Return to the small mountain village in 1981

681-690

Chapter 681 684: Work hard Zhou Huaian took his things to the backyard and saw that Zhou Huairong and the others had already moved in their luggage. He would stay here tonight and would not go back until tomorrow when he had collected and packed the goods into baskets.

Zhao Huifang pointed to the house on the right, "Youngest, that room is for you."

"Occasionally, I can stay overnight anywhere." Zhou Huaian put down the backpack and said, "Have you seen the bamboo basket?"

This place is too far away, so we didn't plan to pull bamboo baskets over at first, so we asked old man Lin Dazhuang and several old men in the village to weave them. Each bamboo basket cost seven or eight cents, and these old men could weave about ten baskets a day.

"I've seen it. It takes up an entire room. It's all woven with thick green bamboo strips. The lid is also very sturdy." Zhou Huairong said as he took out a bamboo basket, covered it with the lid and pressed it hard a few times, but the bamboo basket did not deform at all.

Zhou Huaian nodded repeatedly after reading it, "Not bad! The people here are very down-to-earth. These baskets are better than the ones we hired people to weave in the village."

Zhao Huifang took out a rattan box and said happily, "Look, youngest, they also prepared a rattan box for us to put our clothes in. I heard it's made of kudzu vines. I didn't expect it to be so pretty."

Zhou Huaian took it and looked at it, thinking it was pretty good. "I heard that in the old days, the fibers from the kudzu vines were used to weave kudzu cloth. Grandpa and the old man took back the kudzu vines we cut in the big pit last time to tie things."

Zhou Huairong smiled and said, "I remember that the mosquito nets my grandparents used to use were made of ramie cloth. They were thinner and cooler than the mosquito nets we have now, but not as soft as they are now."

At this time, Secretary Yang came in carrying a bamboo basket and said, "I'll give you some green vegetables, garlic sprouts, and radishes."

"Thank you, thank you!" Zhou Huairong took it with a smile, "Secretary Yang, come over tonight and have a couple of drinks with us?"

"Forget about it today. When you are settled, we will have a good drink together." Secretary Yang said with a smile, "There is a vegetable garden behind the house. It is cold here, and we can only grow these few vegetables. If you want to eat, just make them yourself."

"That's right! That's right!" Zhou Huairong responded repeatedly.

Zhao Huifang took out the vegetables from the basket, put the big piece of fat meat cut in the town and two bags of brown sugar in it, and handed it over with a smile, "Secretary Yang, we are sorry to trouble you."

Secretary Yang saw what was inside and retracted his outstretched hand. "Hey, you're too polite. It's almost as if we are bothering you."

Zhou Huaian took the basket and stuffed it into his hands, "Uncle Yang, our two families should stop being polite to each other!"

Secretary Yang smiled and took the basket of vegetables. "I'm not polite, so don't be polite to me. I'll go back and ask your aunt to cook, and we can all eat together."

Zhou Huaian nodded readily, "Okay, let's eat together!"

Secretary Yang left happily, carrying the vegetable basket. Zhou Huaian picked up the backpack and went to the kitchen with Zhou Huairong.

The stove looked like it had been built not long ago, and the outside was painted with lime. There was a pile of firewood in front of the stove, and behind the stove there was an old bamboo cupboard, a large water tank and a rice can.