Chapter 1531: Heat in Winter

"I'm going back to Yangjiazhuang tomorrow!"

Yang Xiaotao sat next to Comrade Lao Jin, with a plate of dumplings in front of him and a wine glass next to him.

Lao Jin's face was a little red, not sure if it was because of drinking or because he was tired from going out today. He remained silent when listening to Yang Xiaotao's words.

Ms. Cui, on the other hand, was still in high spirits, still discussing with Ran Qiuye where to have fun and what to go tomorrow.

But when Yang Xiaotao said he would be back in the village tomorrow, Ms. Cui immediately asked what was going on.

Yang Xiaotao briefly talked about the construction of the greenhouse in the village, and Ms. Cui lost interest.

Ran Qiuye thought of the village's grandfather and asked, "Are there many people going this time?"

Yang Xiaotao nodded, "There are about 40 to 50 people, including the people from the Agricultural Science Academy and the branch factory."

"It just snowed today, and the temperature will drop in two days. We have to do it before the temperature drops."

Ran Qiuye thought about it, looked at Ms. Cui, and finally asked, "Can the villagers come over?"

"It should be possible. There are quite a few people in our three villages."

"Oh! That's good."

While the two were talking, Zhang Qing on the side saw what Ran Qiuye was thinking, looked at the grandmother and suddenly said, "Grandma, let's go to the village tomorrow. I haven't seen the countryside here yet."

Hearing what Zhang Qing said, Comrade Lao Jin nodded, "It's just right to meet your grandfather and his family!"

Seeing that both of them agreed, Ms. Cui also nodded.

Yang Xiaotao immediately said, "Okay, let's go back to the village together tomorrow!"

As he said that, he picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Lao Jin, and both of them smiled knowingly.

Finally, I don't have to go shopping with him!

The next day, after getting up and packing up, Yang Xiaotao took his family out to Yangjiazhuang.

The car was moving on the muddy road, and the wheels swirled snow and water to the sides, leaving deep car marks.

Old man Jin sat in the co-pilot holding Duanwu and looked at the situation outside.

The surrounding fields were all white, and the trees on the roadside were bare. From time to time, a few gray sparrows flew by, then landed on the same tree, and flew away.

This combination of gray and white made the world look particularly deserted.

However, after the car ran a distance, it saw the village, the smoke from the cooking, and more birds.

It was completely different from the pastoral scene in the impression. There were no crisscrossing fields, no chickens and dogs, and more emptiness and loneliness.

When passing by the village, Lao Jin also found that the village here looked small and the houses were not high. Looking closer, the houses were very distinctive. The bottom was about one meter high and built with stones, and the top was all mud. At first glance, it was a mud wall.

As for the houses built with bricks, there are not many of them.

Yang Xiaotao explained that the walls made of mud are very thick, and the thickest ones he has seen are half a meter thick. Generally, they cannot be blown down by strong winds. In winter, when the kang is lit, the room is warm.

Lao Jin was half-believing and half-doubting, but he did not refute.

Passing through several villages in a row, Yang Xiaotao introduced the names of the villages and told some interesting stories, which made the people in the car fascinated.

As they passed several checkpoints and several patrol teams, Comrade Lao Jin clearly felt that this place was unusual.

Especially when checking near the farm, even if the people who checked knew Yang Xiaotao and Ran Qiuye, Lao Jin and the other two still registered, and even asked for the travel certificates of the three.

After the car entered the village, Lao Jin also found that the fortress at the entrance of the village was covered with a cover, which was definitely not a fire stick.

This farm was indeed as unusual as Yang Xiaotao said.

The car stopped outside the brigade headquarters. Yang Xiaotao jumped out of the car, greeted the old lady who was basking in the sun on the roadside, and then introduced Lao Jin and the others.

Hearing that Yang Xiaotao's grandpa had come, several old ladies stood up and greeted him, and kept inviting him to sit at home. Their enthusiasm was full of sincerity.

Lao Jin and Ms. Cui smiled and refused, and then walked home under the leadership of Yang Xiaotao.

Pushing open the door, there was no one at home. Yang Xiaotao guessed that they must have gone to work.

Yang Xiaotao asked Ran Qiuye to take the elderly and children into the house to light a fire to warm up, and he went to the village with Lao Jin.

The two walked south on the frozen path. Yang Xiaotao supported Lao Jin. The two wore thick cotton jackets, but they still felt the cold wind in this wilderness.

After walking for a while, Lao Jin exhaled hot air and stood on a small earth slope. Not far away, he saw a group of people busy.

Yang Xiaotao stood beside him and pointed to the front, "That's where the greenhouse is built."

Looking around, the snow from yesterday seemed even bigger here.

The snow dyed the branches, fields, river banks, and mountains the same color.

In the white sky and earth, birds occasionally landed on the ground and fluttered their wings, making rustling sounds.

A hundred meters ahead, in the center of a snowy field, dozens or even hundreds of people were busy.

Some of them were carrying bricks, some were wielding hoes to clean the ground, and some were burning fires...

The whole scene was like a huge puzzle being assembled.

Even on a snowy day, their faces were covered with sweat and sand, and only the flying snowflakes were shining in the sun.

"Bang bang bang"

When the sound came, Lao Jin saw several people working together to lift a huge piece of wood, which seemed to be used for a pillar, which immediately caused cheers on the field.

"Come on! Hurry up!"

The old man on the other side held his waist and held a pipe in his other hand.

From a distance, these people look like ants, and their busy image in the snow is moving.

Even in the cold winter, in the snow, the restless figure still shows the progress and strength of mankind to nature.

Yang Xiaotao led the old man forward. People on the construction site also noticed Yang Xiaotao. After a while, they saw Grandpa Ninth Uncle and several others walking towards Yang Dazhuang. Yang Xiaotao quickly introduced, "Master, this is my grandpa."

Mr. Yang quickly handed the cigarette pouch and pot to Yang Xiaotao, then wiped his hands before holding them with Lao Jin.

"Grandpa Xiaotao, hello!"

"Brother, how are you too?"

The two old men with white hair held hands, looked at each other, and then smiled knowingly.

Then Uncle Jiu and the others also came forward to meet them, and Yang Xiaotao introduced them one by one.

"Brother, your body is still strong."

"It's no longer possible. I only have a few more years to live, but I'm content with living till now."

"Yeah, sometimes when I think about the past days and then my current life, I feel it's worth it even if I close my eyes."

"Yes, each generation has its own mission. Now it's the young people's turn to shoulder the responsibility. We can just watch from the sidelines."

As he spoke, the master fumbled for the cigarettes he was reluctant to smoke, took out one and handed it to Lao Jin. The two lit it, then stood aside and puffed away.

"Brother is right."

"By the way, how much do you remember about my waiter back then?"

After hearing this, the grandfather glanced at Yang Xiaotao, and then reluctantly talked about what happened back then.

"Master, grandpa, you guys are chatting while I go take a look."

Yang Xiaotao turned around and left as soon as he opened his mouth. Every time he talked about this past incident, Yang Xiaotao felt filled with panic.

Seeing Yang Xiaotao walking away, the grandfather sighed again, "This kid Xiaotao has suffered a lot from eating."

"His father Yang Laogen was from our lineage back then."

The two old men behind him started talking, and Yang Xiaotao followed Yang Dazhuang to the original pigsty.

"This time we will use the original ring wall and add one meter to the top, and then we will use the frame to prop it up."

The two of them walked among the crowd, greeting busy acquaintances from time to time.

"The village heard that he was going to complete a mission for the country. He was very energetic."

“Every household has someone who is capable and helpful.”

"Uncle Lao San and the others even took out the coffin boards. Those big logs are from the village."

Yang Dazhuang introduced it as he walked. Yang Xiaotao didn't say anything, but he was very moved in his heart.

When the two came to a fire, they saw the old principal giving loud instructions to pour boiling water into the soil and start kneading the mud.

"It's cold and cold water won't work, so I can only use this method."

Yang Xiaotao nodded. The old principal was very interested in seeing Yang Xiaotao and stepped forward to ask about the situation of the greenhouse.

Yang Xiaotao didn't hide anything, and told him about the greenhouse, but he didn't say what the grass was used for.

"Since I entered the city, I have never seen this kind of scene again. Now that I am working with everyone, I feel like I am ten years younger."

The old principal was smiling on the side, looking at the busy crowd, he was even more energetic.

Yang Xiaotao smiled on the side and continued walking.

The time soon reached noon.

Everyone is still busy at the construction site. Construction will begin tomorrow, and the shelves must be put up as soon as possible.

Yang Xiaotao also took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, swung the hammer, and hit the wooden piles one after another.

Not far away, Lao Jin followed his grandfather to help, holding bricks in his hands and handing bricks to the wooden shelf. The two of them were busy talking, and there were a few laughs from time to time.

"Eighty, eighty, eighty."

Yang Xiaotao was chanting while swinging the hammer. Yang Shitou, who was cooperating with Yang Xiaotao in front of him, initially asked what eighty meant. Yang Xiaotao just said that he was shouting to work hard. Later, Yang Shitou also tried shouting a few words. Sure enough, it was really true. A little bit of a feeling.

When I reach my eighties, my whole body becomes so hot that I can’t even wear my coat.

"It's dinner, guys, come over and eat."

Just when the two of them were about to smash the wooden pile half a meter deep, they heard shouts from next to them.

When Yang Shitou heard that he was eating, he immediately raised his head and saw a group of women not far away carrying barrels and baskets running towards them with quilts covering them.

Yang Xiaotao's eyes were sharp. He also saw three people, Ms. Ran Qiuye and Cui, in the team. They hurriedly put on their clothes and stepped forward.

"Quick, let's all take a break and eat something. Let's continue when we're full."

Yang Dazhuang shouted at the side. Yang Dazhuang's family walked in front, carrying two baskets filled with prepared Erhe noodles. When he saw the crowd, he had a smile on his face, "Everyone, come here and get the pancakes, two for each person." ah."

"Have taken it and go get a bowl from Teacher Ran. There is a big bone soup in the back. There is meat in it. It's first come, first served."

Yang Shitou came closer and smiled, "Auntie, there's a lot of meat in it, don't give me a small piece, it won't be enough."

"You're the only one who eats the most, and you still have the nerve to yell at me."

Everyone burst into laughter after hearing this, and Yang Shitou was not annoyed. He approached Ran Qiuye with the steamed buns, then took the bowl. Zhang Qing next to him was responsible for handing out chopsticks, and then walked back.

Yang Xiaotao followed suit and walked forward with the same two pancakes, but when he came to Ran Qiuye to get the bowl, he touched his little hand without any trace, and then received a big ball, which made Zhang Qing next to him look at it and pout.

Finally, when we came to Tietong, Ms. Cui didn’t know where she borrowed the clothes from. She turned tables very simply. When people came, she used a spoon to serve food to them. Maybe she was inexperienced at the beginning. I didn't understand the essence of shaking the spoon, so I hit too much at once. Many people had half a bowl of meat, and some people were very happy.

When the people behind saw that there was not enough to share, they quickly reduced the amount. It was Yang Shitou's turn, so it was just one or two pieces.

But Yang Shitou didn't dare to say more. Someone had already found out that this was Yang Xiaotao's grandmother, and that was not just a casual statement.

When it was Yang Xiaotao's turn, Ms. Cui's eyes lit up. With one spoonful, it was full of meat. If she really gave it to Yang Xiaotao, the brothers behind would probably have to drink the soup.

"Grandma, just give me a bone."

Yang Xiaotao didn't want to be criticized by his fellow villagers, so he pointed to the bones in the bucket. Ms. Cui was still hesitant, but when she saw Yang Xiaotao's expression, she immediately understood that this was not the time to make special arrangements.

Without thinking too much, she took out a large bone and put it in Yang Xiaotao's bowl.

Then she continued to serve people.

Sitting down in a clean place, Yang Shitou looked at the bone with almost no meat in Yang Xiaotao's bowl and curled his lips, then took out a piece, "Come on, let's share it."

Yang Xiaotao shook his head, "No, just keep it for yourself."

Then he took the bone and sucked the soup on it, then said to Yang Shitou, "There are good things in it, I'll give you half when the time comes."

Yang Shitou was chewing on the pancake, and then he saw Yang Xiaotao breaking the two ends, using both hands to force, with a snap, the bone broke in the middle, and there was a bulging mass inside.

Yang Shitou opened his mouth wide, and after a long time he uttered a word, pervert.