Chapter 127： She can't help them

Chapter 127 She can’t help them

The girls' long breathing could be heard in the room, and the cries of grasshoppers and other small reptiles could be heard outside. Si Ningning listened for a while, turned over tentatively, and found that there was no side leakage, then carefully climbed up, put on her shoes and tiptoed out of the room.

I’m a little hungry…

Si Ningning entered the space, first went to the bathroom, and then went to the kitchen to wash some rice and make porridge.

While making porridge, Si Ningning sat on the sofa in the living room and took out all the money he earned during the day.

Most of them were one or two dimes, and the largest denomination was the black ten dollar note given by Mo Bei.

In this era, the maximum denomination of RMB was ten yuan. Different names were used in different periods of its inception, for example, ten yuan. As far as Si Ningning knew, there were two names, one was called "Black Shi Yuan" and the other was called "Ten Yuan". Great Unity".

The number of sets of Black Shiyuan is not large, and it is rare to see circulating ones on the market, and it is also more valuable for collection in later generations.

Si Ningning stretched out the black piece of paper and looked at it repeatedly from near and far.

There are not many creases and not much wear on the banknotes. It can be seen that Mo Bei takes good care of them.

Si Ningning’s eyes flickered and turned, and an idea came to his mind inexplicably.

The collection was intentional, on the one hand, it may be because the amount of this note is not small, on the other hand, can it also tell something about Mo Bei’s character and conduct?

Putting his thumb on the banknote and flicking it with his middle finger, Si Ningning got up and went to the study room. He wandered back and forth in front of the bookshelf twice, pulled out an idiom dictionary from the top, casually opened it to the center and carefully took out the black ten dollar folder. He walked in and took the dictionary all the way to the living room.

Then he followed the same pattern. Whenever he saw a well-preserved banknote, Si Ningning carefully flattened it and put it in the dictionary to pick it up.

 She has a computer and a mobile phone in her space, but no Internet. Whether she collects these things or kills time, she has to find a "hobby" to enrich and entertain her life.

Twenty-five kilograms of rice was sold for 12 yuan and 50 cents, two large bags of noodles totaling 6 kilos were sold for 4 yuan, a military kettle was sold for 12 yuan, and after counting all the bills, the total amount was 28 and a half yuan.

It doesn’t look like much, but it’s one month’s salary of a middle-class factory worker in this era.

Once the collected banknotes were removed, the money at his disposal was only sixteen yuan and fifty-two cents, including the more than one yuan that Si Ningning had left.

A dozen dollars were piled together, and a thick pile felt like ten thousand dollars. Si Ningning felt that he had made a lot of money, but it seemed that he had not fully earned it.

This money is definitely abundant among the educated youth, but considering Si Ningning’s previous living conditions, this is really not enough.

I don’t know when the next vacation will be. After thinking about it, Si Ningning decided to wait until dawn before going to the town.

After making a decision, the kitchen rice cooker beeped. Si Ningning filled a bowl of white porridge and drank it. The ingredients and seasonings in the space were quite comprehensive, but there were no side dishes to go with the porridge. She secretly thought about it. , look back and see if I can try to do something.

The temperature of the space is constant. After eating a bowl of hot porridge, Si Ningning sweated a lot on her forehead. However, the temperature of the space was constant, so she didn't feel hot. Instead, she felt that her belly, which had always been uncomfortably bloated, felt much better.

Without the "weight" on his body, Si Ningning's mood improved significantly. He washed the dishes and returned to the kitchen hastily, and then went to look at the situation of the pigs and vegetable fields.

The pigs are already taller than Si Ningning's knees. Except for pig feed in the first few days, they basically only eat cucumbers, vines and pig grass. Now they are taller, but they don't have much fat on their bodies.

Si Ningning speculated that there were no fat-stimulating hormones in green plants. She secretly comforted herself: the absence of hormones was a good thing.

Absolutely not admitting that the pigs are so thin because they don't have enough to eat.

There are several types of local forage for feeding pigs, but any wild grass that can be harvested locally and cut anywhere is called "pig grass".

Having received information from Chen Lianmi before, Si Ningning circled a separate area in the space and transplanted a kind of vine with dark red buds and some purslane.

These two types of pigweed are the easiest to obtain in the countryside, but because there are not many work points for cutting pigweed, there are only two work points for cutting four baskets a day. Therefore, most of the children in the team do this work, and they can exchange some work points to help their parents. Milk shares the burden of the family.

The transplanted pigweed is growing very well, especially the vine grass with dark red buds, which is growing like crazy.

In order to make it easier for them to climb vines, Si Ningning built a simple triangular climbing frame out of bamboo when they were first transplanted. He cut some to feed the pigs every day. Now the long row of triangular climbing frame is still covered by vines. Full.

However, these are not enough, and several tripod climbing frames need to be expanded.

After all, pigs continue to grow and eat more and more.

As usual, Si Ningning cut an entire large trash can full of pig grass to feed the pigs. After finishing, he cut the remaining bamboo in the space in half and nailed three sections of bamboo into the soil to form a cone. Between the cones, another intact bamboo is placed as a connecting climbing frame.

Although Vine Grass belongs to the Vine family, it is still different from melon vines and grape vines. Keeping the stolons close to the ground and digging into the soil will allow them to grow well and densely.

In order to ensure that the subsequent cutting of the rattan grass frame will not easily shake and be damaged, Si Ningning found some ropes to tie it up and fix it.

There was no hemp rope in the space, so I turned over some sweater thread and used it as a substitute. After the two rows of shelves were tied up, I pressed my hands on the shelf and pushed it back and forth twice to make sure it was stable. Then Si Ningning turned around and squatted down to where the vine grass had grown. in front of the shelf.

She didn't even look for a hoe, she just pulled it twice with her hands, pulled out three or four sections of stolons with roots from the bottom, and buried them under the newly built shelf. Only after this process was she completely finished.

After that it’s just a matter of waiting.

Waiting for roots to take root and new shoots to grow...

In addition to the transplanted pigweed, all kinds of vegetables and vegetables are growing wildly in the space, and the amount is too large. Si Ningning will occasionally pick some to feed the pigs. The problem of pig rations has basically been solved.

What gives Si Ningning an even bigger headache is the pig manure.

Pigs eat more and **** more. As pigs get bigger and bigger, the problem of dealing with pig manure is also urgent.

The soil in the space is fertile enough, so there is no need to add fertilizer at all, and Si Ningning does not want to make the space a mess.

In the past, the pigs were still small and did not **** much. She usually disposed of the pig manure and dumped it in the bamboo forest at the back, or secretly dumped it in the retting pits of the production team's fields. However, this method was only used in the past. Now that the pigs are bigger, they poop. Getting more just doesn't work.

The compost pit is only so big. If you say you want to pour a small bucket or half a bucket into it, others won't be able to tell. But if the compost pit is piled up to the top, even a fool can see it!

You have to think of a way...

Si Ningning frowned and added water and food to the pigs, then went into the house and took a hot shower to get rid of the strange smell.

I rubbed the clothes I had soaked before and poured them into the washing machine. I also packed up the things I planned to take to town after dawn. After I finished drying the clothes, I left the space and quietly climbed into bed and lay down.

I couldn't sleep until the sky was so bright that the rooster's sound of the rooster was faintly. Si Ningning finally couldn't lie down. She rolled up and saw the bed there, Xu Shuhua got up first.

Si Ningning raised her head and said, "Why are you going?" "Go to the toilet."

“Oh!” Si Ningning said “oh” and fumbled to get up.

Xu Shuhua looked at her sleepily, "Why are you going? It's off today. You guys can't get up for breakfast, so you don't have to get up so early."

Si Ningning paused for a moment while putting on her shoes. Then she remembered that according to the days, a month had passed since she went to the countryside. Today happened to be a new week. Last week, Xu Shuhua cooked and cleaned. This week it was her turn to cook and clean. It's hygienic.

“I thought about it last night. I still have some things I haven’t bought, so I have to go to town again... Shuhua, I’m getting ready to leave. Can you take over my shift today?”

Xu Shuhua nodded, but then said: "Can you do it alone? It's not even bright yet..."

"Okay, okay, I've memorized the road...I'm going to the main road. There are wheel marks there. I'm sure I won't lose them." Si Ningning said, packing the ticket.

Xu Shuhua was still worried and wanted to go with Si Ningning, but she was short of money and didn't buy anything when she went, fearing that Si Ningning would think too much.

She was still hesitating, but Si Ningning had already finished washing up quickly and disappeared without a trace carrying a basket. He was so anxious that he didn't even make the bed.

Xu Shuhua was speechless for a while. She folded the small blanket on Si Ningning's bed neatly and muttered in her heart: Nothing can happen, right?

These days, if you want to travel far away, you need to get a letter of introduction. For example, when a commune member goes to the county, he or she must get a letter of introduction from the production team leader or team leader, but this is not required for daily shopping in the town.

Even so, Si Ningning is not a native of the team. As a foreign educated youth, she needs to report to the "organization" for her travels.

So, after going to the production team to say hello to Zhao Hongbing, Si Ningning set off for the town.

At about 6:30 in the morning, there were already large orange-red clouds floating in the east, and there was heavy dew on the road.

Walking out from the production team, Si Ningning inadvertently glanced into the distance. The mountain road he was about to walk was shrouded in mist, and it was faint, like ink scattered in the water.

Looking a bit mysterious.

Si Ningning didn’t feel scared at all. She walked steadily step by step, balancing the empty basket on her shoulders.

As I told Xu Shuhua in the morning, she took the high road.

Walking all the way to the rope bridge, making sure that he was on the right track, Si Ningning looked around, stepped into the space, put on the same outfit as yesterday, and then left the space to continue moving forward until it was almost eight o'clock in town.

Si Ningning went to the state-owned restaurant first and ordered a bowl of porridge for one cent. When it was served, he also received a small plate of pickled radish.

The person who orders and passes the dishes is still the same woman as last time.

The woman didn't recognize Si Ningning. She didn't say much when facing the "guest" who only wanted a bowl of porridge, and her expression was quite normal.

Probably he was really frightened by Si Ningning’s words, and he more or less had a better memory.

Si Ningning did not continue to struggle with this matter. After finishing the porridge, she left the state-owned hotel with the basket in hand.

I followed the same path I took yesterday to the black market, but when I turned a corner, I was blocked by someone.

As soon as you pass this corner, you will immediately see the grassland...

“Hey! What do you do?”

A boy with a flat head blocked Si Ningning's path. He held a short wooden stick against Si Ningning's stomach, forcing him to retreat.

Si Ningning was wearing high heels and the road was uneven. She was blocked by someone without warning and pushed like this. She staggered and almost didn't fall. Fortunately, there was an alley wall next to her, so she quickly gave her a hand.

There are several people behind the young man, including men and women, all of about the same age.

There were five or six people in the group, holding wooden sticks in their hands. In the corner beside them were squatting two dark-skinned men and a middle-aged woman with messy hair.

Si Ningning quickly glanced around in silence. The two men were squatting with their hands on their heads and not talking, while the middle-aged woman was shedding tears silently.

There was a bamboo basket lying on the ground. I don’t know who it belongs to. The broken eggs inside flowed everywhere...

Road robbery? Black and white?

Si Ningning's heart skipped a beat and her brain turned to the left. However, because she didn't answer in time, the boy frowned and pushed her fiercely, "I'm asking you a question!"

"Why are you talking nonsense to him? If you are carrying such a big basket on your back on this road, you are just like those stinky rats, specializing in shameful deeds!" said another boy with a flat head and a horse face.

"That's it, you'll know if you take his basket over and take a look! If he really did that shameful thing, instead of letting him drill holes, it's better for us to take it away. Anyway, even if we don't exist, someone else will come!" Wu Among the six people, the only girl with braids said.

This group of people are young, but they are very thoughtful. Why don't they just come out and stay there to keep an eye on the honest people who come out to resell and place orders and bully them hard? If they cooperate, it's okay to give them things. If they don't cooperate, they will have their things smashed. .

The idea is that you are not clean, and neither am I. If you can, go out and sue!

There are more enemies and fewer enemies. Although Si Ningning felt aggrieved, she also knew that she could not openly conflict with these people at the moment.

"The situation is constantly changing. To adapt your thoughts to the new situation, you have to learn." Si Ningning said the characteristic quotations of this era, and took off his backpack calmly, "Comrade, I am going to pick someone up from the ferry. of."

The more you talk, the more mistakes you make, and the more loopholes will be created. Si Ningning stopped clicking and handed the basket over, and then he began to remain silent.

In the 1960s and 1970s, everyone talked about the quotations of great men. It was common to read the quotations when going out, and it was even more honorable to be able to match the quotations.

Ordinary people generally know the two simple sentences, "study hard and make progress every day", and the other is "serve the people".

Look at me, I look at you, and then look at Si Ningning, who is dressed in men's clothing and has a handsome face. He is a very educated man, and his outfit is not cheap, especially if there is someone behind him. Bar?

The boy with a flat head looked a little nervous, and the basket in his hand was light and fluttering. When he opened the cloth covering the mouth of the basket and took another look, he found that there was nothing inside. Looking at all the things before and after, Si Ningning really didn't look like he was going to engage in reselling.

He was accustomed to eating soft things rather than hard things. He was worried about offending others, so he cursed "bad luck" with a small crew cut, kicked and beat him and returned the basket to Si Ningning, and said impatiently: "Okay, nothing will happen to you anymore. Go quickly."

(End of this chapter)