Film and Television: Became a Godly Housekeeper from the Stubborn Owner of the Capital

　　Seeing Zhang Ranhan, Chunhua smiled and said, "Ran Wazi, the sorghum noodles at E's house are all in the pot, but they found that there is no salt at all, so I wanted to come over and ask if you have any, borrow a little, and wait for the next time at E's house. Go to the commune to buy it and pay it back to you!"

　　She knew that Zhang Ran was the leader of this group of educated youth, so he had the final say on whether to borrow it or not.

　　Just now this female educated youth surnamed Jiang also said that she wanted to ask Zhang Ran.

　　Zhang Ran had an impression of this woman named Chunhua. When they first arrived here, there were a lot of customs and things they didn't understand, and they often asked others for advice.

　　He remembered that Chunhua's husband was called Gouwa, a tall young man with a lot of strength.

　　Of course, this strength does not only mean that he is good at work, but also means that he is also good at raising children.

　　The Chunhua family has already given birth to seven children.

　　The two have only been married for ten years, and they have one child every year and a half.

　　Therefore, everyone often jokes about Chunhua's husband Gouwa, saying that he knows what to do when he is a donkey, and how can he live with so many births.

　　Also, although everyone is called Chunhua Auntie, they are actually five or six years older than their educated youth. It’s just that the peasant women work a lot, and they look old in the wind and the sun, and they look like they are forty years old.

　　"The villagers should help each other, Jiang Biyun, just give Aunt Chunhua a bag of salt!"

　　Chunhua hurriedly thanked you: "It's your educated youth who are generous! But Wazi, you are building a school for the village, and you are teaching the children a lesson, so thank you! By the way, there are a few aunts in the village who asked me to ask you about something. I want to ask if you have any plans to find a wife in the village. If you do, let me be a matchmaker. Several uncles have already taken your fancy to you. Their family members are also very good. They are all poor peasants, and the girls in the house are also very handsome. The figure is also good, the butt is as good as my aunt, and I will keep it for you to give birth to four in five years!"

　　Zhang Ran's eyes jumped when he heard it, four children in five years?Eight in ten years!Is this going to outpace the rhythm of the two of you?

　　He quickly shook his head and said, "Auntie, I have a girlfriend!"

　　"City girl?" Chunhua smiled and said, "Auntie also guessed it, you can't have such an outstanding young man without a girl to start earlier! But if my aunty tells you, how can a girl in the city be able to do it? Live? Besides, you are now in two different places. If this woman and man don’t meet, sooner or later the relationship will fade!”

　　Jiang Biyun just took the salt out of the cave, and when Chunhua said that the girl in the city was wrong, she became unhappy, and immediately pulled down, threw the salt into Chunhua's hand, and said coldly, "I don't know why we are here. The three female educated youths are so unattractive to my auntie!"

　　Chunhua's expression was embarrassed, she knew she had made a blunder, apologized, and hurriedly took the salt and left.

　　Zhang Ran laughed and said, "Jiang Biyun, what about you? Don't they just say something wrong!"

　　Jiang Biyun suddenly burst into tears: "I'm not angry with her, I'm suddenly a little scared, I can't see where the future is!".

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　　Jiang Biyun shed tears, of course because of what Aunt Chunhua said, but at most it was an introduction. The main reason was that life was too depressing. She felt that she was becoming more and more like a farmer. , and sometimes learn from other women to tie a white towel on their head and use hemp rope as a belt to tie their pants.

　　What she cried was that she might really have to deal with the yellow land all her life. She went out early and returned late every day to earn work points, but she didn't have a lot of money, and she didn't even have enough food rations.

　　In his twenties, he aged like he was forty, and his skin was as rough as dry tree bark.

　　It's already so miserable, I didn't expect to be disliked by rural women like Aunt Chunhua because of her background.

　　Jiang Biyun really can't see where the hope for the future lies.

　　Zhang Ran's heart changed, and he already knew the reason for Jiang Biyun's sadness. He was silent for a while, then reached out and patted Jiang Biyun's shoulder, and said seriously: "Hold on! Remember what I said, we will always go back!"

　　"You don't need to comfort me!" Jiang Biyun is still very depressed, go back?Can't see any signs of this.

　　Zhang Ran smiled and said, "Trust me! But before the opportunity comes, you should take advantage of the free time now to review the culture class, so that you can seize the opportunity when it comes!"

　　"What do you mean?" Jiang Biyun frowned, staring at Zhang Ran with exploratory eyes, as if trying to see through his true thoughts.

　　"Heavenly secrets must not be leaked, and if they are leaked, they will be punished by God." Zhang Ran said vaguely, of course, he couldn't blame him.

　　"Pretend to be mysterious!" Jiang Biyun was skeptical, but she was in a better mood. It is better to have someone full of hope for the future than to despair together.

　　"You'll find out if you're pretending to be mysterious. I'll just say that intellectuals are always indispensable for national construction. Otherwise, who will build the defense weapons? Who will design the bridges and railways? Who will study the superiority of socialism?"

　　Jiang Biyun was stunned when she heard it. The more she thought about it, the more reasonable she felt, and the flames in her heart gradually rekindled.

　　In this way, Zhang Ran took this group of educated youths to work in Shichuan Village, and took turns to go to the village primary school to teach the children. The time passed quickly and gradually entered the twelfth lunar month.

　　The [-]rd day of the twelfth lunar month in the north is a small year. In the customs of the north, the small year is a very important day, because every family has to sacrifice pancakes to the stove.

　　To sacrifice to the stove is to pay homage to the Lord of the Stove.

　　People regard food as their heaven, and in the eyes of the common people, eating is the most important thing, so the Lord of the Kitchen is a very important god.

　　Although later with the establishment of New Huaxia, the state demanded the destruction of the Four Olds and anti-feudalism, so even those who were mainly worshipped in the past, such as the Kitchen Lord, the Land Lord, the Dragon Lord, etc., were listed as evil gods and destroyed.

　　But although no sacrifice to the gods is now, some customs have been preserved, such as the common people still make pancakes on this day.

　　At this time, the educated youths of Shichuan Village gathered in the caves of Zhang Ran and Zhong Yuemin, around the pot table, waiting eagerly for Jiang Biyun's pancakes to come out of the pot.

　　"You can smell the aroma before it's out of the pot! Jiang Biyun, you're good at cooking!" Zheng Tong rubbed his hands together, staring at the big iron pot like a wolf, his face full of impatience.

　　Jiang Biyun smiled and said, "I watched my mother do it at home before, she is from the north!"

　　"It's a virtuous girl, I really don't know which grandson will marry you with such a great blessing in the future! How about my buddy suffer a little loss and accept you?" Zheng Tong has always been greedy for Jiang Biyun.

　　Zhong Yuemin laughed and said, "Zheng Tong, so you like being a grandson!"

　　"Yuemin, you know shit, now our stronghold has a serious shortage of female resources, and there are more wolves and less meat. In order to be able to eat meat, don't say let your buddy be a grandson, and let your buddy be able to fight for it! So guys, buddies are serious. I advise everyone, don't snatch meat from me, our buddies are the most protective of food, and if you are in a hurry, you will try your best!" The rogue-like words actually made this grandson express the courage to break the boat.

　　Zhao Dayong also followed suit and said, "Zheng Tong, which of us are not wolves who are dying of starvation? Don't think that you are the only one who dares to work hard. We all dare to work hard to eat meat!"

　　Cao Yang laughed and said, "If you don't eat meat, you'd rather die!"

　　Zhong Yuemin said with a smile: "You all fight, then both sides will suffer, buddy, so follow along!"

　　Guo Jie said with contempt, "Zhong Yuemin, you are so sinister!"

　　Qian Zhimin suddenly asked Zhang Ran: "Mr. Zhang, why don't you express your opinion? Are you waiting for the seven of us to kill each other, and then you can take three of them alone and enjoy the blessings of everyone?"

　　Zhang Ran also joined in the fun and joked: "That's it! This is called snipe and clam fighting for the fisherman's profit!"

　　Jiang Biyun didn't know if it was because of everyone's hooliganism, or because the temperature next to the stove was too high to cause the fire to bake. God knows how to make fun of our three little girls, it's really promising! Who is talking nonsense, don't give him the pancakes!"

　　These words were very deterrent, including Zhang Ran, everyone closed their mouths tightly, as if they were afraid that the northwest wind would freeze their teeth and tongues...  

　　"Hey? There seems to be a shadow outside the door!" Zhang Yuan suddenly exclaimed, and subconsciously grabbed Zhang Ran's sleeve next to him.

　　Wang Hong guessed: "Wouldn't it be Nian? Today is Xiao Nian, Nian came out to inspect the world!"

　　Zhang Ran smiled and said, "If it's really old, I really want to meet!" He got up and walked outside the door. When he reappeared, he was already dragging a little boy of six or seven years old in his hand.

　　Zhong Yuemin was surprised: "Hanwa, why are you here?"

　　Hanwa shook her head, did not speak, her eyes stared blankly at the cauldron and swallowed saliva.

　　Jiang Biyun opened the pot, turned over the pancakes with a shovel, and said softly to Hanwa, "Tell sister what are you doing here? I told you that sister will give you pancakes!"

　　Hanwa shook her head again.

　　Zhang Ran suddenly understood: "This kid has nothing else to do. He must have smelled the fragrance of the pancakes, so he followed him!"

　　As expected, Hanwa nodded, and said timidly with drooling saliva, "I... Hanwa doesn't eat, Hanwa just smells it, and after one smell, I'm full!"

　　This made a few people feel a little distressed.

　　A few minutes later, the pancake was finally out of the pot, and the whole cave was fragrant. The pancake was Huang Congcong's. After breaking it open, the inside was white and tempting, and it was crispy and crunchy. Several people could not wait to swallow their tongues.

　　Zhang Ran took a pancake and handed it to Hanwa: "You're hungry, eat it!"

　　"I don't want to eat it! The lord said, the white wheat noodles are too expensive, the foreheads are cheap, and the stomach hurts after eating, the foreheads can eat sorghum cornmeal!".

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　　Hearing this, Zhang Ran and the others felt uncomfortable.

　　This is the life of ordinary people in Jingbian. Life is too hard. They can’t eat wheat noodles several times a year. For many years, they use coarse grains as a base. After corn is eaten, sorghum is eaten. You have to squat for half an hour.

　　Zhu Laohan's so-called wheat noodles, Jinguihanwa's stomachache, is of course a nonsense to lie to his grandson.

　　The fact is that there is no wheat flour to eat at home, which can only dispel the child's natural desire to eat refined grains.

　　This poor place has been here for several lifetimes, and Old Man Zhu also told him so when he was a child.

　　"Take it, if your father asks what Teacher Zhang gave you, then tell him that no matter how expensive wheat noodles are, no one is expensive. Everyone can eat this stuff!" Zhang Ran taught Hanwa a lesson, so he claimed to be There is nothing wrong with Teacher Zhang.

　　Hanwa swallowed, hesitating whether to take it or not.

　　Zhang Ran's face froze: "Take it! This is the teacher's order!"

　　Zhang Yuan also came over and patted Hanwa's head next to him, and said softly, "Take it, just listen to your teacher Zhang's words 25!"

　　Under the persuasion of everyone, Hanwa finally took the pancake. In fact, he was already hungry, or he wouldn't have smelled it and found it by himself.

　　Zhong Yuemin smiled and said, "Would you like to take a bite first?"

　　Hanwa's eyes flashed with desire, but in the end she shook her head: "Ee, I want to take it back to eat with Ee Ye!" After speaking, he bowed to the educated youth: "Thank you, teachers!" After speaking, she turned around and ran away. .

　　Jiang Biyun's heart was sour: "Hanwa is a very filial child! He even knows to share with Zhu Laohan!"

　　"It's not easy to live. In the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month, the toes are exposed!" Zheng Tong sighed.

　　Zhang Ranxin said, who has an easy life these days?Everyone is a grass struggling in the cracks of the rock, carrying it dead in the cold wind, because they know that under the leadership of the party, spring will eventually come.

　　After the small year is the Spring Festival, the sky and the earth are frozen, and the farm work cannot be done, so the rural areas in the north have a word: cat winter.

　　Lie down like a cat and do less activity to reduce consumption and get through the winter.

　　On New Year's Eve, the educated youth also imitated the villagers by burning wormwood, pasting Spring Festival couplets, and then having a New Year's Eve dinner.

　　Wild vegetable noodles, plus a piece of braised pork for one person, and sweet rice cakes steamed with corn, the New Year's Eve dinner is simple, but it is richer than other villagers.

　　The New Year's Eve of the villagers in Ishikawa Village is also wild vegetable noodles, but the noodles are not pure wheat noodles. They are one-third of corn, one-third of sorghum, and one-third of wheat flour. Later generations will definitely say: The thickness is matched and the nutrition is balanced, but to be honest, this is not what the villagers are happy to eat. If there is a choice, everyone wants to eat whole wheat flour.

　　Of course, the New Year's Eve dinner for the villagers during the Spring Festival this year is much better than in previous years, because everyone has meat to eat.

　　Zhang Ran went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy [-] catties of pork, and each villager received half a catty.

　　He also built schools and divided pork. In addition, Zhang Ran was very good at farm work, so now Zhang Ran has established a certain prestige among the villagers.

　　Of course, Zhang Ran didn't want to buy people's hearts by dividing the pork. He just felt that the villagers had been suffering for a year, and it would be too sad if they couldn't eat a bite of meat during the Chinese New Year.

　　Although he is not a Virgin, he is also unbearable.

　　In this way, Zhang Ran and the educated youth spent their first Spring Festival in Northern Qin Province.

　　Counting the time, it has been almost half a year since they left Sijiucheng.

　　According to Zhang Ran's calculations, the next conscription will take half a year. If things go well here, he will do some work during the next conscription, and then leave here to join the army.

　　After all, there is a beautiful girl there waiting for him.