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Chapter 267 Liu Xiahui

The cast-iron kitchen knife sliced ​​through the chicken bone and the chicken, and it fell on the three-inch-thick willow cutting board, making a muffled rattling sound.

Wang Zhong's voice also followed: "I remember that year was [-]. It hadn't rained a day since the spring, and the crops in the fields were all sunburned, and there was a war again. The government collected grain every day, and even the trees The bark and leaves were all eaten up, and many people choked to death after eating Guanyin soil, so I went out with the people in the same village to flee the famine, and traveled to many places, but there were wars everywhere at that time, and we could only hide in hiding until we got here. At that time, dozens of people either starved to death or died of illness, and I was the only one left.

I didn't bother to leave anymore, so I simply worked as a long-term worker in the landlord's house in the village. With some strength, I barely survived. Later, after liberation, the land was distributed. During the land reform, the peasant association gave me this yard. "

"In [-]?" Jiang Hongguo was a little surprised, and a strange look flashed in his eyes. When the great famine happened, Jiang Hongguo was only in his teens: "A lot of people starved to death that year!"

The great famine that year was full of hunger and mourning, and countless people died. Speaking of this, Jiang Hongguo still had lingering fears.

"Brother Wang, now that they're all liberated, don't you plan to go back to your hometown to have a look?"

Wang Zhong smiled bitterly and said, "Why do you want to go back? It's been so many years, and I can't find my way back. Besides, I'm used to living here, and this is my home."

There was still a bit of sob in his tone.

Jiang Hongguo put a towel on her shoulders, combed her hair with a comb, and was deeply touched. It is precisely because she has experienced fleeing famine that she can understand the pain of fleeing famine.

Although I am also fleeing famine now, I can still get food after all. But when Wang Zhong fled famine, he fought everywhere, and dozens of people came out together. In the end, he was the only one left who died of starvation and illness. Jiang Hongguo followed his parents that year The family fled the famine together, and when they finally returned home, there were not many members of the family left.

The weak string in his heart was suddenly touched, and the way he looked at Wang Zhong changed, even Jiang Hongguo didn't realize it.

Wang Zhong put the cut chicken into the cabinet, walked to the stove, opened the lid and looked, the water in the pot had already started to bubble: "Actually, when I saw you for the first time on the road today, I knew that you must have suffered a disaster at home and escaped from the famine."

Wang Zhong put the wooden pot lid on the pot lid shelf against the wall, turned around and went to the bathroom, brought out a wooden bucket, and scooped hot water into the pot with a wooden ladle.

Jiang Hongguo sighed: "If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't survive, who would want to leave their hometown and run away from the famine!"

"Brother, I'm here to help you!" Jiang Hongguo stood up and was ready to help.

Wang Zhong refused with a smile: "No, no, you should dry your hair first, this night is no better than the day, the more night it is, the colder it will be, so don't catch a cold."

As he said that, Wang Zhong carried the bucket and entered the bathroom. After a while, there was the sound of splashing water in the bathroom.

Jiang Hongguo was sitting in front of the stove drying her hair, but her heart felt mixed again.

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At night, Wang Zhong sat in the room, reading at night by candlelight, and what he read was "The Legend of the Swordsman in Shushan" bound in blue leather.

Just as he was concentrating on reading word by word, suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Brother! It's me!" Jiang Hongguo's voice sounded outside the door.

Wang Zhong got down from the kang and pulled the door bolt, opened the door, and saw Jiang Hongguo with her hair tied standing at the door.

"It's cold outside, come in and talk about something!"

Wang Zhong welcomed the man into the house and locked the door again.

"Brother, why are you lighting so many lamps?" Jiang Hongguo went straight to the kang and sat down, asking curiously.

There was a kerosene lamp on the kang table, another on the window sill, and another on the box at the west end of the kang. The lights from the three oil lamps were intertwined, making the room quite bright.

Wang Zhong smiled and said: "The light is too dim, and reading is not good for the eyes, so turn on a few more lamps to brighten the room."

Jiang Hongguo looked at the thread-bound blue book on the kang table, a little surprise and admiration flashed in his eyes: "It turns out that elder brother is still a scholar!"

"Just watching the excitement." Wang Zhong said: "What's the matter with me so late, sister?"

Jiang Hongguo looked at Wang Zhong, her beautiful eyes were covered with water mist, she tapped her chapped lips lightly with her silver teeth, and said, "Brother Wang, your meal today saved my life, I don't have anything else. The only thing that can repay you is this body, if Brother Wang doesn't dislike it, I am willing to serve him..."

Wang Zhong stood up suddenly, and said with a serious face: "Sister, don't mention this again, I am not the kind of person who takes advantage of others' danger, let alone do things that give you favors and hopes, I will give you food, yes Seeing that you think of yourself many years ago, I just want to help you, I have no other thoughts."

Jiang Hongguo looked at Wang Zhong's clear and bright eyes, and couldn't help being moved, tears filled her eyes in an instant, streaming down: shaking her lower lip, "Brother Wang, I won't hide it from you, I'm going out to escape It's been half a year, and I haven't eaten a full meal. Now the weather outside is getting colder and colder. I really can't walk anymore. If you don't dislike it, ask me. I work very quickly, washing clothes I can cook, work in the fields, and clean up the house, and I promise to take good care of you."

While speaking, Jiang Hongguo took the initiative to lie and grabbed Wang Zhong's hand.

Under the dim candlelight, the two tear stains hanging on that delicate and lovely face are clearly visible, and the thorn hairpin sarong can hardly hide the beautiful color, I really feel pity for it.

Wang Zhong sighed, looked at Jiang Hongguo and said earnestly, "Sister, I can understand your suffering. It's freezing and snowy outside, and you don't know where you live. Where can you go? If it’s empty, just stay here and talk.”

"Brother, I..." Jiang Hongguo excitedly grabbed Wang Zhong's wrist, stared at Wang Zhong, bit her lip, the tears in her eyes couldn't stop gushing out, she was so moved beyond words surface.

Wang Zhong said: "I won't let you live in vain. This winter, you first help me with housework, washing and cooking, cleaning the house, and serving the dozen chickens in the backyard."

"By the spring of next year, several mutual aid groups in our village are planning to expand production. By that time, the work in the field will definitely be too busy. It will be a time when there is a shortage of people. If you want to, you can stay. At least you can have a meal. If If you don't want to, just be..."

"Brother, I am willing! I am willing!" Before Wang Zhong could finish speaking, Jiang Hongguo held Wang Zhong's hand tightly and said impatiently, "I can do anything."

Wang Zhong patted the back of Jiang Hongguo's hand that was tightly grasping his own, took it out of Jiang Hongguo's hand, and said with a soft smile: "Then from tomorrow onwards, the work in this house will be handed over to you, sister. I can't see the chaos in the house, so I will trouble you, sister."

"Brother, don't worry, it's all on me." Jiang Hongguo was so moved that her beautiful eyes were filled with crystal clear tears.

If at this time, Wang Zhong stepped forward and pushed the person down on the kang, everything would be a matter of course.

But Wang Zhong smiled softly and said: "Sister, it's getting late, you must be tired after a long day's driving, you should go back to sleep quickly, rest early, recharge your energy, and work hard tomorrow live."

"Brother made me laugh." Jiang Hongguo wiped away her tears with her sleeves, and sobbed, "Brother, then I'm leaving."

"Okay, let's go back!"

Wang Zhong sent people out: "It's cold and go to bed early, don't forget to add firewood to the stove at night."

"I remember!" In Jiang Hongguo's voice, there seemed to be a bit of ease and joy that was not there before.

Wang Zhong fastened the door and sat back on the kang. Just now he did Liu Xiahui, but he felt a little regretful, but the regret was regrettable, but Wang Zhong did not regret it. Wang Zhong likes beautiful women, but it's not that he can't walk when he sees a woman Tao kind.

Jiang Hongguo is indeed beautiful, and her appearance is also in line with Wang Zhong's aesthetics. She has an oval face and willow-leaf eyebrows, and she is a little gentle, but if she just sleeps with her like this, then she will buy tea with the girls and sisters who sell tea in the real world. no difference.

Since you want to sleep with someone, you have to capture your body and mind. That's interesting. If you just want to sleep with a woman, with Wang Zhong's ability, there are still people who can't sleep?
In the East Wing, Jiang Hongguo was lying on the hot kang, covered with a soft and warm quilt, looking around with her eyes, looking at the clean and tidy room, remembering the past events she had just mentioned with Wang Zhong, she couldn't help but feel sorry for Wang Zhong. A strong curiosity was born again.

With almost the same experience, coupled with the warm greetings, Jiang Hongguo not only did not feel any discomfort, but enjoyed it very much.

Thinking of his actions just now, he couldn't help but feel his cheeks burn, and thinking of Wang Zhong, his mood became complicated again.

Amidst the chaotic thoughts, deep fatigue surged like a tide, and Jiang Hongguo herself fell into a dreamland without knowing when.

Early the next morning, the light poured into the room from the window. Jiang Hongguo opened her sleepy eyes and gradually woke up from her sleep. The warm blanket made her feel like a dream.

I haven't slept well in such a warm bed for half a year. Sleeping in the open air is not unusual. Xiaqiu was fine for a while, but it suddenly became cold a while ago, which would be fatal. Jiang Hongguo not only has to worry about eating every day, but also Worry about where to stay.

If you don't pay attention to this, you may fall asleep one night and never wake up again.

It is very common for those who go out to flee famine to die of freezing and starvation.

After all, Jiang Hongguo is just a woman in her twenties, and her heart is not as strong as she expected.

A ten-pound quilt was covering her body, and the kang was still burning underneath. Jiang Hongguo was finally able to take off the cotton-padded jacket she had been wearing for almost a month.

Before getting out of bed, Jiang Hongguo heard shouts in the yard.

Jiang Hongguo reacted suddenly, her face became anxious, she quickly got up and dressed, got off the kang and opened the door to see, the yard was already white, and there were still snowflakes in the sky, there were already many footprints in the yard, Wang Zhong's tall The figure, facing the wind and snow at the moment, was practicing fists and kicks in the courtyard.

It looked like there was nothing brilliant or gorgeous about it, but when the fist and elbow were punched out, there was a strong wind, and the wind and snow within a radius of a few feet was also wiped out.

The shouting sound was like thunder, although the pitch was not high, but it fell in the ears, but it made people tremble inexplicably.

Seeing that the door of the east wing was opened, Wang Zhong stood up with his fists closed, with a smile on his face.

"Girl is up!"

Jiang Hongguo said with an apologetic face: "Brother, I'm really sorry, I overslept, so I'll make breakfast right now." While speaking, he ran to the main room.

Wang Zhong smiled and said, "No need, I've already done it!"

"Ah?" Jiang Hongguo froze in place for an instant, turning her head to look at Wang Zhong.

"It's too cold outside, let's go inside and sit down!"

The two walked into the room and closed the door. Jiang Hongguo looked at the steaming steamer in the morning, and immediately lowered her head in shame: "Brother, I slept too deeply last night, and I usually wake up very early ,..."

"Sister!" Wang Zhong smiled and waved his hand, interrupting Jiang Hongguo's words: "You have been fleeing the famine for half a year, and you are on the road every day to beg for food. It is cold these days, and you must not have had a good night's sleep. It is normal to sleep comfortably on the hot kang, and sleep a little deeper."

"Brother, don't worry, there will never be a next time." Jiang Hongguo resolutely assured Wang Zhong.

"Okay, okay!" Wang Zhong said: "There is hot water in the thermos bottle! Go wash your face and rinse your mouth first."

"Hmm!" Jiang Hongguo turned around with a look of annoyance and self-blame, and went into the bathroom with a thermos bottle.

When she came out of the bathroom, the two-tiered steamer on the pot had been placed on the table, and the yellow steamed buns in the steamer had been put in the grate by Wang Zhong and placed on the kang table.

In addition to the yellow steamed buns, there were two bowls of steamed eggs sprinkled with green onion, two bowls of steamed eggs with soy sauce, and a plate of pickles on the table.

"Quick! Eat!" Wang Zhong greeted Jiang Hongguo with a smile.

Jiang Hongguo climbed onto the kang and sat cross-legged, looked at the steamed eggs and yellow steamed buns on the table, and looked up at Wang Zhong who was eating yellow steamed buns and pickles.

"Look at what I'm doing, hurry up and eat!"

Jiang Hongguo picked up a yellow steamed bun and ate it.

While eating, Wang Zhong said: "Sister, after dinner, you and I will go find our village party secretary, first say hello to the party secretary, and then follow me to the county to buy something. "

"Yeah!" Jiang Hongguo put down the hot egg soup and nodded again and again: "No problem."

"Eat it while it's hot!"

After dinner, Jiang Hongguo took over the washing and tidying up, this time Wang Zhong didn't show any politeness to her.

When Wang Zhong led Jiang Hongguo out, although there were still snowflakes outside, it was getting smaller and smaller.

"Hey! Da Chong, where did you get your new daughter-in-law?" Just as he was leaving the house, he met Niu Bold.

Wang Zhong smiled and said: "What kind of daughter-in-law, brother bold, don't talk nonsense, the girl escaped from Henan, I met her, she stayed at my house temporarily, and now it's freezing, she has nowhere to go But go, I'll take her to find Wan Chun, say hello, and let her stay in Maixiang Village first."

"Fleeing from the famine!" Niu Bold's expression changed, and there was no more teasing on his face, he gave Wang Zhong a thumbs up: "That's a gang!"

Along the way, I met a lot of people, all of whom were as surprised as Niu Bold. Wang Zhong would stop and explain patiently. Jiang Hongguo looked at Wang Zhong patiently explaining to the villagers with a smile. There are a few more different feelings.

Most of the common people are simple and kind, and now the situation in the village is getting better and better, and every household has no shortage of food, and everyone is willing to help those fleeing famine.

"Fleeing famine!" In the office of the village committee, Wang Wanchun looked at Jiang Hongguo, who was wearing an old padded jacket beside Wang Zhong, with kindness in his eyes. After asking about Jiang Hongguo's background, he nodded and said: " Since Wang Zhong is willing to take you in, let's stay first!"

"Thank you branch secretary, thank you branch secretary!" Jiang Hongguo hurriedly bowed to Wang Wanchun.

"I can't do it!" Wang Wanchun hurriedly got up and supported him.

After exchanging greetings with Wang Wanchun, Wang Zhong led Jiang Hongguo to the county seat.

Today's county town is different from later generations, it is still surrounded by tall city gates and protective walls. Compared with previous years, there are fewer soldiers and bandits in military uniforms at the gates, carrying guns and grabbing cards. There are more people.

But now it's winter, it's still snowing, and there aren't many people in the county.

I bought two bolts of cloth, went to the butcher's shop to cut a few catties of meat, and went to the drugstore to buy a lot of herbs, as well as miscellaneous things such as oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. When I was about to go back, I ran into a dog seller .

"Brother, do you want to buy a dog?" The dog seller was a middle-aged man in his 50s or [-]s, wearing an old padded jacket and a sticky cap on his head.

"How to sell?" Wang Zhong squatted down and carefully looked at the puppies in the wooden cage.

Among the few native dogs, there were actually two Laizhou red dogs mixed in, and it was those two red dogs that Wang Zhong was looking for.

"My brother is very knowledgeable at first glance." The dog owner showed a shrewd smile on his face: "The best ones here are these two red dogs. They are almost two months old. They are raised to guard the house and go hunting in the mountains. good helper."

"This number!"

"Two together?" Wang Zhong looked at the dog's owner.

The dog owner's eyes lit up, the surprise in his eyes flashed away, and the smile on his face became brighter: "I see brother, you really want it, so how about it, just give me this number." The dog owner raised six fingers.

Wang Zhong smiled and stretched out his hand to pull back two fingers.

The smile on the dog owner's face stopped abruptly, as if he had swallowed Coptis chinensis, with a bitter expression on his face.

"Brother, your price is too ruthless!"

Jiang Hongguo watched Wang Zhong and the dog owner kill each other for a while, and finally happily bought two red dog puppies, tied them with two hemp ropes, and took them home.

The story of Wang Zhong taking in a handsome young girl spread throughout Maixiang Village in less than half a day, causing quite a heated discussion.

"Guo'er, wash a piece of ginger out, and peel a few cloves of garlic."

Wang Zhong stood in front of the stove, holding a spatula in his hand, directing Jiang Hongguo to help him. After more than a day of getting along, Wang Zhong also called Jiang Hongguo from sister to Guoer, adding a bit of intimacy.

"okay!"

Jiang Hongguo is watching the fire in front of the pottery stove in the yard. On the pottery stove is a casserole about one foot square and about three inches deep. The female pheasant is stewed in the pot. It has been simmering for a whole afternoon, accompanied by white The steam gushes out of the pot together, and it is so rich that people can swallow their tongues into their stomachs.

After a day's work, Jiang Hongguo was almost familiar with it. He quickly picked up a piece of old ginger still wrapped in dry mud from under the eaves, and skillfully scraped and cleaned it.

Cut ginger and garlic, stir-fry the rooster chicken, hit the spatula with the thick cast iron pan, heat the oil, the chicken will turn from raw to cooked quickly, add seasonings and side dishes one after another, and the meaty aroma that will make you hungry will waft in a short while Filled the whole hall.

"Fry it like this and it can be out of the pot!"

Beside the stove, Wang Zhong was cooking and explaining to Jiang Hongguo.

Today these few dishes, Wang Zhong is only in charge of the spoon, and the work of cutting, washing, cooking and doing miscellaneous work is all covered by Jiang Hongguo.

Jiang Hongguo stared intently at the steaming chicken in the cast-iron pot, swallowed her saliva, and nodded.

When the chicken is out of the pan, pour a ladleful of water into the pan and cook with the remaining temperature.

Ginger Hongguo quickly brought the fried chicken to the kang table.

The casserole on the stove was also brought into the house by Jiang Hongguo with a rag wrapped around her ears and placed on the kang table.

"There is an aluminum lunch box in the cabinet. Take it out to hold some meat and soup. After dinner, you and I will send it to Second Grandpa."

Jiang Hongguo took the aluminum lunch box in a hurry, lifted the lid of the casserole, took a spoon and poured steaming meat and soup into the aluminum lunch box, and asked, "Who is the second grandpa?"

"Maixiang Village has two main surnames, Niu and Ma. The second grandfather belongs to the Niu family. He has a very high seniority, high prestige, integrity, and is highly respected by the villagers, but he has no descendants."

"When I escaped famine before, thanks to the second grandpa who gave me a few meals, I didn't starve to death."

Jiang Hongguo nodded repeatedly.

Wang Zhong said again: "Put more meat!"

"Yeah!" Jiang Hongguo followed the law, and even picked a chicken leg and a few pieces of chicken breast with more meat and less bone.

Just an aluminum lunch box is only that big, and the broth can't hold too much when added up.

The lid of the aluminum lunch box was tightly sealed, and Jiang Hongguo brought the warmed yellow steamed buns.

"Stop busy, sit down and eat!" Wang Zhong greeted Jiang Hongguo.

"Okay!" Jiang Hongguo responded with a smile. Just about to take off her apron and get on the kang, she remembered Wang Zhong's words, and hurried into the bathroom to wash her hands before sitting on the kang.

Yellow buns are steamed in the morning and can be eaten as soon as they are hot.

"The nourishing effect of pheasant soup is better than that of old hen. After several hours of boiling, the essence and nutrition are in the soup. You should drink more soup to make up for it!"

Wang Zhong had already put a bowl of chicken soup in front of Jiang Hongguo.

"Brother, I can do it myself!" Ordinary women are always easily moved by such subtle concerns, and Jiang Hongguo is no exception.

After eating a few mouthfuls of yellow steamed buns, Jiang Hongguo picked up the delicious chicken soup and blew it, then lowered her head and took a sip. As soon as the yellow-white chicken soup was in her mouth, Jiang Hongguo's eyes suddenly opened wide, her pupils shrank, and her face was full of tears. Shock.

"This chicken soup is too delicious, I have never had such a delicious chicken soup!".

Wang Zhong only smiled slightly.

"Brother, why does your chicken soup taste so good?" Jiang Hongguo couldn't help asking curiously after swallowing the chicken soup and yellow buns in his mouth.

Level [-] culinary skills, in a feudal society, would be enough even to enter the palace as an imperial cook.

The way of cooking, apart from dishes and ingredients, lies in the same ingredients and the same conditions, in the hands of ordinary people and those with advanced cooking skills, the taste is like cloud mud.

The method of processing the ingredients, the degree of cooking, the timing of adding seasoning and side dishes, etc., and so on.

"It's nothing more than materials and heat, I'll teach you later!"

But Wang Zhong said: "After dinner later, remember to feed Dahong and Erhong."

"it is good!"

Wang Zhong asked, "Can you make clothes?"

Jiang Hongguo nodded: "Yes!"

"Didn't you buy two bolts of cloth today? The cloth is for you. The second box on the west side of the warehouse is filled with cotton. Go and get some and make yourself a new cotton coat."

"I..."

"I bought everything, so I can't waste it? Could it be that you want me to wear floral clothes?"

Jiang Hongguo looked at Wang Zhong, bit her lower lip, "Brother! Thank you!"

(End of this chapter)