nycdaug Chapter 228: Those Years in the Great Northern Wilderness (64)
Chapter 228: Those Years in the Great Northern Wilderness (64)
It was the first time for everyone to see such a bright night. Everyone was more excited than the other and called their friends to gather around the farm headquarters.
The originally gray two-story building now looked particularly different in their eyes, and they felt indescribably shocked in their hearts.
Then they couldn't wait to ask, "When will electricity be connected to our home?"
"How much is the electricity bill and how do you calculate it?"
Xu Jianmin was surrounded by everyone. Song Jinhan waved his sleeves and went home quietly. Then he looked into his daughter's big watery eyes and said, "Dad, can I stay in your office tonight?"
Song Jinhan: “…Okay.”
Don't you just want to see the electricity and wonder about the light bulb? Go!
Yun Tinglan felt quite unhappy. This baby, whom they pampered so much, would jump for joy for a long time just by pulling the cord of a light bulb.
But the children are older now and we can no longer bring them into the space like we did when they were little.
The bed in the office was only one meter wide and could not accommodate a family of four. So Song Jinhan took the folding bed from Xu Jianmin's office and put them together to sleep.
What to do if the ground is uneven? Use bricks to support it.
They hung up the mosquito net and spent the whole night like that. The two children were noisy until the late night and refused to go to sleep. When Yun Tinglan woke up in the morning, she had dark sunken eyes.
When she took her two children to the corridor to brush their teeth, she met several people with their families. It was obvious that they were also there because of their children, so they all laughed.
But in my heart I feel that the days are becoming more and more promising.
For breakfast, Song Jinhan bought big steamed buns and cornmeal porridge from the cafeteria. The two children ate with pouty mouths and complained that the meat buns were not tasty, "They are far inferior to the cooking of my great aunt."
How can they be compared? The food at home only looks rough, but it uses only the best ingredients. Although Ling Xi's cooking skills cannot be called master-level, they are definitely better than the chefs in the cafeteria.
In this small space and time, apart from going to work and doing housework every day, it spends the rest of its time researching food. That is because the cold storage space is large enough, otherwise the finished products will be wasted.
Even though Yun Tinglan found excuses to take out some food for the children from time to time, there were still a lot of them in the cold storage. She would barter for the cakes, snacks, dried fruits and meat that were not out of place.
She would exchange homespun cloth, local specialties, wild fruits, honey, and even the loaches that the older children caught in the river for food.
Their whole family had income, as well as various subsidies and benefits. Their private plots also produced a bumper harvest every year, so they lived a comfortable life and naturally no one doubted it.
Ling Xi had spoiled the appetites of these two children, so there was no way they could get used to eating in a big cafeteria.
After the novelty wore off, I was not willing to live in the office anymore. I still felt more comfortable at home. "It would be even better if there was electricity. The black and white TV at my godmother's house is so interesting to watch."
"I want to see the Monkey King."
It makes people feel sad to hear this. Buy it and wait until the electricity is connected.
A few days later, people from the Agricultural Reclamation Bureau came to our door. They were surprised but also disappointed to see that such a small device could generate electricity.
The pleasant surprise is that the farm can actually generate its own electricity, but the disappointment is that the power supply is too small to meet the needs of the power plant.
Song Jinhan took out the design drawing. There was an engineer who came with them this time. He was a talented and knowledgeable person and he understood the value of the drawing at a glance.
I was so excited holding Song Jinhan's hand. It really was a pity that we met too late. The meal lasted more than two hours and I hadn't even finished the bowl of dumplings.
Since the engineer leading the team didn't leave, the others had to stay as well. They couldn't understand the drawings, but they understood the meaning of the words.
This design drawing is feasible and can greatly reduce the budget, but it is labor-intensive and they have the conditions to manufacture power generation equipment domestically.
In a word, it saves a lot of money!
So, Song Jinhan took on another identity as a consultant. After being away on a business trip for almost a month, his home had electricity and he came back with a TV.
He did not ask for any rewards or benefits, but had only one request: his daughter wanted a TV, and he hoped to be rewarded with a TV ticket.
The power plant was very generous and the direct reward was a 16-inch wooden black-and-white TV with a door that could be closed. Yun Tinglan was surprised because she had never seen such a TV before.
As far as she can remember, the TV at home has always been color, from 12 inches to 24 inches, and then to smart color TV, and it has been updated very quickly.
She knew about black and white TVs, but the wooden shell material, especially a TV of this shape, was something she had never seen before and it was the first time she knew about it.
To her, it's just an antique.
With electricity and a TV, searching for signals is not a difficult task for Ling Xi. Then Yun Tinglan received a suspicious look from the naughty kid Zheng Yian. The meaning was very clear: if your great aunt can do it, you, mom, should also keep up with the fashion.
The little girl is still considerate, "Mom, it's okay if you don't know how to turn on the TV, I'll help you."
Yun Tinglan: "..." Why can't she open it?
How did you come to this conclusion? It's too hasty.
Didn't she know how to use the black and white TV? She was obviously not interested in it because it was small and bulky, had few channels, and had nothing interesting to watch.
But the two children stubbornly believed that she was just trying to save face and was just pretending.
Okay, she is a doctoral supervisor who has researched robots and holographic games, but now she is considered a antique!
The wind blows gently over the ridges, and the wheat waves sway. The light shines through the low green shade of the willow forest.
Several little heads gathered together, squatting in the woods to burn wheat ears. Although they looked black, they gave off the most original fragrance of wheat. With a pinch of their little hands, the plump wheat kernels fell off. The fragrant wheat kernels were put into their mouths in one bite, and the more they chewed, the more fragrant they became.
Especially at this time, the wheat is just 70% cooked and there is still moisture in the wheat kernels. You can cut the wheat ears and roast them to eat, which is fragrant and sweet.
The little guys thought they were unnoticed and even checked each other's bodies and faces to see if there were any marks. Only after they were sure that there were no marks did the boys start to walk home arm in arm.
In the ditch on the other side, three male educated youth stood up, also holding wheat ears in their hands, but they did not dare to make a fire, so they just rubbed them together and ate them.
Fresh wheat tastes great too. When you bite it, it feels a bit juicy and tastes sweeter than unroasted wheat.
Of course, it also has something to do with them being very hungry.
At the age of sixteen or seventeen, I was able to eat and the food in the cafeteria was enough to fill my stomach. But after peeing, my stomach was flat and I was so hungry that my chest was sticking to my back. This made me have an idea.
"The tallest one... is he the brother of Director Zheng's twins?"
It’s him. There are not many children on the farm as clean and handsome as his.
"Okay, eat as much as you want." With those guys taking the blame, there's nothing to be afraid of!
Then he was blocked by the patrol dog.
Some of them were particularly unconvinced, "Why did they only arrest us? Then who... Zheng Yian and the others also stole the food."
"That's their own private plot. They can pick whatever they want. We have no right to interfere. But you stole public wheat. That's undermining socialism."
What kind of person is it for a grown man to bite a child of a few years old?
Gou Zi looked at the educated youth in front of him with contempt.