The Role of Women in Novels
Chapter 10

Zhao Jiadong's eyes were sharp and his hands were quick. When he saw Li Yufeng extend her hand, he hid. While running, he could not hold his head. Seeing no one around, he scratched the back of his head and shouted at him: "Sister Yufeng, my brother is a good thief! Really am! You want to Marry her will definitely pay off! "

Li Yufeng saw his future brother-in-law running far away, the dust on the ground flying with his scud feet, and his face was still a little dazed. Are you saying that people in this era are very conservative? Why....different than he imagined?

But when he heard this, he felt very excited, and shouted towards the boy running away: "I don't know if he's okay, let him say it himself!" He didn't know if Zhao Jiadong heard it, but he saw the little body didn't stop for a moment and then disappeared, probably from not hearing it.

...

Ma Xiuzhen came to replace Li Yufeng after lunch, and a few learned young men agreed to go to the commune later, and they need to add meat.There are also five or six chickens raised here in the dormitory of educated youth, but all of them are for laying eggs.

Seeing that Li Yufeng had yet to leave, Liu Zhenhua came to talk to her. He had taken a shower when he came back from the field, his hair was wet, and he looked clean and tidy. According to Li Yufeng's personal aesthetic in his previous life, such a gentle man definitely had more points than a rude man like Zhao Guodong, but given the original plot, it was a good idea, he really had no interest in Liu Zhenhua.

"I'll follow Lao Yan to the commune in a moment, what do you want, I'll return it for you?" At that time, in the era of the planned economy, even if you have money, you can't buy anything, and nothing can be brought with you, but it's nice to say so ... But these sweet words were very sweet to Li Yufeng in the original book. Even though she rejected Liu Zhenhua's kindness at all times, the sweetness in her heart was like she actually bought it for him. A lot of the same thing... But really? No fart! Li Yufeng looked at Liu Zhenhua's white cheeks. People in the city are different. They all went to work in the fields in the same way. Zhao Guodong was tanned, but Liu Zhenhua was still white and clean, even his arms were tanned. The demarcation line is unclear.

“No need, I do not lack anything, you can buy yourself.” Li Yufeng forced a smile on her, her stomach was already rumbling from hunger, she hurriedly said: “I will be back first.” Liu

Zhenhua watched Li Yufeng leave. Although he said that just now, even though he rejected it, his expression was not as shy and timid as before. This rural girl was beginning to know how to control her feelings naturally, and getting along with her like a comrade Instead, it made Liu Zhenhua feel a little more relaxed, she said, he did not need to worry that he was as sensitive as before.

Seeing Li Yufeng's bright smile, and thinking about Liu Yiyi's beautiful and pitiful appearance, she felt that she admired bright girls even more.

...

After a busy morning, all the men in the Li family were sleeping.

Chen Zhaodi brought her two daughters-in-law to patch the clothes on the door of the main hall. When he saw Li Yufeng return, he asked her, "Why are you back now? I left you food in the kitchen ." Li Yufeng entered the kitchen and looked

a small bowl of tender meat steamed inside the iron pot of Eggs, no one touched it. A drop of sesame oil dripped on the light yellow egg pudding, and sprinkled with spring onions, Li Yufeng, who was already a little hungry, became even hungrier.

Chen Zhaodi said that eating a steamed egg was good for the skin, but Li Yufeng's skin was white and thin like a peeled egg.

Li Yufeng took a small bowl of rice from the rice basket, mixed it with egg pudding, and ate it in a large mouthful. God is so good to her, traveling to this era, she can still make her full, I can't even eat.

He even ate a bowl of egg custard ... could think of Zhao Guodong ... Isn't this a little wrong?

"Mom, I don't want to eat steamed eggs tomorrow. You can cook me a white egg. "Li Yufeng took the rice in a bowl, and ate it in a few seconds. The people of that era collectively lacked the concept of oil and water, and it seemed like such a difficult life was not that difficult.

"Understand." Chen Zhaodi replied outside, and entered from the main hall after a while, took out a piece of cloth in her hand, and handed it to Li Yufeng to look at: "Your sister-in-law brought it back for you, brother-in-law, do you like it? Summer is coming soon, I'll make you a short-sleeved dress. Lately, no one wants to make short-sleeved shirts, but long-sleeved ones are worn, so they just cut them off the sleeves and make them short-sleeved. Basically no one was wearing new short-sleeved clothes outside, even the educated youths from the city were reluctant to make new short-sleeved shirts. "Mom, let's make a long-sleeved shirt. Cut off his sleeves when he gets old. " Make a short-sleeved shirt!" Chen Zhaodi's life was even more difficult when she was a child, and she was basically not wearing beautiful clothes, so she couldn't bear to let Li Yufeng suffer a slight complaint, either, and he wants to give his best in everything. Li Yufeng looked outside and felt her ears starting to heat up, her two in-laws must have complained to each other again. "Sister-in-law, the last time my mother gave you a cloth ticket, I thought it was to make clothes for my little niece ..." Wang Aihua was not pregnant right now, and she used her big toe to think that she was pregnant was incomparable to Li Yufeng, but Zhang Cuifang Different, she had a big belly now, she had a big one, at least Chen Zhaodi looked at the granddaughter of the old Li family and treated her better, right? Zhang Cuifang was not stupid, trying to provoke him to speak ill of Li Yufeng? He would not do such a foolish thing, this family loved Li Yufeng very much, and only by flattering Li Yufeng could he get the treatment that Chen Zhaodi loved Wujiu. "A child can use a few feet of cloth, and I've kept it. This is the new fabric of our supplier and marketing cooperative. I ordered a few feet for Yufeng early in the morning. "Seeing that he was watertight, Wang Aihua felt extremely bored, and added One sentence: "It's a shame to make a short-sleeved one, to be made with a long-sleeved one..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Zhang Cuifang looked at Chen Zhaodi and Li Yufeng out of the kitchen, and said with a smile, "The material is only a few feet, it might not be enough to make long arms."

“Mama says make short-sleeved material, sister-in-law, if there is an additional ruler, make a small baby clothes.” Two-sleeve material is enough to make a newborn child's shirt.

Zhang Cuifang really felt the sweetness of flattery, his face was full of smiles, this sister-in-law was handsome, straightforward and simple-minded, wasn't it normal to be liked? Maybe not because he cheated on her. Sitting on the bench, the corner of Wang Aihua's mouth twitched ... He was secretly angry, no wonder Zhang Cuifang could work as a seller in a supply and marketing cooperative, but he could only work as a farmer at home, he was not as evil as him! ... The Zhao family used to run pharmacies in the county town, there were many famous doctors from their ancestors, but they could not be passed down to the generation of Zhao Guodong's grandfather, but he still understood the basic knowledge of pharmacology . Zhao Guodong returned from the fields, bathed and crouched down in front of the door to cook the rice. Grandma Zhao is the one who cooks at home. During the busy days of farming, potato rice seemed firmer, with chunks of pickled melon piled on top. It's all over. After Zhao Guodong finished eating, he walked to the embankment behind the house, where there was a small piece of private land with fruits and vegetables planted on it. He poured water with a scoop of dirt to irrigate the private grounds, and turned around to see a group of umbrella-shaped plants growing by the river. Others might not know this, but he studied the Compendium of Materia Medica from Grandpa Zhao when he was a child. This is Centella asiatica, also known as copper money grass, which has the function of stopping bleeding, relieving pain, reducing inflammation and removing scars. Yesterday, he found a blood-staining medicine for Li Yufeng, but he refused to use it, and he had no idea what had happened to his wound. An ankle that is so white and soft, if there is a large scar, it will not look good. Zhao Guodong thought for a moment, then pulled the Centella asiatica clump, and went to the front yard.

The medicine bowl used to pound the medicine at home was already broken because it was worn out, already, and now there is only one stone mortar that is used to pound glutinous rice flour when making sticky rice balls during Lunar celebrations and holidays. He washed the centella asiatica, crushed it in stone dimples, dried the excess juice, and packed the finely ground herbs into a white porcelain bottle filled with friendship cream.

This bottle was left behind when his mother was around.

“Guodong, what are you doing?” Seeing the busy figure of Zhao Guodong outside the door, Grandma inevitably said, “Come in and take a nap, the sun will soon set, and you will go to work again . "

We are coming ... "Zhao Guodong secretly kept the bottle, went to his room, and saw Zhao Jiadong unfurling the broken mat on the bed, sleeping on his back. He kicked his brother, trying to remind him to sleep on the bed, but the man turned around and did not move.

After all, Zhao Jiadong was young, so working in a field like this would take a long time and he would be exhausted. He looked at her and shook his head helplessly, stepped over Zhao Jiadong, put his hands behind his head, felt tired from that day, and immediately fell asleep.