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  Chapter 37 Touching the River Mussel

  Zhang Ganzi, still driving the donkey cart, went home cheerfully.

  In addition to being encouraged by the old model worker, it is also related to Liu Qingshan's promise to him: as long as he is willing to work hard, within three years, he will definitely find a wife.

  Thinking of the beautiful life of his wife and children, Zhang Ganzi's lazy body is full of motivation.

  From the next day on, he drove a donkey cart back and forth between the county seat and Jiapigou every day, leaving early and returning late, rain or shine.

  The county towns at that time were all one-story houses, and all used dry toilets. Basically, every square residential area had one or two toilets.

  Residents often see a middle-aged man in rubber underwear, with an unshaven beard, swinging a big dung ladle, scooping out spoonfuls of dung soup from the dung pit and pouring it into the donkey cart.

   After filling it, cover the lid and drive away. The smell must be unstoppable, and everyone hides far away.

  At this time, Zhang Ganzi would yell: "Why are you hiding, when you eat the vegetables poured in dung soup, each one of you will taste better than anyone else!"

   He was so angry that someone wanted to beat him, but seeing the filth stains on his body, forget it, let's bear it.

  When the dung water is brought back, it must be mixed with black soil and fermented.

  Of course this kind of work cannot be done in the village, otherwise, the whole Jiapigou would definitely stink.

  So we built a manure field in the southeast outside the village. The southeast wind is rarely blown here, so the smell cannot spread to the village.

   Don't look at Zhang Ganzi being disliked by others outside, but in Jiapigou, his status has risen rapidly. Farmers understand the importance of fertilizers, so they all look up to Zhang Ganzi.

  Everyone greets each other when they meet: "Yo, the general is back!"

  General, um, is the abbreviation of General Shao, and also Zhang Ganzi’s new nickname.

   Zhang Ganzi, who originally wished he could not take a bath once a year, is now diligent, and has to take a shower every day when he gets home, otherwise, the smell would be too much for him to bear.

  Everyone said: Dung soup can cure laziness.

  Looking at this gratifying change, Liu Qingshan also deliberately got a simple shower facility, and installed Zhang Pole next to his barn.

   It is a big bag made of plastic cloth, and the surface is painted with black paint to absorb the heat of the sun.

   Throwing the big bag on the lid of the barn brought out a shower head. Zhang Ganzi came back every day and took a hot bath, which almost made his nose soaked.

  Aroused the envy of many women in the village, because after all, they were not like those middle-aged and old men who stripped naked by the river, plopped, jumped into the water and took a bath.

  But asking them to take a bath at the bachelor Zhang Ganzi's house is absolutely impossible, so the one in Liu Qingshan's house is in short supply all day long.

   Such a good thing, of course I have to get one at home.

   It's just that the shower head is not easy to get, otherwise, it is estimated that it will be popularized in the village soon.

  In the past few days, Liu Qingshan has been working with everyone every day, and it is the most tiring job in the countryside: mixing big mud and removing big slabs.

  After they dug more than one meter deep into the ground, the black soil layer will disappear and turn into yellow clay, which is just right for mixing with mud.

  Inside the loess, add some broken firewood, the best is to use wheat fish roe, that is, the husk that has been removed from wheat, with awns in it, shaped like a small fish.

  Wheat has not been confiscated this month, even if it is harvested, there are not so many wheat roe.

  Everyone beat bales of hay from the meadow, cut it into pieces with a guillotine, and mixed it into the loess to increase the pulling force.

  The adobe made in this way is relatively strong and can withstand wind and rain.

  When mixing mud, many people wore big knee-high boots and kicked vigorously in the muddy water, so as to be even.

   Then use a big shovel to shovel up a shovel of muddy water, turn it back and forth, and finally save it into a big mud pile for later use.

  It can't be used right now, at least it has to be left for one night, the mud and water are reconciled, and it is sticky before it can be used to remove the mold.

   There is also a special tool for the blanking, a blank mold with only four frames nailed together.

  Put the blank mold on the flat ground, pour mud into it, wipe the surface with a mud board twice, and then gently pull out the blank mold upwards, a long strip of adobe is ready, and it can be used after it dries in the shade.

  So, stripping can also be called rolling.

   This job is definitely tiring and dirty. But everyone worked very hard, because the greenhouse brought them hope that they had never had before.

  Working until noon, Liu Qingshan came home with a suit of mud. Just about to take a shower, he found the sound of water rushing in the simple shed surrounded.

  He quickly leaned against the window and asked Shan Xing, who was setting the table in the room, that it turned out that the elder sister was taking a bath inside.

  So Liu Qingshan simply washed his hands and face, and prepared to go to the natural bathhouse to take a bubble after eating.

  It is now August, the hottest season of the year, and the river is scorching hot, making bathing the most comfortable.

  Lunch is stewed beans, although there is no meat, but with meat oil, small oil bubbles formed on the surface of the beans, very appetizing.

   As for the staple food, it is also very good. It is a big pancake steamed on top when stewing beans. This thing is commonly known as "bean quilt".

  Especially the circle that sticks to the side of the pot, the golden crust is baked, and it is still stained with vegetable soup, which is the most fragrant.

  Liu Qingshan broke a piece of crispy rice for Sifeng and Shan Xing respectively, and then shouted at Gao Wenxue who was lying on the desk on the floor: "Brother-in-law, it's time to eat!"

  Gao Wenxue reluctantly put down the pen in his hand, while eating, he was still nagging, discussing the plot with Liu Qingshan.

  Liu Qingshan is not good at specific writing, but he has a wide range of ideas, and he really made a lot of suggestions.

  The two of them were talking when they heard a timid voice: "Big brother-in-law, third brother, I will go to school and go to college in the future."

  It's Shan Xing, the little guy has been listening, because she knows that this book was written for her by her elder brother-in-law.

  Liu Qingshan touched her little head, and broke off a piece of pancake dipped in vegetable soup for her: "Yes, our Shan Xing is the most ambitious, and he will definitely be admitted to university."

   "Then I want to go to college with Shan Xing." The fourth child also raised his little hand unwilling to be lonely.

   "Then you have to study hard. In a few days, you will be in the first grade."

  Liu Qingshan looked at the two little girls dotingly, thinking in his heart: In a few days, he has to go to the commune or the county to buy two sets of stationery.

  When the two little girls were full, they took their little hands and went to the garden, picked up some barnyard grass and the like, put them into a small basket, and went to feed the sika deer.

   They take care of this sika deer every day, and the injury is recovering well, and they are getting closer to the two little girls.

  But he is still not very friendly to Liu Qingshan. He greets each other with antlers, and Liu Qingshan has to walk around it.

  Finding out a change of clothes and carrying them in a basket, Liu Qingshan went to the river to take a bath.

From the west end of the village to the east end of the village, the team expanded to more than a dozen people, all of them were middle-aged and old, and there were a few old men who had been working with Dani all morning, because they had a rest in the afternoon, so Came to take a shower.

  A few steps out of the village is a small bridge, through which a winding river flows. This river has no name.

  Because it is a small tributary of the Songhua River, everyone just calls it Xiaosongjiang.

   These days, the river water is not polluted, and the water quality is very clear. Because following the adults, the safety is guaranteed, so all the young and old children jumped into the water with a splash.

  Washing and washing, I don't know who picked the leader, so I started to fight water.

   Or squatting in a large tank in a competition, which is also a very fun event, that is, the whole body is submerged in the water, and it is a competition to see who can hold their breath for the longest time.

   In addition, there is a favorite game of half-children: the name cannot be verified. It is to stick a piece of mud on the railing of the small bridge, about two meters high.

  Then, the little ones lined up and started peeing to see who could get the slime off.

  This game is not a chicken.

   "Brother Dajiang, you come to play too."

  The big head is really big, and he is still yelling at his uncle and brother Zhang Dajiang in the water.

  The big Zhang Luo who was taking a bath laughed loudly: "You brother Dajiang married a wife last year, and you put water guns under the bed every day, but you can't practice this."

   Zhang Dajiang also blushed: "Uncle Zhang Luo, why are you becoming more and more dishonest as you get older?"

  Those middle-aged and half-children who seemed to understand half understood also giggled and laughed, and the river was full of joy.

   "Big head, help me touch some clams."

   Liu Qingshan saw that there were many people, so he just yelled for help.

  Clams grow in the sand at the bottom of the river. First, you have to step on them bit by bit with your feet. When you find something hard under your feet, you plunge down and pick them up. Except for pebbles, they are clams.

  For these middle-aged and middle-aged children, this is no problem, just like playing, pick up one, and throw it on the grass on the bank. After a while, it piles up into a hill.

   This is still throwing the small ones back into the water.

  Liu Qingshan also had a childlike innocence. He hadn't played this kind of childhood trick for many years, so he also touched clams together.

  Catched a big one, just out of the water, there was a jet of water, shot to the face, this is a means of self-protection clam, will shoot water.

  Technology is a bit rusty, so it must not be sprayed, Liu Qingshan was sprayed in the face, and made the friends around laugh for a while.

  Of course he didn't care, but found it interesting.

  When I went back, I had to go back and forth several times before I brought all the clams home. Several people sat on the small bench and began to pick the clam meat.

  People in the village generally don’t eat this stuff. They think it’s too oily. If you don’t put oil in it, the fishy smell is too strong.

  The clam scoops are all closed, you can’t open them with your hands, and they are easy to scratch. You have to put them in the sun for a while, and when they open slightly, put the blade in, cut off the adductor muscle, and then split them into two halves.

  Specially cut off the meat of the ax foot, and then beat it with a hammer or a wooden stick until it becomes loose, cut it into thin slices, blanch it lightly in water, and then it can be fried and eaten.

  It is best to put some red dried chili, it tastes very enjoyable.

  In addition, this month is the breeding season of river mussels. If it is a female, there will be yellow children after breaking open. This tastes more delicious, not much worse than crab roe.

  Three people were skillfully peeling the mussel meat, and beside them were Liu Caifeng and Shan Xing'er, who also helped clean up the mussel meat and cut off the inedible parts.

   "Wow, what a beautiful little ball!"

  Suddenly, Xiao Caifeng cheered.

  Liu Qingshan followed the prestige, and couldn't help but feel refreshed.

  On the fingertips of Xiao Lao Si, there was a round bead about the size of a quail egg, which emitted a yellow halo under the sunlight.

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