Apocalyptic Tundra Age

"Don't worry, Brother Zhiping!" Xu Zhonglei pulled Cheng Yuming and quickly closed the door to chase after him, shouting, "We'll follow you!"

The earthquake changed the landscape of the field. The original slender ridge collapsed in its entirety. The three of them simply did not take a shortcut to the ridge. They could only return to the village camp along the cement road, and then walked down from the pond. In Xu Zhiping's greenhouse.

Along the way, Xu Zhiping expressed heartbrokenly: In previous years, when there was no drought or major earthquake, his vegetables were directly supplied to restaurants in the town and hotels in the county, and he could earn 5 to [-] yuan.

But now, a large number of seeds stored before the earthquake have no storage conditions and cannot be kept forever.I planted them all, and my own greenhouse was not enough, so I simply raised seedlings and distributed them to everyone. At any rate, everyone kept some seeds, lest only his family had food, drink and vegetables, and everyone looked at them with jealousy.

"Isn't Chinese New Year just a few days? Brother Zhiping, can you earn so much from your greenhouse vegetables in such a short period of time?" Cheng Yuming was quite curious. Guang'an doesn't pay attention to ostentation. Vegetable prices are also controlled by the government and welfare. The price increase will not increase much.

"Then you don't know, it's hard to buy vegetables during the Chinese New Year. The price of vegetables here in the first month can be sold at more than 30 catties...Those restaurants have a good business during the Chinese New Year, and there are so many people there." Yes, people only care about the quality and not the price. I have a car at home, and I only bought it to deliver food to others during the Chinese New Year..."

Cheng Yuming seemed to be very interested in the vegetables in the greenhouse, and Xu Zhonglei followed them and listened to them. Looking at the crowds of people in the white greenhouse in the distance, he thought that if he was in Brother Zhiping's situation, he would definitely not be able to work so hard to grow vegetables. The seedlings are given away, at least some hard work fees must be charged, such as salt, rice, bricks, pottery bowls, etc., anyway, they can't be cheap.

Therefore, Xu Zhiping is really a real person, a pure person, a person who is out of vulgar interests, if you want to use five words to describe this kind of person, Xu Zhonglei must say: You are a good person...

*

"Xu Chongbai, are you ready?"

The three of them were going to walk down the path, but they happened to meet an old man walking back with a big bamboo basket. Xu Zhonglei knew that this old man was the old male master of the family who survived by gathering a crowd to open a mahjong parlor. Xu Zhiping shouted, " Xu Chongbai", shouting, Xu Zhonglei remembered who this person was.

"No, no, don't we have six people in our family, and if the children are halved, there will be five hundred seedlings! How many are there now?"

"Why are you going back? Isn't this good thing to be robbed by others?" Xu Zhiping asked.

"How can it be? I don't have time to weave this bamboo basket. It's just this one. I'll put it back first, and I'll come back later."

"Then hurry up, I'll go over there to have a look." After Xu Zhiping exchanged greetings, he finally let Father Xu Chong go.

"Brother Zhiping, can Xiao Cheng also divide?" Xu Zhonglei asked, the two communicated in dialect, Cheng Yuming only heard his name, and turned his head to look over.

Xu Zhiping smiled proudly: "Of course! I have a lot of these seeds, so it's okay to let everyone take them casually, but I'm afraid that people won't cherish the things that come for nothing and have unlimited quantities. They will fry them later and ask me for them again, little one." Cheng takes it, you two big men, how can you be full with such a little food?"

"Hey! My dear brother, you are too kind!" Xu Zhonglei felt the urge to cry. Since his grandmother passed away in so many years, this was the first time someone treated him so well. He pulled Cheng Yuming with a Putonghua said loudly: "Brother, please thank Brother Zhiping."

"Thank you, Brother Zhiping!" Cheng Yuming listened to the locals now and mostly relied on guessing. It took a long time to understand the meaning of many words, but Xu Zhonglei asked him to thank him, so he bowed and said thank you honestly.

"Hahaha, don't thank me, just think about what you want? Here, over there, you can choose by yourself. After you have chosen, ask Xu Dali and Uncle Guosheng to count, and I will go to them." Xu Zhiping stopped and thanked. , waved his hand to indicate that it was okay, and plunged into the crowd. Xu Dali and Uncle Guosheng sat on the side of the small bench, staring at the crowd, ready to find people who fished in troubled waters at any time.

*

"Brother, did Brother Gang Zhiping say that the two of us can share 200 seedlings?"

"Student Cheng Yuming, it's not bad. I understood it so quickly." Xu Zhonglei put his feet on his shoulders and said softly, "Then chef, how do we divide our staple food such as sweet potatoes, potatoes, and vegetables?"

"Don't we have our own vegetable seeds?" Cheng Yuming remembered that the vegetable seeds were replaced with vinegar and soy sauce.

"Smart! I just thought, half of our vegetable house is planted with sweet potatoes and the other half with potatoes. It is estimated that about [-] plants are enough. Let's take a look at the rest."

Potatoes and sweet potatoes are planted in the soil, and the vegetables are planted in the house, next to the mushroom house. How nice, can Cheng Yuming take a look at it when he goes to take care of the mushrooms?

"Let's go!" Cheng Yuming smiled and pulled Xu Zhonglei into the crowd, without feeling that he had a little more work.

The small sprouts of vegetables are generally very different from the vegetables themselves. How big is it?It is so large that non-professionals generally cannot recognize it.Children like Xu Zhonglei who grew up in the countryside sometimes feel powerless and can only copy homework by listening to what others say.

"We don't have a place to grow pumpkins, wax gourds, loofahs, bitter gourds, and vegetable melons, do we? But I want to eat pumpkins... Think about it, pumpkin cakes, pumpkin soup, pumpkin cups..." Cheng Yuming saw several women talking with pumpkin seedlings , fiddled with.He wants to eat pumpkin too...

Hearing what the chef said, Xu Zhonglei was also looking forward to it. Five pumpkin seedlings are enough, which will not affect the overall situation at all, and just let the children be beaten by nature.

"Take it! Just plant it next to the vacated chicken coop, let them grow along the bricks and stones, and there will be space."

"Then I want to get a wax gourd. We from Guang'an can't make soup without winter melon..."

"Take it!" This Xu Zhonglei really wanted to eat, winter melon pork ribs soup, winter melon seaweed soup, they are all delicious in the world.

"I still want to..." Cheng Yuming heard something again, and his heart beat wildly.

"Don't think about it, listen to me! I'll get it." Xu Zhonglei quickly held Cheng Yuming's restless heart, and handed Cheng Yuming the wax gourd and pumpkin seedlings wrapped in mud, "Too bad, we didn't bring the container. You take it first, Dad, I will find something to buy oranges for you."

Although most rural people have the habit of littering, they have to pick up the really useful things and take them back to their homes, so Xu Zhonglei searched for a long time on the ridges of the fields, but he couldn't find one that could be used to hold the seedlings. In the end, the container worked tirelessly, went to the nearest collapsed house, and found a tattered woven bag.

How broken is the woven bag to escape the eyes of the villagers?

When Xu Zhonglei said that Cheng Yuming could put things in here, Cheng Yuming had a look on his face: You are fucking kidding me.

"Don't doubt it, don't you see a good place over there?" Xu Zhonglei pointed to a place that was slightly visible, "Don't babble, let's use this woven bag to hold forty small buds in case of emergency. That's enough, go home and get a basket, and take away our potatoes and sweet potatoes, huh?"

Oh~ this damn domineering CEO Fan, this damn "our potatoes and sweet potatoes", it's so rural, but Cheng Yuming is so damn excited!

"Oh, you didn't bring a bag, did you? Can you send it back for you?"

The speaker probably lingered around them for a while, but Cheng Yuming didn't notice this person who appeared suddenly... He became less vigilant when he got to this place.

The visitor was of medium height and relatively large horizontally. Xu Zhonglei knew him, Dai Sheng, and their village was called Xu's Old House, which meant that it was all Xu's family, and every family was related, but Dai's was the exception of Xu's Old House.When Xu Zhonglei talked to some old people in the village, he also talked about the only one in the old house of Xu's family, a person with a foreign surname.

The ancestors of the Dai family were members of the Guo Party before the liberation (gai), deserted soldiers, fled to the old house of the Xu family, and settled down somehow. And live a good life.It's a pity that the good times don't last long, and this Dai Sheng is not a person who loves fighting.After his parents worked so hard to give him a college education, he even said that he didn't want to go outside anymore and wanted to go home and farm!

After that, the Dai family has been on the run, but this Dai Sheng is not willing to go out, nor does he want to plant the land.His parents found him a wife, thinking that people would take care of themselves when they got married, but the result was that the couple stayed at home every day, and went to Guang'an every few years to work for a few months, earning some money and going home to continue living.Facts have proved that what is unreliable before marriage may not be so reliable after marriage.

Dai Sheng would never sit if he could lie down, and never stand if he could sit. If he could offer to help, the sun must have come out from the south. Xu Zhonglei replied a little vigilantly: "What about the two of us, what a mess! Certainly."

This hoopoe looks much thinner than before, and I don't know if it's Xu Zhonglei's illusion.

"..." The flesh of Dai Sheng's face was twisting, every muscle was expressing that he wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't hold back anything.

"Are you... are you going to the bathroom?" Xu Zhonglei asked kindly.

"No!" Dai Sheng pulled Xu Zhonglei, walked a little to the side, and said mysteriously, "Where did you... get your electricity?"

"Hehe." Xu Zhonglei didn't speak, but smiled.

Dai Sheng was in a hurry, and pulled people: "I really don't want to do anything, they covet your things... I just want to..."

"What do you want to do?"

"Power up my cell phone and computer!" Dai Sheng finally stated his purpose, and it seemed that the tense flesh on his face was finally about to let go.

"Eh..." Xu Zhonglei was speechless, he was a senior game player!Even when escaping from the earthquake, he never forgot to bring his mobile phone and computer with him. If the mobile phone and computer industry would select some kind of "Moving ID World" selection, this buddy would definitely win the award.

Admiration is all admiration, principles are principles, Xu Zhonglei still refused decisively, and finally said very elderly: games are not life, you have to work hard to have food!

*

Cheng Yuming held the plastic bag and stretched his neck to look at it. Vegetables, melons and fruits are all proper nouns. Cheng Yuming has no problem listening to them. Listening to people speak is gaining insight!

"What does Fatty Dai want with our landlord?"

As soon as Xu Zhonglei came back, he heard someone quietly inquiring next to him. Hearing the nickname "Landlord", Xu Zhonglei couldn't help but laugh. He hasn't been in Jianghu for a long time, and there are already legends about him in Jianghu, Landlord?Does he have an acre of land under his name?I'm afraid it's not the landlord who "overthrew the feudal landlord".

"...Tell me, why does he come here to share our seedlings? Is there not enough food? Is there not enough food? Come and join in the fun..."

"Raising a man is a waste of food! Hahahahahahahahaha..."

Then there was a small laugh of "you understand, I understand, and he understands".

Xu Zhonglei was short of breath for a while, but there was no way to scold him about this matter.They didn't name them by name, and they didn't swear at them. They were just sour and disgusting people. If they were really caught and beaten, they would be inferior.

Seeing Xu Wangqiang, the village chief who had come to Xu Zhonglei's house to make trouble before, secretly laughing among the crowd, Xu Zhonglei was finally able to vent his anger.