Starting from going to the countryside to become an educated youth [MTL]

Chapter 17 The old and new intellectuals quarrel

The old and new intellectuals quarreled Yang Xiaolin and Lin Zhen glanced at each other, there was nothing to choose from, they filled a small half bowl of sweet potato soup, on the other hand, the man with glasses filled a full box, and the remaining half of Chen Huaiyang was all poured into the lunch box.

Sweet potatoes are sweet potatoes, don't be picky if you have them.

Huang Cancan's cake is taken by one person, and the vegetables in the basin are casually clipped.

Then it's time for a quiet meal.

They were all hungry and poured into their mouths.

It doesn't taste good, but it can't help but fill your stomach.

A porridge in an aluminium lunch box can't fill a man's stomach, even if you add a piece of cake, a bowl of sauerkraut and radish soup, and the clear soup is barely watery.

It's impossible to really eat until your belly is round.

The corn baked cakes have no sugar, no oil, and are dry when chewed, which is not comparable to the steamed buns I ate earlier.

But the old intellectuals still eat fragrantly, and the porridge and drink are all loud sucking sounds, and there is even a feeling of reluctance to swallow it in one bite.

Chen Huaiyang didn't know that this food was good, that is, when they first came, the old intellectuals gritted their teeth and ate a meal.

Usually, it is also a nest or corn cake with sauerkraut and radish soup, and white porridge is rare to drink.

Even if it's coarse grain, you can't eat a few meals a month, and the yellow corn tortillas are very fragrant when you bite into them.

At this time, food is scarce, but it is extremely precious.

In the seventies, the standard of coarse and fine grains of rations, 30 per cent of fine grains and 70 per cent of coarse grains.

One person is rationed 30 catties of grain per month, only 9 catties of fine grains, and the rest is coarse grains, that is, cornmeal, sorghum flour, and sweet potatoes.

A total of 30 pounds, the amount of a day is set, eat more today, tomorrow you have to eat less, and it is hard work, when you are hungry, your stomach croaks and it is uncomfortable.

After eating and drinking, someone's mind begins to flood.

Liu Jun looked at Yang Xiaolin with straight eyes, and said with a smile on his face, "Comrade Yang, you have to clean up the dishes and chopsticks after all, leave your lunch box behind, and I'll wash it for you." "

Yang Xiaolin's face instantly turned bad when she heard this, just now he took advantage of the scene, and the scene of putting the porridge in the pot into the lunch box is still vivid!

The other party's explicit eyes looked at her, which made her feel extremely disgusting, "Don't bother, I'll do it myself." "

Liu Jun stepped forward but wanted to snatch her lunch box, his rough big hand grabbed her tender little hand, and said with a hint of eagerness in his tone, "It's not troublesome, it's a convenient thing." "

Yang Xiaolin struggled to shake off his hand, trembling with anger, "Don't touch me, I said I don't need to." "

Liu Jun's face showed a hint of brute strength, "Yang Zhiqing, you just arrived here, and you have to be led by the old Zhiqing!" Don't be uninteresting, otherwise it is easy to suffer. "

Yang Xiaolin's eyes instantly turned red when she heard the threat, "Don't you want to take advantage of me, otherwise everyone will die, if I can't stay, you don't want to be favored." "