Reborn in the fiery age, I am a salted fish in the mountains

If it's normal.

As a commune cadre, how could Wang Yongqiang tolerate a mere farmer in the production team talking to him like this?

Not to mention that you have to quarrel with the other party to be ugly, but let the other party apologize to you, that is definitely something you have to fight for.

After all, the district officer's face still needs to be maintained.

But this time period is too sensitive.

Therefore, Wang Yongqiang, who still had important tasks to complete and knew that at such critical junctures, he must not be sidelined, didn't care about Han Xiaokang, but turned around and went to the countryside to work in silence.

When Wang Yongqiang walked away, Fu Hongying quickly ate up the remaining tofu in the 6-inch plate.

Then he took out his handkerchief, wiped his mouth very elegantly, and walked slowly to the door of the catering service agency.

Han Xiaokang lowered his head and was busy pouring the hot steamed vegetables into the basin he brought.

So I didn't see Fu Hongying whose lower lip had been wiped clean, but there was still a small amount of oil on her upper lip.

"Ahem, yo, student Xiaokang, is there a distinguished guest at your house?"

Fu Hongying seemed to have just discovered Han Xiaokang, and stood beside Han Xiaokang in surprise, "Bring so many hard dishes to go back, it seems that there are quite a few guests from your house, right?"

Han Xiaokang was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head, "Oh, so it's you, no, it's not a visitor at home, just a few friends to eat casually."

"Then you won't go into the mountain today?" Fu Hongying asked.

Han Xiaokang looked up at the sky, then shook his head, "No, it's too late."

"Then you... come to my house after I get off work?"

Fu Hongying glanced at the staff of the catering service agency who turned around and went back to work, and after making sure that there was no one else within 1 meter, she said in a low voice, "The light bulb in my house is broken, and I don't know how to change it. Tonight, my parents, My sister is not at home. Can you help me out?"

If there is no one in her family, there is no one. Who doesn't occasionally go out to visit relatives or something?
But why did Fu Hongying insist on emphasizing this point?

Wait for a woman who lives alone, ask a handsome guy to go to her house to help change the light bulb?

This plot seems a bit familiar.
The revitalization area is currently not powered.

However, some villages near the streets in the neighboring districts have already connected the wires and installed electric lights to the households.

Just waiting for a certain important festival, when the leaders of the county and the district will appear in front of the main gate of the district power supply station with little red flowers on their chests.

Sit in rows and talk farts.

According to the order of hierarchy, let’s go forward and say, “Electricity has a huge role in promoting industrial and agricultural construction, how can it improve the quality of life of the masses with bright electric lights” and so on.

After everyone had finished speaking, they put on a friendly smile on their faces, and closed the switch hand in hand.

"Crack——" there was a sound, the flames splashed in all directions, and the arc was dazzling.

Thousands of shares of electricity, which are not cheap for ordinary members of the production team, will flood into thousands of households in an instant, bringing light to everyone.

Using electric lights is definitely better than using kerosene lamps!

At least this thing is clean and clean, and it won't blacken the roof beams and walls of the house with smoked black paint.

Those members of the production team near the streets of Zhenxing District, on the one hand, are concerned about the cost of installing electric lights, and on the other hand, they are complacent because they are close to the water and get the moon first: Do you know about the electric lights?
Click, light up.

With a click and a pull, it went off again.

There is no need to wipe matches at all, and it is very comfortable to find a kerosene lamp.
Since some people are bragging and showing off there, others can't tear it down, or they won't be good relatives in the future.

So those who listen will add a sentence: Using electric lights, it must be very expensive, right?

"Expensive? The public will not consider this? As the masses, we must be able to get the care and care of our superiors. Rest assured, the electricity bill is only 2 or 3 yuan a month. I heard that after the new reservoir is repaired, our The price of electricity will not increase for 20 years.”

2 or 3 yuan, not expensive?

The person who listened to the other party's bragging was stunned: I use kerosene lamps for my own home, so the cost of buying kerosene is 6 to 7 cents a month.

Just because of the big guys, as long as they can be seen at home, they are usually reluctant to light kerosene lamps.

Therefore, when they use kerosene every month, they are generally very economical, and they don't spend a few cents.

But the lights are different!

This thing is clean and bright, but no matter who does not use electricity at home, the monthly "line loss" must be paid for.

If 1 kilowatt-hour of electricity is 1 cents and 9 cents, but the final settlement is settled, the electrician in the village will apportion all the power lost on the line.

so,

In the end, the price of electricity used by members of the production team can generally reach 2 cents, or even 3 cents per kilowatt-hour.

It's more expensive, anyway, as long as people can see it, they won't turn on the light.

This thing is only suitable for use when it is really invisible.Or when relatives from the mountains come to the family, the lights will be brightly lit when they show off in front of them.

Spend some money, buy a pride, but it's worth it.

The first batch of commune members who had access to electric lights naturally had a sense of superiority in front of their relatives who had not yet had electricity:

"Crack——" lights up.

"Crack——" went out again.

Then "click——", the pull rope on the switch broke.
Han Xiaokang accompanied Chen Xiaoduan, Chen Wei, and Jiang Yue Jiangtao after dinner, taking advantage of the hazy moonlight, slowly walked outside the courtyard wall of Fu Hongying's house.

Today is too late to enter the mountain.

The two brothers Jiang Yue and Jiang Tao had to make do with Chen Xiaoduan's house, and Chang Longqing's house was not far from Chen Xiaoduan's house.

So after discussing it, we will meet at the door of the catering service agency early tomorrow morning, and Chang Longqing will take his two children home.

Chen Xiaoduan's house is not spacious, and Jiang Tao's two brothers can only sleep on the floor.

Han Xiaokang shirked that he had something to do and could go find a place to live by himself, then left Chen Xiaoduan's house and ran over to help someone change the light bulb by himself.

Arriving outside the courtyard wall of Fu Hongying's house, the roses on the earthen wall were in full bloom, and bright red flowers climbed out of the wall one after another, smiling beautifully at Han Xiaokang outside the wall.

Bending down to pick up a small stone from the ground, Han Xiaokang threw the stone into the window that still revealed a faint kerosene light.

"Squeak-"

A moment later, a vague figure appeared at the door of the main room, "Who?"

"I."

"Oh, the gate is unlocked, come in and boo!"

"Crack—" the door rang.

"Take it easy"

The door creaked again.

Han Xiaokang walked to the door of the main room, but smelled a strong smell of soap, "Are you washing your hair?"

"Well, together with a bath."

Fu Hongying stood at the door, holding the half-open door of the main room with one hand, leaning slightly, "Come in."

After entering the house, the kerosene lamp that was still in the bedroom poured over the threshold.

The dim light shone on Fu Hongying, who was only wrapped in a bath towel made of rough cloth, emitting a porcelain white halo full of meaty fragrance and blurring to the eyes.

"Which room is the broken light bulb?" Han Xiaokang asked.

"Inside, the one where I sleep."

Fu Hongying covered the bath towel with one hand, raised the other hand high, and pointed to the room where the kerosene lamp was placed.

The brush that looked like a pig's bristle in her armpit was clearly in sight.

Han Xiaokang was taken aback by this scene: Good guy!In the memory of her predecessor, Fu Hongying had always been a thin, soft-spoken girl with a soft temper.

Unexpectedly, she actually had two good brushes tucked away?
It's hidden, it's really deep
Entering the room next to the main room, the furnishings inside are very simple: a simple writing desk, unpainted, revealing the approachable characteristics of this desk everywhere.

A wooden chair is stupid, it doesn't pay attention to the material and shape, the main thing is a solid one.

There is also a large bed with an old-fashioned homespun mosquito net, and a circle of wooden beams and baffles on the bed.

The carved railings and painted buildings on it are quite exquisite in workmanship.

At first glance, this bed should be the furniture and furniture used by the members of the rural commune from a certain family, a large family. It was often divided. This kind of thing was very common in this period.

Fu Hongying's family's financial conditions have not been very good, so the big carved bed cannot be something left by her ancestors.

"The lightbulb is on top of the beam."

Fu Hongying still maintained the posture of covering her chest with one hand and pointing upwards with the other hand, "It's too high. I'm afraid you have to go to the pigsty later and get a ladder to come over."

Han Xiaokang looked up Fu Hongying's armpit, his eyes were brushed by her thick brush, his eyes were shining brightly, and his eyes suddenly became bright.

An old-fashioned card slot is installed on the tall beams.

I don't know which electrician with two knives is it, bah, I'm afraid it's not even an electrician with three knives, who ran over to install the lights in their house?
Generally speaking, electric lights are installed in rural areas.

People who are a little more particular use a wire slot to clamp two snakeskin wires inside, and then run the wires along the dirt wall.

But most of the commune members in rural areas can't pay attention to these things, so they usually use the cheapest snakeskin wires to connect directly to their homes.

Then in every place where a light bulb needs to be installed, the snakeskin wire is pulled along the beam to the center of the house.

Then hang down about 2 meters of wire, and connect a light bulb connector at the top.

The apprentice who came to Fu Hongying's house and was in charge of installing electric lights in her home was actually very rare, using a fixed card holder type light bulb base.
If you use this thing to install in a mud house without a suspended ceiling, the light bulb is too high from the ground!
To be honest, unless Pay Hongying's family is willing to use electricity, dare to use 100w light bulbs for this room.

Otherwise, even if the switch is turned on and charged in the future, the light in this room will not be enough.

However, there is no way: who made 99.9% of people in this period seriously lack the basic common sense about the correct use of electricity?

As for the positive and negative poles in the current, they are called "yin electricity" and "yang electricity" by the vast majority of rural people.

Not to mention those members of the production team who have not gone to school do not understand electricity, even the electricians in the village are mostly related households.

Most of them are junior primary school students, and they graduated from high school and high school, so how can they have much education level!

These guys, just received a few days of simple training at the "Electric Tube Station", and then rushed to work.

So when they started working, they seemed very casual.

Even so, the members of the village have to offer them good cigarettes and wine, nod and bow with smiling faces, and dare not offend them at all.

Obviously, Mr. Nan Guo was the electrician who came to Fu Hongying's house a month ago to help pull the wires and install the circuits and sockets.

Purely a guy who pretends to be a fool!

Due to the hot weather tonight, when Han Xiaokang moved the ladder, his clothes were already wet with sweat.

Grit your teeth and continue to help!
The problem is that the current ladders are straight ladders made of two pieces of wood. If the ladder is placed in the middle of the room, it is difficult to reach the wooden beams on the roof.

Even if the nearest wooden beam is installed, a person standing on it needs to turn around to get the main beam of the light bulb that needs to be replaced.

This requires a person below to hold the ladder firmly.

Otherwise, if the ladder slipped and the person standing on it fell down, the injury might not be too minor.

Fu Hongying from Han Xiaokang stabilized himself, slowly climbed up the ladder, stretched his hand vigorously, and removed the light bulb from the booth.

Then, under the dim kerosene lamp, carefully observe the tungsten filament inside the bulb.
This is a very common 25w incandescent light bulb. After a rough look, Han Xiaokang felt that the tungsten filament inside was fine and showed no sign of being burned.

In order to see more clearly.

Standing on a high place, Han Xiaokang twisted the light bulb in his hand, constantly adjusting the position.

It's a pity that the walls of Fu Hongying's house are no whiter than her armpit, and the kerosene lamp is dim, and the distance is still far away.

For a while, I really can't see clearly.

Previously, Han Xiaokang just came here empty-handed, and he didn't take out the flashlight from the Fengchao cabinet on the way.

Now in such a dim room, I can't see clearly whether the light bulb in my hand has burned out or not?

no solution anymore.

Han Xiaokang slipped down from the ladder, and directly stuck the light bulb on Fu Hongying's bath towel to see that the bath towel on her body was white, just like the curtain used for photography, reflecting light.

"Uh, do you want me to tear the towel off?"

Since Fu Hongying misunderstood Han Xiaokang's actions, "This light bulb seems to have the effect of a concave-convex mirror. Do you want to zoom in to see it?"

She went to junior high school, so Fu Hongying still knows a little bit of simple optical principles, "I, I really didn't expect Xiaokang, so you are so bold."

A lonely man and a widow are alone in a room, and the other party is holding a light bulb and gesticulating in front of his chest. When encountering such a thing, no matter how bold and unrestrained a girl is, she will feel shy.

Fu Hongying, who was blushing, lowered her head in embarrassment, and took a few glances at her own question.

Then he raised his head full of hunger, "If you were in school before, you would have 1/10 of the courage you have now. I, I'm afraid I would have been killed by you long ago."

(End of this chapter)