Rebirth after the 1950s

Whatever you do, leave it to us.They also told us what they ate to satisfy their hunger when they were fighting with the army and had no food to eat.He also told us how to preserve these dishes and how to make them delicious.

When we heard this, we really felt how happy we were.Especially for me, I heard my grandfather mention it when I was young, but when he joined the army, the country was about to be liberated. What I heard most about was how he lived during the three years of natural disasters.I still remember that there were seven brothers in my grandfather’s family. Including my sister, the family was probably not eleven, but twelve. These are all adults, not counting the half-grown children, which is 20 even if you include them. The family lives on Grandpa's military subsidy, and no one is left behind.But there were still many families in the village where old men or girls left during that difficult time.

It's scary to think about it. Isn't this the last two years when I started to put a tight curse on them, saying that if they don't want to go hungry, they should look for food. As long as it is edible and not poisonous, they will be brought home.The key is that they also listen.

Children in this era know the value of food, and they also know the feeling of being hungry. In addition, when practicing martial arts, they eat more food and consume more food than ordinary people. Therefore, as long as they have time, they go out to either dig wild vegetables, hunt, or find food. After eating fruits for a few days, we almost knew everything about the two miles of nearby mountains and deep forests, and what was there.

In fact, not only a few of us wander up the mountain every afternoon, but children from nearby villages also wander around the mountain. However, when they see that we are better dressed than they are, and the children from the military compound are good at things, they don’t come forward very much. This also makes us feel uneasy. We really don’t know how to tell them. Besides, it’s not good to talk too much, whether it’s what’s going on in the military area or what they have in their backpacks.So when we see someone in front or elsewhere, we quickly get out of the way.

Tomorrow is the National Day, October [-]st. Sitting in the classroom, I heard that many students are going to watch the founding ceremony of the People's Republic of China.We were discussing this matter when we were in the mountains. The third brother wanted to go, but he was afraid that his parents would not agree because he was too young. Seeing his appearance, he planned to go secretly early tomorrow morning.

At this time, I happened to find a large piece of yam in front of me, so I said: "Third brother, I'm afraid your plan will be foiled."

"What do you mean, Mianmian, I didn't say anything, how did you know?"

"We know it too"

"You all know, okay, let's not talk anymore. It's okay if I don't go. But Mianmian, you just said, what does it mean to have gas in the abdomen?"

"Look, what is that?"

Three people saw "what" the place I was pointing to

"Come here and take a look, these are yam beans."

"We know this, haven't we eaten it before?"

"Mianmian, do you mean that this patch of vines is yam?" Sister Nan asked

"That's not the case. I heard Grandpa Wang mention it before. Yams grow in the ground."

"What are you talking about? Hurry up and dig," the fourth brother said

"The team digs quickly"

In this way, we dug and discussed there

"Mianmian, tell me, how long will it take to dig all these yams?"

"I don't know, but it's a holiday tomorrow and the day after. We'll get dry food here after dinner in the morning. In the afternoon, after mom and the others get off work, we can just turn around and take some back. We'll just dig out the rest slowly."

"It's okay, but I'm afraid that others will find out," the third brother said worriedly.

“This is easy to handle”

"When mom and others go to work in the morning, they can come over and take some to the city yard to put in," the fourth brother said.

"Fourth brother is right. This way we can dig more and don't have to worry about others finding out." I thought about it and said quickly.

"But how to preserve this?" Sister Nan asked

"This is simple, but a little more troublesome," I said

"Mianmian, just tell me what to do. It's better to be troublesome than hungry," said Sister Nan.

"Yes Mianmian" the third brother also said

“Just peel it, slice it and dry it”

"Isn't this very simple?" said the fourth brother

"You haven't heard me finish yet. I heard from Grandpa Wang that when the yam is peeled, there is a layer of sticky glue that makes your hands feel very itchy when you touch it."

"What should we do?" the fourth brother asked quickly

"This is simple. When the time comes, just sew it with a piece of cloth and put it on your hand." Sister Nan thought for a while and said

"Sister Nan Nan, this is a good idea."

Just like that, seeing that it was getting late, we quickly picked up some and put them in our backpacks with dry firewood on top, and then went back. Brother Bing who was standing at the door never paid attention, and we were all acquaintances.

Dad and Uncle Shen were both away from home recently. They had to go out on a mission. Mom was the only one at home. When she saw her coming back, she quickly whispered about the discovery of the yam.

"Okay, I understand this. I will bring a few sacks over there early tomorrow morning. Then I will tie them to the back seat of the car, take them over and put them in the yard next to the hospital. When I have nothing to do at noon, I can peel them and dry them in the sun."

"No mom, let's do it on Sunday"

"If you go, what will you do at home? You can't keep it in the woodshed or cellar all the time. Besides, you are not the only ones who know this thing is a yam."

After thinking about it for a while, I said "Okay"

In this way, we worked continuously for ten days before we finished digging the yams.

"Mianmian, what are you doing?" the fourth brother said when he saw where I was digging a hole.

"Fourth brother, I am planting yam beans."

"Why?" the third brother also asked

"Save it for next year or two years and come back to dig it, or let others dig it."

"Mianmian is right, we have dug so much, we have to leave some for others," Sister Nan said

"Okay," said the third brother, who also went over to dig a hole, and the fourth brother followed behind to plant some seeds.

After planting, I saw that there were still a lot of yam beans left, so I said, "Pick these yam beans too, and cook them at home."

"Yes, this is all food. You can't throw it here."

After ten days, I harvested [-] kilograms of yams alone. I almost ran out of room to store them at home. I thought about it and said, "I have to peel and dry the thick yams quickly. If I don't store them at home, something will happen sooner or later."

"Mianmian is right," Sister Nan said

"Then I won't go into the mountains after school tomorrow afternoon."

"No, if we suddenly don't go into the mountains, everyone must have some ideas," said the third brother

"What should we do?" asked the fourth brother

"Let's do it in the evening. After eating in the morning, if the weather is nice, we can dry it. In the afternoon, after school, we can put the yams in the house," I said.

“This method will work”

"Just like this, I worked two hours at night for ten days and a half. Even my father and the others joined in when they came back."

1 kilograms of yams, it is best to have four thousand kilograms of yams left, two