Chapter 103 Watching Movies

It is good to be young. After working as a cow several times a night, Wang Manyin wakes up in the morning as usual, with no sore waist or leg pain.

After washing his face, he was just carrying the wooden bucket to fetch water when he heard Xie Dongmei's voice from across the ditch.

Wang Manyin rushed into the cave and shouted: "Lanhua, don't be in a hurry to cook. Go and see what happened to Brother Qiusheng's house early in the morning. It seems that Dongmei's sister-in-law is quarreling and crying? They won't be arguing, right?" .”

It's not suitable for a big man to do this kind of thing.

"Oh, oh," Lan Hua didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly put down the firewood in her hand.

When Wang Manyin came back with two buckets of water, he saw that his mother-in-law and aunt had almost finished the meal.

Before he could ask, Lan Hua took the initiative to say, "It's not a quarrel. Sister-in-law Dongmei woke up to feed the chickens in the morning and found an old hen that was laying eggs dead, that's why she was crying."

Hearing this, Wang Manyin remained silent.

No one will be so sad when a native chicken dies in later generations.To put it bluntly, some people don't cry like this even when their own father is dead.

It's different now, chicken ass bank is not just talk.

Although an egg costs only a few cents, it is indispensable for farmers.Matches, salt, needles and threads at home, these daily necessities, are all picked out bit by bit from the chicken butt.

The death of a hen is equivalent to cutting off half of the daily source of income.

For the dilapidated situation of Wang Qiusheng's family, it was indeed not a small blow.

But he can't help with this kind of thing, he can only express his sympathy.

Wang Manyin originally thought that the death of Wang Qiusheng's native chicken was an exception, but he didn't expect that when he arrived at the construction site, he heard other villagers talking about the problems of the native chicken in recent days.

Chicken plague? !A word immediately popped into his mind.

This is not a joke. If no measures are taken, it is estimated that most of the local chickens in the village will die in just a few days.

Wang Manyin immediately went to Wang Lianshun to explain the situation, to see if there was anything he could do.

The other party spread his hand: "What can be done to prevent the plague? As long as one family in the village has a chicken with the plague, it will be too late for others to prevent it."

What Wang Lianshun said was based on experience.The spread of chicken plague is very fast, and it should have spread in the village. It is estimated that it will break out completely in two or three days at most.

Now there is no means of prevention for future generations, and nothing can be done except to wait.

However, there is an old-fashioned method in the village: feed the chickens Huanghualang or licorice.But in Wang Manyin's view, this is a bit of a mess.According to memory, every few years there will be a chicken plague in the village, causing heavy casualties every time.If it is useful, how can it be like this.

He also began to worry about a few native chickens in his family, wondering if he could carry them through.

What's more important is the space. If they die, it's equivalent to the waste of their hard work for nearly half a year.There is no way, he has to go in and out of the space every day to feed poultry and livestock, it is impossible to release them all to ruin the crops.

In short, Wang Manyin prepared for the worst.

When work was over in the evening, as soon as he got home, Mao Dan came over with a big bowl of chicken stewed potatoes.

"Uncle Man Yin, my mother will bring you a bowl of stewed chicken at home."

Wang Manyin quickly took it and poured it into his own bowl, and stuffed some candy for the little guy.

He was not surprised by this result.

A hen weighs two or three catties, which is rare meat, and no one would be willing to throw it away.

Well, there is one thing to say, the chicken tastes very fragrant.

As expected, in just three days, more than half of the chickens in the village died.

Many mothers-in-law and aunts stewed chicken with sad faces, and those ignorant children seemed very happy.

The whole village was filled with the smell of meat.

Even the three native chickens of Wang Manyin's family did not escape... Ever since she knew that there was a chicken plague in the village, Lan Hua would dig a lot of Huang Hualang and chop them up and feed them every day.

But while feeding and feeding, a native chicken began to excrete loose dung and kept turning around.

Seeing this guy's half-dead look, Wang Manyin cut the mess straight away.There are not many opportunities to eat chicken openly, so of course he must seize the opportunity.

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, don't let it suffer, just chop off the chicken's head with a click.

In the evening, I also ate delicious chicken at home.

The two were hiding in the cave dwelling, gnawing chicken bones, when they heard rhubarb barking suddenly from outside.

Wang Manyin hurried out, and under the moonlight, he saw a large group of people coming from the direction of the village.What's the situation?He was startled immediately.

"Man Yin, have you eaten yet?" At this moment, Wang Lianshun's voice sounded.

Wang Manyin hurriedly asked: "You are eating, Uncle Lian Shun, what are you doing, what happened?"

"It's okay! Let's go and watch the movie. The commune will play a movie tonight." Wang Lianshun said with a little excitement.

"Really? Who told it? Is the news accurate?" Hearing this, Wang Manyin was a little excited.

These days, people's lives are monotonous and lacking in culture, and watching movies is one of the most important entertainment activities, and there are a few plays in addition.

However, it is not easy to watch a movie in the countryside.

The predecessor ran around, but knew a little about the relevant situation.So far, there is only one film touring team in Yuanxi County.It consists of three people and a family of donkey carts, and the equipment is two [-]mm projectors and pedal generators.

There are nearly [-] communes in the county, and [-] to [-] villages. It will take at least a year for the projection team to tour all the communes and villages, excluding the busy farming weather.

What's more, the Shige Festival Commune is relatively far from the county seat, and the screening team is even more reluctant to come. It would be great to have one round every two years.

So as long as people hear that there is a movie playing somewhere, they will rush to see it no matter how far away it is, and it is not uncommon to travel dozens of miles.

The crowd was like rushing to a convention, and the scene was even more lively than New Year's Eve.

Of course, projectionists are also very popular these days.No matter where you go, you will be entertained with good wine and good food.

"It can't be fake. Gui Lian'er came back this afternoon to take Auntie to the movies." Wang Lianshun replied.

Naturally, Wang Manyin knew that Wang Guilian was the eldest daughter of Wang Lianshun's family, who married into Shigejie Village because of a marriage change.

There is no way, the Shigejie Commune is a poor and remote area, lacking water and land, and there are droughts in nine out of ten years.The local women want to marry abroad, but the foreign women refuse to marry.The ratio of male to female is out of balance, making it very difficult for school-age young people in various villages to find mothers-in-law and aunts.Because of this, the financial gifts in this area have always been much higher than other places.

Many families are waiting to marry a daughter-in-law, but they cannot afford the gift, so they can only solve it by exchanging relatives.

Not only two parties change relatives, but also three families change, which is also called turning around.Wang Manyin has also heard of an even more bizarre one—the exchange of five rings, that is, the exchange of women from five families.

Can't afford the gift, and there is no woman to change, either become the door-to-door son-in-law, or stay single all the time.

On the Loess Plateau, there are many bachelors who have never slept with a woman in their lives.

Guanzi Village is better, with a population of six or seven hundred and only a dozen bachelors.Shichuan Village on the opposite side of the mountain has a population of only about [-], and there are [-] bachelors.

And there is a miraculous phenomenon, many masters who sing Xintianyou are bachelors who have been playing for a lifetime.

Life is bitter, heart is even more bitter!

What they lack, the more they yearn for something, and sing out their hearts through venting.Thus, sour koji was born.Many lyrics are straightforward and rough, which makes people blush.

This is also the reason why Wang Manyin is always grateful to his old father-in-law's family.He didn't ask for a gift, but being willing to marry Lanhua to him, a bum, was a lifetime of kindness.

"You guys go first, I'll leave after eating!" Wang Manyin said.

There is still stewed chicken at home, so it's not too late to leave after eating.Usually before the movie is shown, there will be a speech.

"Man Yin, what's going on, I seem to have heard Uncle Lian Shun's voice just now." Seeing the man come back, Lan Hua asked aloud.

"Eat quickly, there will be a movie in the commune tonight, let's go early after eating."

"That's great, I haven't watched a movie for a few years..." Lan Hua was also very excited, but then dimmed: "Man Yin, you go, I will guard the house."

In her memory, the last time she watched a movie was two years ago.

Ever since the man told about the theft of the consignment point in Xiashan Village, Lan Hua has always been cautious.

Many people in the village are going to the movies tonight, what if they steal something.It is safer to stay alone at home.

"If there is anything to guard, just leave the rhubarb at home." Wang Manyin knew what her mother-in-law was worried about.But with rhubarb guarding the door, there shouldn't be any problems.

After the man's persuasion, Lan Hua finally nodded.

The two ate quickly, locked the kiln door, left Rhubarb to look after the house, and then rushed towards the Shigejie Commune.

Just walking halfway, I suddenly heard chattering voices behind me, which seemed to be the group of educated youths in the village.

Wang Manyin and Lan Hua waited for a while, and it turned out to be Liu Xiangyang and the others, still holding flashlights.

"Brother Wang, you watch movies too." Liu Xiangyang greeted warmly.

"Well, let's go together," Wang Manyin replied with a nod.

"Why don't our Guanzi Village invite a projection team to show a few movies?" At this time, the educated youth Shen Jinqin asked.

"The villagers have no money," Lan Hua replied.

"It costs money to show a movie. It's impossible for someone to stop and collect money for this kind of open-air movie?" Another educated youth asked in surprise.

"I don't collect money from individuals, but the wool comes from the sheep. The projection team comes to the village to show a movie, and it is not free. Generally, the fee is based on the head. Villages with less than 100 people charge eight yuan per night. Money, with a population of more than 38, 20 yuan a night. For a village of the size of Guanzi, it is estimated to cost [-] yuan." Wang Manyin explained to everyone in detail.

Although the money comes from the brigade, in the final analysis it is still counted on the farmers themselves and deducted at the end of the year when dividends are distributed.

It's just that it belongs to a large group now, so many people have the illusion that showing movies is free.

"Hey, showing a movie is worth a person's monthly salary." Originally, the educated youths wanted to give Wang Mandun some advice, and they would show movies in Guanzi Village for a few days.

Knowing this situation, they did not report any hope.

In this way, a group of people chatted and laughed, and soon rushed to Shigejie Commune.

There is no need to find someone to ask about the movie venue, just follow the mighty crowd.

It was already too late for them to calculate, and when they arrived at the wheat field, they only saw a mass of black heads.

Even the nearby trees and the tops of the straw stacks were full of people, and some children were simply lifted up on the shoulders of the adults.

(End of this chapter)

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