Lin Yutong is no stranger to kerosene stoves. Almost everyone in the educated youth dormitory has one of these. It is light and does not take up space. In the dormitory, he can occasionally improve the food by himself.
Nowadays, I only use this at home for cooking. If I really use it for making porridge and steaming steamed buns, where can I get kerosene? For example, in Lin Yutong’s family’s pharmaceutical factory, the employees buy the steamed buns in the canteen and the porridge in the pot.
When I come home, I use the kerosene stove to cook. This is how most employees in the workplace live. In the canteen, Mrs. Lin is just an honest person and never sneaks anything into the house. She is not as smart as some people. When choosing dishes, she chooses more.
A few rotten leaves can be taken home to feed the family for a day. An aunt who lives with Lin's mother brings home all kinds of vegetable leaves, vegetable roots, vegetable roots, and radish skins and soaks them in jars to make kimchi.
, said to be a vegetable that can sustain a family throughout the winter.
Lin's mother once said to Lin Yutong, "The radish was washed clean, but it was too hard when the knife was used, and the peel was too thick. I felt distressed when I saw it, and said that if you are not good at it, I should do it. I didn't expect to hurt him.
It’s messed up.”
Lin Yutong saw Yinwei peeling white radish and smiled and learned from her.
"It's like this everywhere, smart people are smart in everything." Yinwei said, going to stir the porridge in the pot on the honeycomb stove. Then she took out four boiled eggs and washed them with cold water.
After washing up, he said, "Eat these first, and then drink some porridge. I'll make sure it's enough for the child."
Lin Yutong responded, first frying the radish with dried red pepper.
In the morning, the family had such a plate of dishes. The buns were very small. After all, the buns were steamed on the stove, and the small ones were so cooked. The buns were half the size of a fist, and there was only one for each person. Lin Yutong gave his own to the fourth master, and printed it.
Wei gave her own to Guo Yonghong. The old man refused to eat the egg given to him and insisted on giving it to Yinwei.
Maybe Lin Yutong stuffed four eggs and was full. But he felt inexplicably guilty.
In the countryside, you can put some wild vegetables or something in the porridge to soothe your stomach, but you don't have this in the city. Well, Yinwei's porridge is quite thick.
The two returned to the house, and the Fourth Master sighed, "It's not easy to live anywhere."
"We have to get food back first. With my brother-in-law's appetite, he will probably be hungry every day." Lin Yutong said, turning to look at three children wearing small cotton-padded jackets, tumbling back and forth.
Now it is even more attractive for people to look at. I am afraid that they will flip it down.
"I'll go pick them up first, and we'll get some food back tomorrow." Fourth Master stood up and put on his coat, "I'll go with my brother-in-law and eat some outside."
"If the bus stop is far away, take a three-wheeler." Lin Yutong warned.
"How can I still wrong myself?" Fourth Master kissed Lin Yutong on the face, "Look after the child. I'll be back in a while."
After the fourth master left, Lin Yutong dug out a few kilograms of wool from the space. Lin Yutong looked at the wool, but it didn't look very eye-catching. At least the new sweater on Yin Changtian's body was somewhat similar to this yarn.
When Yinwei finished her work and came over to help look after the child, Lin Yutong said to her, "I can't take care of it. I hope my eldest sister takes the time to knit a vest or sweater for my father and brother-in-law. If it's not enough, I'll find a way to buy some thread."
"I bought so much." Yinwei took it and looked at it, "Okay, I won't be polite to you."
The two of them were talking in the room. They were sitting on the edge of the bed and wrapping wool, just in time to block the child inside the bed to prevent the child from falling.
When it comes to children, Yinwei can't help but be envious, "We are both so old, and we still don't know if we can have a baby?"
Twenty-seven or eight years old is a good time to get pregnant.
She reached out and pulled Yinwei's wrist and checked, "Sister, are you suffering from cold?"
Yinwei was stunned, "When I was studying agriculture this spring, I irrigated in the early spring, and the river irrigated the fields. The water was very cold at that time, and I soaked it for a few days..."
Studying industry, agriculture, and social practice are all things they, workers, peasants, and soldiers, have to be exposed to.
"Can it still be cured?" Yinwei asked with a wry smile.
"I'm afraid it will take a year or two." Lin Yutong sighed, "Your body is probably the one that needs the most care in the family. But it doesn't matter, people are not born the same when they are fifty or sixty, and thirty is not too late. We are not in a hurry.
, I have a good physical condition. I will go out to get some medicine tomorrow."
Yinwei felt relieved and said with a smile, "It can be born. The person in our family also said that anyway, they are lucky to live here, and they really don't care if they have children. But in my heart, I feel
I owe him."
"It's not a big problem. Let's take care of it slowly and get rid of the root of the disease together. Only when you are in good health will your children be healthy." Lin Yutong said, and when he turned around, he found that the three children were sleeping in a pile, one on top of the other.
The eldest child is holding down the second child's legs, and the second child is holding the third child's arm.
She couldn't help but laugh.
"Oh! So good." Yinwei quickly helped Lin Yutong and divided them up. She didn't sleep in the crib. She rested on the big bed. Lin Yutong covered them.
Yinwei got up and said, "While the child is asleep, you should go to sleep as well. This is how raising children is, you have to follow their schedule."
Lin Yutong was really next to three children and fell asleep in an instant.
I don’t know how long I slept. When I opened my eyes, I saw that the child was missing. I was so frightened that I immediately sat up.
"Don't be afraid." The fourth master's voice came from outside, "The child is in his father's room. He has milk powder. He is not hungry."
"I was so deep asleep that I didn't even know the child was awake." Lin Yutong sat up and felt that his whole body was soft.
The Fourth Master smiled and said, "I didn't even cry. When I came back, the three of us were huddled together. You gnawed my feet and I gnawed your hands. There was no movement at all. I was afraid that I would start crying and disturb you, so I took her out."
The eldest sister is watching. I just fed her once."
"Maybe it was because I knew someone was taking care of the child that I felt relieved and felt like I had a cramp all over." Lin Yutong fell down and asked, "Have you received anyone?"
"I got it." Fourth Master came over and touched Lin Yutong's forehead, "It's okay, I don't have a fever."
"Then I have to get up, otherwise it would be too rude." Lin Yutong lifted the quilt and looked out the window. The snow was getting heavy again. "It's time to make dinner."
"I first took my food stamps to the grain station and exchanged them for 20 kilograms of black noodles, and then I went to pick them up. I came back and bought three kilograms of meat, so I can make dumplings at night."
"Okay!" Lin Yutong said, got up and went to wash his face. I don't know whether it was because he couldn't keep up with the food in the past two days, or whether the child had eaten too much. Anyway, the milk supply was a bit insufficient. After a long time, the milk did not increase.
When Fourth Master and Lin Yutong went to the main room, a chopping board had already been set up in the room.
"The kitchen is not as warm as here. Besides, we have to make the dumplings for two of us until midnight." Yinwei was peeling onions in her hands and smiled when she saw Lin Yutong. She was really happy today.
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The sound of chopping meat could be heard from the concierge in front. Guo Yonghong must have done the hard work. Then it was Yin Kun who was making the dough.
"How are you, second brother?" Lin Yutong asked.
"Hello, Xiao Lin." Yin Kun looked a little dark and smiled with white teeth. "Wash your hands and wrap them together."
Lin Yutong responded and washed his hands.
Fourth Master asked Yin Kun, "Where is my father?"
"It's inside. Keep an eye on the child." Yin Kun raised his chin. The child fell asleep, and he sat on the edge of the bed and stared at it. His son, whom he hadn't seen for many years, fell down after just one glance.
While eating, I listened to Yin Kun talk about his affairs there.
"...It's not just food that's difficult, it's also difficult to have firewood to cook a meal. Our place is different from the Northeast. We don't have any hard firewood for cooking. It's all wheat straw, peanut seedlings, cotton stalks, and corn stalks." He said.
Sighing, "Wheat stalks, peanut stalks and corn stalks can all be used as feed for livestock. How can the production team be willing to ask everyone to share them and burn them as firewood? They are all taken to the feedlot to be used as feed. The cotton stalks are shared by each family.
.What can I do? So, I would rather suffer a small loss and eat with others at other people's houses, rather than cook by myself. During the two years when grandma was here, she made it difficult for me to death. It was the big guys who took care of me, but there was not enough for grandma to cook.
After grandma left, I simply locked the door of my house and went with the educated youth who jumped in line. Every day when I came back from the field, I had to collect firewood. Otherwise, I couldn’t cook. I often had food.
It's half done, half cooked, but there is no firewood. I am cooking, and people come out to borrow firewood every day. There is no grass in the fields over there in summer, and the fields are cleaner than people's faces in winter.
Take the grass back to dry it and use it as firewood. In winter, the trees are pruned down to one trunk. It’s really clean.”
"There are families with many sons, and there are several half-year-old boys in the family. They eat sparingly and drink very little. The food from the autumn harvest will not last until the end of the year." As he said this, he glanced at Yin Changtian and asked.
He said, "Do you know Uncle Liu at the head of the village?"
Yin Changtian nodded, "Why don't you remember that we used to pick out bird eggs together when we were kids?"
"The seven sons in his family owed the production team food every year. That year, the New Year couldn't be passed, and the family didn't have anything to eat on New Year's Eve. Aren't we very particular about not borrowing things from outside on New Year's Eve?
He was too embarrassed to open his mouth. The whole village was in debt. In the end, it was the third grandfather who turned over the peanut seedlings used for feed in the breeding farm again, peeling out the ones that were so shriveled that they were no bigger than melon seeds.
Peanuts were delivered in half sacks with shells on them. The whole family spent the New Year's Eve with that."
"In the spring, the green and yellow are not harvesting, and the peanuts on the ground have sprouted. Many children pick the seedlings and eat them. They go there at night when the adults are asleep. Because they can't see them, they eat a kind of fat grass as bean sprouts.
. His whole body was blue and his face was as swollen as a basin. This didn’t stop people from eating secretly. He was so hungry that he couldn’t help it. Later, the production team stopped caring about any production tasks and started to grow a variety of sweet potatoes. Only then could they be full.