Accidentally Born in the ‘60s:

Mingbei went out every day during the holidays, and even thought about taking Zhen Zhen to the hydrolysis plant to play, but Zhen Zhen was not thinking about playing at all at this time, she went up the mountain after breakfast every day, and went back to the water after lunch. Back to the mountain. The children in the small town in the forest area are all out in the wild, and Mrs. Li knows that Zhen Zhen can control plants and animals, so she is not worried about her being injured in the mountains. Ming Bei was curious about what Zhen Zhen played in the mountains every day, Zhen Zhen flutteringly said that she was training rhubarb, and Ming Bei was so scared that she didn't want to hear any more details.

Zhen Zhen has no idea about woodworking, she even dug out a big mahogany box from the soil and emptied the contents, but she didn't find out why. Since it was unrealistic to pack the boxes by herself, Zhen Zhen came up with another idea, she found a giant tree of Korean pine that grew to be over a meter in diameter, and then broke into a one-meter stake.

Zhen Zhen couldn't help feeling proud of her wit when she touched the wooden stake. When she was using it, she could use it as a box as long as she emptied the wooden stake. The escaped things were also made into a cover, which was not wasted at all.

I patted the wooden stakes casually and all of them sank to the bottom. The thick soil automatically formed a sealing layer around the wooden stakes. Not only could air not get in, but even rainwater would not fall below.

Solving the problem that had been bothering her for a long time, Zhen Zhen suddenly felt much more relaxed, she moved to the sparsely populated creek between the two mountain streams, Zhen Zhen folded some willows from the willow tree beside the creek Branches, hands and feet neatly weave a flower basket. Putting the flower basket next to the stream, and lightly tapping with your fingers, a water cricket about the size of a palm crawled out of the stream and consciously got into the flower basket.

The appearance of the water cricket is very similar to the lobster in the sea, but it is much smaller. They have very strict requirements on water quality. The rivers and streams where they live must have clear water, and a little pollution will cause them. die. The creeks and rivers near Beicha are only the water crickets in the creek in the middle of the mountain, because they are not preyed on, so they grow fat and big.

When the flower basket was full, Zhen Zhen stopped, fastened the braided lid on the flower basket, tied the wicker up and down, and made a handle to come out. The taste of this water cricket is similar to that of crayfish, it must be numb and spicy to be delicious.

In this era, the seasoning of dried chili peppers can only be bought by a family during the Chinese New Year, and it is also a scarce thing. Therefore, when Zhen Zhen first discovered this creek, she sprinkled some seasonings that can be used as seeds at home, and urged them to grow out of it and then leave it alone. As they produce freely, they only have to be used. When she arrived, she came over to ripen some and brought them back, saying that they came across wild ones in the mountains. Mrs. Li and Wang Sufen knew this very well, but what they were hiding were Osmanthus and a few children.

Returning home in high spirits, Mrs. Li knew at a glance that it was brought back to eat, and hurriedly went up to take the basket from her hand. As soon as he started, he felt his arm slump, and immediately called out to Shen Bei to let him carry it to the kitchen, while he carefully looked at Zhen Zhen's palm, his distressed face was wrinkled together: "Why do you bring back such an old and heavy thing? Is it? Did you let the nanny take out the print?"

"It's okay, milk, this weight is like playing with me." Zhen Zhen put her arms around Mrs. Li's arm, revealing her white and tender palms, and there was not even a trace of bruises. Holding Zhen Zhen's little hand, Mrs. Li softly instructed her: "Although you are strong, you are a girl after all, you feel sorry for yourself at home and outside, don't do any rough and tiring work by yourself. Whatever you want to eat, Take your fourth brother up the mountain, even if he catches a wild boar, he can carry it back for you."

Zhen Zhen was teased and smiled, she put one arm around Mrs. Li's arm and lifted the flower basket with the other: "I was afraid that my fourth brother would be so scared when he saw the wild boar, he would turn around I have to carry the pig in one hand and carry him in the other."

Put the basket containing the water crickets into the kitchen, and Wang Sufen hurried in from the vegetable garden with a pot of freshly picked vegetables. When she saw the flower basket in the middle of the kitchen, she quickly put the pot aside, stretched out her hand to remove the willow branch tied to it, and asked curiously, "What is it?"

As soon as the voice fell, the lid of the flower basket fell off, and inside it was densely packed with water crickets waving a pair of pliers, looking extremely brave, with a cloth pocket pressed on it.

Wang Sufen picked up the cloth pocket and untied it. It contained red chili peppers and peppercorns. She couldn't help but laugh, "Isn't such a pungent smell killing the water cricket?"

Zhen Zhen smiled a little embarrassedly: "I've been pondering this all the way, saying that the water cricket must not die, it would be bad if it died."

Mrs. Li found the largest enamel pot in the house, and Wang Sufen and Wang Sufen poured out all the water crickets in the basket and filled a full pot. Mrs. Li shouted in surprise: "Good guy, they are all so big, where did you catch them?"

Zhen Zhen said vaguely: "Just put it on the side of the mountain." As for her own abilities, because of the need for survival, she only exposed to Old Lady Li and Wang Sufen the control of animals and plants. As for teleportation and the separation of consciousness, she has always regarded it as her little secret and kept it tightly in her heart.

The Hongsong Mountains in Beicha are endless, so Mrs. Li asked casually and didn't care. Seeing that Wang Sufen was about to prepare for cooking, Mrs. Li hurriedly pushed her back to the house to rest: "After a lot of tossing. It's morning, hurry up to rest your legs, listen to the radio or something. Your mother just washed a pot of foreign persimmons and cucumbers for you to put in the house, go eat two."

Zhen Zhen agreed, and while walking out, she didn't forget to turn her head and instruct Wang Sufen: "Mom, put more chili peppers and prickly ash to make it taste better."

Wang Sufen glanced at her helplessly: "How old a child, how can you eat spicy food better than the gentlemen?"

Zhen Zhen smiled: "It's not spicy, it's not delicious."

Because I made spicy water crickets at noon, lunch was a full half an hour later than usual, but when I opened the door and smelled the spicy and delicious smell in the kitchen, I immediately felt that all the waiting was worth it.

A large pot of bright and bright water crickets was brought to the table, Zhen Zhen couldn't wait to take one, pinched her head with one hand, and pulled out the tender and tender meat soaked in soup with the other and put it in In his mouth, he sucked the fingers that were already soaked with spicy juice, and it felt so refreshing.

Zhen Zhen peeled off one after another without raising her head, and in a short while there was a pile of water cricket skins on the table in front of her. Mrs. Li didn't eat a single bite of dry food when she saw that she was afraid. She tasted spicy, and from time to time she fed her a few mouthfuls of food with chopsticks and stuffed a piece of steamed bun into her mouth.

Ming Bei ran far away today, and by the time he got home, he was more than half an hour later than usual. Thinking that the family had finished eating, Mingbei scooped water from the yard and washed his hands, and was going to go directly to the kitchen to find some leftovers to eat, but as soon as he entered the house, he heard Mrs. Li's voice: "Eat Is it so spicy? Is it okay to feed you porridge with milk?"

Smelling the spicy smell in the room, Ming Bei's eyes lit up, and he rushed into the room with three steps and two steps, and was immediately shocked by the tall cricket skins piled up in front of Zhen Zhen.

"Did you catch a cricket today? You said it earlier, if you know I'll go with you, I'll catch this thing." Mingbei said as he reached out and took one from the basin.

Wang Sufen beat him down and instructed him to say, "Go to the kitchen and get a basin, I'll clean up the table and you're eating." Osmanthus just finished her last bite when she heard that she hurriedly got off the kang: "Let Ming Bei Eat, I'll go get a basin."

Osmanthus can't be spicy while breastfeeding, and Mrs. Li and Wang Sufen can't eat two of them. The big pot of water cockroaches Zhen Zhen ate half the pot by herself. After burping, Zhen Zhen licked her fingers, and she didn't know what to do. Looking at the water crickets in the basin, I sighed regretfully: "I didn't eat enough."

"I haven't eaten enough to eat tomorrow, and I still have a pot to cook." Wang Sufen said quickly, for fear that she would eat a bad stomach: "Go down and wash your hands, and drink the rice, noodle, and porridge."

Zhen Zhen shook her head while burping: "No, I can't eat any more, I have to go to the yard for a couple of laps, and then I can eat it in the afternoon when it's empty."

While talking, Mingbei took a water cricket before peeling it and couldn't wait to put it in his mouth to **** the soup on the skin. After tasting the numb and spicy taste, Mingbei grinned and stretched out. Sticking out his tongue: "Mom, what you made this time is really delicious and full of flavor, but the one you made last year was tasteless."

"Your sister has wild peppers and wild peppers in the mountains." Wang Sufen quickly explained the source of the seasoning: "Otherwise I wouldn't be able to put so much. It's just that this wild thing tastes better than what you grow yourself, you I don't know that I choked when I was cooking, I always regret putting so much, and I will have to put less when I cook tomorrow."

"Don't tell me, Mom." Mingbei called out in a hurry: "I will follow this tomorrow, it's delicious."

Zhen Zhen leaned on Mrs. Li and nodded her head, and didn't forget to add: "A little more peppercorns, the tongue is not numb enough."

"You can really be a demon." Wang Sufen smiled and glanced at Zhen Zhen, while cleaning up the table, she did not forget to instruct Ming Bei: "Save some for your father, and let him drink at night."

After eating the spicy water cricket, Zhen Zhen lay on the kang and pondered the spicy shrimp and spicy crab, but the crab is not fat enough now, why have to wait for autumn, there are a lot of shrimp, go back and fish Some.

After eating and drinking, Zhen Zhen lay on the kang without thinking about anything, yawned, and her body quickly fell into a deep sleep. Her body was still awake when she was sleeping, and Zhen Zhen took the opportunity to explore the way to the densely populated big city.

In recent years, with the growth of age, Zhen Zhen has become more and more adept at controlling her consciousness. Even if her consciousness is thousands of miles away, she can return to her body in one second, so Zhen Zhen is inconvenient to go. In many cases where it is too far away, it is the best way to allow consciousness to explore the way.

Zhen Zhen's first stop is still the familiar Bingcheng. A hundred years ago, Bingcheng was an important transportation hub and a key transportation node. The local economy was extremely prosperous, and there were many big capitalists and big businessmen.

It is different from the quietness of Beicha. Various sports have already started here. Zhen Zhen hastily moved to the luxury residential area of ​​Bingcheng. Light falls on a house facing only the street.

The owner of the house, surnamed Meng, is an old couple in their 50s and 60s. There is also a young man in his 30s sitting in the house. He should be talking about their youngest son.

The graceful Mrs. Meng was sitting on the sofa wearing a cheongsam with an anxious face: "I heard that Zhang Xiuming's house has been raided, and he was dragged to the street for parade. According to this momentum, sooner or later, he will come to our house, old man. Meng, are you thinking about something? Should we ask someone to go to the government to talk about things?"

Mr. Meng frowned, he took a cigar irritably, and his tone was very bad: "Do you think Zhang Xiuming didn't find someone? It doesn't work at all. To tell you the truth, if he doesn't find someone, maybe The first one is not yet his turn."

"Then what do you say?" Mrs. Meng stood up and paced from the room uneasily: "Can't you still hide?"

"This is the only way, let's take a boat to Hong Kong." Mr. Meng pressed the cigar in his hand into the ashtray: "Hurry up and pack up, see how many big yellow croakers we have in our house? Put the jewelry, Antique calligraphy and paintings are gathered together, I will see if anyone is willing to collect them, even if they are sold at a low price, they will be exchanged for gold.”

"I don't want any of our factories anymore?" Mrs. Meng was so distressed that she almost cried: "I have all my belongings in it."

Mr. Meng sighed helplessly: "Where do you care about these things now, life is the most important thing."

Meng Fansheng, the youngest son of the Meng family, quickly stood up and echoed: "My dad said that if the ticket to Tianjin is not repaid, we will go directly by car."

Mr. Meng nodded: "You go and talk to Wanru and ask her to pack her things too. Don't want the miscellaneous ones, just pick the valuable ones with you."

Meng Fansheng responded and left in a hurry. The butler of the Meng family followed behind, hurriedly locking the door, for fear of intruders.

Mrs. Meng had already gone to start packing at this time. Mr. Meng came to the study and took down the antique calligraphy and paintings on the wall, just like the antiques on the shelf, and reluctantly wiped off the dust on it, his eyes full of melancholy.

Zhen Zhen quickly calculated that her family is rich, but how to exchange with Mr. Meng is a problem. Zhen Zhen was just an ordinary student in her previous life, except for studying, she never used her brain in other places. After scratching her head, Zhen Zhen decided to bring the gold first.

Mr. Meng lives in a wealthy area before the founding of the People's Republic of China. Not to mention the beautiful environment, the location is also very good. Zhen Zhen circled around Meng's house twice, and found a forest not far away. Although the area is not large, it was considered secluded and quiet compared to other places.

Consciousness returned to her body, Zhen Zhen opened her eyes and looked at the clock on the cabinet, it was just three o'clock in the afternoon. After stretching, Zhen Zhen got off the kang. Wang Sufen was doing laundry in the yard, and when she saw that Zhen Zhen was about to go out again, she couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed: "If you see the sky, go out to the wild, where are you planning to go?"

"I'm sick from eating, so I went out for two laps." Zhen Zhen kissed Wang Sufen on the face when she passed by: "I'll pick wild flowers for you when I come back."

Wang Sufen is angry and funny: "How old I am, I still bring flowers, don't give me that useless thing."

"Then I'll give my mother something useful." Zhen Zhen smiled and put her arms around her neck and whispered in her ear: "I planted a piece of cotton in the mountains."

"Really." Wang Sufen was overjoyed immediately, Li Muwu's annual cotton tickets are really limited, only Ming Dong and Osmanthus made a new cotton jacket when they got married in these years, and Zhen Zhen has a thick cotton jacket, and other people's cotton jackets I have been wearing it for seven or eight years. The cotton inside is as thick as the dough, and I dare not even play it again, because I am afraid that it will shatter and I will not even have a padded jacket.

As soon as she heard that Zhen Zhen had planted cotton, Wang Sufen immediately filled up a large cotton field, and the snow-white cotton swayed in the sun, how beautiful it is to think of such a scene.

Quickly wiped her wet hands on her body, Wang Sufen pulled Zhen Zhen aside and asked her in a whisper, "Where did you get the cotton seeds? How many did you plant?"

The cotton seeds were naturally picked by Zhen Zhen from the place where cotton was grown on other people's farms, she ignored the question, smiled and winked at Wang Sufen: "Mom doesn't know my skills yet, so that's not much. How much is there? Hurry up and discuss with my milk to find an excuse, so I can smuggle the cotton back after you think about it.”

Wang Sufen immediately forgot everything else when she heard it, and didn't even wash her clothes. She tiptoed to the Dongli Room to see if Mrs. Li was awake. In the afternoon, Mrs. Li just closed her eyes and dozed off to recuperate, and she didn't have much time to fall asleep. At first, when Wang Sufen came in, she closed her eyes and kept silent. When Wang Sufen opened the door eight times in five minutes, Mrs. Li finally couldn't help it. She rolled over and sat up frowning and looked at Wang Sufen: "Is the house on fire or what? There's something I can't wait for when I get up. Look at you opening the door over and over again, and it's disturbing my sleep."

Wang Sufen was not angry at all, but rubbed her hands embarrassedly: "I can't help it."

Ms. Li has been with Wang Sufen for more than 20 years, and she understands her character very well. She has always been the kind of person who works hard and doesn't like words very much. Now it must be amazing that she can be so happy.

Ms. Li picked up the cigarette bag and put some cigarette leaves in it: "Go and pour me a jar of water and talk on the kang."

Wang Sufen hurriedly responded, and quickly poured a glass of warm water. Madam Li just took a sip, and before she could swallow it, Wang Sufen couldn't wait to tell her: "Mother, Zhen Zhen has been planted for a long time. the cotton of the ground.”

"Pfft..." Mrs. Li sprayed Wang Sufen all over without swallowing her saliva. Wang Sufen didn't bother to change her wet clothes, and hurriedly helped Mrs. Li beat her back.

It was hard to catch my breath, but Mrs. Li pushed Wang Sufen away angrily: "You can't wait for me to finish drinking water, you will choke me."

Wang Sufen laughed twice again: "I couldn't hold back."

Mr. Li was also amused by her wet and silly appearance. She waved her hand: "Go and change your clothes and come back and tell me." Mrs. Li lit a cigarette bag and pot with a foreign fire. , suddenly remembered that he had not seen Zhen Zhen: "Where's Zhen Zhen?"

"Going out to play." Wang Sufen went back to the house, opened the box and changed her clothes, and hurriedly sat down on Mrs. Li's kang again: "Zhen Zhen said that she has planted a large piece of it. I know how to take it back and let my mother think of an excuse."

Old Mrs. Li smoked the cigarette bag, and her face showed a bit of deep thought: "The quilt will not be changed this year, it can be covered for a year if we make do, and when Osmanthus goes to Dongzi, we will take the opportunity to The quilts were replaced with new ones."

"Are you going to make a padded jacket this year?" Wang Sufen looked at Mrs. Li expectantly, not because she covets new clothes, she is almost fifty years old, and she doesn't like that one anymore, it's really that old padded jacket Cotton trousers are so outrageous.

"Let's do it all." Mrs. Li pondered for a while and said, "If it's not enough to let Mu Wu go out, he said he bought it from outside. Who can go and test it?"

Wang Sufen hesitated for a while, and couldn't help but ask Mrs. Li: "Although no one is going to testify, but so much cotton is pulled back all at once, who do you think Osmanthus will doubt?"

"Doubt what?" Mrs. Li looked at her with joy: "Silly daughter-in-law, I told you that our family Zhen Zhen is so exhausted that she can't guess. It's like the wild vegetables near our pigsty, see the sky. After winter, it grows to the west, and it is more lush than the mountains, who doubts it?"

Wang Sufen shook her head, and Mrs. Li slapped her thigh with joy: "That's right, they all thought it was our family's good soil. Just the yellow sheep that she delivered to her door that year, the neighbors didn't just watch it. I can't even guess why, those who are envious can only say that our family is convinced. Mother Dongzi, you can just rest assured about this matter, all we can do is to help Zhen Zhen find a suitable excuse to transport things home. You don't have to worry about it."

Wang Sufen said, "What mother said is that there is nothing to suspect about this thing. Even if some people think that our family is naughty, they can't guess who it is. If someone really said that, I will say it. I did it, I was possessed by yellow skins, let's see what they can do."

"There is no basis for this kind of thing. If someone really dares to say that, I will say that he is feudal and superstitious. When I see it, it is they who are afraid or our family is afraid."

The more Wang Sufen thought about it, the more she felt that it was safe. She turned around and got off the kang: "I can't wait for the night. No, I'll go and call Dongzi's father back to talk about it now."

Mr. Li looked at her helplessly: "Go, go, you are true, there is no dry food hidden in the kennel, it is really hard to see good things."

At this time, Zhen Zhen was in the mountains taking the gold bars out of the ground. Zhen Zhen had no idea how much today's antique calligraphy and paintings were worth, but to be on the safe side, she counted 200 large yellow croakers and placed them in two wooden stakes. One large yellow croaker cost sixteen taels, Zhen Zhen pondered that two hundred large yellow croakers would be enough to buy that villa.