If the team doesn't have enough rations, they can only buy food.
People in the countryside do not have grain and oil certificates, so there is only one way to buy them, the black market.
Fu Jingyou was scolded honestly and did not argue with He Hongjin.
The young couple in the main room were being scolded like something.
Chen Guifen shoveled a big ladle of steaming sweet potatoes from the kitchen, smacked her tongue and cursed:
"You said you, you can say a few words, you are still energetic...it's true."
As she spoke, Chen Guifen turned to Lu Miao with a smile: "Miao girl, there are still some on the table after eating, they are all warm. Yes, just pulled out of the stove."
"Well...I know, Auntie."
He Hongjin glanced sideways at Chen Guifen and then at Lu Miao.
Every day, she reaches out for clothes and opens her mouth for food. The little grandson Minjie at home is not as capable as a delicate baby like her.
He Hongjin didn't bother to look at it, so he quickly turned away and stood up.
Chen Guifen said: "It's snowing outside, it's so cold, where are you going?"
He Hongjin coughed and said: "The brigade is pressing oil at the end of the year, I'll go door to door to notify you! ”
Rapeseed is needed to extract oil.
Land is collective property. The rapeseeds in the homes of ordinary commune members are either cultivated and accumulated in private plots, or they are distributed at the end of the year. If the work points are rich, the rapeseeds can be exchanged with the team.
Not every household has rapeseed, so He Hongjin has to go door-to-door and tell anyone who is ready to extract oil to quickly collect and prepare the rapeseed.
This is the end of the year. If you miss this village, you won’t have this shop.
The He family has been saving rapeseeds for three years in their own land, and this year they have accumulated more than 50 kilograms.
If she stayed any longer, she was afraid that the rapeseed would go bad. Chen Guifen turned to look at Fu Jingyou and said:
"Jingyou, you're fine. I'll also help my aunt pick up the rapeseed and soybeans today." Move them all out. Let’s squeeze out some oil and grind some tofu later. Let’s have a prosperous year this year!”
Fu Jingyou nodded quickly and stood up.
The team at the back was pressing oil and grinding tofu. Fu Jingyou helped pick things up and went with He Hongjin and Chen Guifen.
Lu Miao said she wanted to go even if she wanted to watch the excitement.
It’s cold, the snow on the ground has melted, and the mud is slippery.
Fu Jingyou was afraid that she would fall and did not want to take her there.
However, Chen Guifen quickly said that there was fresh bean curd to drink at the place where the tofu was ground. After hearing this, Lu Miao had to go.
Drinking bean curd and tofu nao is second, Lu Miao is mainly curious.
She had experienced grinding tofu with a mopan during school outings when she was a child, but she didn’t know what it was like to extract oil.
I'm really curious.
Fu Jingyou had no choice but to take her with him.
There was a member of the team who was going with him on the way. Fu Jingyou couldn't hold her hand, so he asked Chen Guifen to hold her hand and walk with her.
The oil pressing and tofu grinding areas in the brigade are adjacent to each other. From the outside, they look like two adobe houses, one large and one small, covered with tiles.
The big one is for pressing oil, and the small one is for grinding tofu.
As soon as he entered the brigade and before he even approached the two rooms, Lu Miao smelled a strong smell of oil.
To be honest, the smell was a bit too "heavy" for her. She always felt uncomfortable in her chest when she smelled it.
Chen Guifen and He Hongjin said, "This oil is so fragrant."
Lu Miao pursed her lips and looked a little wilted as she followed Fu Jingyou who was picking rapeseeds and soybeans.
Fu Jingyou whispered to her, "Are you tired from walking?"
Lu Miao nodded sadly.
Fu Jingyou glanced around and gently squeezed her hand hanging by her side. He led her and walked slowly like a child, "We're already here. There will be a place to sit in a moment. I'll ask Auntie to scoop some beancurd for you."
Lu Miao pouted and nodded.
Fu Jingyou smiled hoarsely.
Someone came out of the house in front, and he quickly let go of Lu Miao's hand quietly.
Over there at the oil pressing room, captain Bai Yang led a group of young men and men who were busy shouting and shouting.
Fu Jingyou and He Hongjin carried rapeseeds to the oil press.
Lu Miao also wanted to follow her, but Chen Guifen quickly grabbed her and took her to the back room where the tofu was ground.
Chen Guifen looked unnatural and said: "It's hot in the oil press house, and there are shirtless young men inside. What are you going to do?"
The rural brigade is no better than the universities in the urban area of Beijing.
If Lu Miao really wanted to go, the other daughters-in-law and sisters-in-law would be chewed up if they saw her.
Lu Miao heard the implication and frowned even more unhappy, "I came here just to see how oil is pressed!"
"What's so good about pressing oil? Isn't it just frying, grinding, and steaming?" , it’s all hard work in the back. There are many people in the small room, it’s hot, and it’s very crowded. After a while, I’ll burn you when you get there. "
Chen Guifen held up the soaked soybeans and coaxed her: "Let's go over there. Do you want to eat tofu or tofu? Auntie will scoop some for you first."
When Lu Miao heard that there was a lot of noise in the oil pressing room, he gave up the idea of going over to take a look.
She nodded and helped Chen Guifen carry the beans.
"If you don't eat other people's food, let's wait until it's our turn to eat it!"
"Haha, okay!"
Chen Guifen laughed.
The tofu room has a master who specializes in grinding tofu. He is assigned by the brigade. There are three people in a shift, and the work is divided into work points.
They took care of grinding tofu, filtering bean dregs, ordering tofu and so on.
Members from nearby communities came over with beans, and occasionally came up to help.
There were many people in the small tofu room. Lu Miao only took a few glances and was stepped on twice.
She felt crowded, so she said hello to Chen Guifen and went outside to wait.
Chen Guifen asked her: "Isn't it fun? Don't run around. Just stand under the eaves for a while. Your shoes will get wet and your feet will get cold."
Lu Miao nodded, "I know, Auntie."
There was an abandoned millstone at the door of the tofu shop. When he came just now, Lu Miao saw someone sitting on it and resting.
When she came out here and saw that the seat was vacant, she sat on it without any courtesy.
The tofu room and the oil pressing room are only about twenty meters apart. Lu Miao is sitting directly opposite the back door of the oil pressing room.
I stretched my neck and took a look, and sure enough, I vaguely saw a few shirtless young men.
An ordinary belly and arms are not as good-looking as Fu Jingyou's smooth muscle lines.
She glanced twice and then looked away, sitting down and waiting honestly.
Inside the shoes, the area near the front soles has long been wet. I didn’t feel it when I stood and walked. After sitting for a while, I immediately felt a cold feeling.
Lu Miao patted her butt and got up to move around. Just as she caught up with the back door of the oil extraction room, two young men came out carrying a basket of things.
Lu Miao glanced at it twice, then approached and asked:
"Are these oil cakes that have been squeezed out? Don't you want them?"
The two young men were still shirtless, and it was a bit cold when they came out of the air.
In addition, Lu Miao was a lesbian, so the two of them were a little embarrassed. They pushed the basket to the corner, nodded curtly, "Yeah", and ran quickly with red cheeks.