Hello, 1983

Zhang Ganzi still drove the donkey cart and went home happily.

In addition to being inspired by the old model worker, it also has something to do with Liu Qingshan's promise to him: as long as he is willing to work hard, he will definitely be able to get his wife within three years.

Thinking of the wonderful life of his wife and children on the hot kang head, Zhang Ganzi's lazy body is full of motivation.

Then from the second day onwards, he drove the donkey cart to and from the county seat and Jiapigou every day, one trip a day, leaving early and returning late, rain or shine.

At that time, the county towns were all bungalows with dry toilets. Basically, every square residential area had one or two toilets.

Residents also often see a middle-aged man wearing rubber clothes and pants, with a shaggy beard, swinging a large dung spoon, scooping spoonfuls of dung soup from the cesspool, and pouring it into the donkey cart.

After filling it up, close the lid and drive away. The smell is definitely unstoppable, and everyone hides away.

Every time at this time, Zhang Ganzi would shout: What are you hiding, when you eat the vegetables in the dung soup, each one will be more fragrant than anyone else!

He was so angry that someone wanted to beat him, but when he saw the filth on his body, forget it, let's endure it.

When the dung water is brought back, it has to be mixed with black soil and fermented.

Of course, this work cannot be done in the village, otherwise, the entire Jiapigou will definitely stink.

So just outside the village to the southeast, a dung field was built, where the southeast wind rarely blows, so the smell could not spread to the village.

Don't look at Zhang Ganzi being despised outside, but in Jiapigou, his status has risen steadily. Everyone who farms understands the importance of fertilizers, so they all look at Zhang Ganzi.

Everyone greeted each other when they met: Yo, the general is back!

General, um, is the abbreviation of General Spoon, and Zhang Ganzi's new nickname.

Zhang Ganzi, who originally wished not to take a bath once a year, is now diligent. He has to wash it every day when he gets home. Otherwise, the smell will be so smoky that he can't stand it.

Everyone said: Dung soup can cure lazy disease.

Seeing this gratifying change, Liu Qingshan also specially made a simple shower facility and installed a pole next to his warehouse.

It is a large pocket made of plastic cloth, and the surface is painted with black paint, which is convenient to absorb the heat of the sun.

He threw the big bag on the lid of the warehouse, and a shower head came out. When Zhang Zhan came back every day, he took a hot bath, and his nose was almost bubbling.

It attracted the envy of many women in the village, because after all, they were not like those half-boys and big men who stripped naked by the river, thudded, jumped into the water and took a bath.

But asking them to go to Zhang Ganzi's bachelor's house to take a bath is absolutely impossible, so the one in Liu Qingshan's house is in short supply all day long.

Such a good thing, of course, I have to get one for my own home.

It's just that the shower head is not easy to get, otherwise, it is estimated that it will be popular in the village soon.

In the past few days, Liu Qingshan also worked with everyone every day, and it was the most tiring job in the countryside: working with big mud and removing big billets.

After they dig more than a meter deep into the ground, the black soil layer will disappear and turn into yellow clay, which is just used to mix the mud.

In the loess, add some crushed firewood, the best is to use wheat roe, that is, the shell that has been taken off from wheat, with wheat awns, and the shape is like a small fish.

Wheat has not been harvested this month, and even if it is harvested, there are not so many wheat roes.

The group plucked bales of hay from the meadows, cut them into inch pieces with a guillotine knife, and mixed them into the loess to increase the tension.

The adobe produced in this way is relatively strong and can withstand wind and rain.

When mixing with mud, many people wore knee-high boots and kicked hard in the mud so that they could be even.

Then with a large shovel,

Shovel up a shovel of muddy water, turn it back and forth, and finally save it into a big mud pile for later use.

It can't be used immediately, at least it has to be left overnight, the mud and water are mixed, and it can be used for de-baking.

There is also a special tool for de-blanking, a blank mold with only four frames nailed together.

Place the blank mold on the flat ground, hold the mud and pour it inside, smear the surface twice with a clay board, and then gently pull out the blank mold upwards.

Therefore, stripping can also be called blanking.

This job is definitely tiring and dirty. But everyone did a great job, because the greenhouse gave them hope they never had before.

At noon, Liu Qingshan came home with a set of mud ideas. Just as he was about to take a shower, he found the sound of rushing water in the simple enclosed shed.

He hurriedly leaned over the window and asked Shan Xing who was putting the table in the room. It turned out that the eldest sister was bathing inside.

So Liu Qingshan simply rinsed his hands and face, prepared to finish his meal, and went to the big natural bath for bubbles.

Now is August, the hottest season of the year, the river water is scorching hot, and bathing is the most comfortable.

Lunch is stewed beans, although there is no meat, but meat oil is put, the surface of the beans is oily with small oil bubbles, which is very appetizing.

As for the main food, it is also very good. When the beans are stewed, the big cake is steamed on it. This stuff is commonly known as bean quilt.

Especially the circle that sticks to the side of the pot, the golden pot rice is baked, and it is also dipped in vegetable soup, which is the most fragrant.

Liu Qingshan gave Sifeng and Shan Xing a piece of rice cakes each, and then called out to Gao Wenwen, who was sitting at the desk on the ground, Brother-in-law, it's time to eat!

Gao Wenxue reluctantly put down the pen in his hand, and while eating, he was still chattering, discussing the plot with Liu Qingshan.

Liu Qingshan is not good at writing concretely, but he has a wide range of ideas and really made a lot of suggestions.

The two were talking when they heard a timid voice: eldest brother-in-law, third brother, I have to go to school and go to university in the future.

It's Shan Xing, and the little guy has been listening to it, because she knows that this book was written to her by the eldest brother-in-law.

Liu Qingshan touched her little head, and broke a piece of cake with vegetable soup for her: Yes, our Shan Xing is the most ambitious and will definitely be admitted to the university.

Then I want to go to college with Shan Xing. The fourth youngest was also unwilling to be lonely and raised his little hand.

Then you have to study hard. In a few days, it will be the first grade.

Liu Qingshan looked at the two little girls dotingly, thinking in his heart: I have to go to the commune or county in a few days to buy two sets of stationery.

When the two little girls were full, they took their little hands to the garden, picked up some water barnyard grass and the like, put them in a small basket, and went to feed the sika deer.

They take care of this sika deer every day, and the injury has recovered well, and the two little girls are getting more and more affectionate.

But he was still not very friendly to Liu Qingshan. He greeted him with antlers when they met, and Liu Qingshan had to walk around it.

After finding a change of clothes and carrying it in a basket, Liu Qingshan went to the river to take a bath.

From the west end of the village to the east end of the village, the team expanded to more than a dozen people, all of them half-sized boys, and a few old men, all of whom did the work with the big mud all morning, because they rested in the afternoon, so to take a bath.

A few steps out of the village, there is a small bridge, through which a winding river flows, this river has no name.

Because it is a small tributary of the Songhua River, everyone calls it the Little Songjiang River.

These days, the river water is not polluted and the water quality is very clear. Because they follow the adults, the safety is guaranteed, so half the children all jumped into the water.

After washing and washing, I don't know who will pick the leader, so I start a water fight.

Or competition squatting in a big tank, which is also a very interesting project, that is, the whole body is submerged in the water, and the competition is who can hold his breath for a long time.

In addition, there is also a favorite game of half the children: the name cannot be verified, that is, on the railing of the small bridge, about two meters high, paste a piece of thin mud.

Then the little kids lined up and started peeing to see who could get the muddy piece off.

This game is a must for lads.

Brother Dajiang, come and play too.

The big head is real, and he is shouting at his uncle and brother Zhang Dajiang in the water.

Da Zhangluo, who was taking a bath, laughed out loud: Brother Da Jiang married a wife last year, and you put water guns in the bed every day, but you can't practice this.

This made Zhang Dajiang blushed: Uncle Zhang Luo, the older you get, the less serious you are.

Those half-elders who seemed to understand but also giggled, the river was full of joy.

Big head, help me touch some clams and scoops.

Seeing that there were many people, Liu Qingshan just called for help.

Clams grow in the sand at the bottom of the river. First, step on them with your feet. When you find that there is a hard object under your feet, you slam down and pick them up. Except for the pebbles, they are clams.

For these half-sized boys, this is not a problem. It is just like playing. Pick up one and throw it on the grass on the shore. After a while, it will be piled up into a hill.

This is still a small one, and they are thrown back into the water.

Liu Qingshan also had a childish innocence. This kind of childhood trick has not been played for many years, so he also touched the clams together.

When you grab a big one, just as soon as you lift it out of the water, there will be a jet of water that shoots to your face. This is a way for the clams to protect themselves. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com will shoot water.

The technology is a bit rusty, it turned out that it would not be sprayed, Liu Qingshan was sprayed on his face, and also caused the surrounding friends to laugh for a while.

Of course he didn't care, but found it interesting.

On the way back, after several trips back and forth, all the clams were brought home. A few people sat on the small bench and began to pick the clam meat.

People in the village generally don't eat this stuff, because it takes oil. If you don't put oil, the smell is too heavy.

The clams and scoops are all closed, and they can't be opened with hands at all, and they are easy to scratch. They must be exposed to the sun for a while. When the opening is slightly opened, the blade is inserted to cut off the adductor muscle, and then it is divided into two halves.

The meat at the foot of the axe is specially cut off, and then beaten with a hammer or a wooden stick, the beating is loosened, cut into thin slices, and it is lightly blanched in water, and it can be fried and eaten.

It is best to put some red dried chili, it is very enjoyable to eat.

In addition, this month is the breeding season for mussels. If they are female, there will be yellow children after breaking them apart. This tastes more fragrant, not much worse than crab yellow.

The three of them skillfully peeled the mussels, with Liu Caifeng and Shan Xing’er squatting beside them. They also helped to clean up the mussels and cut off the inedible parts.

Wow, what a beautiful little ball!

Suddenly, Xiao Caifeng cheered.

Liu Qingshan followed the reputation and couldn't help but feel refreshed.

I saw that on the fingertips of the little fourth child, a round bead about the size of a quail egg was pinched, and under the sunlight, it emitted a yellow halo.

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