Accidentally Born in the ‘60s:

The family hurriedly packed up and went up the mountain, but when they saw Zhen Zhen's look of anticipation, both Mrs. Li and Wang Sufen were dumbfounded. If you don't take Zhen Zhen, it will be too much time for you to work alone. If you take Zhen Zhen, Mrs. Li is really afraid that something will happen to this little ancestor.

"If you don't take Zhen Zhen home, it's a big deal that we will work for two more days." Mrs. Li said hesitantly.

"Mother, you are at home, the mountain road up and down the mountain is not easy to walk, and your feet should hurt again." Wang Sufen hurriedly snatched the basket from her hand: "I am young and strong, me and Dongzi's father Go up the mountain."

Zhen Zhen looked at Mrs. Li and then looked at Wang Sufen, and suddenly became anxious, she patted the kang forcefully, seeing that Mrs. Li and Wang Sufen turned back to look at her when they heard the news, Zhen Zhen immediately pointed to herself, "Go!" in a loud voice

As soon as she heard that Zhen Zhen was going, Mrs. Li softened her heart, she sat on the edge of the kang and hugged Zhen Zhen in her arms: "Bao, do you want to go up the mountain?"

Zhen Zhen didn't even care to pretend to be stupid, that little head nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Go go go!"

Wang Sufen hurriedly touched a fruit to coax her: "Bao, darling, the adults went up the mountain to work, not to play with you."

In the house all day, apart from lying on the windowsill, if no one else is holding you, you can't leave this kang. Zhen Zhen is almost going crazy in the house.

Zhen Zhen looked at Wang Sufen, her mouth was flat and her eyes were a little red. Mrs. Li looked at her granddaughter's tears, and she became anxious, and immediately shouted: "Go!"

Zhen Zhen immediately burst into laughter, looking at Mrs. Li and said sweetly: "Good milk!"

Mr. Li was completely melted by Zhen Zhen's words, she forgot all the worries in her mind before, she only knew that her granddaughter wanted to go to the mountain to play, and immediately went to get Zhen Zhen's little coat happily. Wang Sufen took advantage of the efforts of Mingnan and Mingbei to clean up the farm implements in the yard, hugged Zhen Zhen in her arms, and asked her seriously: "Bao, mother told you that there are many people going up the mountain, so we can't make it any longer. The kind of thing that let the branch pass the fruit to the mouth, let others see it is incredible."

Old Mrs. Li came over with Zhen Zhen's kettle and clothes, she was shocked when she heard Wang Sufen's words: "When did this happen?"

Wang Sufen took the clothes and put them on Zhen Zhen and said: "It was when I harvested the crops last time, she was on my back, and when I turned around, the blueberry branch stretched out ten meters behind my head, she ate a Pick one, and the branch can be retracted after eating."

Mr. Li was shocked: "This ability is incredible, I wonder which immortal has this ability?"

"Ancient..." Wang Sufen recalled the dream she had when she was pregnant with Zhen Zhen.

"Don't fix the ancient times, I don't understand the ancient times." Madam Li saw that Zhen Zhen was all packed up, so she helped Wang Sufen take the cloth bag to Zhen Zhen and put it on her back, she thought about it when she was going out, He took another basin and carried half a bucket of water.

Mingbei packed up and just came out to call for someone. Seeing that Mrs. Li had a bag on the left and a pot on the right, she quickly picked it up and said, "Milk, what are you doing with the basin?"

"Pick fruit for your sister!" Mrs. Li waved her hand: "Hurry up, go up the mountain!"

This time I took Zhen Zhen up the mountain, and Mrs. Li made all the preparations. She asked Ming Nan and Ming Bei to pick half a pot of fruit along the way. The cloth sheet was spread on the ground, and a deformed lunch box was taken out from the basket. After opening it, it contained pine nuts and three biscuits bought from the supply and marketing cooperative. Wang Sufen washed the fruit with half a bucket of water and put it in a basin. Put it next to Zhen Zhen. Zhen Zhen took a look, it was no different from the spring outing when she was in school.

Old Mrs. Li looked left and looked at her and was relieved, all the fruits that could be picked along the way were in the pot, and it was enough for Zhen Zhen to eat. She squatted beside Qingqing and stuffed pine nuts into her mouth while whispering. She: "Baby, let's just eat the fruit in this pot, can't you pick it from other places, do you hear?" Zhen Zhen nodded quickly, she was afraid that if she pretended to be stupid, Mrs. Li would be able to pick another pot.

The three men over there have already started to work. Don't look at Mingbei's usual lip service, but he is a good hand to go hunting in the mountains and fishing in the river to clean up the crops. Anyway, as long as it's about food, let him do it All enthusiastic.

Li Muwu took his two sons to plan potatoes together, and loosened the planer. He could pull out a bunch of potatoes with his hands. Mingnan looked at the potatoes that were connected one by one and couldn't help shouting. A voice: "Milk! Come and see, our potatoes are in trouble!"

"Nonsense, there is still time for potatoes to cause disaster? If only it were a disaster, we won't be hungry any time." Mrs. Li took a look at it, and she was immediately happy: "Such a large string of , I'm afraid this field is full."

Mingbei happily threw all the potatoes into the wicker basket he brought, waiting to be transported down the mountain for a while. Now is the busy time of autumn. Although there are no farmers in Beicha, basically every household grows something to eat. Except for some in the yard, the rest is a wasteland created by themselves. As long as it is a wasteland, it is not close to home, so the people who have carriages make their own, and no one borrows them.

Li Muwu pushed his flatbed truck and put it at the bottom of the mountain. He also brought a pole and a lot of wicker baskets to the mountain. It didn't take much time for the baskets to be full.

Li Muwu and Mingnan went down with two baskets of potatoes, and Mingbei also carried half a sack. When Mingbei looked at the car at the bottom of the mountain, Li Muwu and Mingnan took another trip and the flatbed truck was full. , Li Muwu hurriedly pushed to the house.

Zhen Zhen sat on the ground and ate a wild blueberry, and Mrs. Li looked back at her from time to time while breaking the corn. Zhen Zhen's stomach is not big, she will be full after eating for a while, she picked up the handkerchief she put aside and wiped her mouth, then watched her family harvest the crops. Mrs. Li broke down the corn one by one, while Wang Sufen squatted in the cabbage field and pulled the cabbage out one by one, looking very laborious.

Looking outside, Zhen Zhen saw that Ming Bei and Ming Nan were still at the foot of the mountain, and there was no one nearby, so she pointed her finger at the cabbage. Wang Sufen was pulling a piece of cabbage hard, when suddenly her hands loosened, and she squatted on the ground with one buttocks. Rubbing her waist, Wang Sufen put the cabbage in her hands to the ground, and when she stood up, she was about to pull out one. Only then did she realize that the cabbage all over the floor had jumped out of the soil at some point and was neatly placed on the ground. .

Wang Sufen hurriedly turned around to look at Zhen Zhen, only to see her showing her four little teeth and smiling at Wang Sufen, Wang Sufen had to come over and instructed: "Your brother, they are not allowed to know this when they are here."

Zhen Zhen nodded, took out a lantern fruit from the basin and shoved it into Wang Sufen's mouth, Wang Sufen couldn't help but smiled and tapped her forehead: "I know how to bribe you with delicious food Mom, you're a jerk."

There is no need to pull the cabbage. Wang Sufen saved a lot of trouble. She took the machete and chopped off the roots of the cabbage one by one. When Mingnan and Mingbei came up, Wang Sufen had already packed most of the cabbage. Immediately, the two brothers were dumbfounded: "Mother, you are too good at work." Wang Sufen glanced at them proudly: "Learn, don't be so rude."

The brothers don't have a place to watch the time. They just think that they are too slow, so they delay things. When they go down the mountain with their things, they walk fast one by one, but they have so much energy, and they are tired after two or three trips. The two silly boys were sweating profusely.

With Qingqing's secret help, the crops of Lao Li's family were harvested very quickly. After only four or five days of work, the cabbage, potatoes, radishes and soybeans were all harvested, and the sorghum was harvested.

Ming Bei rubbed his sore shoulders, glanced at the sorghum field on the gentle slope, and asked suspiciously, "Why do I think our field is so big? Mom, did you open up wasteland again in the spring?"

Ms. Li looked left and right and felt that the area seemed to be a lot bigger, but she guessed that it might be Zhen Zhen who increased the production, so she fooled her grandson without thinking: "It's a little more variety, and it's for winter. You can eat steamed sorghum rice."

Because of the busy work, no one has the time to look at the extra land, but when the sorghum is harvested, the crops behind are exposed, and the family is dumbfounded.

Mingnan and Mingbei looked at the golden color in front of them, with question marks in their eyes: "Milk, why did this sorghum turn into yellow ears?"

Zhen Zhen smiled when she saw the exposed field of wheat. Although the family tried her best to eat ground rice noodles for her, it was quite sweet for Zhen Zhen to eat it once in a while, but eating too much is really good. Not very good to swallow. And this year, although I can often hunt some wild animals back home, it is very difficult to make dumplings. Occasionally, Mrs. Li can't bear Li Mingbei's rambling, so she mixes rice noodles and sorghum noodles to make noodles. , wrap some to satisfy their cravings, but the side is too thick to say, there is no fragrance, and the stuffing of wild boar and cabbage is blinded.

At that time, Zhen Zhen had the idea of ​​planting some wheat, but now in this difficult era of grain consumption, sorghum, the highest yield and most hunger-resistant grain per mu, is the favorite of Beicha people. Almost no rice and wheat are grown. Zhen Zhen reluctantly controlled her consciousness and searched for many places every night. One day she didn't know how far she went, and finally she saw wheat and rice growing in the ground on a farm.

Zhen Zhen took one pill from each sample, and returned to the mountain in an instant. For Zhen Zhen, the quantity is not a problem, as long as there are seeds, everything can be said. Therefore, the plants growing behind the sorghum field quickly moved to other places under Zhen Zhen's consciousness, the black soil was automatically turned flat, a grain of wheat and a grain of rice fell into the ground, and instantly grew a piece, almost the same as that of sorghum. mature at the same time.

Mr. Li stood behind her two grandsons and was stunned for a moment when she saw the golden wheat, but she had experienced many things at an old age, and she reacted in an instant. She coughed, trying to suppress the strangeness of her voice, and said lightly: "This is the wheat I told you before. When I was a child with my father in Lu Province, this kind of grain was grown, and when it is ground, it is White noodles!"

"White noodles!" Mingnan and Mingbei exclaimed in surprise, and then burst into laughter again. The two happily hugged each other and jumped and jumped: "There is white noodles, and our family has white noodles to eat."

"Don't make a fuss!" Mrs. Li shouted: "This white flour is a rarity, and I can't even buy it with a ticket now. This is also the seed that I bought back with a grain ticket, so I planted so much. , give it to me, but I can't let outsiders know."

"I know!" Ming Nanle's mouth couldn't close: "It's such a good thing that a fool would say it, what if someone borrowed it from us? It must not be known to outsiders."

Ming Bei came over and swayed around Mrs. Li's arm: "Mother, have you grown some rice or something? I want to eat rice." Mrs. Li's legs trembled when she heard it, and she also thought Do you know if you grow rice at home? But can rice be grown on this mountain? Mrs. Li stood in front of the wheat field and calmed down for a moment, then instructed Ming Nan: "Go and bring my crutches."

Ming Nan couldn't help but rolled his eyes, picked up the crutches that had been thrown about ten meters away, and handed it to Mrs. Li while babbling: "Mother, you said that you are windy when you walk, and you can't even climb mountains. Out of breath, what are you doing with a cane all day? I don't think it's useful other than beating me and my brother."

Mr. Li glared at him, raised her crutches and knocked on his ass: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and transport the sorghum to our house so that we can harvest the wheat, there are a lot of people going up the mountain recently, don't let people stare at him. ."

Mingbei was anxious: "Damn, leave the sorghum aside for now. It's true to bring the wheat home first. I'm still thinking about eating steamed buns, or eating dumplings with white noodles."

"Xing Xing Xing, hurry up to work." Mrs. Li danced the crutches, drove her two grandchildren to cut the wheat, and walked to the back of the wheat field with her crutches trembling.

Zhen Zhen grows these two kinds of refined grains just to improve the food for her family from time to time and satisfy their cravings, so they don't grow many. Soon, Mrs. Li crossed the wheat field and saw a field of rice. Looking at the solid land under the rice, Mrs. Li couldn't help covering her face with her calloused hands: "My silly granddaughter, this is under the rice. What is rice without water!"

Mingnan Mingbei, who was working in the front, thought about having white noodles with great energy, and the sickle swung whirring, and the pieces of wheat stalks fell down quickly. Li Muwu was also a little stunned when he saw the wheat ears in one place. He was silent for a moment, then turned around and went down the mountain again. When he came back, he pushed the flatbed truck directly up, and also took the torn tarpaulin that he had used for many years. .

Put the ears of wheat into the basket and put them on the flatbed cart, then covered the tarpaulin and tied it with ropes firmly. Li Muwu checked it from front to back and left and right to make sure that the wicker basket would not fall off before pushing the flatbed cart away. .

After two days of work, no one could see the rice behind until the wheat was harvested. Wang Sufen and Li Muwu continued to remain silent, while Mingbei went crazy with joy: "Damn, why are you so good? Why are you so capable? ? Did you know that I planted rice because I really wanted to eat rice?"

Mingnan gave him a glance: "Why don't you want to eat it? You are still drooling in your dreams at night, and you say you want to eat pig's trotters. I was so scared that I didn't dare to straighten my legs all night, because I was afraid that you would bite my feet. ."

Ming Bei angrily kicked him: "Did you wake me up that day? I dreamed of a pot of pig's trotters that was just out of the pot, do you know how fragrant it is? The meat is oily, The stew was so fast that it was boneless. I was about to reach for it when I was suddenly kicked and woke up. I asked you the next day, and you said it wasn't you!"

"It's not me, it's not me. It's the second brother. When the second brother comes back, you can ask him." Mingnan ran fast, and Mingbei wanted to chase him, but Mrs. Li shouted at him: "Okay, don't It's a mess, hurry up and cut the rice, and at night the milk will stew the wild boar leg that was marinated last time for you."

Ming Bei was delighted when he heard it: "That designation is more fragrant than pig's trotters."

Ming Nan touched his stomach and couldn't help swallowing: "It's a pity that this rice can't be eaten directly, otherwise it would be delicious to eat stewed pork legs with a pot of rice!" He sighed and looked at The rice in front of him asked Mrs. Li, "Damn, why do you say rice is called rice? It doesn't have water?"

Wang Sufen trembled next to her and nearly cut her leg, and Mrs. Li coughed: "Rice is usually grown in paddy fields, but our variety is different. High-mountain rice is specially grown in the mountains. Your uncle sent it back."

"Oh, the place where my uncle stayed is really good. I think his crops are more complete than ours." Mingbei couldn't help but envied.

Mingnan couldn't help but give him a white look: "Are you stupid? We don't have any in the south, just hazel mushrooms and pine nuts, don't you have to send milk to the uncle every year."

"You're right." Mingbei scratched his head cheerfully: "It's better for us, my sister likes to eat pine nuts and hazelnuts, and go back on the hour after harvesting the crops. I tell you, As soon as I peeled her pine nuts, she would be happy with me, and she would eat her heart."

Mingnan glanced at Mingbei: "Isn't that the same as you?"

Ming Bei nodded again and again: "That's not the case, or we are brothers and sisters."

Sitting beside Zhen Zhen, she couldn't help worrying about Ming Bei's IQ: This silly child, is eating heart and eye a compliment? Your brother is hurting you, don't you know? Why is it a bit rude that I can't understand it.

Lao Li's family has been busy for half a month from old to young, and finally collected all the grain in the field. This time, for the first time, Mrs. Li knows what is full of grain, and the cabbage collected in the previous cellar last time The potatoes are still full. This time, they can only be put in the cellar in the back room. The corn, sorghum, wheat ears, and rice must all be dried. Mrs. Li collected all the vegetables in the yard and made a wish for Mingnan and Ming. Beisteamed the big steamed buns and coaxed them to level the ground, drying the whole yard.

At the moment, every household is busy. Those who open up wasteland by themselves receive food, but they don't open up wasteland outside. They also plant some in the yard. In addition, all kinds of mushrooms and wild fruits in the mountains are ripe. Now, every household is busy going to the house. When they get home at night, they fall asleep when they are tired. Not to mention those who visit, even the fourth uncle and four aunts haven't come over for a long time.

Mrs. Li had a good idea of ​​keeping some wheat seeds and rice to be planted next year. It's easy to hide it from outsiders, and the two silly boys in the family can talk about it.

Mr. Li has thought about it. If Mingdong asks, she will show him the seeds. Anyway, at the end of the year, basically a few adults in the family go to the ground, and the children go to school to clean up the osmanthus. What they don't know.

The crops were harvested. Except for Mrs. Li, who watched Zhen Zhen at home, everyone else went up the mountain again, carrying pine cones and hazelnuts in sacks and sacks. More than a dozen kinds of mushrooms, such as Hericium erinaceus, Hazel mushroom, and pine mushroom, are all over the place. They are picked and taken home to be dried. In winter, pork is stewed in a pot of mountain delicacies. The taste is not so fresh. Zhen Zhen's favorite wild fruits are also indispensable, baskets of blueberries, girls, lanterns, wild hawthorns are moved home.

Mr. Li sat on the kang, put on needles and thread, sewed it on the girl's skin, and put on a string of more than one meter long and hung it by the window, she made a dozen strings for Zhen Zhen, what? When I wanted to eat it, I crawled over and dragged it down and put two in my mouth, not to mention how beautiful it was.

The family is full of joy of a bumper harvest, and Mingxi has been working harder in Bingcheng. Mingdong, Mingxi, and Osmanthus ate at the fourth uncle Li Mulin's house. When they came out of the fourth uncle's house at noon, Mingdong always felt a little annoying when he looked at Mingxi who was following him. He pushed on his glasses and said cheerfully: "Mingxi, don't you want to go to Bingcheng's university? Take advantage of this time in Bingcheng, go around and see which school you like?"

Mingxi nodded stupidly: "I think so, but I have to buy things first. My mother said that I have to accompany you to buy things. This is a serious business. I don't think the university is in a hurry. "

It's really worthless! Mingdong glanced at Mingxi silently, his eyes rolled and he began to support him again: "What, I forgot to ask when the fourth uncle will come home? You can ask another question, and I will definitely ask you when you get home. This."

"It's not that bad." Mingxi turned around and jumped back after hearing this. Ming Dong watched him enter the alley, grabbed Osmanthus by the hand and ran to the street.

Although Osmanthus and Mingdong grew up together, the hand-holding had never happened before. Before Osmanthus could react, she felt her arm being held by a big warm hand, and her face suddenly turned red. My heart was beating like kicking a rabbit. As she ran, she couldn't help but look at Ming Dong, who just happened to lower his head, the two of them looked at each other, and their faces were a little red.

Running out of the alley, a trolleybus just happened to come, Ming Dong pulled Osmanthus into the car, and the two sat down in the back, and it took a long time to catch their breath. Mingdong thought about his actions and always felt a little silly and funny. He turned his head and looked at Osmanthus, who was smiling at him with a pursed mouth. Addicted to it.

"Are you tired?" Ming Dong's hand was still holding Osmanthus' wrist, and Osmanthus's eyes slid over Mingdong's hand and landed on his face again, and couldn't help showing a happy smile.

"What are you laughing at?" Ming Dong looked at Osmanthus and felt his face warm.

Osmanthus pursed her lips and said, "I never thought we would run on the street holding hands like this." Thinking that Mingxi couldn't find the two of them when he came out, he couldn't help laughing: "You explain What if West can't find us?"

"It is estimated that I will go to the fourth uncle to complain." Ming Dong thought about it and added: "I will definitely tell the milk when I get home."

At this time, Mingxi, who couldn't find the two in the alleys and streets, was about to cry angrily, and he ran all the way back to Li Mulin's house. Seeing him coming back again, Li Mulin couldn't help but ask him, "What did you forget to say again?"

"Fourth uncle, look at my brother, he threw this Osmanthus sister for me and ran away!"