Chapter 1368 [1367] Quarrel (4000)

Whether it is the village where she is or Zhenzhuang Village, it seems that Wang, Zhang, Li, and Zhao are all big surnames in the village, and they are worthy of being the top four surnames in the Baijia surname. This boy is thin and tall, at most 1.3 meters, and the others look 1.5 meters long, but they are not nutritious. The good relationship looks scary.

This child is quite kind and can care for her new arrival. Ding Wei shook her head friendly.

"Thank you, Zhang Song, I can barely follow me. It's okay, I'll be able to follow me for a few more days. If I can't, it's not too late for you to teach me again."

Zhang Song smiled shyly: "Do you still know my name?"

"You are the desk next to me. I will remember it when the teacher asks you in class!"

Then they went back to the classroom together. Not long after they sat down, Chen Xiumin came over, holding the rubber band she gave to her and stuffed it into her hand.

"Ding Wei, I really have it. You don't have to be so polite. I'd better give it to you, right?"

She was not rewarded without any merits, and she was not willing to force her to do anything else. She smiled and nodded: "Okay, it's okay."

I felt a sense of loss in my heart, and I felt that she was too disgusting with me, but when I thought about it carefully, I met her for no reason on the first day. She was so enthusiastic about her and was afraid that she was really afraid, so she sighed and put away the rubber band.

In this era, schools had no boiled water to drink. The schools also pressed water wells and had large water tanks. Whoever was thirsty would go and scoop it to drink. Although this was not very hygienic, the well water was sweet and refreshing, and it was warm in winter and cool in summer. This was how this generation came here.

She didn't have a cup of water to use, but she made a small gourd water scoop. When she was thirsty, she went to the water well and ran into someone who pressed water. She took a small scoop and drank it. It instantly made her heart feel cold and quenched her thirst.

My mother gives her 50 cents to make pocket money every week, but she never spends money randomly, saves all of it and hides it in her own place.

The school is close to home, and after four classes, the children are rushing to home. There is nothing they can do, they are hungry, and they are not cooking at their own home during the busy farming season.

On the surface, she ate the portion of her grandparents. In fact, her mother also subsidized her grandparents, so she would definitely not let her eat and drink for free here.

After the eldest uncle and the second uncle got married, grandparents and grandparents separated from them. Although they still lived in the same yard, they all had their own food. The old couple couldn't eat their own food, and they had no shame to come and eat their grandparents. The eldest and second concubines could not be said to be bad, but they could not be said to be good. After all, there are a lot of children in each family to support, and grandparents would not take advantage of them.

But after all, the daughter-in-law is separated from her parents-in-law. Zhao Qingqing didn't say in front of these sisters-in-laws about her parents' affairs, after all, she didn't eat in the same pot, but every time Ding Wei came home, they would subconsciously close the door of their own kitchen, as if she was afraid that she would eat them.

It's not that she is sensitive. She often sees the eyes of the two girls with naked disgust and irritability. The reason is self-evident, for fear that if she eats the old couple's meal, they will not have enough food at that time and will ask them for it.

How good is the relationship between this sister-in-law and her sister-in-law? The parents raised their children and never ate them together after they were separated. Even during the Chinese New Year, they just brought a bowl of dumplings. They were done. They never said to invite their parents to have a reunion dinner together. But they had to calculate who has more family members, who has less family members, how much they eat, how much they take, and who has the advantage. So when they have more calculations, the Chinese New Year is even more deserted than daily life.

My mother was angry, but she couldn't say anything to her sister-in-law. So, even if she brought something to her, she would repeatedly tell her parents not to give these things to their grandchildren. However, this was all indifferent. As soon as she left, her daughter-in-law urged her to eat and drink.

Now that she lives with her grandparents, she must be both annoying and unhappy in their eyes. She can understand this feeling too much.

They have all been daughters-in-law, especially when there are many sons and they live in the same yard, there will be more conflicts.

If she hadn't had to come here to go to school, she wouldn't have caused so much trouble to her grandparents. So Ding Wei was very sensible. When she saw that the meal was not ready, she asked her grandparents to rest. She cooked and she wouldn't have the chance to show off her skills at her own home, because her quick mother always despised her from the intrusion and never gave her a chance.

Even the fire burned, he asked his brother to fuck him, saying that his daughter's skin was tender and she was afraid of being burned by the fire, so she really did almost nothing at home. Even her father said that she was almost spoiled as a lady from a wealthy family, and her mother stared back at the sight of her.

My grandparents had just come back from the field. They soaked sorghum rice in the morning, cooked sorghum rice at noon, and washed two potatoes. It seemed that they wanted to fry potatoes.

She cleaned the iron pot and poured the small basin of soaking sorghum rice into the iron pot, poured the soup and rice into the iron pot, and then started to cook on a high heat.

Then he peeled the potatoes clean, grind them on the edge of the water tank with a knife that was large for her, and then began to slowly cut the potatoes.

"Vivi, let my mother come? Stop cutting your hands."

"It's okay, I'm careful, it's just not good. Don't dislike it when you and your grandfather eat."

"Silly daughter, it's great if you can cook, what's the point of not being disgusted?"

The mother-in-law peeled some garlic and took another dried red pepper. The old couple was not old enough to eat anything, so they could eat both chili and garlic.

After cutting the two potatoes, soaked them in water to clear the starch. After the peppers and garlic were cut, she squatted down and continued to burn the fire. She also talked about school affairs to her grandparents. Her grandfather knew how to read, but after all, she was still the captain. She often sent letters of introduction to people and asked her a few arithmetics. After getting the accurate answer, she praised her.

"Zhong, this granddaughter is not a good person. Only by studying hard can you have a future."

After the sorghum is cooked, use a colander to remove the rice separately, and then serve the remaining soup in a basin.

After the pot was clean, she started to fry shredded potatoes. Considering the old couple's teeth, she fried the noodles with more noodles. After the shredded potatoes were fried, my grandfather took out the pickled ginger and cut them into shreds and stir-fry them with red peppers. This way the two dishes were just fine.

Sorghum rice is not delicious, so if this dish has no taste, it will be like chewing wax. Now with spicy and sour dishes, the rice is not that bad. After eating, you can still drink a bowl of sorghum soup. It feels so good to have a full meal.

The habit that my grandparents have developed for many years is to walk a hundred steps after a meal and live to ninety-nine.

Ding Wei asked them to go for a walk, and she cleaned the pots, pans and other pots at home. Then she went to the well to carry four and a half buckets of water, filling the water tank at home. She couldn't carry a bucket of water, and was not used to using a shoulder pole, so she carried it with her hand and slowly moved it home.

Grandma saw her carrying water from a distance, and walked back quickly with her grandfather, chatting about her.

"Who asked you to do this? It's very convenient for your grandfather to use a cart to pull it."

She wiped the sweat from her forehead and said nothing.

"I'm here to honor your two elders for my mother. With me here, you can rest. After a while, you come back from work and your clothes are soaked directly. I'll wash them, Ang!"

After a short break, Ding Wei went to school again. There were three classes in the afternoon. The music class was to learn singing with the teacher, the physical education class was to play on the playground, and the labor class was to clean the campus. Because the hygiene of the entire school required children to do it, it would be meaningless if they were not given art class. There was no brush or drawing paper, so they simply didn’t attend.

All of them are the main subjects in the morning, including Chinese arithmetic and common sense. Common sense classes are some common sense in nature and life, which are considered to be particularly expanded classes.

In this era, education cannot keep up with it, so there are naturally few subjects. Children learn from teachers in school, and common sense can also teach the principles of being a human being. In other words, ideological and moral courses, covering too much content, and are uniformly summarized in "Common Knowledge".

Chinese is about learning pinyin, writing, recognizing words, and mathematics is about calculating numbers. It is simple enough to be simple. Even the knowledge points of the fifth grade are not as difficult as those of the third grade of elementary school in later years.

Only education in this era can be called happy education.

It took only one day to make several friends. Perhaps because of her good personality and good looks, she has a good relationship with her. Not only is she protected her male classmates, but also very friendly. Unlike when she was an ugly girl, no one paid attention to her.

She is also considered an old fairy who has experienced N years of life. She can see if she doesn’t say anything. At least anyone who is sincere to her or who is just a superficial one can still understand it.

What's more, the children in this era are much simpler, but they are not as obsessed as those in later generations. Because everyone's living conditions are similar, there is no interest relationship, and there is no way to talk about jealousy. And fighting between children is common. Her psychological age is older than them, so how could she really care about these things?

After returning home from school, the children hurried home with their schoolbags on their backs. They all had to work in the fields. Even if they didn't work, they had to pick up firewood. Ding Wei followed her cousin and her cousin to pick up firewood in the woods on the river beach.

Because in this era, there is mainly firewood to cook, and there is coal, but the quantity is limited. Every household wants to save the winter, so when the weather is good, they use firewood to burn it, which causes insufficient supply of firewood. Fortunately, farmers are the most diligent, and there are trees planted everywhere in the fields. As long as you don’t feel tired and run a little further, you can still pick up ten or eight kilograms every day.

These firewood are all small firewood, and big firewood needs to be cut down to obtain it. They are all public property, and no one dares to make the idea of ​​big trees.

It’s already very good to pick up the branches and dried leaves that fall on the ground and go home.

Like sesame rods and rape rods are also good materials for attracting fire, but they are all used by the production team.

Straw and wheat straw can be used as woven products, corn poles can be used as green storage for livestock, and sweet potato leaves are even more precious. As long as someone has no vegetables or does not have enough vegetables for the production team, the sweet potato leaves can be used to cushion for a few days.

Otherwise, children in this era would feel disgusting when they see sweet potatoes, because they eat too much, they steamed, cooked, dried, ground into powder and stewed, and tried all kinds of ways to eat them. However, no one is willing to make trouble with the fried or fried oil. The most convenient way is to steam them in a pot. When the green and yellow food is not combined, it is normal to eat several meals.

But unexpectedly, when she returned home with firewood on her back, she watched her mother sitting blankly at the door of the kitchen, wiping her tears from time to time.

Ding Wei hurried over: "Mom, why are you here? Your eyes are still so red, are you quarreling with my dad?"

Zhao Qingqing seemed to remember something wronged, and tears suddenly came out. Ding Wei felt ache and put down the firewood, without asking what happened. Anyway, there is no quarrel between the couple. Her mother is pretty good. She has no relationship with her mother. At most, her father will be offended and offended her mother.

Ding Wei poured a bowl of hot water for Zhao Qingqing, "Mom, drink water first, I will live some noodles, roll out noodles to eat in the evening. I just picked some wild vegetables outside."

The noodles are definitely not white noodles, but messy noodles such as buckwheat noodles, buckwheat noodles, sweet potato noodles, etc. are mixed together. If the ratio is well matched, it will be molded. If the combination is not good, it will be a mess. However, they just have the characteristics of a muddy noodles, so no matter what they make, it is true to eat a full stomach. She can rely on her age and adults will not care about this, and boldly try various ways to eat it.

She planted green onions and coriander in the yard. She peeled off some and washed them and cut them into pieces and marinated them with salt and vinegar. After a while, the noodles were cooked. Pour this into the pot. It was the best seasoning, and you didn’t even need to put oil. Of course, she was reluctant to put it in. She had already eaten a plate of fried potatoes at noon, which was made of meat oil, so you could save it at night.

The noodles for rolling noodles should be harder. If they are soft, they will easily stick and will not form. However, hard noodles also mean that it is hard to roll them. Fortunately, my mother helps.

When grandparents came back, the noodles had been rolled out and they were carrying firewood. No wonder they came back so late.

When Zhao Qingqing came home, her brother and sister-in-law must ask a few questions. She said nothing, just said: "Come and see Vivi,"

When I returned to the house, my grandparents saw her like this and knew: "Is the couple angry?"

Mom was silent, and Ding Wei knew that she was here, so mom might be embarrassed to say it, and grandfather sighed.

"It's so old and so arrogant. You don't know what your man looks like? He doesn't smoke or drink. He is busy making money every day. When he is in trouble, he still remembers to send us food. This son-in-law is OK, don't be unsatisfied. You have to quarrel before you can stay calm? Can the boss send a letter to the army?"

Although my mother was silent and silent, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes from time to time. When my grandfather said this, she seemed even more aggrieved, and her words were filled with tremolo.

"Well, I'm writing. In Shandong Province, everything is pretty good. Although the training is hard, he can persist and his performance is outstanding. Because he is a junior high school graduate, the allowance is ten yuan per month, which is four yuan higher than that of ordinary soldiers!"

Ding Wei was surprised. There was such a good thing? Why didn’t she know? It seems that this era of fiction is different. She values ​​education very much.
Chapter completed!