attack stream of life

Qingchuan dealt with the sheep overnight and committed the crime by lighting a lamp, so that he was a little depressed the next day.Fortunately, he looked sick with dark circles around his eyes, but today he just looked even more depressed.

Stealing the teacher for so long, he still learned a little bit. He peeled off the complete sheep skin, and divided the lamb into whole legs, breast ribs, backspan, sheep head, lamb scorpion, haggis and so on.Washed with well water and hung on the kitchen stove, the outside temperature is close to zero, so it can be stored for a few days.But so much meat is definitely not enough to finish, he has already considered whether it is smoked or cured.

While the mutton is fresh, first stew a pot of mutton scorpion soup to make hot pot.Mutton is warm in nature, it is very suitable for eating in winter, and it can also make a pot of fresh fish and sheep with fish.Stewed radish with mutton is also good, as well as mutton skewers, mutton soup... Qingchuan has a lot of mutton delicacies in his mind.Even the eldest sister came with her two children, but she didn't attract his attention.

"Little brother?"

"Huh?" Qing Chuan came back from the delusional hallucination, and saw the plump elder sister shaking her hand in front of his eyes.

"Oh, my little brother is very promising. It's hard for people in the slaughterhouse to enter the city. It's hard to find a job these days. Even in the county, there are many unemployed people. At this time, the old parents have to retire early to make room for their children. .”

The eldest sister talked about her own affairs, "Ayong found a lot of contacts for me, and it was hard to find temporary workers, so I had to wait for the news. If I don't have a job, it will be difficult to change my household registration. Next year, my child will also have a village household registration. What should I do? ah."

A brother-in-law named Zhang Yong stood beside him, with a dark face and a tall man. It is said that he is a retired PLA, so there is a sense of heroism in his standing posture.

Their family's feelings towards the People's Liberation Army are very complicated, because Chen Shimei's father, who is also a People's Liberation Army, is both yearning and loathing.Hey, a piece of mouse droppings came out of their house, which discredited the People's Army.

Zhang Yong had a wife in front of him, but his ex-father-in-law's family has now sneaked out. His wife in front of him sneaked away without taking any children with him, nor did he leave any information.Knowing this, the old lady wanted to marry her daughter to him.

The one in front committed such an unforgivable sin, and with such a control group, no matter how old the elder sister marries, she will be fine.Apart from being married and having two children, Zhang Yong can't go wrong with anything else.

The job is good, I belong to the transportation team in the county, the salary is high, and the benefits are also good.With an urban hukou, I have my own house, a three-bedroom house of 64 square meters, and I live with my family. My parents-in-law are far away, and I don’t see my boss several times a year.He has a good temper. Although he is tall and tall, he has never heard of the bad habit of beating his wife, and he is willing to be willing to his family.

The only disadvantage is that there are two children, but from a good point of view, in case the eldest sister does not give birth, it is okay to have children before her.Even if you have your own child, and the mother of the first child is like this, then in most people's hearts, the child must still carry the original sin, so the eldest sister's child will be more important.

Rural girls can't be too picky if they want to marry and live in the city.Those who married and had to wait for the whole family crowded in the shack were also rushed for, and Zhang Yong's conditions were considered the best.Besides, the eldest sister is also willing to be older, to be more caring, not to serve her mother-in-law, not to work in the fields... Everyone is very realistic, compare the conditions, and get married.So far, it seems that she is married well, as can be seen from her ruddy complexion.

There are two children standing next to this brother-in-law in the city. The older one is a girl, who looks like seven or eight years old, and the younger one is a boy, who looks like five or six years old. Looking at his face and clothes, he should not have suffered any material mistreatment. But with a dull expression and eyes avoiding others, the matter of his mother still hurt them.

Qing Chuan observed carefully all the way, the eldest sister and her ex-wife's children were not close, even a little faintly repelled, when they approached, they would subconsciously cover their stomachs, which was a kind of resistance.But it doesn't matter how disgusting it is, it's more about ignoring and avoiding.As a stepmother, no harm is considered qualified, and I can't ask for more, because human nature is like this.

But my own father is also very unqualified. He looks after his elder sister when eating, and hardly looks at his own child. The same is true when he is walking.This kind of indifference hurts more than swords. If things go on like this, the two children will definitely have problems in their personalities, and now they have some tendencies.

Qingchuan likes children, not because of the other party's identity change.The ex-wife's child and the eldest sister's child are different in terms of responsibility and blood, but emotionally similar, they are both children.But he doesn't easily interfere in other people's family affairs, unless the other party authorizes him to interfere.Obviously, neither the eldest sister nor the brother-in-law intended to authorize him.

So even if he felt it was wrong, Qing Chuan still didn't say a word, ate in silence, gave the two children lucky red envelopes in silence, and then left in silence.

After the new year, I started to work, and the days were busy again day after day.The mutton at home is smoked with pine wood, cut into pieces every few days, and when all four legs are eaten, it is almost the time of summer harvest.

This year's harvest is not bad, and the harvested grain is not much different from previous years, but the dead captain still reported an extremely high yield.The commune gave him a certificate, and he was as proud as a rooster.The people in the shopkeeper's warehouse are sad every day. In the huge warehouse, there are only some things piled up in the corner, and the other places are empty.

Warehouse management is so preoccupied, some people have doubts, is such a small amount of food enough to last until the autumn harvest?No one knows.If asked about the captain, he would scold the other party for not believing in the party and the country, and for thinking wrong.But the real situation is that there are fewer and fewer rice grains in the big pot of rice, from thick porridge to porridge water, and finally it is simply soup.

Even fools in this situation knew it was wrong, so the team leader applied for relief food from above, but got even worse news. There was a disaster in the north, and the grain harvest was cut off. The yield per mu is so high, they may have to come to the village to collect relief grain.It was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky. Not only could they not get food, but the little leftover would be taken away.

The captain is not a bad person, but he is a bit stupid. When he thought of how much he had reported before, he was so annoyed that he almost committed suicide to apologize.But no one can control him at the moment. Everyone is thinking about what to do in the next few months. The food has been eaten up, and the mice in the warehouse will cry when they come.

"Are there any corn seeds and sweet potato seeds? Plant a wave before the autumn harvest, and maybe some can be recovered."

There are still some undeveloped wastelands on the mountain, and corn and sweet potatoes have been planted one after another.These seeds are placed separately, and half of them have been eaten, so everyone really has nothing to eat.This was a very unruly thing, the captain hesitated to speak, no one cared about him, he was only looking at the faces of the villagers if he was not killed.

There are wild vegetables on the mountain and fish in the water, so everyone goes to the mountain to find edible wild vegetables, and fishes and shrimps in the water.At the moment the wild vegetables are dry and astringent, hard to swallow, but when I am hungry, there is nothing I can't eat.

Everyone went to find food, so there was no time to take care of the fields. Seeing that the fields were overgrown with weeds and no one took care of them, the old people sighed that this year's harvest would not be too good.This is really a vicious cycle. Everyone has nothing to eat, and they go to find food and waste the fields. The fields produce less food, and when there is less food, they will be hungry, and they will have no energy to work when they are hungry.

Sure enough, after the autumn harvest, the grain production dropped to the lowest level in the past years. The captain of the brigade reported the data with a grim face. As a result, the commune leaders were furious, saying that such a figure in their village newspaper was "very ideologically conscious". Where is the face of the leaders of these corpses so important?The leaders of the commune pressured the captain to change this number.

"Leader, the big guy has nothing to eat. If you want to report this number, you are forcing people to eat dirt." The eight-foot-long man in the team knelt on the ground and cried, and the village party secretary who came with him also fell. tears.They are all from the village, and their parents and brothers are all in the village, how can they bear it?

But the leader of the commune was sent from elsewhere. His parents and brothers had food and drink in big cities, so he couldn’t empathize with him. Hand, press a palm print.

The yield per mu is [-].

The captain was finally so desperate that he couldn't even shed tears.

The villagers were also desperate, covering their faces and not knowing what to do.

"There is no other way now. Let's clear up the collective canteen first. Anyway, there is no food left. Everyone will share the remaining food. It is better to eat it than to be taken away. After that, everyone can find a way to survive. Let’s go to the water to look for those who can hunt and set traps. The beautiful mountains and rivers here can really make us starve to death?” Several patriarchs gathered together to comfort the villagers and discussed how to go next.

"If the higher-ups insist on coming over to collect food, our old arms and legs are useless. It's better to let them collect and save food." Several old people said, showing a determination to fight against the odds in their eyes.

There are fishing boats in the village, which can go all the way to the sea along the river.The food in the sea is endless, if everyone is forced to do so, they must gather a group of water-savvy people to find food in the sea.But it has not been pushed to this level yet, and there are mountains behind and fish ponds on the side. As long as we can survive the winter, we will have fresh wild vegetables to fill our stomachs next spring, and there will be no problem.

The big pot of rice lasted less than two years before it was disbanded. The village distributed ten catties of grain to each person and five catties to the children.There are probably only two cars left.When the grain collection team went to the countryside to collect grain, all the old men and women in their sixties in the village were dispatched. They leaned on crutches, guarded two carts of grain, and waited for each other.The attitude of the village is very clear, either take these grains away, or take them away if you want more.

Anyway, they don't want to live anymore, they can just go to prison and have a full meal.

For the sake of future generations, these old people have gone all out.Behind their thin bodies, the young man waited with red eyes while carrying the child.

The grain collection team left with two carts of grain, and they were shocked by the aura of these old people. "Being willing to cut yourself to pieces, dare to pull the emperor off the horse." The old man who survived the war years naturally has a toughness tempered by the years of suffering.

The grain collection team returned to the commune, and the commune leaders were helpless.

If young people do this, he can still catch them all and kill them as an example, but a group of old men and old ladies?This group of people has lived enough and is not afraid of death, and their health is not good. If they kill people, it's hard to explain.Fortunately, there are not many such villages after all. Only a few of the grain harvesting teams that went out encountered resistance, and most of them were obedient citizens.

The grain collection team left, and everyone welcomed the old people back, but there was still a stone in their hearts when they faced the little grain at home.It's late autumn now, and the vegetation is withered. At first glance, it is the decaying scene of the westerly wind. Just like their mood, they are so heavy that they can hardly breathe.

Qing Chuan also returned home, lying straight on the bed, staring at the beams with wide eyes, the system was frightened by his expression, thinking that he was about to get sick, "Host, are you okay?"

"Yeah." Qing Chuan still kept his eyes open.Today he secretly went to the entrance of the village. Although it was far away, the emotions of the old people still infected him.They all went with the worst preparations that they would never return. There was a lot of reluctance in their hearts, and their emotions were very heavy. Qingchuan watched from a distance, but was still involved in it. Many beautiful expectations, as well as the reluctance to give up the world and the family.Qing Chuan was emotionally aroused, and he couldn't help but think of his sister and niece, as well as those few friends and the editor who urged the manuscript on time every day.

He even thought of his bad ex-girlfriend, his father who died in an unknown corner, and his mother.

The world is so beautiful.

There are so many reluctance.

But for the most important thing, I still have to give up all of these and die calmly.

It is not the first time that Qingchuan has felt this spirit of sacrifice. Those front-line soldiers, doctors, and grassroots cadres...they all have this great self-dedication, serving the country, their family, their ideals, and their future.

But this group of elderly people is very different. Most of them are uneducated, and they have various problems in their lives, as if they are extremely ordinary people.But when they decided to stop at the entrance of the village and keep the last rations for their descendants, they gave up everything and were just a father and mother who loved their children. The transition from ordinary to extraordinary was the most amazing.

Every emotion is like a flower, Qing Chuan himself is difficult to produce too strong emotions for some reason, he can only feel it indirectly through others.I am very happy today, as if I saw a large group of flowers from the most enthusiastic blooming to withering, blooming is beautiful, and withering is also beautiful.Qing Chuan wanted to thank them for making him feel such a special emotional storm.

"system."

"Ok?"

"If I say, I'm going to buy some food for every household, will you think I'm crazy?"

The system widened its eyes, it really felt that the host was crazy, "Now?"

"Wait another month, there will be discounts for Chinese New Year." Qing Chuan said.

"Oh." That's not too crazy, and you know to wait for a discount.

Around four o'clock, the rooster didn't crow, and Axiu woke up.It was cold outside the quilt, but she didn't feel normal, so she put on a not too thick coat and cotton shoes.At this point, you should get up and cook, even if you don't have much food at home.

She thought that yesterday she touched around in the rice jar and found a handful of broken rice grains with rice bran, and she sighed silently.Today is New Year's Eve, no matter what, always do something good.I still have some salted fish at home, let’s steam two of them, and cook the rest of the rice into porridge, which should be enough for several children, and steaming an egg custard will also make the children happy.Adults don't need to be so extravagant. There are still some sweet potatoes at home, and one is enough for each person.

The old man found some edible bark on the mountain, peeled off the inner side and ground it into powder, which seemed to have some noodle fragrance.This stuff chokes a child's throat, but it's okay for adults to eat it, just add some water.Thinking of peeling off the skin when eating sweet potatoes in the past, Axiu felt very distressed. The skin of sweet potatoes is also eaten, no matter what, it is better than the bark.She also thought of sweet potato leaves, which are also edible. They were used as pig feed in the past, which is really a huge waste.

The pigs raised by the group this year are not very good. After handing over the boars, there are not many left. Their family has such a large population, and it is only a little over three catties. , after all, it's Chinese New Year.

Axiu calculated the weight of a piece in her heart, is it one finger thick or half a finger thick?Cut the meat thinner, is it enough for the whole family to share?

She was so preoccupied that she didn't look carefully when she opened the door. She stepped outside the threshold and realized that she was stepping on something. She took a closer look and was surprised.

It was a burlap bag of the kind used to hold food, it was quite big, and it lay softly on the ground. I don't know what it was.Police Axiu looked around and saw that it was pitch black. Her hands were as fast as lightning, and she picked up the sack and went back to the room.It was always in the dark, but now it was extravagant to light the oil lamp.

Cotton thread stained with tung oil gave off a burnt smell.The man in charge who was lying on the bed also got up, but in fact he couldn't fall asleep either. He was worried about the family's food and hadn't had a good rest for many days.He thought of many ways, but none of them worked out. Men often beat their own stupid heads. If they wanted to be smarter, they could at least find some food for the family.

"What is this?" Axiu's man asked.

"I don't know either. I found it at the door. I don't know who put it there."

Axiu opened the burlap bag, and the two of them poked their heads to look at it. There was a bag of yellow-brown things that smelled like burnt nuts.This taste is not unfamiliar at all. After they used the soybeans grown by themselves to extract oil, the oil factory would send back a bag of such oil residue.

Oil residue was used as feed for pigs in the high-yield era, adding nutrients to fatten pigs, but now, when they have begun to eat bark, this is food, which can be swallowed and is nutritious.

"It's fifty or sixty catties." Axiu was holding on to the burlap bag tightly, her eyes were red.

On New Year's Eve, more than 600 households in Changshan Village, including the old landlords of the shacks, received a bag of oil residue, some of which were soybean residue, some of which were peanut residue, and some sesame residue.If there are elderly people who have been to the village entrance, there will be an extra bag of ten catties of white rice.Although it is old grain, there are small black rice worms crawling around, but this is big white rice.

Only one person covered his heart.

The system couldn't help complaining, "Is your heart beating normally? I almost forgot that this is a patient with heart disease. You said you were going to buy food for the villagers, but the oil residue of high-quality pig feed, high-quality Three-year-old grain for chicken feed. Does your conscience hurt?"

Qing Chuan immediately put his hand down, "It doesn't hurt at all."