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Chapter 62 Vegetables

Shannanshuibei 韩少功 1437Words 2018-03-19
Telephones and motorcycles are most suitable in the countryside, which facilitates everyone's communication and saves a lot of time and effort.The second is TV. Although some programs may not be fully understood by people, they at least add some excitement to the night.The modern appliance with the lowest utilization rate in the countryside is the refrigerator, because the melons and vegetables are all on the ground, and they can be picked whenever they are eaten, and there is no need to refrigerate them.Most of the meat is preserved by pickling, smoking, sun-drying, etc. The mountain people's habits in this regard are not easy to change.

When adopting a relative to marry a daughter, according to the fashionable rules of city people, a set of electrical appliances must be complete, and the refrigerator must be broken.It’s just that most of the refrigerators are not powered on after they are bought, and they are filled with clothes or pesticides, and sometimes even a few bags of grain seeds, which can be regarded as a sealed grocery cabinet. In this way, for a long time, my refrigerator was quite special, and it also assumed certain obligations and responsibilities.Neighbors encountered a little fresh meat that really needed to be stored in case guests or craftsmen visited, so they brought bowls to my house and stuffed them into the refrigerator for temporary storage.They avoid the waste of storing small items in a large refrigerator, but they make the property rights in my refrigerator too complicated.Once I forgot this point, opened the refrigerator, caught the meat and cut it, and ended up eating other people's things.

The refrigerator in my house has become public, and the vegetable plot is also semi-public.That day a young man walked into the gate of my house, saw a vegetable melon under the melon stand, unscrewed one and ate it, and brazenly said it was good, said it was so sweet, and said it was so crispy, it was like a robber who came to the door.In fact, this is also something I rarely see.The villagers have a weak concept of private rights in terms of melons and vegetables. Let alone picking a melon, it is picking a basket of melons. In the early spring, the vegetable field was a little green and yellow, so we took the baskets to the mountains to pick Chinese toon, bracken, mushrooms, and spring bamboo shoots.When meeting villagers along the way, especially those peasant women, they would greet them with a smile: "Is there any food?" It means asking if you want to pick something from them.Perhaps, they will ask more specifically: "Is there any amaranth to eat?" "Have the cucumbers come out?" Not to mention admiration or surprise from the situation, they found a plastic bag and hurried to the vegetable garden, and the next situation was self-evident.

The affairs between peasant women are mainly melon and vegetable diplomacy.A smile, a couple of compliments, and a greeting on the road in the future are equivalent to a super credit card, enough to pay for a lot of gifts of melons and vegetables, and enough to get complicated and intense pulls and pulls between polite pushes and concessions.Because of this, Fatty Wu, the doctor, is the least willing to grow vegetables, and he doesn’t understand why we grow vegetables. Once he saw me picking manure on the ground, and his eyes turned into two copper coins: “Should you suffer such a big loss? A platoon, or a company?"

"You still have the nerve to say, look at your vegetable field, it's all barren!" "It's good to be deserted. Return the farmland to forests and green the motherland. The township government will reward me with a frame." "If you have more money, you can buy vegetables. What do we poor ghosts not grow?" "What to buy? I'm too lazy to buy." He boasted triumphantly, "When it's dark, I'll carry the basket and walk out the door. Aren't all the vegetables in this cave all mine?" "If someone takes a photo with a flashlight, it will look as good as you Fatty Wu."

"Can you blame me then? I met a fork in the road ghost and went to the wrong vegetable garden. If you want to blame, you can only blame the fork in the road ghost, can you blame me?" This kind of lazy man theory and robber's manifesto was not criticized, and several people present laughed.Seeing him start plundering the neighbor's beans in broad daylight, someone even instructed on the spot: "Fatty, you pick the ones from this side, the ones from this side are more tender." However, Fatty Wu's gangster communism seems to be coming to an end.Some traders in the town began to go into the mountains to collect melons and vegetables.Then, as some well-to-do households began to buy vegetables to eat, valuable melons and vegetables appeared in some small roadside shops. Although there were not many buyers, the villagers quietly discussed it.One day, my wife saw a farmer's extremely fat water spinach on the side of the road, and she was moved. She wanted to get a little cheap, and went to look at the vegetable garden. Seeing that the other party didn't respond, she kept praising the vegetable garden, especially the water spinach. Looks cute.Unexpectedly, the old experience didn't work. The housewife didn't know her very well, and didn't know what she was going to do. She was indifferent to her rhetoric, blinked her eyes, and went to repair the bucket.

The wife chased after her buttocks and smiled and induced, but the other party was still uninspired. Although she was given a chair, she didn't give her a leaf. That is to say, the friend-style communism is not very effective. Such a miserable failure made me laugh for a long time.
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