Bai Fumei in the ’70s

Chapter 84

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Gu Huaijin was rescued by Wu Yong.

When he woke up, it was already dark. Prophet Hu was chewing herbs and compressing his scalded arm. The big eyes of the copper bull flashed with joy.

"How do you feel, teacher?"

He patted the junior brother next to him and said, "It's really fortunate that there is Xiaoyong this time. He brought the teacher back on his back."

Gu Huaijin glanced at his hands that were bandaged little by little, and was speechless.

Prophet Hu added: "That Zhao Zhiqing came here and brought some crucian carp soup to the teacher."

"Come and drink while it's hot."

Fresh fish is not something you can buy casually these days. The ones you buy in the store are slaughtered by others, and they are fishy and smelly. If you want to eat something fresh, you can only taste the smell of fish when the team casts a net to catch fish.

Prophet Hu has lived in the He family's cowshed for a few months, and he has been greedy for a long time, but he can't get a single meal. Only the kind-hearted Mrs. He sometimes keeps some leftovers. The vegetable juice and sauce were given to him to eat with bibimbap. He listened to Gu Huaijin gulping down the soup. He was usually determined and his stomach screamed like thunder.

Gu Huaijin held the hot soup, the fish head soup boiled with milky white tofu. It was delicious and tender. It broke when you sucked it. The taste was light and fragrant. The turbulent heart received a trace of solace.

He chewed on the soft stewed fish bones and swallowed all the brittle bones. Gu Huaijin ate it, and before he knew it, he had almost eaten a big bowl. He raised his head and saw Hu Prophet staring at his bowl greedily.

"What happened to Wu Yong?"

He put down the bowl, stopped eating, and left the crucian carp soup to Prophet Hu for the first time.

Prophet Hu drank excitedly, the long-lost umami took over all his tastes, the tofu milk was white and smooth, and the soup was fragrant and light, as if the aroma of fish bone marrow was boiled into the soup, The mouth is full of fish flavor, and there is no fishy smell at all. Clean and fragrant, even better than letting him eat pork!

Prophet Hu finally understood why the usually serious and serious teacher counted on Zhao Zhiqing's meal every day. If he wanted him, he would have to dream of eating it. This is not at all the satisfaction that can be compared to eating meat alone.

After he finished eating, he said, "Xiaoyong carried the teacher back to the cowshed and left. His feet were burning badly, so he should have gone to the clinic to apply medicine."

He said and put the stinky grass on Gu Huaijin's hand.

"Today, he just carried the teacher back from the mountain. Don't blame him anymore. His life is also very hard!"

After Zhao Lanxiang came back from the pig farm, she heard the news that Gu Huaijin was almost burned to death on the mountain, and was shocked. She went to visit the poor old man.

While visiting Gu Gong, she also saw Wu Engineer. This is a very thin and white man, like a bamboo pole, wearing a pair of glasses with a strong cultural temperament.

He silently punctured the row of blisters on his feet, and went back silently without waiting for Gu Huaijin to wake up. The flesh on the leg that was scorched up by the flames made it painful to look at, but Wu Gong was so calm that he didn't say a word.

Prophet Hu wiped Gu Huaijin's hands and feet with a rag, and said, "He is afraid that my teacher will be unhappy when he sees him, alas! The teacher has a great opinion of him in his heart."

"My third junior brother is not very good. I couldn't go to university before. He became the teacher's student first, and then something happened at home. His parents were living very badly..."

Zhao Lanxiang responded.

She instructed Prophet Hu: "Go pick some stinky grass and apply it to him, and I'll cook some soup for him to drink."

Soon Zhao Lanxiang boiled a pot of fish soup until it was like milky white milk. The most nutritious fish head with some fish belly was left to Gu Huaijin. The part of the fish tail was reserved for He Songbai, who was trying to eat fish some time ago but couldn't.

He Songbai had a full meal of delicious fish that night, even if it was the second half of the fish, he didn't dislike it.

He was a little curious about where the fish meat came from, Zhao Lanxiang glanced at him: "Li Zhong asked Tie Zhu to bring it."

Zhao Lanxiang went to see Gu Gong again. After Gu Huaijin had eaten and drank enough and rested for a while, her mood was very stable.

When he saw Zhao Lanxiang, he thanked her for the crucian carp soup.

"It's delicious, it's rare that you gave so much meat this time." He couldn't help laughing, and his thick black thumb took out a big unity from his pocket.

"It's been a long time since I've paid for food, and I'm thick-skinned for eating and drinking for nothing."

Zhao Lanxiang was surprised, "The hundred yuan you gave can take a long time, it's not that much."

Gu Huaijin expressed his wish to have an extra breakfast. After all, the soup dumplings, dumplings, sausages, and rice noodles made by Zhao Lanxiang were all deliciously fragrant, and even the steamed buns with white flowers were fragrant, making him greedy.

Gu Huaijin let out a hoarse voice and said, "I'm also a wage earner now, Miss Zhao, you're welcome."

Zhao Lanxiang didn't take his money, but approached him and asked in a low voice, "I heard that Teacher Gu teaches engineering. I wonder if you know any biological friends?"

"I want to buy some books to read."

When Gu Huaijin heard the words, he was interested, and he sent Prophet He to wash clothes by the river.

"What book?"

He has always been especially considerate to those who are eager for knowledge. This girl Zhao is very flexible. She flips through his handwritten notes and can see one, two, three, or four.

Zhao Lanxiang said in a low voice, "Any books like "Pig Raising Red Banner Bearers", "Scientific Pig Raising Techniques", and "Practical Pig Raising Techniques" will do."

Gu Huaijin gave a long snort, "Is that what He Er uses? Why didn't he come to ask me and let you come? It's not sincere for him to ask me about his business."

He said angrily.

Zhao Lanxiang glanced at him, feeling anxious.

Gu Huaijin saw Miss Zhao staring anxiously, and said, "Okay, I'll write to you to ask. Are you in a hurry? If you're in a hurry, I also have friends in X province. I'll ask you nearby."

Zhao Lanxiang nodded.

"The sooner the better, and the cost of food will cover the cost of making books."

Gu Huaijin patted his head, and with the paper and pen he dug out from his tattered belongings, he wrote a few lines of scribbled and beautiful words fluently and quickly.

Zhao Lanxiang held the hot letter and thanked him sincerely.

The next day, she took this "letter of introduction" and went to the unit where Gu Gong's friend worked.

This is a university in X province. The men and women in it are all workers, peasants and soldiers who have been selected and recommended from various places to study. They are old and young. They wear simple clothes. Vibrant temperament.

Unexpectedly smooth, Gu Huaijin's face is very useful, Zhao Lanxiang used this letter to exchange three or four thick books from an old teacher.

The old professor held the thick lens at the bottom of the bottle and said, "Go slowly and remember to return it within a month. This is a precious learning material, please cherish it."

Zhao Lanxiang nodded vigorously.

She spent five dollars to make photocopies of these three books. She held the black and slightly hot replicas, and stroked the large and fuzzy type with her hands, and her heart was full. She immediately returned the book to the old professor and returned to Hezitun at night.

She took the photocopied information to He Songbai. He Songbai looked at it for himself. It was easy to get confused when he looked at it. He didn't say anything about pig diseases and vaccine prevention and treatment, and he didn't say the English symbols in circles, even the distribution of pig feed. There are rules. He studied for a long time, and it was a little difficult to read, but he didn't want to misunderstand every line in the book.

He took it and showed it to Grandma, who put on shabby glasses, flipped through it, and watched it for a long time.

"You really need to pay attention to this. The piglets have to be vaccinated. You can buy some medicine when you come back, and I will give it to you."

She paused for a moment, and then said: "You get the pig feed according to what it says, and the piglets will be ready for slaughter in the spring. The pig feed must be done like this..."

The old man taught his grandson word by word in a hoarse voice, and turned the book page by page to follow him, one old and one young, the gray head and the green head were together, the time seemed to go back more than ten years ago. , she also taught him to read and write with her hunched waist.

She still has gray hair, but the little grandson beside her has grown taller and stronger than her.

And her energy is not as good as before. After watching it for a few hours and drinking a cup of malted milk essence, her old eyes are already too dark to see everything.

Seeing this, He Songbai asked his grandmother to rest, "Let's see tomorrow, don't worry. I'll change the pig feed first, and the rest will come later."

I don't know if I don't see it, but I was startled when I saw it.

Grandma glanced at her grandson angrily, and instructed earnestly: "Since you have put so much effort into raising pigs, you must try your best to raise pigs well."

"You have to read the books, and you have to learn the knowledge, but you must remember not to be superstitious about the textbooks, and do it while you are fumbling."

He Songbai nodded and put Granny on the bed, letting her rest and sleep.

He warmed her cold hands and feet with his hands and said, "When I earn money, I'll be the first to put you in a wheelchair."

Grandma narrowed her eyes with a smile, and a little light leaked from the line-like slits.

"Brother Bai, you're good enough. Grandma is about to become a scumbag, so why do you want to do something like that?"

He Songbo paused and said, "Even if you don't make any money, I have to get you a wheelchair."

The author has something to say: *

small theater:

Granny: Stupid grandson, will make the elderly happy

It is important to give birth to the baby early!

"My grandmother is about to enter the earth, so what are you doing with such a pretentious thing."

Pingshengjun: Grandma's voice ->

Save money for a wife!