MTL - Accidentally born in the ’60s-Chapter 62

Locally, they first had to build a house at the selected youth site before they could call the educated youth there.

The hydrolysis plant is a large state-owned plant, occupying most of the towns in Beicha, and it has very rich funds. This time, they will not only build small trains to various youth points, but also use tractors to give each Young people have pulled a lot of bricks and cement so that they can build houses.

Originally, Mingbei thought he would be able to enjoy a few days of vacation after he got his diploma before going to the youth center. He didn’t expect that boys as big as him would be pulled to build houses in advance, so Mingbei could only go to the youth center every day. I set off before dawn, and didn't come back until it was dark. Within a week, Dabing's face was tired and he lost weight.

Mingbei has done a lot less work than children of the same age since he was a child. Before the age of ten, the family let him dig wild vegetables, drag a firewood, and help him when he was harvesting crops from the mountains. Picking some ears or something, Li Muwu and his wife are doing the farming.

After Zhen Zhen was born, she started to use her supernatural powers to grow crops. Every year when she was farming, Mrs. Li and Wang Sufen asked her to cook at home in order to prevent Osmanthus from seeing something wrong. Clean up the house and watch the children as an excuse to stay at home. When the crops were harvested, Zhen Zhen waved the potatoes and cabbage and turned them out of the ground by herself, and the wheat, sorghum, rice, etc. fell to the ground. At this time, Mrs. Li asked her family to help carry the grain down the mountain. .

Do, usually after harvesting the grain, the family not only loses weight but also gains two catties.

In this era, let alone eating big white steamed buns, there are people who are not full. Many sweet potato noodles are steamed dry and sincere. Although they are a bit throaty, they are very anti-hunger. After all, the small grains that are supplied every month can only be eaten by children or the elderly in the family. Generally, half-sized children like Mingbei will wait until the New Year to taste the taste of white noodles.

Old Li eats well. The boys are tall and have a lot of appetite. Mingbei has been going to school in Beicha all these years. He usually eats at home in the morning and evening, and brings a large aluminum Lunch box, I have never eaten outside. This time, when I went to the youth point to build a house, I had to endure hardship. I worked hard in the cold wind from morning to night. Cold wind, shivering, took a piece of sweet potato noodle dry food that was not hot and stuffed it into his mouth.

Mingbei also ate this kind of dry food in the first two years of natural disasters, and now it has been seven or eight years, and I can't swallow another mouthful of this kind of dry food. The house is not finished, and naturally there is no place to boil water. Now this cooking place is temporarily built with a stove and an iron pot is temporarily installed on it. Mingbei can only grab a clean snow and stuff it into his mouth. The neck swallowed the dry food of sweet potato noodles.

Every night when he gets home, Mingbei can devour half a pot of pancakes. Seeing that her youngest son was so hungry, Wang Sufen felt a little uncomfortable when she heard that he couldn't eat well at noon. After the whole family lay down at night, Wang Sufen sneaked into Mrs. Li's house and discussed with her if she could bring some food or something.

Old Mrs. Li rejected Wang Sufen, and the two sat on the small kang in the east side room. Mrs. Li lowered her voice and said, "Don't you know why our family has a good life? Don't talk about it now. You don't know what other people's family eats, that is, Mu Sen's family? Our family has had a good time these years, so we have been pampering our children a little bit, but you look at the 18-year-old boy in Mingbei, and he has grown up a bit. Does it look like it?"

Seeing that Wang Sufen was no longer in tears, Mrs. Li touched the cigarette bag and took a deep breath: "Actually, I think the trip to the countryside this time is very good, not too far from home. We can see each other once a month and a half, Mingbei can also go to hone his training and know what life is going on outside. Now our family relies on Zhen Zhen to eat and drink, but we can rely on For a lifetime? Zhen Zhen's abilities cannot be known to their brothers."

Holding up the tea jar on the kang head, Mrs. Li took a sip and continued: "Looking at the age of Mingnan and Mingbei to get married, the work of going up the mountain and farming will have to be paid for in the future. Give it to their brothers. At most, Zhen Zhen will make more grains, but they will have to do the farming themselves. If he doesn't learn to endure hardship now, how will he live in the future? When the time comes, let him dig out the ground in his own yard and plant it, and no one of us is allowed to help at that time."

Wang Sufen nodded and stuffed Mrs. Li with a cigarette leaf: "Mother said, I've been too used to their brothers these years."

Mr. Li sighed and shook her head slowly: "I don't blame you, I'm not used to them. Mainly because the years of natural disasters were too hard, waiting for the day If it's better, I won't see the child suffer. But I really didn't expect Ming Bei to be a little too uncountable. Look at how he dares to take a new pen for a broken seat. That pen is Ming Dong's first month's salary for him. I bought it, he is really mad at me." The more old Mrs. Li said, the more angry she became: "If it weren't for the fact that he was really tired these two days, I would have to smoke him three times a day."

Wang Sufen was also angry when she thought of this: "It's not that bad, Ming Bei is sometimes too outrageous, you show that Nan is about two years younger than him, but he is much more sensible."

"Don't look two years older, Mingnan looks like a big brother." Mrs. Li said with a smile on Mingnan's face: "I won't have any worries when I get married next year. It's a matter. It's Mingbei..." Mrs. Li frowned slightly: "I've been thinking about it for the past two days. It's not a bad thing to let him get married two years later. He will know what life is going to be like if he eats more and works hard. Now. I think he's used to being a little too lazy now. If you look at Zhang Defu's house in front of you, it's so lazy. We can't let the child be used to it. "

When Wang Sufen thought of Zhang Defu's scoundrel, she was frightened and nodded quickly: "My mother said, I listen to my mother."

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Young people have specialized masons to build houses, but young men as big as Mingbei can also help a lot. They carry baskets of bricks on their backs and are busy when they are resting. Sifting sand. After a full month of work, the house at Twelve Youth Point was finally built thanks to the hard work of these educated youths.

There are a total of seven large rooms in the youth site, the two in the middle are connected to the stove, the three in the east are for male educated youth, and the two in the west are for female educated youth, all of which are north-south On the big kang, each room has a special door, and they are not connected to each other.

When the house is built, the hydrolysis plant prepares the cart and pulls the educated youth to the youth point. Wang Sufen gritted her teeth and was stunned that she didn't bring any food for Ming Bei, but prepared him a thick bedding and daily necessities such as a water tank, a rice box, and an enamel washbasin.

When they built the house in the north of Ming Dynasty, they dragged a lot of firewood. Now it is convenient for the educated youth. They quickly chopped the firewood and lit the kang hole and stove. Most of the children in this group are children of the hydrolysis plant. They went to high school together for three years, and they are very familiar with each other. Before the room was allocated, they grabbed the bunk according to their usual preferences and spread the bedding. A large kang sleeps ten people, and a large kang in the north and south of the house has a full twenty people living together. These educated youths have never slept on such a large kang, and they are all excited.

The manager in charge of this youth spot is Li Mengwei, an employee of the hydrolysis plant office. He checked the houses one by one and saw that although these educated youths were robbed by himself, they were all very happy. If they didn't find any conflicts or disputes, let them go.

When it came to the girls, Li Mengwei called 40 girls together and asked, "Which one of you is better at cooking?" In this era, many girls usually help their families cook in addition to school. Fan was cleaning up the house to look at his younger siblings, so most of them raised their hands, and only seven or eight looked squeamishly and bowed their heads without saying a word.

Li Mengwei picked out eight neat-looking girls, asked their names, and ticked on the roster he brought: "In the future, you will be responsible for the meals for this young man. This week The food and vegetables have been put in the kitchen, you go to cook now, and when you have eaten, we have to have a meeting together."

Several female educated youths couldn't help but secretly rejoice when they heard the words. In this day when the north wind is howling, it's hard to walk, not to mention working outside. Although cooking in the kitchen has to touch cold water or something, at least the wind can't blow and the snow can't suppress it. In comparison, this job is much more comfortable.

In the kitchen, dozens of sacks of potatoes, cabbage, radishes, kelp and more than ten bags of rough rice noodles were piled up. There was no oil and no onions, **** and garlic. A female educated youth came over with a bag of potatoes and said Sentence: "Today at noon, kelp stewed with potatoes, this will taste better soon." Anyway, on these few things, other people didn't have any opinion. They immediately divided the work, some started to stick pancakes with noodles, and some squatted on the ground to peel potatoes.

For the lunch of a hundred people, these eight girls were busy for an hour or so before cooking. Although there was only one dish, the potatoes alone cut half a sack, and the tired fingers pain.

Mingbei was allocated a bowl of vegetables and four large pancakes. He brought it back to the house, sat on the edge of the kang and ate a bite of the vegetables. He didn’t say a little bit of oil, even salt. Little, I don't know if the kelp was not washed or what was going on, it exuded a strong earthy smell, so smoked that Ming Beihang couldn't spit it out.

With a piece of kelp in his mouth, Mingbei looked around with a bitter face, but found that the other educated youths were basically eating vegetables, as if they didn't find it unpalatable. Mingbei swallowed the kelp in his mouth, bumped his elbow against the classmate next to him, and asked in a low voice, "Zhou Qiang, don't you think the food is bad? Look, there is no oil or water at all."

Zhou Qiang looked at him blankly: "But not all dishes at home are oiled."

Mingbei was stunned for a while, remembering that he often put oil in his cooking or dumplings, not to mention that Zhen Zhen sometimes eats spicy shrimp, boiled fish, etc. With half a pot of oil, is there a shortage of hard to beat this stuff?

Mingbei put a potato in his mouth, and asked Zhou Qiang with some incomprehension: "Why don't you have enough oil for your family? Don't you grow soybeans and squeeze oil yourself?"

Zhou Qiang took a bite of the big pancake and said vaguely: "There are so many fields in total, and the soybeans that are grown are not enough for anything. My mother only pours soybean grains when cooking. Big oil droplets." He took another sip of the dish into his mouth, turned his head and asked Mingbei, "Why, do you have enough oil for your family?"

Although Mingbei is stupid, he was taught by Mrs. Li since he was a child that he should not talk about his family affairs, let alone reveal his family background, so he immediately shook his head: "Not enough to eat, I still I thought we could eat better here than at home."

Zhou Qiang gave him a sneering look: "You are dreaming." He looked around and said in a low voice, "We are here for work, not for enjoyment."

Mingbei didn't say anything. Seeing that someone who was eating fast was almost finished, he stopped talking, closed his eyes and ate all the dishes with a big pancake. He went out to wash with the tub, and came back to sit on the kang in a daze.

Li Mengwei did not give these educated youths more rest. When he saw that everyone had finished eating, he gathered all the educated youths together. Because there were too many people, no room could fit it. The educated youths had to take off their shoes and sit cross-legged on the kang. The educated youths sat next to each other. Li Mengwei almost retreated to the door before standing firm.

"Let me talk about the rules of our youth." Li Mengwei opened a notebook and said aloud: "Today, everyone will arrive on the first day, and the factory will let everyone adapt to the temporary arrangement of work, from tomorrow At the beginning, our youth station implemented the work point system, and the work points were different for different jobs. For a job like dragging wood in the mountains, there were eight work points a day totaling two cents, six and a half work points like cooking at home cost seven cents, and the rest There are also seven work points and seven and a half work points, which are recorded according to the amount of work everyone does. You can choose what kind of work you do, but you can eat later, but from tomorrow onwards, you will start to use meal tickets, and the meal tickets will be used with the money you earn. Buy it from me. Of course you can work for less money or lie down in the house, but don't blame me for not feeding you when you're hungry."

The educated youth came to the youth point to build a house in advance. After consultation in the factory, the settlement was uniformed according to eight work points a day. After a while, everyone who ordered my name came to me to get the money. Today’s cooking is also recorded according to six and a half work points. , from tomorrow onwards, you can choose your own division of labor.”

Carrying bricks in the north wind, he felt that his work was much harder than his father carrying sacks in the grain depot. How could his father earn more than 40 yuan a month, while he was only 6 yuan?

When Ming Bei was feeling a little confused, Wang Zehai, who was sleeping on the opposite kang, took out a notebook and a beautiful pen from his bag to record something.

Mingbei looked at the hero brand pen with red eyes, Mingdong earned fifty-two dollars in the first month of work, he bought things for the whole family, Mingxi, Mingnan , Mingbei is a hero brand pen worth eight yuan. Mingxi's pen was taken to the army by him, Mingnan's is still in use, and he uses it to write a diary every night, only his own...

I worked hard for a month to earn money from bricks, but I couldn't buy a pen, but I changed a seat with a pen. Ming Bei's heart was both regretful and annoyed, and he wanted to give himself two slaps. Now he felt that what he did not only blinded Ming Dong's heart in vain, but also was a little too poor at living. I don't blame the family for this. angry. Mingbei lowered his head and put his earned money into his close pockets in a dejected manner. For the first time, he felt a little confused.

Because of the six dollars, Mingbei rolled on the opposite side for a long time at night before falling asleep in a daze. As soon as the next morning, Li Mengwei knocked on the door of every house to wake everyone up.

Breakfast is one person, one bowl of porridge and two large pancakes. It will be billed first, and the work points will be deducted directly at the end of the month. Mingbei stared blankly after eating breakfast, and when he just regained his spirits, Li Mengwei had already urged the educated youth to go up the mountain.

Because the educated youth will open up wasteland and farm land by themselves in the spring of the coming year, so when building the educated youth spot, a flat place was chosen, which is slightly farther away from the Korean pine forest. Each of Li Mengwei handed out an axe and led the way up the mountain. Now that the twelfth lunar month is approaching, it is the coldest time. The road leading to the Korean pine forest is covered with thick snow, and the educated youths have walked almost two miles for a distance of ten miles. It took me an hour to get to the mountain.

Li Mengwei waved his hand, called everyone to his side, and tried his best to shout with the loudest voice: "We need to find that kind of small tree with a diameter of about fifteen centimeters, and cut it down. In the future, I will carry it back to the youth point, and each person will receive work points according to the number of cuts."

As soon as the voice fell, all the people were bitter, let's not talk about the other side, it takes almost two hours to walk back on foot, and I have to carry the wood, how can I think this task is impossible . Ming Bei was dragging firewood from the mountains as a child, and he had some experience in carrying wood. He patted the birch tree next to him, and couldn't help but ask, "Why do you want such a small trunk? If you don't make enough furniture, it will be wasted as firewood."

Li Mengwei glanced at him and explained patiently: "When we use the tractor to pull the wood, we need to use small rods to fix the wood around to prevent the wood from rolling off the car, so everyone mission is very important.”

"Do you have to cut down trees here all year round?" Seeing that Mingbei's question was not answered, Wang Qiang also asked a question.

Li Mengwei glanced at him, then explained patiently: "This winter there is nothing else to do, so I will let you chop wood, and after the spring, plant pine trees and open up wasteland, A lot of work is waiting for you. Well, hurry up and work now, if you can't complete the task, you will have to deduct work points."

As soon as the work points are deducted, these educated youths are anxious. With such a low salary for a month, they don’t know if they are enough to eat.

Mingbei was chopping down trees on the mountain, Wang Sufen was somewhat worried at home, she walked around the kitchen a few times, and couldn't help asking Mrs. Li again: "Mother, we won't give Mingbei Bring something to eat, can you bring some pickles or something, so that you can have a good meal."

Mr. Li nodded helplessly: "It's okay to bring some pickles, but let's agree, if he wants steamed bread, biscuits, etc., he is not allowed to get them. They are not all educated youths. Is it to earn salary or something? Let him have the money to buy it himself. If you don't make money, you don't know how hard it is to make money. Hmph, I gave away all the pens for the sake of a broken position..." When Mrs. Li thought of the pen, her heart ached and she held the cigarette bag. The pot knocked on the edge of the kang angrily, feeling that this was particularly disturbing.

When Wang Sufen heard the pen, she immediately threw out the thought of wanting to fry some pork sauce for Mingbei, and immediately echoed: "It's not bad, let him buy it himself, wait I don't give him anything to eat when I get home, I just let him eat big scum porridge."

Mrs. Li was half-smoothed by this sentence. She smiled and threw the cigarette bag pot on the kang. Only then did she realize that the room was quiet, and she immediately rubbed with a headache. Head: "When did Zhen Zhen run out again?"

Wang Sufen tried her best to recall: "I left after breakfast, and said to show Mingnan's wedding dress."

"Oh, this girl in my family is really a worry." Mrs. Li shook her head: "She has to mix things up, how old is she."

Zhen Zhen was queuing up at the Renmin Road shopping mall in the imperial capital at this time. This era is very busy all year round, but during the Chinese New Year, it is a little more leisurely and various materials are more abundant. Each household also has some spare money, so there are many people who come to the mall to buy things.

Zhen Zhen touched the money and all kinds of messy tickets in her pocket, looked around at the things on the shelves, and planned what to buy back. In the past few years, well-known people in the mountains have occasionally asked Zhen Zhen to help buy some meat or food, and they all gave money and bills according to the price. Zhen Zhen has saved a lot of things over the years.

Cha's supply and marketing cooperatives also have them, but they can't always grab it because the colors are not bright.

There are all kinds of woolen fabrics in the Zhen Zhen space, so she is looking at summer clothes and clothes, and it happens that there are not many of them at this time, and when they line up to Zhen Zhen, There are plenty of summer clothes in the counter. At this time, it was only a few years after the sport started, and when the limelight was still high, the clothing materials were still mainly blue, basket, and gray, and there were few bright colors.

Zhen Zhen glanced at her consciousness, and the appearance of all the clothes came into her mind. She ordered at the counter and said to the waiter, "I just saw a red and dark flower material underneath, can you show it to me?"

Zhen Zhen shook it off, stretched it open and took a look, this piece is a piece of material specially used for newcomers, although the pattern of the dark flower on it is the word double happiness, which does not quite match Zhen Zhen's aesthetics, but Much better than the plain ones above. Zhen Zhen put down the cloth and said crisply: "Please bring me three feet, and the red towel, red bed sheet, and red pillow towel over there for me to get two each."

The waiter looked up at her and asked, "Did you bring money and cloth tickets? Does your family know that you came out to buy cloth?"

"I know!" Zhen Zhen smiled sweetly: "My mother helps my brother make the quilt at home, and can't go out."

The waiter handed the ticket to Zhen Zhen and couldn't help but mumble: "It's a big heart to be a parent for such a big thing to be done by a child." She saw that Zhen Zhen was nothing In response, he couldn't help but say: "Nowadays, people are wearing military uniforms when they get married. This red dress material has not been sold for three years. Are you sure you want to buy it?"

Zhen Zhen looked at the other colors and nodded firmly.

After paying the money, Zhen Zhen took a big paper bag and walked out, and when she turned into a small alley, when there was no one on either side, she quickly carried her things into the space and chose the same The woolen materials are put together. Seeing that it was still early, she was not in a hurry to go home, but appeared at the foot of the mountain in the suburbs.

Crossing the hidden and narrow path, Zhen Zhen came to the place where everyone was hiding, this is the best time of day for the sun, although the temperature is a little low, everyone came out of the mansion Now, one is to bask in the sun, and the other can also move the waist. Peking Opera master Xie Shurang and his senior sister Yan Baozhu stood next to the mansion and sang "A Dream in the Garden".

Seeing Zhen Zhen coming, everyone gathered around and laughed and said, "You are here, I haven't seen you for half a month."

Zhen Zhen rubbed her face and said with a smile: "My third brother is getting married next year, and the family is busy with his business, so sometimes I have to follow along."

At this dull time, everyone's eyes lit up when they heard the happy event of marriage: "This is a big happy event, it should be a gift, but we don't have anything worth taking out now. "

Zhen Zhen said with a smile: "You guys say a hundred years of friendship is the best gift, if you give something away, it's vulgar."

Su Weiran, the master of painting and calligraphy, said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "I originally wanted to give you a painting as a gift, but you said it was customary to give something, so I just hid it and didn't give it."

Zhen Zhen was anxious when she heard it, Su Weiran is a national treasure-level painting master. In later generations, his works were sold for hundreds of millions at auctions. Such gifts must be accepted. She immediately stood over and put her hands together in a gesture of begging: "The vulgar is the elegant, so sometimes it's better for us to be vulgar. Teacher Su, do you think that the painting you sent me is more suitable?"

Su Weiran was amused by Zhen Zhen's flattering appearance, he walked into the house with Zhen Zhen and said, "Recently, I painted a painting "The Elegant Residence in the Mountains", and the painting is here. The scene is just right for you."

Zhen Zhen couldn't wait to nod her head and follow: "Then I have to see if there is me."

The study on the second floor has always been shared by several people, but because he stayed here the longest, he had the most books and papers. Su Weiran put the half-read book on the bookshelf and couldn't help but ask, "Is there anything in the newspaper about forgetting to win the Nobel Prize?"

Zhen Zhen shook her head: "I have been paying attention to this news recently, but no major newspapers mentioned it."

Su Weiran sat in the chair thoughtfully: "It is estimated that the results of whether to announce this matter have not been discussed yet."