A Rural Life in the 70s

From the old man’s house, Xiaoqiu went to wash and came back, only to think of the big paper stuffed to her, and opened it, it turned out to be a cooked Big bird... After pulling out the hair and roasting it, I can’t recognize any varieties. I think the size should be bigger than the pigeons, and it seems to be slightly smaller than the common pheasant...

Forget it, the number of times that Xiaoqiu adds up to eat the bird meat in two generations is also counted. In this respect, she really knows very little, and she does not waste brain cells. The barbecue bird meat is different from chicken and pork. The specific aroma made her decisively decided to throw it away and pull a piece of roasted meat into her mouth.

The birds are all lean meat. Although they are all poultry, they are different from the oily roast chicken. They are different from the roast ducks that are tender and tender. They basically can't eat the skin, and they eat all the meat in their mouths. It's a little bit hard, but it's very fragrant, and the more chewy the more fragrant, the meat chews and swallows, the aroma in the mouth is still there, there is no suffocation, it is really a meal to stop.

After eating two, she came out with a sigh of relief. She simply sneaked out a recliner and was in the yard. With a wave of hands, she had another pot of homemade plum wine, looking up, the stars were shining, and the brilliance was shining. A layer of broken diamonds, the Milky Way as a white practice in the sky.

She wore a wool cloak on her body, stretched her limbs and lay on the recliner, looking up at the starry sky, thinking about the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, the seven-woman Dong Yong, and the Queen Mother who always served as the biggest villain boss. Xiaoqiu had a mouthful of meat, and it was almost free. I forgot where I was, and when the bird ate a few mouthfuls, she couldn’t eat it. Some of them regretted the smell and received the big porcelain bowl. The wine didn't close up, only a small mouthful of snoring... Unconsciously, she fell asleep on the recliner.

The jug in the hand slowly slipped... Just at the moment when the finger was about to leave, the jug suddenly disappeared.

Xiaoqiu moaned and turned over, and the wool shawl on her body slipped down from the recliner with her movements.

It seems that after a long while, Xiaoqiu felt that the cold wind was like a burst of wind, and she couldn’t stand it cold. She subconsciously curled up and hoped to warm herself up. Suddenly a gust of wind blew, whistling. Rolled with deciduous grass and dust... Xiaoqiu jumped up from the lounge chair and turned to run in the house. In an emergency, she had not forgotten the reclining chair and shawl, and took it away.

got windy! Xiaoqiu ran into the house and refused to stabilize the gods. He ran to close the windows of the houses. Closing the window with the wind, Xiaoqiu has already smelled the smell of rain in the wind, with a little bit of suffocation, tides...

She stood in front of the closed window and looked outside. He said, "It's going to rain!" I don't know if Wu Ge is in a corner of the grassland, enduring the hardships of wind and rain.

It was really a good spirit, and Xiao Qiu’s voice just fell, and the wind outside the window was quiet. After a while, the dark night sky was suddenly cut by a flash of lightning, followed by a thunder and thunder on the top of the head!

Among the lightning and thunder, the sound of rustling was far and near, and the yard and house where Xiaoqiu was located were finally shrouded in. Then, the raindrops hit the roof tiles and hit the window glass. The sound of the rain mixed with the thunder of the rain, and it became a symphony called Thunderstorm.

Zheng Qiushi came out of the room with a piece of clothes and saw Xiaoqiu standing in front of the window. He said: "Is thunder afraid?"

Xiaoqiu quickly turned his thoughts back from the sounds of nature, and turned and smiled: "I am not afraid, I am brave!"

As he spoke, he walked over to Zheng Qiu Shi: "Master, you are going to sleep in the house, I am sleeping too..."

After a few steps, I turned back and said: "It’s raining, there are mushrooms on the grassland..."

Zheng Qiu really laughed: "You can't forget these wherever you go... so rainy, you can't get in the grassland in a day or two. You wait patiently for two days. After Master's work is finished, I will find you empty. Go to the grassland."

I can go to the grassland, see the relatively pure original herder life, or be lucky enough to see the majestic picture of Wanma galloping, Xiaoqiu involuntarily laughed: "I am the best Master!"

"Okay, okay, hurry to sleep!" Zheng Qiu Shi smiled and shook his head and went into the house to sleep.

Xiaoqiu also returned to his room, climbed into the bed, listening to the rain outside the house, but the heart had already flown to the vast and innocent prairie - blue sky, white clouds, green grassland, and fat cattle herd, herdsmen Wearing a Mongolian robes, waving a whip in his hand on the horse's back, as the flock of cattle and cattle slowly move forward...

There is also a long tune that melodiously turns and listens: Ahehehe...The eagle on the grassland...wing wings flying in the high blue sky...

Thinking about it, she fell asleep. I don't know if I have already reached the grassland in my dreams. I rode on the horse's back, and Xiaoqiu's mouth bends and bends a good-looking arc.

When Xiaoqiu fell asleep, on the same grassland, less than 100 kilometers apart, a group of soldiers went all in the rain.

Tianhe seems to have broken the levee, and the rain of the sky has been splashed down without a head and face. On the heads, faces and bodies of these soldiers, their clothes and backpacks have already been soaked, and the shoes are filled with water, not gone. In one step, there will be a bang, but the sound is submerged in the grass and mud, and is ignored by everyone. Before the rush, the army was so hot that it was sweating, and it was poured by the rain of this pocket. It stirred people to connect with a few spirits. The brain that seemed to be numb seemed to wake up. The body that was exhausted and weak to the extreme seemed to be squeezed out. Come, let the speed of the team suddenly speed up a bit.

However, this speed has only been maintained for a short period of time. Soon, the soldiers found that the rain stuck their eyes and blurred their sight. The grass at the bottom of the feet became more and more slippery and muddy. The clothes are only wrapped around the body, trapping their bodies and legs. What is more serious is that the rain is particularly cold, getting colder and colder, quickly rushing away the heat of their bodies, and the soldiers who were sweating before, soon The cold lips and the purple teeth are trembled, and the hands, feet and body are gradually stiffened with the loss of heat.

They have been rushing for more than four hours. They still don't know where the destination is. They only know that they are pressing on their teeth, forcing themselves to stay awake, crushing the limits of the body, one step at a time.

Thunder and lightning, wind and rain, as if nature is a test for this team, but whether it is lightning or wind and rain, for the already chilly and almost numb, they have no obvious reaction, they almost become The robot, only knowing the comrades in front of him, one step at a time.