Bai Fumei in the 70’s

Zhao Lanxiang watched him eat from the sidelines. She licked her swollen lips, still feeling the fierce passion all over her body, but she was still not satisfied and asked, "When people are saying that you and Pan Yu did things in cornfields, why don't you clarify?"

He Songbai's cheeks which are chewing rice slowed down. He raised his head and glanced at Zhao Lanxiang. He said vaguely while eating, "It's hard to clarify this kind of thing..."

"Don't think about it anymore."

He Songbai quickly cleaned up the rice in the lunch box, and there was not a single grain of rice left. After eating, he hurried back to the farm and engaged in busy and heavy farm work.

On the other side, Pan Yu was caught by her sister-in-law when she ran out of the woods with tears. Pan sister-in-law smiled and looked at the small forest, "Did you go to see the second child of He family just now?"

With a contemptuous expression on her face, "Second Sister, your brain is broken after you study! No face, no shame, and you have been fooling around with that second-rate son all day long. I will tell Granny!"

The grandmother of the Pan family hated the He family deeply. If she knew that her granddaughter is mixed with the boy of the He family, Pan Yu wouldn't be able to read a book anymore. Pan Sister-in-law thought that her eldest son was approaching the age of talking about family affairs. If the younger aunt got married earlier, she could earn some bride money.

Pan Yu's face is white, her whole body trembled, not knowing whether she was angry or surprised.

After Pan Sister-in-law said that, she ran away, and got rid of Pan Yu.

...

A few days later, the millet in the fields is all harvested. The millet was spread flat on the concrete floor and dried for a few days. The farmer packed them, weighed them and handed them to the commune. The autumn harvest was over. The grain output of the Hezi village's first brigade is similar to that of last year. It has been steadily increasing during the good years of good weather, but it is still far behind the next-door brigade.

After receiving the grain, Li Dali was called to go to the county to hold a commendation meeting and the review of grain production. He couldn't achieve good results every year, and everytime he go to all meetings to be a listener. However, he is also satisfied. Compared with other teams that have failed the target, the first brigade can complete the task according to the amount every year and the results are good. Even with the "excellent" results of the second brigade, it is not conspicuous.

After the summary and reflection meeting, Li Dali asked the farmers to go back and rest for three days. The reclamation of terraced fields has kept them busy for a month and a half, and after a short break, they will be able to breathe before continuing to reclaim the mountain fields.

Liang Tiezhu from the village next door helped the family collect the food, and rode his big Golden Deer bike to "deliver food" for Zhao Lanxiang.

He went to the kitchen with a bag of beans, sweating and breathing heavily, and said to Zhao Lanxiang, "After the autumn harvest, there will be more grain, and I will be exhausted these days."

Liang Tiezhu didn't take Zhao Lanxiang's money. He looked at He Songbai's affection and helped Zhao Lanxiang "work for nothing". Zhao Lanxiang is also very grateful to him. When she is ready to sell pastries, she would leave some for him to take home.

When Liang Tiezhu came, she was making rice rolls, just to invite him for breakfast.

She squeezed out the freshly baked rice rolls. The skin was thin and slippery, and it could be broken by blowing.

The noodles are cheap and delicious, but the shelf life is short and they sell quickly. They can only be bought at the store before dawn. Sometimes it is harder to get than fat pork. Therefore, Zhao Lanxiang gave up the idea of ​​eating rice noodles and always eats wheat noodles. After the autumn harvest, He Songbai happened to be idle. She took a bag of rice and urged him to grind the rice flour, turning the rice into a thin and sticky rice milk.

She greeted Liang Tiezhu to sit down and put a plate of rice rolls in front of him.

The white rice rolls are wrapped with corn kernels, beans, and minced pork, rolled into a tube, and poured with a spoonful of delicious marinade before leaving the stove. It tastes smooth and refreshing. The thinner and finer the rice rolls are, the more they can absorb the marinade, and more delicious.

Liang Tiezhu is already hungry. The snow white rice rolls is filled with golden and green things, it is steaming hot. He couldn't wait to stir it with chopsticks. The white powdery skin is immediately stained with the golden sauce. The first bite was smooth and tender, so hot that his tongue was breathing out, and the corn kernels oil and beans was crisp and sweet, and the meat was stained with the right amount of sauce. The wonderful taste intertwined with the thin rice roll skin made him squint in joy and closed his eyes.

He shouted and said, "Ah, your skill in making rice noodles is much better than the state-run restaurant. This sauce is really fragrant!"

Liang Tiezhu couldn't describe it. It was such a beautiful taste. He gulped one of them in twos mouthful, and the other five were solved violently. Such authentic craftsmanship is hard to come by, but it was found here by him. This taste really tasted like a master chef who has been making rice rolls for many years. She was so skilled and old-fashioned that Liang Tiezhu immediately thought about his next meal.

Zhao Lanxiang was very full after eating three, and she said, "Let me see what you brought this time."

She opened the cloth bag and grabbed a handful of it to check, "It's kidney beans."

Liang Tiezhu scratched his head with some embarrassment and said, "Flour and rice, I guess it's enough for you. Last time I heard you said you wanted some rough grain, I just received a bag of kidney beans yesterday and sent it to you."

He was embarrassed that the things he brought this time were not common on the countertops. What kind of food can be made with kidney beans? It does taste nice to cook and eat, but there are people who can't eat enough and mix it with the rice.

The steamed kidney beans are glutinous and white, and the taste is not much worse than rice.

Zhao Lanxiang smiled and collected the kidney beans. "Let's make some kidney bean cakes for sale next time. I'll make sure to reserve some for you to try. It's delicious."

Liang Tiezhu nodded, and after a good meal, he rode his big golden deer bike and set off. It's a pity that the rice rolls have to be eaten while it is hot and fresh. It won't taste good after a while, otherwise he will ask for a few more sticks and take them on the road.

...

He Songbai also ate a few rice rolls, and the dark eyes revealed a bit of pleasure when he bite it.

He looked at the light plate after eating, his eyes darkened.

He strode outside the door and greeted Tie Zhu.

Liang Tiezhu had already ridden a few meters away and turned back reluctantly. He asked, "What's the matter, brother?"

He Songbai unloaded the grain in the back seat of Liang Tiezhu without a word, and tied it tightly with a rope on the crossbar between the front and the seat. He patted Liang Tiezhu on the head and said in a deep voice, "I'll go with you."

Liang Tiezhu was shocked, and immediately a smirk showed on his face.

"You have figured it out?"

He winked at He Songbai and said, "I knew you would have a day when you couldn't help it. Come on, brother, today I'll drive you into the city's gangster."

Liang Tiezhu used his superb skills to carry a sack of food plus an adult man, struggling to ride the big golden deer steadily.

He sang folk songs, whistled, and happily said to He Songbai in the back seat of the bike, "I tell you, although others look down on our shameless business, they just can't do without us. No one lacks clothes or food. We tie our heads to our pants and crotch for convenience. No matter how glorious people are, it's no more glorious than us."

"You say, isn't that right?"