Accidentally Born in the ‘60s:

You can't go to the countryside immediately after the youth spot is set, because the youth spot of the hydrolysis plant is based on the distance that the original Korean pine forest in Beicha extends outwards, and it is a place where no one lives. Only by building a house can the educated youth go there.

The hydrolysis plant is a big factory with strong funds. It has built a lot of bricks and cement for each youth site to build a house. Originally, Mingbei thought he would enjoy a few days of vacation before going to the youth site. High school graduates are all pulled ahead to build houses. So Mingbei could only set out every day before dawn, and didn't come back until it was dark. Within a week, his little face was tired and lost weight.

Ming Bei had actually worked much less than children of the same age since he was a child. Before he was ten years old, the family let him dig wild vegetables, drag firewood, and help pick some ears when he was harvesting crops from the mountains. , Li Muwu and his wife are doing the farming.

After Zhen Zhen was born, she started to use her supernatural powers to grow crops. Every year when they went to farm, Mrs. Li and Wang Sufen decided to let her cook at home, clean up the house and look after the children in order to prevent Osmanthus from seeing that something was wrong. Excuse, stay home. When the crops were harvested, Zhen Zhen waved her hands and the potatoes and cabbage came out from the ground by herself, and the wheat, sorghum, rice, etc. fell to the ground. At this time, Mrs. Li asked her family to help carry the food down from the mountain.

When harvesting crops and working every year, although there is a lot of work, in order to keep the family full, Mrs. Li steams big white steamed buns for every meal, and cooks pheasant, hare, and river fish every day. Food, the family not only did not lose weight, but also gained two pounds.

In this era, let alone eating big white steamed buns, there are people who can't get enough to eat. Many people also eat a pancake with stewed pure rice noodles during the festival, and usually mix a lot of sweet potato noodles in it. Steamed dry and honest, but anti-starvation. The monthly supply of refined grains is enough for the children or the elderly in the family to get a bite. Generally, half-sized children like Mingbei will wait until the Chinese New Year to taste the taste of white noodles.

Old Li eats well. Several of the boys are tall and have a big appetite. Mingbei has been in Beicha all these years for school. He usually eats at home in the morning and evening, and brings a large aluminum lunch box with him at noon. Have eaten outside. This time, when I went to the youth point to build a house, I had to endure hardship. I worked hard in the cold wind from morning to night. Cold wind, shivering, took a piece of sweet potato noodle dry food that was not hot and stuffed it into his mouth.

Mingbei also ate this kind of dry food in the first two years of the natural disaster. Now seven or eight years have passed, and I can't swallow another bite of this kind of dry food. The house is not finished, and naturally there is no place to boil water. Now this cooking place is temporarily built with a stove and an iron pot is temporarily installed on it. Mingbei can only grab a clean snow and stuff it into his mouth. The neck swallowed the dry food of sweet potato noodles.

Every night when he gets home, Mingbei can gobble down half a pot of big pancakes. If there are a few pieces of meat in the dish, he can't wait to drink all the vegetable soup. Seeing that her youngest son was so hungry, Wang Sufen felt a little uncomfortable when she heard that he couldn't eat well at noon. After the whole family lay down at night, they secretly went to Mrs. Li's house and discussed with her if they could bring some food.

Old lady Li rejected Wang Sufen in one go, and the two sat on the small kang in the east side room. Mrs. Li said in a low voice, "Don't you know why our family has a good life? Don't talk about other people's homes now, it's just wood. Sen's family, what do you know about what they eat? Our family has had a good time these past few years, and they have pampered their children a little bit. You look at the 18-year-old boy in the north of Ming Dynasty, do you feel a little grown up? "

Seeing that Wang Sufen was no longer in tears, Mrs. Li touched her cigarette bag and took a deep breath: "Actually, I think this trip to the mountains and the countryside is pretty good, it's not too far from home for a month and a half. I can see you again, Mingbei can also go to hone and hone in a serious way, and can also know what life is going on outside. Now our family relies on Zhen Zhen to eat and drink, but we can rely on it for a lifetime? Mingnan and Mingbei have reached the age of marriage, and they have to leave the work of going up the mountain and farming to their brothers. By then, Zhen Zhen can at most make more grains, but they will have to do it themselves. Do it. If he doesn't learn to endure hardship now, how will he live in the future? It's Mingnan, when he is farming next year, let him dig out all the land in his own yard and plant it, then no one of us will be allowed to help."

Wang Sufen nodded and stuffed the old lady Li with some cigarette leaves: "Mother said, I have been too used to their brothers these years."

Old Mrs. Li sighed and shook her head slowly: "I don't blame you, I'm used to them too, mainly because the years of natural disasters were too hard, and I won't see you when things get better. The child is suffering. Look at how he dares to take a new pen for a broken seat. The pen was bought for him by Ming Dong with his first month’s salary. : "If it wasn't for the fact that he was really tired these two days, I would have to beat him three times a day."

Wang Sufen is also angry when she thinks of this: "It's not that bad, Ming Bei sometimes is too outrageous, you show that Nan is about two years younger than him, but he is much more sensible."

"Don't look two years older, Mingnan looks like a big brother." Mrs. Li said with a smile on Mingnan's face: "When you get married next year, there will be nothing to worry about. Bei..." Mrs. Li frowned slightly: "I've been pondering for the past two days that it's not a bad thing for him to get married two years later. He will know what life is going on after he spends more time and hard work. He's used to being a little too lazy now, if you look at Zhang Defu's house in front of you, it's so lazy, we can't let the child be used to it."

Wang Sufen was shocked when she thought of Zhang Defu's roguelike appearance, and nodded quickly: "My mother said, I will listen to my mother."

There are specialized masons for building the house, and young guys as big as Mingbei can also help a lot. After a full month of work, the house at Twelve Youth is finally built.

There are a total of seven large rooms in the youth site. The two rooms in the middle are connected to the stove room, the three rooms in the east are reserved for the male educated youth, and the two rooms in the west are reserved for the female educated youth. The house has a special door, and they are not connected to each other.

When the house was built, the hydrolysis plant prepared the cart and took the educated youth to the youth point. Wang Sufen gritted her teeth and was stunned that she didn't bring any food for Ming Bei, but prepared him a thick bedding and daily necessities such as a water tank, a rice box, and an enamel washbasin.

When they built the house in Mingbei, they dragged a lot of firewood. Now it is more convenient for the educated youth. They quickly chopped the firewood and lit the kang hole and stove. Most of the children in this group are children of the hydrolysis plant. They went to high school together for three years, and they are very familiar with each other. Before the room was allocated, they grabbed the bunk according to their usual preferences and spread the bedding. A large kang sleeps ten people, and a large kang in the north and south of the house has a full twenty people living together. These educated youths have never slept on such a large kang, and they are all excited.

The manager in charge of this youth site is Li Mengwei, an employee of the hydrolysis plant office. He checked the houses one by one and saw that although these educated youths were robbing places for themselves, they were all very happy and did not find any contradictions and disputes. Just let them go.

When he arrived at the girls' side, Li Mengwei called 40 girls together and asked, "Which one of you is better at cooking?" In this era, besides going to school, many girls usually help the family cook and clean up the house to watch their younger brothers. Younger sister and so on, so most of them raised their hands, only seven or eight looked squeamishly bowed their heads and didn't say a word.

Li Mengwei picked out eight girls who looked neat and tidy, asked their names, and ticked the roster he brought: "In the future, you will be responsible for the meals ordered by this young man. This week's food and vegetables will be Put them in the kitchen, you can go to cook now, and after dinner, I have to take them up the mountain to work."

Several female educated youths couldn't help but secretly rejoiced when they heard the words. In this day when the north wind is howling, it's hard to walk, let alone work outside. Although you have to touch cold water to cook in the kitchen, at least the wind can't blow and the snow can't suppress it. In comparison, it is much more delicious.

There are dozens of sacks of potatoes, kelp and dozens of bags of rough rice noodles in the kitchen. There is no oil and no onion, **** and garlic. Cooking diced potatoes and kelp together is a vegetable. Mingbei was given a bowl of vegetables and four large pancakes, brought them back to the house, sat on the edge of the kang and ate a bite of the vegetables. There was not a single bit of oil, not even a little salt, and the kelp was not washed. Anyway, a strong earthy smell, Ming Beihaoxuan didn't spit it out.

With a piece of kelp in his mouth, Mingbei looked around with a bitter face, but found that the other educated youth were basically eating the vegetables, as if they didn't find it unpalatable. Mingbei swallowed the kelp in his mouth, and bumped his elbow with the classmate next to him: "Zhou Qiang, don't you think the dish tastes bad? There is no oil or water at all."

Zhou Qiang looked at him blankly: "But not all dishes at home have oil."

Ming Bei was stunned for a while, remembering that he always put a lot of oil in whether he was cooking or making dumplings, not to mention that Zhen Zhen sometimes had to eat spicy shrimp and boiled fish, basically half a pot of oil was used. . Ming Bei stuffed a potato into his mouth, and asked Zhou Qiang with some incomprehension: "Why don't you have enough oil for your family? Don't you grow soybeans and squeeze oil yourself?"

Zhou Qiang took a bite of the big cake and said vaguely: "There are so many fields in total, and the soybeans that are grown are not enough for anything. My mother will pour oil droplets the size of soybean grains at most when cooking. ." He took another sip of the dish into his mouth, turned his head and asked Mingbei: "Why, do you have enough oil for your family?"

Although Mingbei is stupid, he was taught by Mrs. Li since he was a child that he was not allowed to talk about his family affairs, let alone reveal his family background, so he immediately shook his head: "It's not enough to eat, I thought we could come here. Food is better than home."

Zhou Qiang gave him a sneering look: "You are dreaming." He looked around and said in a low voice, "We are here for work, not for enjoyment."

Mingbei didn't say anything. Seeing that someone who was eating fast was almost finished, he stopped talking. He closed his eyes and ate all the vegetables with a big pancake, and went out to wash with a jar. Clean, come back and sit on the kang in a daze.

Li Mengwei didn't give these educated youths more rest. When he saw that everyone had finished eating, he gathered all the educated youths together. Because there were too many people, no room could fit it. The educated youths had to take off their shoes and sit cross-legged on the kang. The educated youths sat next to each other. Li Mengwei almost retreated to the door before standing firm.

"Let me talk about the rules of our youth point." Li Mengwei opened a notebook and said aloud: "Today, everyone will arrive on the first day, and the factory will let everyone adapt to the temporary arrangement of work. From tomorrow, our youth point will implement it. Work points system, different work points are different for different jobs, like dragging wood in the mountains, there are eight work points totaling 20 cents, six and a half work points like cooking at home are seven cents, and there are seven work points and seven work points for the rest. Half-time work, you can choose what kind of work you do. But you can eat later, but from tomorrow onwards, you will have to use meal tickets, buy them from me with the money you earn, you can do less work or stay indoors Lie down, but don't blame me for not feeding you when you're hungry."

The room was silent, and the educated youths lowered their heads in silence and made their own calculations. Li Mengwei glanced at them and turned a page in the book in his hand: "Last month, we had some educated youths who came to the youth early. I ordered to build a house. After consultation in the factory, it was uniformly based on eight work points a day. After a while, everyone who ordered my name came to me to get the money. Today’s cooking is also recorded according to six and a half work points. From tomorrow, you can choose by yourself. Division of labor."

When the educated youths dispersed, Ming Bei received six yuan and two cents from Li Mengwei and felt a little stunned. He went out before dawn and went home after dark. He carried bricks in the whistling north wind all day long. , He felt that his work was much harder than his father carrying sacks in the grain depot. How could his father earn more than 40 yuan a month, while he was only 6 yuan?

When Ming Bei was feeling a little dazed, Wang Zehai, who was sleeping on the opposite kang, took out a notebook and took out a beautiful pen from his bag to record something.

Mingbei looked at the hero brand pen with red eyes. Mingdong earned fifty-two dollars in the first month of work. He bought things for the whole family. Mingxi, Mingnan, and Mingbei are the same. Yes, an eight-dollar hero pen. Mingxi's pen was taken to the army by him, and Mingnan's is still in use. Mingbei often sees him holding a diary, only his own...

I worked so hard to carry the money I earned from bricks for a month, but I couldn't buy a pen, but I changed my seat with the pen. Mingbei put the money he earned in his pocket and felt a little confused for the first time.

Because of the six dollars, Mingbei rolled on the opposite side for a long time at night before falling asleep in a daze. As soon as the next morning, Li Mengwei knocked on the door of every house to wake everyone up.

Breakfast is one person, one bowl of porridge and two large pancakes. It will be billed first, and the work points will be deducted directly at the end of the month. Mingbei stared blankly after eating breakfast, and when he just regained his spirits, Li Mengwei had already urged the educated youth to go up the mountain.

Because the educated youth will open up wasteland and farm land by themselves in the spring of the coming year, they chose a flat place when building the educated youth site, which is slightly farther away from the Korean pine forest. Each of Li Mengwei handed out an axe and led the way up the mountain. Now that the twelfth lunar month is fast approaching, it is the coldest time. The road leading to the Korean pine forest is full of thick snow, and I stepped on it without reaching the root of my thigh. The educated youths walked for nearly two hours for the distance of ten miles before they reached the mountain.

Li Mengwei waved his hand, called everyone to his side, and shouted in his loudest voice: "We need to find a small tree with the thickness of the bowl, about fifteen centimeters in diameter, cut it down and carry it back to the youth spot. , according to the number of work points that no one has cut.”

As soon as the voice fell, everyone had a bitter face, let alone the other side, it would take almost two hours to walk back, and I had to carry a log. No matter how I thought about it, I felt that this task was impossible. Ming Bei was dragging firewood from the mountains as a child, and he had some experience in carrying wood. He patted the birch tree next to him, and couldn't help but ask: "Why do you need such a small trunk? It's not enough to make furniture and it's a waste of firewood to burn."

Li Mengwei glanced at him and explained patiently: "When we use the tractor to pull the wood, we need to use small poles to fix the wood around to prevent the wood from rolling off the car, so everyone's task is very important. "

"Do you have to cut down trees here all year round?" Wang Qiang asked Mingbei's question after seeing that he was not answered.

Li Mengwei glanced at him, a little impatient: "There is nothing else to do in winter, so I let you chop wood, and after the spring, plant pine trees, open up wasteland, and a lot of work is waiting for you. Okay. If you can't complete the task, you will have to deduct work points."

As soon as work points were deducted, these educated youths were anxious. With such a low salary for a month, they didn't know if they would have enough to eat. If work points were deducted again, they would be starving.

Mingbei was chopping down trees on the mountain. Wang Sufen was somewhat worried at home. She walked around the kitchen a few times, and couldn't help but ask Mrs. Li again: "Mother, we won't bring food to Mingbei, can you? You can't bring some pickles, gada or something, and you can have a good meal."

Mr. Li nodded helplessly: "It's okay to bring some pickles, but let's agree, if he wants steamed bread and biscuits, he is not allowed to get them. These educated youths are not all earning wages or anything. Is that right? Let him have the money to buy it himself. If you don't make money, you don't know how hard it is to make money. Hmph, I gave away all the pens for the sake of a broken position..." When Mrs. Li thought of the pens, her heart ached, and she held the cigarette bag and hated it. I knocked on the edge of the kang, feeling very uncomfortable.

As soon as Wang Sufen heard the pen, she immediately threw out the thought of wanting to fry some pork sauce for Mingbei, and immediately echoed: "It's not a bad thing, let him buy it himself, and he won't give it when he gets home. If he is ready to eat, let him eat big dregs porridge."

Mr. Li laughed and threw the cigarette bag and pot on the kang. She felt that the room was quiet, she couldn't help rubbing her head: "When did Zhen Zhen run out again?"

Wang Sufen tried her best to recall: "I said it after breakfast, and said I would go and see what cloth for Mingnan's wedding."

"Oh, this girl in my family is really a worry." Mrs. Li shook her head: "She has to mix things up."

Zhen Zhen is queuing up at the Renmin Road shopping mall in the imperial capital at this time. This era is very busy all year round, but during the Chinese New Year, it is a little more leisurely, and various materials are also abundant. There is some spare money, so there are a lot of people who come to the mall to buy things. Zhen Zhen touched the money and all kinds of messy tickets in her pocket, and looked around at the things on the shelves. In recent years, people in the mountains have occasionally asked Zhen Zhen to help buy some meat, or food, etc. They all give money and bills according to the price, Zhen Zhen has saved a lot of things over the years.

At the place where the cloth was sold, Zhen Zhen stopped, she came to the imperial capital mainly to buy materials for Meng Xiaoxi's wedding clothes. In fact, there are all kinds of woolen fabrics in Zhen Zhen's space, so she is looking at summer clothes and fabrics, and it happens that there are not many such clothes at this time. Not a lot. At this time, it was only a few years after the exercise started, and when the limelight was still in the limelight, the clothing materials were still mainly blue, basket, and gray.

She ordered the counter and said to the waiter, "I just saw a material with a dark red flower underneath, can you show it to me?"

"Red dark flower?" The waiter looked down for a long time, pulled out a piece and threw it on the counter: "Is it this?"

Zhen Zhen shook her head and opened it to take a look. Although the blue florals are a little darker, they look much better than the plain ones above. Zhen Zhen put down the fabric and said crisply: "Please bring me three feet, and the red towel, red bed sheet, and red pillow towel over there for me."

The waiter looked up at her and asked, "Have you brought money and cloth tickets? Does your family know that you came out to buy cloth?"

"I know!" Zhen Zhen smiled sweetly: "My mother helped my brother make the quilt at home, but couldn't come out."

The waiter handed the ticket to Zhen Zhen and couldn't help muttering: "It's a big heart for a parent to let a child do such a big thing." Seeing that Zhen Zhen didn't respond, she couldn't help it Said one sentence: "Nowadays, it is popular to wear military uniforms when getting married. This red dress material has not been sold for three years. Are you sure you want to buy it?"

Zhen Zhen looked at the other colors and nodded firmly.

After paying the money, Zhen Zhen took a big paper bag and walked out, and when she turned into a small alley, when there was no one on either side, she hurriedly carried her things into the space and placed them with the fabric she had chosen before. come together. Seeing that it was still early, she was not in a hurry to go home, but appeared at the foot of the mountain in the suburbs.

Crossing the long and hidden path, Zhen Zhen came to the place where everyone was hiding. It was the best time of day for the sun. Although the temperature was a little low, everyone came out of the mansion. One was to Sunbathe, and one more can move the waist. Peking Opera master Xie Shurang and his senior sister Yan Baozhu stood next to the mansion and sang "A Dream in the Garden".

Seeing Zhen Zhen coming, everyone gathered around and laughed and said, "You're here, I haven't seen you for more than half a month."

Zhen Zhen rubbed her face and said with a smile: "My third brother is getting married next year, and the family is busy with his affairs. Sometimes I have to follow along."

At this dull time, everyone's eyes lit up when they heard the happy event of marriage: "This is a big happy event, it should be a gift, but we don't have anything worth taking out now."

Zhen Zhen said with a smile: "You guys say that a hundred years of friendship is the best gift. If you give something away, it will be vulgar."

Su Weiran, the master of calligraphy and painting, said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "I originally wanted to give you a painting as a gift, but you said it was customary to give something, so I just hid it and didn't give it."

Zhen Zhen became anxious as soon as she heard it, Su Weiran is a national treasure-level painting master. In later generations, his works were sold for hundreds of millions at auctions. Such gifts must be accepted. She stood up immediately. In the past, I put my hands together and made a gesture of begging: "The vulgar is the elegant, so sometimes it is better for us to be vulgar. Teacher Su, look at the painting that is more suitable for me."

Su Weiran was amused by Zhen Zhen's flattering appearance, he walked into the house with Zhen Zhen and said: "Recently, I painted a painting of "The Elegant Residence in the Mountains", which is the scene here, I give it to you Exactly."

Zhen Zhen couldn't wait to nod her head and follow: "Then I have to see if there is me."

The study room on the second floor has always been shared by several people, but because he has stayed here the longest, he has the most books and paper. Su Weiran put the half-read book on the bookshelf and couldn't help but ask, "Is there anything in the newspaper about forgetting myself and winning the Nobel Prize?"

Zhen Zhen shook her head: "I have been following this news recently, but no major newspapers mentioned it."

Su Weiran sat in the chair thoughtfully: "It is estimated that the results of whether to publish this matter have not been discussed yet."