Bai Fumei in the ’70s

Freshly baked egg fried rice is steaming hot, crispy and fragrant at the entrance, soft and smooth rice grains, three or four rice grains wrapped in a circle of golden egg flower.The lard in the fried rice exudes a seductive atmosphere.The melted lard was mixed with fat and even pork and was tenderly tender and smooth, and the white fat was almost simmered to be transparent, and shed oily drops.

This egg-fried rice greatly satisfied the appetite of the hungry.

The crispness and tenderness of the eggs and the salty taste of the pork made He Songbai temporarily shield the embarrassment of his shirtless man.The hungry people eat well. Besides, the cooking skills of the subjects are first-rate, so delicious that they can swallow their tongues.This oil-filled meal filled the hunger of He Songbai's black hole.

The half-big boy eats the poor girl, he has doubled his strength, and he eats much more than the adult man.

Zhao Lanxiang watched with satisfaction that the rice in the lunch box was gradually being cleaned by the man at a rate that was visible to the naked eye. The appearance of his meal was really unbearable.

The mouth is full, and I still put the rice in my mouth, eating the meat, the deep sharp eyes are dark, fierce and attentive, but when I bite the fat, I will squint with pleasure, this look Let Zhao Lanxiang have the illusion of raising a small Tibetan mastiff.

How can a thin man kill so much food?Obviously his stomach was flat and deflated.

She couldn't help but reached out and wrapped her hands around his thin waist. Her thumb touched his hard white muscles. The man's body suddenly stiffened, and the movement of planed rice was slightly suspended in midair.

Zhao Lanxiang pressed again, and the next second her hand was immediately grasped by the man's rough palm.

He Songbai said unnaturally: "Don't touch it."

The voice was stiff and dumb.

Zhao Lanxiang said: "You continue to eat, there is soup in another box. You eat yours, I touch mine..."

She nodded his red ears and said that she kissed carefully.

Zhao Lanxiang's gentle voice brought countless joys.

"you are cute."

He Songbai's sensitive neck felt a soft touch, and his head suddenly went blank, and he was as tight as a full bow.

Zhao Lanxiang suddenly realized that he would not eat or drink any more soup, and the whole person was stupefied on the big stone.

She felt the man's steaming heat, and her body gradually became hot.The whole person is so stiff...

His voice was as hoarse as the thirsty man in the desert for a few days, and his voice was almost dumb.

"Lanxiang..."

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Zhao Lanxiang put a slightly cool hand on his waist, and the man stood up suddenly, even taking care of his rice bowl, and the hot soup sprinkled all over him. "The ground is gone.

Zhao Lanxiang looked at the messy ground with amazement, the change between the electric light flint made her too late to chase.

This... this, what the hell!

She picked up the splashing bowl angrily and ridiculously, and wanted to kiss him again, but didn't expect to get even this benefit.

The old man's enthusiasm was so violent that he couldn't bear it, and a little spark could make him shameless for a long time.This turn of the young man, his reaction is like a stiff wood!Run away when you are excited!

...

He Songbai ran back to the valley like burning ass, wiping sweat with a lingering fear.His face swelled from the inside out, and the whole person seemed to be burning.

Only the physical fatigue caused by dull and dull work can make him abandon all the strange ideas in his mind.

He was as hot as the explosion, and he worked hard to work hard.The millet under the shovel seemed to be his vent, shoveling and shoveling constantly, and soon he turned over the millet on the sidelines.Even the job with Gu Gong was covered.

Gu Gong's eyes were squinted by the scorching sun. He looked at the young man who worked as hard as a cow. He couldn't help feeling: "It's a young generation. This strength is definitely a good worker every year."

He Songbai's low, hoarse voice revealed helplessness, "I have never been a worker in my life."

He couldn't even get a better paddy field, and even the workers with such glorious and well-paid work did not even dare to think about it.How dare you even think about the cadre's daughter even if you don't even think about the job of a worker?

Gu Gong sighed and worked in silence.

He sang happily while working: "If life deceives you, don't be sad, don't be anxious! Calm in the melancholy days: believe, happy days will come!"

He Songbai didn't really want to take care of the middle-aged man who tried to entertain him, burying his head in silence.

Zhou Jiazhen, who was also in the valley, was under the scorching sun and rolling sweat beads, and the whole person seemed to be salvaged from the water.The speed of stopping to replenish the water is not enough for her to sweat.

Her hand holding the shovel suddenly felt weak, and the shovel smashed to the ground with a muffled sound.

Wu Liangping noticed and came over and said to her: "You seem to have some heat stroke, go to the shade under the shade of trees, I will turn this valley for you."

At this time, Zhou Jiazhen was no longer brave, and wiped Khan and said, "Comrade Wu, you have worked hard."

She got cold under the shade of the tree, and Wu Liangping took over her shovel and scolded the valley meticulously.The heat wave rolled in, as if the air in front of me was steamed like a stove.

Zhou Jiazhen sat until the evening, and the discomfort caused by heat stroke subsided.

Wu Liangping supported the thick frame with his thumb. He took off his glasses to reveal a pair of warm eyes.

He silently took Zhou Jiazhen's package in his hand, "Would you like to go to the clinic?"

"You go ahead, I'll get you back."

Zhou Jiazhen was distressed by the money. He could suffer if he had a minor illness, and he could not afford to go to the clinic to get some medicine to eat.She gratefully recaptured her belongings, "I'm much better, get it for myself."

Without Zhao Lanxiang's teasing, Zhou Jiazhen would not specifically notice Wu Liangping.Wu Liangping's overzealous actions made Zhou Jiazhen's heart beat panic.

Wu Liangping hesitated and looked at Zhou Jiazhen's evasive eyes, saying, "Jiazhen, I still have books there. Do you want to read them?"

Zhou Jiazhen looked down at the toes of his sandals and said, "I don't look good."

Wu Liangping heard that there was a stunned look in his eyes for a moment. After a while, it was difficult to restore calm. He said awkwardly: "Did you forget, Jiazhen?"

"'The beauty of a person is not in appearance, clothes, and hair style, but in himself, in his heart. ①'" As if he had returned to the field where he was good at, this dumb man would be clever.

Zhou Jiazhen had a touch of moisture in her eyes. She moved and said, "Thank you, Comrade Wu."

In addition to saying this, her trembling lips couldn't say much.

Zhou Jiazhen dragged a heavy footstep, draped in Yu Wen's surviving glory of the setting sun, and walked back to Li Zhishu's home with deep feet.

He family.

In the evening, He Songbai remembered that Zhao Lanxiang was still in the dilapidated house after dinner. He remembered her close proximity to the daytime during the day, and she had a terrible headache.So haunting him, he will soon be unable to hold on to his perseverance, and even make a vile act to hurt her.In this way, what is the difference between him and the beast?

After dinner, I wondered how to face Zhao Lanxiang's mood and her safety. He Songbai hesitated for a while, and quickly went to the valley with the lamp.

He walked silently to the humble house and sat down against the wall.

Here, he could hear the sound of her turning the book, and the sound of the wind blowing the leaves, and his heart was calm.

He Songbai opened his eyes and stared at the faint light until his eyes were sour.

Zhao Lanxiang squatted outside the valley, and after waiting for a long time, he couldn't hear the clattering sound from the grass.Zhao Lanxiang gritted his teeth, this man is really undertuned. Teach!

He didn't know what kind of object to call the target!

So unconcerned and not afraid of her running away!

Zhao Lanxiang sat patiently in the middle of the night, still not waiting for people, but waiting for Gu Gong.

Gu Gong leaned against Gudui as if he were awake and dozing off. He said nonsense as if drunk: "Don't fry, won't you dig slowly?"

"I don't have money for greed and medicine. Do I look for someone who is greedy for the hard-earned money of the people."

Zhao Lanxiang walked over and wanted to hear more clearly, but Gu Gong fell asleep.

She was a little choked, and Gu Gong fell asleep who came to watch the night.

Zhao Lanxiang shook Gu Gong vigorously, but this poor man had gone through a series of blows and heavy labor. At this moment, he had slept soundly, the kind of heavyness that the ten cows couldn't pull back, and maybe stepped on it. He had no consciousness on his face.

She let go of her hand helplessly and squatted back to the door of the house, yawning and reading the book.

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When the autumn harvest was in full swing, Pan Yu's school was also on holiday.The school gave students a long agricultural leave.These students stayed in school and did not study hard. They all engaged in sports and slogans all day long.It would be better to let people go back to collect food in this way.

Pan Yu was very happy because she could only meet him when she returned to Hezitun.

After Pan Yu returned home, Pan Yuhua and Pansao gave her the work of the six credits without hesitation, and sent her to the valley to see the valley.

Pan Yu's face suddenly paled and shook his head again and again: "No! Give me another one, I'd rather go to grind the valley!"

Her stunned eyes suddenly filled with bloodshot eyes.

Sister Pan was frightened by her aunt's sudden hysterics. She shushed her chest with a cry and complained: "Yuhua his mother just likes girls. One girl's film is not good enough to work hard to read any books, and her brain is bad. Lost."

"Crush the grain and grind, do you want to go to He's second child again? I told you, no way!"

The author has something to say: ①From "How Steel Is Made"

Small theater one:

Gu Gong: If life deceives you, don't be sad, don't be anxious!

Bo: It's so noisy.

Small Theater II:

Xiangxiang: You are so cute

Brother Bo: (Abdominal muscles spread out, touch)

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