Accidentally Born in the ‘60s:

Anbei is a small county more than 100 kilometers away from Beicha. There are forests in the east and more than a dozen farms in the west. The largest Anbei farm is dedicated to the transformation of the capitalist class and intellectuals. Zhen Zhen is everywhere. After turning around, I saw that the residence was still clean, and there was a lot of grain in the cafeteria. Although there was no refined grain, but looking at the pans of pancakes, I should not be hungry.

Returning to Beicha, Zhen Zhen felt annoyed that she didn't know much about the past ten years in her previous life. She only knew that the intellectuals and the landlord class would not have a good time, but to what extent, what is the level of each prefecture and city? She knew nothing about it. How to avoid being involved in the class struggle and ensure that the family spends the past ten years in peace, she has no idea in her heart.

Without sleepless nights, it was dawn in the blink of an eye, and Mrs. Li woke up early and turned to look at her granddaughter's dizzy eyes. She was startled: "What's wrong? Didn't sleep well last night?"

Zhen Zhen yawned and sat up from the bed, rubbed her eyes and felt a little nervous: "I just think about the work of my eldest brother and feel a little bit in my heart. Milk, you said that my brother and his classmates have graduated after graduation. What are you doing?"

"I heard from your brother that they are all teachers and they are assigned to agricultural colleges all over the province to train agricultural technicians for the people's commune, so as to guide farmers to plant good land and have a good harvest." Mrs. Li put the Zhen Zhen pressed back into the bed again, put on a coat and sat up.

Zhen Zhen was a little gloomy after hearing this: "Do I have to become a teacher? I always feel a little uneasy."

Mr. Li was silent for a while, then slowly touched the cigarette bag pot and stuffed some tobacco leaves into it. She just took out the foreign fire from the basket and remembered that Zhen Zhen didn't like the smell of smoke, so she quickly put the cigarette bag pot back. On the kang.

She coughed twice and said softly: "Your eldest brother has spent so many years in college without spending a penny at home, and he can still receive allowances from the school every month. It's not that you don't want to do it when you're assigned work." Mrs. Li put on her clothes and got off the kang, and then went back and tucked Zhen Zhen into the quilt: "Don't think about it, just close your eyes quickly. Go to sleep, I'll tell your mother later, don't let her call you." Zhen Zhen yawned in a sleepy way, seeing that Li Mingdong couldn't do anything about the assignment, she simply didn't think about it, she agreed, and soon fell asleep.

I don't know if Mrs. Li noticed something from Zhen Zhen's words. After a few days, she was obviously not interested in mentioning Ming Dong's work after graduation. Occasionally she would sit in front of the stove by herself and watch the burning Exuberant Korean pine in a daze.

Apart from Mingdong, Mingxi went to a military academy, and now he is a soldier, so there seems to be nothing to worry about. Mingnan's academic performance is also good. Before, his family always insisted on the idea of ​​​​going to college if he could, and made him work hard. After thinking about it for two days, Mrs. Li suddenly changed her tone and asked Mingnan to go home after graduating from high school to study for a hydrolysis factory.

Mingnan was not the kind of academic bully in Mingdong. Mrs. Li said that he had no objection to let him not take the university entrance examination. He thought that there were more and more people in the family, and Li Muwu was the only one earning money from work. He thought about it. It may be that the household expenses are too stressful. Therefore, Mingnan didn't even ask any more questions, and agreed.

Looking at the twelfth lunar month, Mingxi finally returned home despite the heavy snow. Wang Sufen burst into tears when she saw her second son, who was black and thin. Since Mingxi went to college, he has only come back twice in total, but he looks darker every time, and the skin on his face is not as fine as before.

Mr. Li came from the house with a feather duster when she heard the movement and came at Mingxi. Mingxi was so frightened that she wanted to go back outside, leaning against the door and her legs began to tremble: "Mother, I'm not doing anything at all, Why are you hitting me?"

"What are you fighting? You are a soldier anyway, can you be tougher." Mrs. Li was angrily laughed at him, and took a feather duster to flick the snow off his legs: "Why don't you wear boots, These shoes will probably be wet after stepping on the snow for a while, so go in and change your pants and shoes, this year your mother specially made a pair of new cotton shoes for you, but they are thick."

Mingxi smiled embarrassedly, her swarthy face was a little red: "I was very tough in sparring and fighting in school, but when I saw the milk, I couldn't get tough."

"You're saying that your milk is fierce." Mrs. Li was amused by him, Ming Nan hurriedly stepped forward to take Ming Xi's bag, and the two brothers went to the Westinghouse talking.

As soon as Mingxi came back, the atmosphere at home was obviously much more lively. Mrs. Li poured Mingxi a jar of honey water and handed it to him. She tapped Mingnan with a cigarette bag and pot: "Go to the chicken coop and catch a chicken. Kill, let's eat chicken stewed with mushrooms."

Ming Bei looked at the braised chicken nuggets wandering around with his head held high in the house, and said with a smirk: "Why don't you go out to catch any chicken? Isn't there one?"

The braised chicken nuggets froze, turned in a nonchalant direction, took two steps and saw that no one was stopping it, fluttered his wings and ran back to the east room, Mingbei burst out laughing.

Mingxi looked angrily and funny from the side: "Have you grown tall but not brains over the years? I don't think your brains are much smarter than braised chicken nuggets."

Ming Bei smiled and saw that Ming Nan was wearing clothes and was about to go out, so he immediately put on his clothes and ran out: "I am with you, there is a castrated rooster in the chicken coop, the oldest one."

The braised chicken nuggets who slipped into the east room were sneaking out his head and looking out. He glanced at Ming Bei, who ran out, and fell on the ground in fright. Li Mingzhong glanced at Mingbei next to him, turned his head and threw it into the nest with the braised chicken nuggets in his mouth, and silently closed the door with his head arched, blocking Mingbei's sight.

Zhen Zhen was sitting on the kang reading a book, she couldn't help laughing when she saw the braised chicken nuggets trembling all over her body, she threw a few peeled melon seeds for it, Zhen Zhen said, "You haven't been castrated yet, What are you afraid of?"

The braised chicken nuggets got into the chicken coop with only one head exposed, and Xiao Mung Bean's eyes were a little complacent about it: "I was not castrated because I was smart, and every year when the capons are around, I hide too fast. "

Zhen Zhen was amused by it, since she started raising chickens and pigs that year, Mrs. Li will catch a piglet to hatch some chicks at the beginning of next year. Those chickens have eaten a few times, and the only one has been kept All that's left is the braised chicken nuggets. Seeing that Zhen Zhen likes it, Mrs. Li often talks to it in rambles. As long as the chicken has spiritual energy, she has no intention of stewing it to eat meat, and she even cooks it for it in the house when it is cold today. I found a small nest, next to Li Mingzhong's cushion.

I have to say that Li Mingzhong and Braised Chicken Nuggets have been trained very well by Zhen Zhen. In the house one winter, one chicken and one dog get along very well, not to mention that they cooperate very well. Tomorrow, Li Mingzhong will open the door at a fixed point and take the braised chicken nuggets out to solve his physical problems. When he comes back from work, Li Mingzhong does not need others to open the door. He can open the door by standing up by himself.

Wang Sufen loves cleanliness. I originally heard that she was not very happy to keep braised chicken nuggets in the house. She was afraid that the house would be dirty and cover the smell. The house doesn't scream, which is extra worry-free, and I also take the initiative to feed it with some sorghum rice every day.

Xue Da Zhen Zhen doesn't go out much in winter, so having this dog and chicken with Zhen Zhen also relieved her a lot of loneliness.

I killed the chicken, put the hazelnut mushrooms on it and simmered for an hour. The smell of meat filled the house. Li Mingzhong went to the kitchen from time to time to take a look, and came back to discuss with Zhen Zhen: "No one likes to eat chicken heads. , give it to me."

Standing on top of the chicken coop, the braised chicken nuggets pecked Li Mingzhong's head: "Have you had any dim sum, and said to eat chicken heads in front of me, is its head as delicious as mine?"

Li Mingzhong was annoyed by being pecked by it, so he turned his head and lifted his front legs to press it back into the chicken coop. Zhen Zhen hasn't gone out much since winter, and Li Muwu has been busy at work this winter, so he didn't have time to go hunting. Except for buying some meat every month according to each person's share of 22 taels of pork to stir-fry and cut a few slices to satisfy one's cravings, I have never eaten stewed meat seriously at home.

Zhen Zhen also knew that Li Mingzhong was greedy, so she called him to his side and rubbed his head: "The chicken bones are thin, you'll have to chew them when you eat them, don't swallow them whole, and be careful to get stuck."

Li Mingzhong nodded expectantly, followed Zhen Zhen to dinner, the braised chicken nuggets retracted his head into the chicken coop unconvinced, and kept whispering: "What's so good about stewed chicken with mushrooms? Eat, is there any smell of my braised chicken nuggets? I don't know the dog!"

After lunch, Zhen Zhen lay lazy on the kang, Li Muwu went out to find the butcher and asked him to kill pigs for his family tomorrow. In the past few years, Mrs. Li has not waited until the foundation of the year has been laid. Basically, as soon as the twelfth lunar month enters, she will kill the pig first. If you kill the pig early, you can also let the children eat some meat. It is not easy to go out all year round. Make up for it.

Listening to Westinghouse's giggling voice, Zhen Zhen felt a little sad. After all, it's going to be a special period soon, and I don't know if we can be so reunited during the Chinese New Year next year. Eat, have a good time. Zhen Zhen covered the forest with her consciousness, and soon found a red deer that was dying frequently, only to see that it was covered in scars, as if it was attacked by some wild beast. Seeing that the red deer was about to smoke, Zhen Zhen patted Li Mingzhong's head: "There is a red deer next to our house, drag it back." Li Mingzhong was excited when he heard this, and wailed around the house. After turning twice, he lifted his leg and pushed the door open and disappeared.

Mr. Li was smoking in the kitchen. Seeing that Li Mingzhong ran out without even closing the door, she quickly came out and closed the door: "The snow is so thick, why let it go out, what if you let others drag it home." /

"It's so fierce that it can bite off the wood as thick as an arm. Who would want to pull it so hard?" Zhen Zhen went back to the kang and got under the covers, yawning: "It's been around the house for so long. Time, it's about to go wrong, let it go out and have fun, don't worry about it, come back when it's enough."

Although Zhen Zhen was talking, Li Mingzhong dipped his head into the snowdrift from time to time as he ran, surfing all the way from home to the foot of the mountain, playing with snow all over his body.

Running to the side of his own land, he saw that a fat red deer had just died. Li Mingzhong arched it and pulled a wooden board from his own land. This is a door board that Li Muwu used to carry. During the autumn harvest, he put some lunch or something he brought on top of it, and put it directly on the ground to attract ants.

Hold the red deer on the wooden board, Li Mingzhong pushed down along the path when he came, the red deer slipped out like the wooden board flew, Li Mingzhongle shook his head and followed behind with his tail swaying, if the red deer fell , it is being dragged up.

Li Muwu made an appointment with the butcher and went to Li Musen's house again, and told him about the pig slaughter tomorrow, and asked him to bring his wife and children to the house for dinner. After chatting at Li Musen's house, Li Muwu noticed a bloodstain on his way home. He chased after the trail and finally saw Li Mingzhong's stupid dog dragging a 200-200 jins when he was about to get home. The red deer dragged home.

"Hongzhong!" Li Muwu shouted, Li Mingzhong heard it and ran over immediately, ran around Li Muwu happily, and dragged Li Muwu to the side of the red deer with Li Muwu's clothes in his mouth.

"Good guy, did you hit such a big deer?" Li Mingzhong rubbed Li Mingzhong's head cheerfully, but he walked in and looked at the wounds on the deer's body, and a large piece of hair was worn away. , and sighed in distress again: "What a good skin is blind, and it can't be made into clothes. Keep the shoes." He said that he didn't think it was dirty, so he picked up the red deer and put it on his shoulder, shouting With a sound: "Hongzhong, go, go home!"

Li Muwu came back with a deer, and the whole family was boiling. Everyone who was not afraid of the cold went to the yard to see the freshness. Li Muwu praised Li Mingzhong again and again, promising that he would pick a big piece of venison when it was cooked. Yes, the happy Li Mingzhong cried out, and hurriedly ran to the house to show her merit to Zhen Zhen.

A favorite way to eat any kind of meat in Beicha is: stew! Fortunately, the meat that I usually eat at home is either wild or fed with food at home. The meat quality is not comparable to the meat fed with clenbuterol, which is the kind of feed of later generations. It is moderately fat and meaty. But apart from stewing this venison, Zhen Zhen always wanted to try roasting it.

She ran to the small bookcase in the Westinghouse and flipped out Li Mingdong's "Dream of Red Mansions", holding the book and wearing a leather jacket and came out to find Li Mingzhong: "Brother, last time I heard this on the radio, saying that there is a venison to eat. Fa, look for it, we eat like that too."

Li Mingdong took over the book Zhile: "Why are you so greedy? Before this deer is cleaned up, you should first think about how to eat the venison."

Zhen Zhen stepped forward and put her arms around Li Mingdong's arm, acting cute and cute: "I'm not afraid that we don't have such a complete set of things at home. Brother, please help me to see how we can roast venison."

"It's not easy to roast venison. There are a lot of problems with red pine, and the stove is also there. Let Dad grill the cut deer legs." Li Mingxi has gone out for training in the past two years and is already familiar with the barbecue The door is ready.

Mingbei was excited when he heard it: "I asked the milk to order honey. It's delicious after baking and brushing honey."

Zhen Zhen was a little tangled, she explained while gesturing: "The roasted deer leg is too slow and hard to cook. I want to slice the meat thinly on top of an iron plate and roast it, or put it on a skewer. The kind that you can eat and bake.”

The family looked at each other, but Mingnan reacted quickly: "I remember we had an iron plate in our house, but later, the milk was too hot to be put away. Can you use that?"

"Okay, okay!" Zhen Zhen nodded hurriedly, not forgetting to turn around and make a deal with her brothers: "Hurry up and help prepare, make sure it's delicious."