Bai Fumei in the 70’s

Freshly made egg fried rice is steaming hot. Crispy and fragrant at the first bite, soft and smooth rice grains, each three or four rice grains are wrapped in a circle of egg cloud. The lard in the fried rice exudes a seductive smell. The melted lard mixed with the evenly distributed fat and lean pork was fried so that it was tender, soft and greasy. The white fat was braised until it is almost transparent, dripping with oil.

This egg fried rice greatly satisfied the appetite of the starving man.

The crispness and tenderness of the eggs, and the fragrant and salty taste of pork made He Songbai temporarily shield his embarrassment of being shirtless. The hungry man eats well, not to mention that the cooking skills of the girlfriend is first-class. It is so delicious that people can swallow their tongues. This oil-covered meal filled He Songbai's black-hole-like hunger.2

The teenager ate so poorly, so now he has doubled his appetite and eats more portion than an adult man.

Zhao Lanxiang watched with satisfaction when the rice in the lunch box is gradually being cleaned by the man at a speed that is visible to the naked eye. The way he eats is really uncontrollable.

The mouth is full, but he keeps stuffing the rice into his mouth. After eating the meat, his deep and sharp eyes are dull, fierce and attentive, but he squints his eyes with enjoyment when he bites the fat. It makes Zhao Lanxiang have the illusion that she has raised a small Tibetan mastiff.

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

She couldn't help but stick out her hands towards his thin waist, her thumb touched his hard white muscles, and the man's body suddenly stiffened, and the movement of scooping rice is slightly suspended in the air.6

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 randomly."

The voice was stiff and muted.

Zhao Lanxiang said, "You continue to eat, there is soup in another box. You eat yours, I touch mine..."28

After she finished speaking, she nodded her red ears and leaned forward to kiss him carefully.

Zhao Lanxiang's gentle voice brought countless joys.

"You are so cute."

He Songbai's sensitive neck feels a soft touch, and his head suddenly went blank, and his whole body was as tight as a bow in a full draw.1

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

She feels the man's steaming heat, and her body gradually became hot. The whole person is so stiff...4

His voice was as hoarse as the thirsty man who has been wandering in the desert for a few days, almost muffled.

"Lanxiang..."1

Zhao Lanxiang put her slightly cool hand on his waist, and the man stood up suddenly, and even the rice bowl was splashed without care, and the hot soup was sprinkled on him. Like an arrow released from the string, suddenly he is gone.1

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

This... this, what the hell!

She picked up the splashed bowl angrily and with amusement. She wanted to kiss him again, but she didn't expect that she wouldn't even be able to get this benefit.

Her old man's enthusiasm was so fierce that she couldn't bear it. A little spark could make him shameless for a long time. In his time, the young man reacted like a stiff piece of wood! Run away when he is excited!

...

He Songbai ran back to the valley like his ass is burning. He wipes his sweat with a lingering fear. His face rose from the inside to the outside, and the whole person seemed to be burning.

Only the physical exhaustion brought about by the boring work can make him abandon all the strange ideas in his mind.

He is as hot as a blast furnace, and he worked hard with his head down. The millet under the shovel seemed to be the way he vent, and he kept turning it over with a shovel, and soon he turned over the millet on the small field. Even the job of Teacher Gu was taken care of.

Teacher Gu's eyes were squinted by the scorching sun. He looked at the young man who worked as hard as a bull. He couldn't help feeling, "It's good to be young. As a worker, this strength is definitely an excellent one 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. He did not even dare to think about a job as a worker which is such a glorious and well-paid job. How dare he even think about the city man's daughter even if he doesn't even think about the job as a worker?

Teacher Gu sighed and worked in silence.

He sang happily while working, "If life deceives you, don't be sad, don't be anxious! Be calm in the melancholy days. Believe, happy days will come!"

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

Zhou Jiazhen, who is also in the valley, is under the scorching sun and sweat beads are rolling on her head. The whole person looked like she was just fished from the water. Her speed of resting to replenish the water is not good enough compared to her sweat.

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

Wu Liangping noticed, he 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."

Zhou Jiazhen is not being brave this time. She wiped her sweat and said, "Comrade Wu, you have worked hard."

She cool herself under the shade of the tree, and Wu Liangping took over her shovel and turned over the valley meticulously. The heatwave rolled in, as if the air in front of him is steaming like in 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 bring you back."

Zhou Jiazhen is distressed about the money. She could suffer in silence if she has a minor illness. She could not afford to go to the clinic to get some medicine. She gratefully took back her belongings, "I'm much better, I'll get back myself."

Without Zhao Lanxiang's teasing, Zhou Jiazhen would not specifically notice Wu Liangping. Wu Liangping's overzealous actions caused Zhou Jiazhen's heart to 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 the words, and for a moment there was a confusion in his eyes for being found out by others. After a while, he finally recovered his calm. He said awkwardly, "Do you forget Jiazhen?"

"'The beauty of a person does not lie in their appearance, clothes, and hair style, but in themselves, in their heart." As if returning to his field of expertise, this reticent man will be more articulate.

Zhou Jiazhen's eyes are moist, and she was moved, "Thank you, Comrade Wu."

She couldn't say anything more than her trembling lips.

Zhou Jiazhen dragged her heavy footsteps, and walked back to Li Zhishu's home with the remaining glow of sunset.

In the He family.

In the evening, He Songbai remembered that Zhao Lanxiang is still in the dilapidated house after dinner, and he remembered his close proximity to her during the day, and he has a terrible headache. She is haunting him so much, he will soon be unable to hold on to his perseverance, and could even make a vile act and hurt her. In this way, what is the difference between him and a beast?1

After dinner, he wondered how to face Zhao Lanxiang's mood and ensure 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, she couldn't hear the clattering sound from the grass. Zhao Lanxiang gritted her teeth, this man is really undertuned!

If she doesn't get angry, she doesn't know what kind of girlfriend she is!

He is so not considerate, nor afraid of her running away!

Zhao Lanxiang sat patiently again in the middle of the night, still not waiting for him, but waiting for Teacher Gu.

Teacher Gu leaned against grass pile and napped as if he hasn't woke up. He seems to be drunk and said nonsense, "Don't blow it up, isn't it good to dig slowly?"

"I'm don't care about money for explosives. Am I like someone who is greedy for the hard-earned money of ordinary people?"

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

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

Zhao Lanxiang shook Teacher Gu vigorously, but this poor man had gone through a series of blows and heavy labor. At this moment, he has slept soundly, it is the kind of heavyness that could not be pulled back by ten cows. His face has no more consciousness.

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

...

When the autumn harvest is in full swing, Pan Yu's school is also on holiday. The school gave students a long agricultural leave. Most of these students who stayed in school will not study hard. They engaged in sports and chanting slogans all day long. It is better to let them go back to harvest food.

Pan Yu is very happy because she could only meet him when she returned to the village.

After Pan Yu returned home, Pan Yuhua and sister-in-law Pan gave her work worth six work points without a word, and drove her to visit the drying valley.

Pan Yu's face suddenly paled and shakes her head again and again, "No! Change it for me, I'd rather go to grinding valley!"

Her stunned eyes suddenly filled with bloodshot eyes.

Sister Pan was frightened by her sister-in-law sudden hysterics. She snorted and relieve the burden in her chest. She complained, "Yuhua's mother loves girls. But this girl didn't study and her brain is broken."

"You want to go to grinding valley to crush the grain, or do you want to go to He's second child again? I'll tell you, no way!"