Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

From nine in the morning until three in the afternoon, the energetic custards played football for six hours.

Wan Feng was tired and angry enough. At first, he continued to correct the mistakes of these guys, but then he was surprised to find that not only did he not correct the mistakes of others, but he was in danger of being assimilated by them.

The appetite after running for a whole night is obviously good, one steamed bun in threes and twos, and two in a row are killed.

After eating, Wanfeng lay on the hot kang like a happy pig.

My mother was called to help make dumplings. My brother and sister hadn’t known where they had gone after dinner. Only Wan Feng and his father were left in the house.

Father used a pair of cards to play another game called Wulutian.

This kind of poker game is very similar to the card game that comes with the computer system.

After an hour, Wan Feng thought that as long as the poker was picked up, he could go to heaven, because whenever his father picked up this game, he would wait for heaven excitedly.

Now think about what a naive and ridiculous idea this is.

Jin Xingbin and Xu Jinguo ran sneakily.

"Wow, go and steal dumplings. There are four or five dumplings in our company tonight. Let's steal some hoods and come back to cook them."

Wanfeng is not interested in cooking dumplings. According to his current state, whoever brings him a plate of dumplings may not be able to take a second look.

The belly has been bulging long ago, where there is still space for dumplings.

But it’s not impossible to recall the joy of stealing dumplings.

Wearing shoes and cotton jackets down the ground, I found an old man hat that can pull the head to wear, and then put on a cotton hat outside.

The old man's hat is for not being recognized, and the cotton hat is for dumplings.

Tonight in Daonan, Zhong Yixiang’s family is making dumplings. His family is the first one to the west of Wanfeng’s house. This is why both Zhong Yixiang’s brothers did not come out tonight.

His dumplings were naturally embarrassing to steal, and it was not a big problem to ask for a curtain later. Wan Feng and the others targeted the Daobei family.

The night temperature in the Xiaoxinganling area is now between minus fifteen and twenty degrees, which is not the coldest time. If the temperature at night before and after heavy snowfall is usually below minus 20 degrees, some weather will reach minus 30 degrees.

Do not need to be minus 30 degrees, that is, minus 20 degrees. Dumplings wrapped in a curtain are placed outside, and they will be frozen harder than rocks in no more than ten minutes.

The custom of making frozen dumplings has been in existence for many years.

Frozen dumplings usually don't contain a lot of dumpling stuffing. If the dumpling stuffing is too full, it will freeze and crack, and it will become a slice of soup when it is cooked.

Because the dumpling stuffing is small, it is usually done by kneading dumplings. Put the dumpling stuffing on the dough and pinch it with two hands.

Therefore, the wrapping is very fast, and a curtain can be wrapped in a few minutes, but if you can’t put it in the house, you must get it outside to freeze.

Making dumplings has become a custom, and stealing dumplings has naturally become another auxiliary custom.

The formation of this custom seems to be related to the educated youths more than ten years ago. When local people’s homes made frozen dumplings for the New Year, these educated youths stole them back to eat.

At first, I was very nervous like catching a thief, but when the people found out that it was an educated youth who had stolen it, they might be grateful for the pitiful children whose parents were not around, so they no longer really act like catching a thief. Instead, they found that the educated youth had gone. At that time, they took the initiative to give a curtain of dumplings for them to eat.

Gradually, a custom is formed that stealing dumplings is not considered stealing. If you can't steal dumplings, you can get them from the host's house.

Later, the educated youth returned to the city, but this custom has been retained.

Because there are too many dumplings, most people invite several people to make dumplings. The rolled dumplings and the dumplings form an assembly line.

Like these Dongshan people, almost every family packs one sack of dumplings, and some people pack two sack of dumplings. Usually, they ask more than a dozen people to help. It's lively like a Chinese New Year.

Dumplings are packed in sack, probably except for this area, the world may not be able to find a second place.

The three of Wan Feng lurked like secret agents.

The first one is Pan Dagouzi's family. There are four brothers in his family named Dagouzi Ergouzi San Gouzi Si Gouzi. The eyes of this fourth brother are like a bronze bell of Yasai.

At first glance, it really means that the dumplings do not have any water.

Wan Feng observed for a few minutes and thought that his family had no chance to start. Four or two of this brother looked out from the house, and two of them were watching from the outside. When they were frozen, they were directly put into a sack in the building. There is no window period.

"His house can't, change one."

The second one was Lin Laixian's family, but Wan Feng did not pay attention to attacking his family because of Mai Tai.

His family has a large population, three boys and three girls, and the family is not much better than pigsty. Wan Feng doesn't think his dumplings are suitable for people to eat, at least he doesn't think he can swallow them.

Finally they turned a street and came to Yan Tongwen's house.

Yan Tongwen's family has only two children. The eldest is a daughter, and the next is a son. His son's eyes are a bit awkward, and he has been born like this since he was a child.

Yan Tongwen’s son Yan Yi and his neighbor’s two children are watching dumplings outside Yan Tongwen’s family ~ www.NovelMTL.com~ Yan Tongwen’s daughter Yan Su is still Wan Feng’s classmate who is going to study in Dalinzi.

Yan Yi looks like 13 or 4 today, and the two children are about the same age.

These three guys ran into the house every few minutes to warm up, and hid in the house every few minutes to keep warm.

It's his home.

Wan Feng found a stick with a height of about one meter two, and quietly touched it into Yan's yard and hid it in a dark corner.

The light bulb that Yan Jia pulled outside was about fifteen degrees, very dim, which allowed Wan Feng to lurk to the edge of his chicken coop very smoothly.

When the three guys from the Yan family ran the house again to warm up, Wan Feng rushed over like an arrow, and put a stick on the door handle.

The door that opens from the inside to the outside cannot be opened as long as it is held back by the outside.

Holding the door, Wan Feng waved his hand, Jin Xingbin and Xu Jinguo slid out onto the stack of frozen dumplings like two mice, and swept the dumplings with two curtains into their hood pockets.

Stealing dumplings is also exquisite, not as much as you can steal.

Usually it is to steal one curtain made of broomcorn straw, one curtain, or two curtains, no more than two curtains at most.

Stealing dumplings within this range is a custom, not stealing.

But to exceed this bottom line would be a real steal.

Just when Jin Xingbin and Xu Jinguo were scanning the dumplings with two curtains, someone came out of the room and did not open the door.

Wan Feng hid by the door and waved to these two guys. Jin Xingbin and Xu Jinguo ran away like running rabbits.

When these two guys ran away, Wan Feng kicked off the stick at the top door and then turned and flew out of the yard, disappearing into the night.

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