Chapter 1335: Cannon Fodder in the 1980s 6

Chapter 1335: Cannon Fodder in the 1980s 6

It was getting dark, the oil lamps were lit in the cowshed, and the mosquitoes were circling and flying in the light, and the buzzing sound was disturbing.

Shu Ange cleaned Old Uncle Cai's wound with clean water, and then simply bandaged him with a clean cloth.

"Little comrade, do you need some grass and ash on Lao Cai's legs?"

In the countryside, when myrrh is present, villagers often use plant ash to disinfect.

These few intellectuals from the city thought at first that many unscientific methods in the countryside were unscientific. After a long time, they became accustomed to these unscientific methods.

Speaking of which, how many of them were from the city when they were young?

Shu Ange shook his head and brushed the hair that was hanging on his cheek to the side: "No need for ashes, the wound is not deep, it can heal by itself, but I can't go into the water recently."

The water in the paddy field was terribly dirty, and there were still many microorganisms in it. Uncle Cai continued to enter the water. The wound infection was no joke.

"Ugh."

The person who was talking to Shu Ange sighed deeply and said emotionally, "Tomorrow, let's beg the captain well, let Lao Cai rest for two days, and the reform through labor can't kill anyone."

The captain of Shishui Village is quite honest and honest, not the kind of person who is completely unsympathetic.

"Well, after work tomorrow, I'll get some herbs and bring them over."

Shu Ange's words won the unanimous gratitude of the three elderly people. They looked at her with turbid eyes, pursed their lips, and couldn't say a word for a while.

After a while, the eldest Zhang Lihai said, "Little comrade, what's your name and where are you from? My name is Zhang Lihai, this is Zhu Zhenhua, and the sick old Cai's name is Cai Guoqing."

Zhang Lihai didn't introduce where they came from. For people like them, mentioning the past only adds to the sadness, and no matter how brilliant the past is, it can only be the past.

"My name is Liu Meizhen, an educated youth from Shanghai who came to jump in the queue."

"Miashi, I'm also from Miishi, and we are still fellow villagers."

Zhu Zhenhua said such a sentence with some surprise, and then stopped Yin'er.

Xiao Liu is a good girl, he can't casually approach relatives. In case someone finds out, it will affect Xiaoliu's future if it is serious.

Shu Ange didn't say much, and left after treating Cai Guoqing's wound.

Cai Guoqing rested for a day, Zhu Zhenhua held a bowl of wild vegetable porridge, and persuaded embarrassingly: "Little comrade, you have been busy for so long, drink a bowl of hot soup."

Shishui Village is in poverty, and the food for a year is not enough to make ends meet.

Farmers can also rely on their cunning to secretly get some private plots on the mountain, or secretly get some game to kill their teeth.

There is no other way out for these old people who have lived in the cowshed and have lived through the vicissitudes of life.

The food distributed to them in the village is very small, and if it is not for the occasional good-hearted villagers to distribute some food to them, they may not be able to survive until now.

When the educated youth first arrived, they were well-behaved, and there was always a cultured person in front of them. Later, his hungry eyes turned green, and he began to steal chickens and dogs in the village to get food, which was very disgusting.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhu. I have some food left at home. It's getting late and it's time to go back."

Shu Ange declined the simple invitation, she knew that if she ate this bowl of rice, the three old people would go hungry.

"Liu Zhiqing, walk slowly on the road."

Zhang Lihai stood in front of the dilapidated wooden door and watched Shu Ange leave.

In the vast night, her tall and straight figure is like a small poplar.

Good people are always in the majority at all times. In the evening, the three old men couldn't keep the little girl too much.

Due to the issue of ingredients, in order not to cause trouble for the little girl, they did not dare to **** her back.

Liu Meizhen, this name is good, full of vigor and beauty unique to young people.

On the second day, Cai Guoqing didn't go to work, and Shu Ange didn't lie. After working in the field, he sneaked over the herbs for typhoid fever.

Cai Guoqing had similar symptoms to hers. When Shu Ange came to deliver the herbs, he found that he had more symptoms of diarrhea, and he sent some new herbs the next day.

After a few back and forth, Shu Ange became familiar with the three old uncles in the cowshed.

From the few words they occasionally revealed, Shu Ange roughly clarified the previous identities of the three.

Zhang Lihai used to be a famous surgeon in the city, and Zhu Zhenhua was a senior engineer at the Building Materials Research and Design Institute.

As for Cai Guoqing, Shu Ange listened to him like a professor at Qing University in Beijing, but judging from his words and deeds, he didn't look like he was just a professor.

Shu Ange is a very sensitive person. She feels that Cai Guoqing has been an official.

However, she didn't ask the three people's origins. The other party was willing to tell her who she was. She already trusted Shu Ange's performance very much.

Shu Ange respects intellectuals very much. She usually gets some food to replenish her body, and she also quietly gives some to Uncle Cai and the three of them to replenish her body.

In the past two years, the trend of cutting the tail of capitalism has weakened a little, and there have been more people selling things privately.

The mother was worried that when the original owner jumped the queue in Jiangxi, Liu's father and Liu's mother squeezed food stamps and money from their teeth to give her a little more ease.

Liu Meizhen is a good child with filial piety. In the past, after receiving things from her parents, she always hid it carefully, and then quietly left it to her parents when she went home to visit relatives.

Shu Ange knew that the situation was about to get better, so he ended this love-filled little cycle of pushing me and letting me go.

She took the food stamps and money, and exchanged some food on the black market. In less than a month, she raised her own white and strong.

In this day and age, food is not bad. Meat is the most difficult to buy. It is really difficult to buy with money and food stamps.

If you can't buy it, Shu Ange will be self-reliant. In the dead of night, he will go into the water to fish alone, or go hunting in the mountains.

Most places in Shishui Village have no electricity, and in the dark night, few people are willing to go out.

Although there are no large predators such as tigers and bears on the mountain, there are still wolves and wild boars in the deep mountains.

So Shu Ange waited until he developed his skills and could beat a wolf or a wild boar with his bare hands, and then he just walked into the deep mountains.

I don't know if it's good luck or bad luck. After so many trips up and down the mountain, she also met a big guy.

In this era, the wildlife protection law is not as strict as later generations, and it is still legal to kill some pheasants, rabbits, and foxes.

Near the village, the small animals were almost caught, and Shu Ange simply spent dozens of miles in the middle of the night catching pheasants and hares.

In addition to secretly cooking and eating the game that came back, Shu Ange would also bring it to the black market to sell.

Before long, she earned back the food stamps and money she spent before.

Shu Ange couldn't bear the three old people in the cowshed to suffer from hunger and satiety, so he got some cured meat and hid it in their burrow.