Back to the Northeast 1970

Yan Baoshu's scissors played a decisive role, they are very quintessential, and at the same time very flattering.Yan Baoshu cuts his bangs flat and short with scissors. When he wants to avoid being noticed, he combs his hair from the side of his hair to the left, and when he wants to indulge himself, he puts his bangs down. Although this can’t be compared with modern aesthetics, it has to be done in In the era when all the shirts and hairstyles were clashing, it was definitely the only one in the scorpion's shit.

The scissors that Yan Baoshu secretly used were not flower scissors, but the most common thinning scissors. Although the effect was not good, he had a heart that was easy to satisfy.Yan Baoshu stuffed the scissors back into the cloth bag while no one was paying attention. At the same time, he found that there was still a half bottle of oil on the table, which was the Osmanthus brand, and the price was very expensive, around fifty-six cents.

Yan Baoshu stared at the bottle of oil and his heart was moved. He really wanted to try such a "fresh" thing. After all, in the next few years, this kind of thing will gradually fade out of people's sight.Yan Baoshu couldn't help but want to pour some out of the bottle to try, but...

"Little comrade?"

Yan Baoshu was taken aback for a moment, and quickly turned around to look.Standing behind him is a middle-aged man who looks to be in his fifties. Looking at his appearance and posture, although some traces of age can be seen, it is not difficult to see his outline when he was young. , is a good foundation, not to mention that this person's dress is very meticulous and clean, and the "seam" hairstyle is fixed with hair oil, and the body exudes a faint fragrance of hair oil.

"Little comrade." The middle-aged man smiled and talked to Yan Baoshu, glanced quietly at the hair oil on the table and said: "Just now I was sitting at this position for a haircut, and I was in a hurry when I left, and forgot to take the hair oil with me. "Speaking, the middle-aged man stretched his hand towards the table.

Yan Baoshu stepped aside knowingly, and when he turned around and was about to leave, the middle-aged man suddenly stopped, "Little comrade, please wait a moment."

Yan Baoshu turned around curiously, "What's wrong?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Do you want to try it?" The middle-aged man brought over the hair oil in his hand. In fact, when he first entered the door, he saw Yan Baoshu fiddling with his hair, and then he was staring at the hair oil on the table look.

Yan Baoshu smiled, "No need, I..."

"It's okay." The middle-aged man interrupted Yan Baoshu, holding up the pomade very enthusiastically and had no intention of taking it back.

Seeing the situation, Yan Baoshu couldn't refuse, let alone he really wanted to try it, "Thank you." Yan Baoshu reached out to take the hair oil, spread out his palm and poured some out, and then quickly wiped it on his hair, and then went from He took the comb from the table and combed it in front of the mirror.

Yan Baoshu combed his hair neatly, and with the help of hair oil, he found the "seam" hairstyle a little more pleasing to the eye.Yan Baoshu put down the comb, and when he turned around, the middle-aged man was still there. He smiled at the man and said, "That... am I too shallow?"

The middle-aged man looked very happy, "Little comrade, you are wrong to think so, how can you make progress without trying."

Yan Baoshu smiled and said, "Thank you."

The middle-aged man left with his scalp oil in his hands, and Yan Baoshu followed him out of the barbershop.This is the outlet of the wind, the wind is really a bit outrageous, and Yan Baoshu's hair is smeared with pomade, it is not evil at all to describe it as fragrant.In order not to damage his hairstyle, Yan Baoshu would rather suffer from the cold than wear a dog fur hat.

The whole morning was spent in the barber shop, and when Yan Baoshu returned to the west, it happened to be time for lunch.Yan Baoshu entered the house, went to the water tank to scoop up a ladle of water as usual, while drinking, Yan Baoshu thought, why didn't he see Jin Guiqin busy in the outhouse today?

Just as she was thinking about it, Jin Guiqin pushed open the door of the big house and came out, seeing Yan Baoshu drinking cold water again, unable to utter the words of reprimand, her keen sense of smell allowed her to discover something different about Yan Baoshu.Jin Guiqin looked at Yan Baoshu curiously, pouted her nose and said, "Baoshu, what's the smell on you?"

Yan Baoshu smiled and said, "The smell of hair oil."

"Scalp oil?" Jin Guiqin panicked inexplicably, "Where did you get your hair oil? It should be very expensive, and most people can't afford it."

Yan Baoshu put down the water ladle, smiled wryly and came to Jin Guiqin's side, "Mom, I didn't steal or rob, I think I scared you."

Jin Guiqin knew that she was just worrying blindly, and said with a smile, "It's true, you are always honest." After speaking, Jin Guiqin slightly raised his head to look at Yan Baoshu, and said happily, "I feel much more refreshed after cutting my hair." Jin Guiqin saw Yan Baoshu's right face There was still a small bruise on it, so I stretched out my hand and touched it lightly, "You came back just in time, your second uncle is here, and he is eating with your dad in the house, wash your hands and go in."

"Yes." Yan Baoshu washed his hands in the washbasin in the outer room, and then entered the big room.

In the room, there was a kang table between Yan Yonggui and Yan Yongxing, and the two were chatting face to face. When Yan Baoshu entered the door, Yan Yongxing smiled drunkenly with a flushed face: "Baoshu is back, hurry up and eat on the kang." , your second uncle and I can bring you a lot of delicious food today."

In response, Yan Baoshu took off his shoes and went to the kang, picked a square table and sat down near the door.

"Heh, why does it smell so good?" Yan Yongxing said while tilting his head and sniffing at Yan Baoshu.

Yan Yonggui couldn't stand the smell, and his brows were deeply furrowed, but because of Yan Yongxing's presence, he couldn't criticize Yan Baoshu too hard, "What do you say about oily hair and powdered noodles?"

Yan Baoshu lowered his head to pick up the chopsticks, and he didn't take Yan Yonggui's words to heart at all. He was mentally prepared for such criticism in the morning. children.

Seeing that Yan Baoshu didn't reply, Yan Yonggui felt a little more at ease, and then ignored him, turned his head and continued chatting with Yan Yongxing.

Yan Baoshu held the chopsticks for a while and didn't make a move. I have to say that today's food has been improved to the greatest extent. Sauerkraut stewed with blood sausage, and there is a small handful of vermicelli in it. It's dark.On the plate next to it were sliced ​​salted duck eggs, four and a half in total.In addition, even the dipping pickles are not the same big radishes, but potatoes are added on this basis.

Yan Baoshu doesn't like blood sausage very much, but prefers Hu potatoes. He immediately took a potato from the plate, dipped it in the fried miso and took a bite.

Delicious... Really fragrant... Yan Baoshu made a potato with two bites and three bites.

Seeing Yan Baoshu's delicious food, Yan Yongxing said with a smile on his face: "Your second aunt's family brought these from the countryside. Isn't it a month before Chinese New Year? The village has a large population, so everything has to be prepared in advance. No, your second aunt and her sister came to visit her from the village last time, so she brought some over, and they were all made by themselves, and they didn’t cost any money.”

Yan Baoshu felt relieved, and said with an unconcealable smile on his face, "Thank you, Second Uncle."

Yan Yonggui was in a very good mood, and he greeted Yan Yongxing and said: "Everyone explained to him, let's drink ours." Saying this, Yan Yonggui poured some baijiu into Yan Yongxing's bowl, which is a kind of baijiu in bulk. Calling from the station, five cents and two taels.

Yan Yongxing didn't listen to Yan Yonggui, and pushed the bowl in front of Yan Baoshu with drunken eyes, "Baoshu, have you had a drink yet? Taste it?"

Yan Baoshu was taken aback for a moment, and looking at Yan Yonggui, he was quite surprised.

"We're all grown-ups, so we're not afraid to drink some wine. How about this, let's have a drink with my second uncle." Yan Yongxing said again.

After thinking about it, Yan Baoshu cast his eyes on Yan Yonggui, and saw him nodding, Yan Baoshu picked up the bowl, and after Yan Yongxing poured himself another bowl of wine, the uncle and nephew started to do it together.

A bowl of wine was a little too small, and it tasted spicy. Yan Baoshu burst into tears from being choked, so he quickly picked up the bowl and took a sip of the porridge. piping hot.

Yan Baoshu is the one who can't drink enough to talk about it.

It took a long time to eat this meal, if Yan Yongxing's daughter-in-law hadn't come to pick him up, I don't know how long this meal will last.Yan Yongxing is Yan Yonggui's younger brother, and he is the only one who is willing to associate with him after Yan Yonggui was hanged. Most of the other relatives avoid him after seeing him.

After Yan Yongxing left, Yan Yonggui took two pillows from the quilt shelf and threw one to Yan Baoshu, and the two fell asleep on the top of the kang and the top of the kang.

Yan Baoshu didn't know how long he slept this time, but he was woken up by a noise.

Yan Baoshu lay down on the kang and yawned. Yan Baolong came in from the outhouse, saw him awake and said, "Third brother, you are awake, weasels have come in."

"What's the matter?" Yan Baoshu sat up slowly, "Weasel? Where is it?"

Yan Baolong said: "It seems to be in the warehouse. Our second brother and our father went to arrest him."

"I'll take a look." Yan Baoshu got off the kang, put on his shoes, and hurried out of the big house.

Yan Yufen was guarding the important area of ​​the entrance with a stove hook at the moment, with a serious look as if she had encountered a class enemy. Hearing the sound of footsteps, Yan Yufen turned her head and saw Yan Baoshu, "What are you doing, go back to the house."

Yan Baoshu started to be a farmer, and with a smile on his face, he approached Yan Yufen and looked at the door of the barn, "Baolong said that a weasel has come in our house? Are our two chickens okay?"

"Who knows where the drill went."

As the siblings were talking, Yan Baofu came out carrying a bloody but still struggling fat chicken, "Quickly find a basin, this chicken was bitten by a weasel on the neck."

Yan Yufen hurriedly put down the stove hook to look for a basin, Yan Baoshu stood aside and looked carefully, "Is this the mother's one?"

"It's not a big deal, it seems that I can't survive."

"Then what, you still slaughtered it and ate it?" Yan Yufen put the basin in the center.

Yan Baofu said distressedly: "What else can I do, kill and eat." After speaking, Yan Yonggui and Jin Guiqin had already retreated from the warehouse, and closed the door after entering the house. Well, save it and let it suffer."

There are only two chickens in the house, one male and one female, and now the female is being picked up by a weasel, so it will not be so convenient to eat an egg in the future.

At this time, Yan Yufen had already handed the kitchen knife to Yan Baofu, and when she was about to wipe the chicken's neck, Yan Baoshu walked over, stretched out his hand to brush the hair on the chicken's neck, took a look, and said with a smile: "Don't kill it, I have a way to make it survive."

The author has something to say:

The next chapter of Xiaogong comes out, and he will also meet Xiaoshou frankly, bare buttocks, etc., it is quite interesting.

At that time, the clippers were all thinning shears, which were very common, and there were no electric clippers. They were manual clippers that looked like pliers.

There are many brands of hair oil, and the Osmanthus brand is not bad at that time.

Stewed blood sausage with sauerkraut. My own method is to use pig intestines to fill the pot with pig blood. After it is cooked, cut it into pieces and throw it into the sauerkraut pot. I personally don’t like blood sausage. The taste is really... Do you like it? stand up.

Potato flour is darker in color throughout, so it will turn a little black in stews.

Huh, have you ever eaten potatoes?It’s boiled potatoes dipped in miso, um, delicious, fragrant, haha.

Weasels also come and go in winter in the Northeast, because they are hungry, and the story of weasels and chickens written in the article is true, and I still remember it to this day.

Can you guess what method can be used to save the hen?Hahaha