wear to 60s

Lin Shu just came back from another slightly flat road, and before he reached the door of the house, he saw Tang Cuihua rushing up, pointing his fingers, especially when he saw the newly purchased items on the cart of Lin Shu's delivery brother. The old face pulled down, and in front of the delivery boy, he said, "God, let me ask you, where did you get the money to buy these things?"

Tang Cuihua grabbed Lin Shu's arm tightly, Lin Shu only felt that the bones in that arm were about to be pinched and broken.

When he saw Tang Cuihua, he had a guess, and it really reached her ears. He was thinking about how to talk to Tang Cuihua. After all, the money was secretly given to him by his uncle. Not sure what's going to happen.

He thought about it for a moment, but Tang Cuihua saw Lin Shu's embarrassed face, and thought it was because he was guilty of nausea, and did not dare to speak out after stealing the money.

"Hmph, Goudaner, tell me, did you steal this money?"

Lin Shu raised her head suddenly, Tang Cuihua thought it was just what she expected, gritted her teeth angrily, and asked loudly, "Did you steal our money?"

Lin Shu's face flushed suddenly, and the shame and indignation of being slandered for stealing for the first time rushed to his forehead, especially when outsiders were present.

"No." Lin Shu said with a small face.

Tang Cuihua didn't care about Lin Shu's words. In her eyes, a seven-year-old child could tell any lie in order to steal money.

She looked at the delivery guy. The delivery guy's name is Dacheng. He is an employee of the supply and marketing cooperative and is responsible for delivery. Everyone in the production team knows each other.

"Dacheng, this kid bought it with the adult's money, can I return it?"

"I'm afraid I can't." Dacheng smiled politely and helplessly: "Auntie, look at this cotton cloth, it's not easy for us to sell it."

Tang Cuihua looked at the things in the cart with distress, especially the cloth, which was chosen to keep warm, and they were not willing to buy it themselves. This money-stealing bastard really doesn't take money for money.

Touching the fabric, she wished Lin Shu could kick her. She glared at Lin Shu and said, "Then, besides the cloth and cotton, can I return the goods in this cart?"

Could it be that Dacheng said, "This—Auntie, why don't you discuss it with Sister Tang?"

Tang Cuihua asked again: "How much is this cart worth?" She still doesn't know how much this bastard stole from her house.

Dacheng said: "It's about 10 yuan, and there are cloth tickets and cotton tickets."

"what?"

"ten bucks!"

Tang Cuihua raised her voice in shock, looked at Lin Shu, gritted her teeth and said, "You actually stole ten yuan!"

As he said that, he slapped Lin Shu on the face fiercely, and directly spun the thin Lin Shu in a circle. He lost his footing and fell comically into the haystack behind him, and then stepped on the air and fell to the thorny ground below. .

His face was hot, and he was unconscious for half a second. His brain was dizzy for a moment before regaining consciousness.

The strength of an adult, especially this kind of rural woman who, like a man, can carry two hundred catties of firewood and walk more than ten miles to the town to sell, is so strong that Lin Shu, who is seven years old, can feel half a piece of firewood. It hurt like someone had cut the skin on his face.

Lin Shu got up from the thorns, feeling that his whole body was pricked all over by the thorns. As soon as he raised his hand, he saw the chapped skin on his arm was scratched by the thorns, and there were traces of blood.

He looked at the road above, Tang Cuihua with a loud voice gave him a hard look, and then went to discuss with Dacheng, wanting to return the contents of the car and get the money back, without saying anything about "stealing money" These two words, I'm afraid they can't attract all the neighbors around.

The production team said it was big or small, and there were quite a lot of people farming beside Lin Shu's house. Even Lin Shu heard that the family harvesting soybeans in the field behind was teaching his children a lesson. , "You are not allowed to steal money like a dog. If you steal money, you will chop off your hands." He also said, "Steal needles when you are young, and steal gold when you grow up." It makes Lin Shu seem like a heinous person.

Lin Shu's heart was half cold, he looked at Tang Cuihua indifferently, pulled away the thorny thorns with sharp needles, climbed up the slope from the thorns, then walked up to Tang Cuihua, and walked directly towards Dacheng, who was delivering the goods. Said: "Brother Dacheng, please send the things to my house, I can't move them."

Dacheng stared blankly at Lin Shu, then at Tang Cuihua, not knowing who to listen to.

Lin Shu looked at Tang Cuihua and said expressionlessly: "Ma'am, I really didn't steal the money, I borrowed it from my uncle, and I will pay it back."

Tang Cuihua's complexion changed, and she suddenly remembered that Lin Shu and Lin Guosheng were whispering, probably because Lin Guosheng gave him the money at that time.

Okay, you Lin Guosheng, I'll serve you with a broken leg, and I haven't seen you give out a penny, and dare to hide your private money to outsiders!

Tang Cuihua turned around angrily, planning to go home and find Lin Guosheng to settle the score.

Brother Dacheng delivered the goods to the door, knowing that there was no adult in Lin Shu's house, so he moved the things back to Lin Shu's house.

Lin Shu tidied up the things in the kitchen first, and put the big iron pot on the stove to try it out. If he thought it was suitable, he didn't need to change it.

He took out another pot of water and prepared to clean and disinfect the newly bought tableware.

Ten yuan in this era, nearly 1000 yuan in modern times, is enough for him to buy large iron pots, small iron pots, foreign porcelain bowls, foreign porcelain basins, high legs for the washbasins, handkerchiefs, soap and other daily necessities , oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and other kitchen condiments, two sets of quilts, three sets of cotton and cloth for winter clothes, and finally sold a bag of flour. I plan to wait a few days to find Uncle Zhang in the village to press a few catties of noodles.

The uncle gave him 20 yuan, used ten yuan, and left ten yuan, Lin Shu put it away.

"Brother, what shall we have for dinner tonight?"

Caifeng pawed at the bag of rice, but couldn't bear to take her eyes off the grain.

They had never seen such good rice in the past, and what they ate were coarse grains. The production team did not distribute much food to each household, and they sold all their own good food, so they were not willing to eat it.

Lin Shu washed the tableware, got off the bench, walked to the rice bag, and grabbed the rice.

"It's not enough to just have rice to eat."

He remembered that on the way back, he seemed to have seen Zheergen growing on the grass by the river, but he hadn’t paid much attention to it at the time. After all, he had only eaten Zheergen in his previous life and hadn’t dug it himself, so he almost thought he was mistaken.

"Caifeng, bring the bag here, let's go dig wild vegetables."

Lin Shu coaxed Xiaoyaoer to sleep in the house, and let Caifeng follow. The two of them each carried a small shoulder strap and walked towards the river.

The soil by the river is moist, the lower part flows to the village, and the upper part is the back mountain.

Lin Shu walked downriver for a few steps, found the folded ear root, and handed Caifeng a small hoe to start digging from the side.

Caifeng looked at Zhe Ergen, pouted and said, "Brother, this is not tasty."

"No, this tastes green, crispy, refreshing, and very fragrant." The point is that this food is at least acceptable to Lin Shu. The taste of Zheergen is different from the Zheergen grown in greenhouses in the market outside. The wild ones smell fragrant, fresh and crisp, while the ones grown in greenhouses only taste green and crisp.

Caifeng said: "My aunt made it, but it's really hard to eat."

Lin Shu didn't even think about it and said: "Ma'am is not willing to use even a drop of oil, so can the food taste good? Don't worry, brother's cooking is guaranteed to be delicious."

Lin Shu really can't guarantee it.

If he knew that he would travel to the depths of the mountains, he would have to learn cooking skills. In this way, even the simplest ingredients in the mountains and fields can cook delicious food.

But in his previous life, he had filmed a food TV series, so he knew how to make some food, but he only remembered the recipe and never tried it.

Zheer roots are available in spring and autumn throughout the year. Lin Shu dug some more, planning to plant some in the open space in front of his yard, and wait until the next spring, when they grow out, they can be eaten.

Lin Shu squatted down and carefully dug with a small hoe. The wild roots were relatively thin, but the soil by the river was relatively moist. He didn't know how to dig, and a long root would come out when he pulled it.

Pulling and pulling, it reached the river.

The river water in this autumn looks relatively shallow, but the water is still quite clear. Lin Shu glanced at it casually, then stopped suddenly, and stared at the river motionlessly.

"elder brother--"

Seeing that Lin Shu was not moving, Caifeng was about to call him.

Lin Shu hissed violently, telling her to keep silent.

He put down the hoe, then stood up slightly, bowed his waist, lay down on the riverside, stared at the thing that just popped up in the river, grabbed it suddenly, and a long soft body coiled in his hand.

"Ah, snake."

Caifeng, who was behind her, stepped back abruptly, covered her eyes quickly, and looked like she was about to cry out of fright.

Lin Shu caught this thing and held it tightly, then quickly put it into the back sling, and said to Caifeng: "Caifeng, don't be afraid, it's not a snake."

"The long one is a snake that bites people." Caifeng stomped.

Lin Shu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and comforted him, "Hey, this is not a snake, it's an eel, and eels don't bite people."

"Really?" Caifeng let go of her hand, and ran over curiously, and saw the long thing in the back, which really didn't look like a snake.

Seeing that Caifeng was no longer afraid, Lin Shu looked at the river again, and was suddenly excited.

"Caifeng, are there any fish or shrimp in this river?"

Caifeng shook her head, this is the land of the new house, the house has not been repaired for a long time, she has not been here much, let alone catch fish by the river.

Lin Shu nodded and said, "That's right. If there were fish, someone would have come fishing."

That being said, when Lin Shu was digging Zheergen, he dug up some soil with earthworms, and asked Caifeng to show him where there were earthworms.

Lin Shu and Caifeng returned with a full load. After putting the eel into the water basin, Lin Shu went to the hillside behind to pick some seasoned wild prickly ash, wild pepper, wild star anise, and wild rattan pepper. I personally found wild saplings from the mountains and planted them on the back hillside.

The original owner's parents chose a good place.

The house is surrounded by mountains and water, and there is a large field of wild roses in front of the yard. The flowering period is this month, and it is almost withered.

Lin Shu picked a few rose flowers and put them on the wall for decoration. The dazzling array of things made the unpainted earthen walls less monotonous.

In the evening, Lin Shu made braised rice eel in brown sauce and folded ear roots in cold salad, and finally let the whole family eat delicious steamed rice with white rice.

Unexpectedly, the first time he made it, the heat was not well controlled, but as expected, the seasoning was enough, and the taste would not be too bad. Zheer is basically a meal, mixed with chili peppers seasoned with chili noodles bought from the supply and marketing agency Oil, rattan pepper, Chinese prickly ash, sesame oil, oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar, all kinds of seasonings, it is refreshing, and the rice field eel that is made is fried crispy, but there is too little fucking meat.

He really wants to eat pork.

In this era, there were not many pigs raised in a production team. The original owner had never eaten pork skin, let alone pork.

After washing the dishes, Lin Shu coaxed the two well-fed little ones to fall asleep on the bed, lit the lantern, and found a square book and a used stick from the pile of books Lin Aiguo brought. The only thing left is a pencil with the length of a finger.

He looked at the night sky outside the door, and planned the next road in a small notebook.

He is only seven years old, so it is naturally impossible for him to work as a coolie in some factory or to engage in breeding business. There is a cost, and his ten yuan is not enough. It is not so easy to have the opportunity to raise in the age, and the business requires a public-private partnership. This account is unclear, so I naturally plan to go back to my old business.

The film industry of the 60s.

This is the time when Wanwan romance novels are all the rage, but the wind hasn't spread to the mainland yet.

He hadn't thought that far, and now in this ravine, he naturally thought about how to survive first.

He remembered that when he was shopping at the supply and marketing cooperative, he saw several comic books on the counter next to the pencil case.

"Yes, aren't comic strips popular in this era?!" Lin Shu's eyes lit up suddenly, and he made up his mind.