Chapter 17 Daqingshan Village

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Chen Xiaolin, Chen Hangyu and the others nodded and sat directly in front of the tractor.

"You four, get on the tractor first! We will park the tractor at the entrance of the supply and marketing cooperative later. If you want to buy anything, hurry up and buy it. The post office is also next to the supply and marketing cooperative. If you have packages, hurry up and get them. "Uncle Chen saw that Chen Xiaolin had finished reminiscing with her classmates, and then he asked everyone to get in the car. When he saw Chen Xiaolin sitting in the front, he also got into the rear compartment.

After everyone was seated, Chen Mu started to use the tractor's crank handle to start the fire.

Suddenly, the tractor swayed towards the supply and marketing cooperative.

Chen Xiaolin was better off sitting in the front, but the four educated youths sitting in the carriage were really uncomfortable. The road was uneven in the 1970s, and the tractor vibrated violently when driving.

When they got off the bus at the supply and marketing cooperative, everyone found that their buttocks were numb from the shock. The two male educated youths were pulled up by Uncle Chen. As for the two female educated youths, Uncle Chen did not dare to pull them up. Now that the men and women were so tightly guarded, they could only let them get up on their own.

"Okay, we've arrived at the supply and marketing cooperative. If you want to buy something, go quickly. Put your luggage in the car and I'll look after it for you." Uncle Chen didn't have anything he wanted to buy, so he went back to the car and sat down.

As for Chen Mu, he parked the car and followed Chen Xiaolin to the post office to pick up the package. Chen Xiaolin had mailed two large packages in advance. How could she let go of such a coolie carrying bags.

Chen Xiaolin asked the post office staff and sure enough, her package had arrived. She took her package and also sent a telegram to Liu Aihong to report that she was safe.

"Xiao Lin, if you want to buy anything else, go buy it first. I'll help you move these two packages." Chen Mugang was shocked when he saw these two big packages. He didn't know what his cousin had stuffed inside. The ones are big and heavy.

"I won't go to the supply and marketing cooperative. I'm a little hungry. I plan to go to the state-owned restaurant to buy something to eat. Brother, do you want to eat something? I'll treat you to it!" Chen Xiaolin has already eaten the food she brought from home. It was over, and she didn't dare to take it from the space in front of everyone, so she had no choice but to go to a state-owned hotel to buy some food.

"I brought corn pancakes, you can just buy what you want." Chen Mu was embarrassed to ask his cousin to treat him to something to eat, but it was a pity that he forgot to ask Aunt Chen for money when he went out today.

"Then I'll go there by myself." Chen Xiaolin planned to buy some meat buns for Chen Mu and his son later.

Yongping County is a small county, with supply and marketing cooperatives, state-owned restaurants, etc. all on the same street.

Chen Xiaolin used to go to state-owned restaurants to eat when she returned to her hometown, so she was quite familiar with the state-owned restaurants here.

"Miss, I want twenty meat buns." Chen Xiaolin came to the state-owned hotel and saw the blackboard offering meat buns, so she quickly ordered twenty. Although she can't finish it, she can take it back to her grandparents.

"Four yuan, two kilograms of food stamps, one kilogram of meat stamps." The waiter at the state-owned hotel quickly took out some pieces of oil paper and packed the meat buns for Chen Xiaolin.

Chen Xiaolin took out the money ticket from her pocket and handed it to her, then took the packaged meat buns and left.

When Chen Xiaolin returned to the tractor, everyone else had already returned.

"Brother, uncle, here, these meat buns are delicious, eat them quickly!" Chen Xiaolin handed each of them two meat buns. It wasn't that she was reluctant to give more, but they wouldn't be willing to eat more.

"Xiao Lin, you can eat it yourself! Your uncle, I just ate two corn pancakes, and he is not very hungry yet." Although Uncle Chen is very greedy for meat buns, he is not willing to ask for the meat buns bought by his niece. He is a rough man. You can eat whatever you want, but leave the meat buns to your little niece!

"I bought twenty! You can eat without worry! I have already set aside the share for my grandparents." From now on, Chen Xiaolin will not specifically set aside the share for other people. She will share the leftovers with them. .

Chen Mu had already taken the meat buns and started eating them. He planned to find time to go to the mountains to get a pheasant and a roast chicken for Chen Xiaolin after he returned. He remembered that his cousin loved roast chicken before.

Uncle Chen saw that Chen Mu was not polite at all and could only glare at him a few times. He really couldn't have this son anymore.

In the end, Uncle Chen was convinced by Chen Xiaolin and ate the two meat buns.

Chen Xiaolin and others were eating meat buns, and the four people sitting in the back were also nibbling dry food. It was already noon and they were already hungry.

After everyone had finished eating, Chen Mu lit the tractor on fire again and started to set off.

More than an hour later, everyone finally returned to Daqingshan Village.

Daqingshan Village is close to Daqingshan. The continuous mountains are rich in materials. During the three years of famine, no one in Daqingshan Village starved to death.

They rely on mountains to eat mountains and rely on water to drink water. Every year after the autumn harvest, the villagers of Daqingshan will go up to the mountains to harvest autumn crops. There are really a lot of chestnuts, hazelnuts, pine nuts, and mushrooms on the mountains. As long as those who go up the mountain diligently will not go hungry every winter.

The winter in the Northeast is really cold. Every year in mid-October, the villagers start to have winter, so every household needs to prepare firewood and food in advance.

Chen Mu first drove the tractor to the educated youth spot, which was at the head of the village.

Chen Xiaolin has never been to the educated youth spot before. When she and her parents returned to their hometown, they didn't go out much.

The educated youth spots are two small rural courtyards with thatched roofs.

When Shen Jiaojiao got off the tractor and saw the two shabby little yards in front of her, she almost cried.

"Brother Ran, how can you live in this house?"

"How do I know? If you don't want to live here, just ask your father to take you back." Li Ran was actually a little uncomfortable with it. He had lived in the military compound in Beijing since he was a child. He had never seen such a dilapidated thatched house.

"Brother Ran, I will not go back. As long as I am with you, I will definitely be able to adapt to the life here." Shen Jiaojiao was unwilling to go back like this. If she chose to go back, then she and Brother Ran would never be able to go back again. It's impossible.

"Anyway, you can make up your own mind. I'm too lazy to care about you!" Li Ran also hoped that Shen Jiaojiao would choose to return to the city if she couldn't endure the hardship. He didn't want to face her for a moment.

"Okay! Stop arguing, let's go in and see the situation first!" Chen Hangyu, the peacemaker, could only interrupt them again. If they continued to chat, Shen Jiaojiao would start wiping tears again.

"Men on the left and women on the right. You go in and rest for a while. At three o'clock in the afternoon, you have to come to the brigade headquarters to go through the procedures for relocating your household registration and to receive food." Uncle Chen arranged for them, then got on the tractor again and started talking to Chen Mu. , Chen Xiaolin and the others went home.

Chen Xiaolin's house is next to Uncle Chen's house. Her house was only built in the spring. Chen Xiaolin has not seen her new house yet.

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