Chapter 7, deliberately burying people

Author: Matcha flavored ice cream

Chapter 7, deliberately burying people

While thinking, Yang Xiaolong from the second family came over with a smile.

He said to Yang Guangzhi: "Well, third uncle, my father said that one of this pot belongs to our family, and I have to take it back."

Yang Guangzhi was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

Only then did I recall that when we were temporarily separated, I had a lot of family members, so I asked for an extra pot.

At that time, he said that his father, Yang Mancang, would apply to the production team and write a note to the supply and marketing cooperative in the countryside to buy a pot.

Then the pot will be returned to the second child.

Later, I used the money to buy a new pot for my second son, and finally let it go.

(Many people here probably think about iron pot tickets. At that time, tickets were required in the city, but in rural areas, iron pot tickets were not required. The village would issue a note to the commune to buy it according to the situation. Otherwise, where can one buy a pot in the countryside? Of course, this ticket is also available.

It's not open casually, every household has a limit, including those who cook pig food, a total of 2 mouths.)

Hearing this, Yang Guangzhi's face turned livid, "Get out of here! Let your father come to me and ask for it! You're going to take everything to your own house. Why don't you have some shame no matter what? Do you want to go to the village and talk to me?"

When Yang Xiaolong heard this, he shrugged angrily.

His father had already said when he came that the pot would probably never come back, but he still wanted to come over and bury it.

This wound on the head cannot be in vain.

Then he said nonchalantly: "Okay, I'll leave that pot to you. Don't tell me how much your family has suffered. This pot only costs a few dollars!"

After saying that, I saw my third uncle's expression changed.

He quickly ran away.

If you get beaten up, you won't find anyone to talk to for a while.

He could beat Yang Xiaogang to death, but he did not dare or could not attack the third uncle.

When Yang Xiaogang saw him running out, he was so angry that he picked up a lump of dirt on the ground and threw it outside.

"Ouch!"

I thought it couldn't be hit, but I didn't expect screams to come from outside.

Yang Xiaogang was delighted when he saw this and looked at the others: "Hey, you really did it!"

Wang Qiuju was ready to get angry.

But seeing that her man had already spoken, she finally endured it.

She turned around and glanced at the half-processed large catfish that Yang Xiaomei had already prepared.

He shouted angrily: "You stinky boy, with your body, how can you go down to the river to fish? What if you can't get up?"

The ears of the third son will not be loosened once they are caught.

Start chatting there.

"Ouch! Mom, I will never dare to do that again."

Yang Xiaole knew that the ear pain was not actually very painful.

But if you don't cooperate, my mother will really kill you soon.

It is better not to challenge this authority.

Although he is already an adult in his heart, he enjoyed this feeling as an orphan in his previous life.

Wang Qiuju was satisfied after hearing her son's words.

It was already dusk at this time.

Wang Qiuju wiped away her tears, stood up, put on her apron and went to the well.

She took over Yang Xiaomei's work and started playing with the catfish. While doing it, she told her eldest daughter: "Go and put away the rice, and we'll stew the fish later."

However, looking at his daughter who was about to leave, he hesitated and said, "Soak some vermicelli and stew them together later. Don't soak too much. This week, we should improve the food in advance."

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaomei went to serve the rice happily and made some fans by the way.

Vermicelli is a good thing. I seldom eat it on weekdays. I only eat it during festivals and when the farming is busy.

I didn’t expect to stew vermicelli today.

When Yang Xiaole saw this, he knew that his mother was confused at this moment.

What I am unhappy about is that the family is separated and all the good things are divided.

I'm happy that the family is separated. I don't have to look at other people's faces anymore. From now on, I will be the old Buddha of the family.

"Mom! There's no more soy sauce."

Yang Xiaomei ran out of the kitchen in a hurry and said anxiously.

If there is no oil, you must use soy sauce to stew fish, otherwise it will taste fishy and unpalatable.

"Hey, eating fish takes up so much soy sauce."

Wang Qiuju sighed after hearing this, and said to her eldest son: "Xiao Gang, take the eggs to the brigade to exchange for some soy sauce. There seem to be three of them, and I exchanged them all."

When Yang Xiaogang heard this, he hurried to the kitchen, took three eggs and a greasy bottle of salt water and ran out.

The brigade is still quite far away from here, it takes half an hour to go back and forth.

Let's talk about running fast.

Yang Guangzhi was smoking a dry cigarette and standing there with a smile.

"Okay, don't be angry, from now on this little matter will be your responsibility."

Hearing this, Wang Qiuju glared at him: "How have you ever taken care of all the big and small things inside and outside the house?"

After hearing this, Yang Guangzhi smoked a cigarette angrily and left.

The other party is angry and cannot afford to offend.

The fourth brother Xizi and the fifth sister Xiaoli have been around Wang Qiuju handling the fish because they can eat meat at night.

Yang Xiaole looked at this scene and smiled.

It will be better in the future.

Then he quietly returned to the room.

He wanted to try out how this space could be used.

When we returned to the house, it was already dusk. There was no kerosene lamp in the house, so it was very dark and almost invisible.

Now is not the time to light the oil lamp.

You can order it after dinner in the evening.

Because kerosene is expensive!

Moreover, a household only has a ration of three taels of kerosene per month, and once it is ordered, it will be gone.

As for electricity?

It was said a few years ago that it would be electrified, but up to now there is not even a hint of it.

At that time, when the village heard that electricity was coming, they were so excited that they buried the wooden poles.

pity!

There has been no movement for several years.

"Snapped!"

After swatting a mosquito that had just landed on his leg, he began to prepare for secret experiments.

It's only more than half a month until school starts.

He needs to arrange things in the space during this period.

After trying it several times, he discovered the pattern.

The things he grabs with his hands can be thrown directly into the space, but nothing else can, and the things inside can be taken out without him having to go in.

This is really convenient.

However, things that can be thrown into space cannot be fixed things.

For example, a kang table can be used, but wood nailed to the ground cannot.

"Gululu!"

After experimenting for a while, he was already very hungry.

He was exhausted from watering the ground today, and he was already hungry.

If he doesn't eat, he will probably suffer from hypoglycemia.
To be continued...