The Red Era: Starting from Being an Educated Youth in the Countryside

Chapter 77 Yang Xiaolin, stop acting like a spoiled brat! !
The night is quiet.

There was a sound at the door.

The man with glasses got up to go to the bathroom. He looked at the kitchen door with sleepy eyes and muttered, "Why is the door not locked? What are you in such a hurry to do?"

"What if someone sneaks in?"

The doubtful voice echoed. When Yang Xiaolin in the room heard it, her whole body tensed up. She clutched Chen Huaiyang's clothes tightly, not daring to say a word, and even held her breath.

Seeing her nervous look, Chen Huaiyang came over and bit her earring, "Why are you so scared? He won't open the door and come in."

"Are you afraid that he will block us? Don't worry, his sensitivity is not that strong." He was a straight man who didn't notice the undercurrent between them at all, and it was impossible for him to suddenly come to his senses.

Chen Huaiyang's warm breath swept past her ears, the fine hairs floating slightly, the tips of her ears felt hot, and she subconsciously shrank her neck.

Yang Xiaolin felt a tingling sensation in her ears as she listened to his deep voice. She shivered and said with a bit of pouting, "Stop it, you'll hear it soon."

"It's so embarrassing to be heard."

Chen Huaiyang curled his lips, "We are not doing anything, what can he hear?"

The male's bad nature broke out. He was not allowed to make a noise, but he wanted to make a noise anyway. Seeing her worried and scared look, he leaned over and kissed the corner of her mouth with a different feeling.

The sound outside the house gradually faded away, and Chen Huaiyang gradually relaxed his cautious movements. However, after only a moment, the man with glasses started shouting outside again, but he was knocking on Chen Huaiyang's door.

The two people in the room were shocked again. Chen Huaiyang rolled his eyes impatiently, "Is this kid sick? Why is he farting in the middle of the night?"

Yang Xiaolin's face was rosy. She raised her hand and pushed him, "You'd better find a way to leave quickly, otherwise everyone will know about it." She was sweating all over. It was too exciting.

Chen Huaiyang's interest was also completely ruined. Taking advantage of the time when the man with glasses went back to his room, he pretended to go to the bathroom, turned around and went back to his room. As soon as he opened the door, the man with glasses ran out again.

"Brother Yang, where have you been? I didn't hear any sound when I called you. Is the kitchen door still open?"

Chen Huaiyang looked at him calmly, "Are you going to the bathroom? What's the matter if you don't want to sleep?"

The man with glasses rubbed his stomach and said with a bit of embarrassment, "I'm exhausted from working these days. I was sleeping soundly but woke up hungry. Do you have anything to eat?"

Chen Huaiyang waved at him, then put his arm around his shoulders and said in a seductive tone, "You're free anyway, do you want to go fishing?"

The man with glasses' eyes lit up, "Where are we going to fish?"

"riverside."

The two hit it off immediately, tinkered with it for a while and went out.

The tools are not complete, so you can only make do with what you have, but there's nothing wrong with cobbling them together.

I turned on the flashlight and went out with the bucket.

The man with glasses said with anticipation, "Can we catch any fish? Aren't the fish in this river collective property? If we catch some and it gets to the captain, that would be bad."

Chen Huaiyang paused, "Do you still want to eat? Stop talking nonsense."

"Haven't you seen other people often go up the mountain to hunt? That means the control is not strict. We can catch them and eat them secretly. Who knows?"

"Just pray that we can catch it, otherwise all your worries are unnecessary."

The man with glasses didn't get angry when he heard his disgusted voice. Instead, he smiled and said, "You are lucky. You should have a chance."

They went to the river, picked a spot with deep water, took their simple fishing rods, put on fishing rods, and threw them into the river.

Then Jiang Taigong went fishing, and those who were willing took the bait.

Fortunately, there is less food during this period, so the fish can be easily hooked, but it is a pity that it is only the size of three fingers when pulled out.

The more the better, and it doesn’t matter if the fish are small. Catch a few and make soup with them, and they will be delicious.

Next is the time to draw fish.

No matter the size, as long as they are hooked, they will not be let go. Unconsciously, there are more and more fish in the bucket, and it looks a bit crowded.

After one hour.

Chen Huaiyang suggested, "Why don't we clean it up here and take it back?"

The man with glasses followed suit without any hesitation, cut open the stomach, cleaned it up, and went back after he was done.

"You stir-fry the fish a little bit, and I'll pick some green onions and pickle some pickles."

The man with glasses is very active and doesn't need any encouragement. Who would hesitate when there is food to be eaten?
Be careful with your movements, and try not to disturb those who are sleeping.

The kitchen door was also sealed for fear that the smell would spread too far.

The fragrant smell of fish soup wafted out, and Chen Huaiyang woke Yang Xiaolin up.

Yang Xiaolin was sleepy. Seeing that it was him, she leaned her head on his thigh as usual, put her arms around his waist, and rubbed her furry head. "Where did you get it?"

Chen Huaiyang felt her intimate movements, his whole body tensed up, he took a breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't act like a spoiled child, or I'll kiss you until you cry."

"I just went to hook it. I got up and drank it before going back to sleep."

Yang Xiaolin hummed and stretched out her hand to him, "Help me put on my clothes."

Chen Huaiyang: “…” I’m really addicted to serving you.

You may think so, but after taking the clothes and serving them, you also get to take advantage of them. It's good to take advantage of them.

Yang Xiaolin was completely awake. She raised her hand and pinched his waist. "Can you please stop looking so hungry?"

Chen Huaiyang was in a good mood. "Didn't you want to act like a spoiled child? You have to pay a price to ask for help! There's no reason not to take advantage of the sweetness."

"Even puppies will urinate to occupy territory! I have to go around my territory every now and then. It seems there are some results, which is partly due to my contribution." She is thinner now than when she first came, but she has caught up with the original turbulent figure. Anyway, he is satisfied.

"I'm going to go out first. If someone sees us, you'll start to complain again."

Yang Xiaolin looked at the person who walked away, the dirty words he whispered in her ear echoing in her mind. She didn't feel like she was being bullied at all. Instead, she seemed to enjoy it. She was simply hopeless.

The moment he lowered his head, he buttoned up his cotton coat to block the waves inside. He waited for the heat on his face to subside before he opened the door and went out.

Yang Xiaolin pushed open the kitchen door and went in. The man with glasses was not surprised to see her, as they were sharing a pot to eat, so there was no problem.

In this way, the three of them finished a big pot of delicious fish soup.

The smell woke up the old educated youth who were sleeping. They held their stomachs and swallowed frequently. They also wanted to drink fish soup, but they were not shameless enough to go to the door!

This also made them more eager to share a common pot for their meals.

Even if it's just to add a bite of meat every ten days or half a month, it's worth it.

At this time, the three people in the kitchen who had eaten and drunk their fill felt relaxed, touching their stomachs with a relaxed look on their faces.

Yang Xiaolin left early because the man with glasses said he would be responsible for cleaning up. Now the two grown men were talking without restraint.

"Brother Yang, can we have another meal together that day?"

Chen Huaiyang rolled his eyes, "I haven't even digested this yet, and you're already thinking about it. Go to sleep now."

With someone eyeing him covetously nearby, Chen Huaiyang had no other thoughts and went back to his room to sleep.

No need to work, just sleep soundly.

In the morning my biological clock wakes me up.

I couldn't sleep, so I just got up.

When the wind blew outside, I could feel the coolness. I tightened my cotton coat and went into the kitchen.

The old educated youth was quiet there. You could imagine that he was curled up in bed and didn't feel hungry when he was asleep, so he would eat as little as possible.

I didn’t knead the dough in advance last night, so I simply made some millet porridge this morning and added some steamed sweet potatoes on top. That’s it.

At this time, Yang Xiaolin also came in. Chen Huaiyang nodded at the ladle with his chin, "I left some warm water for you to wash up. Come and help me burn firewood later."

Yang Xiaolin's eyes lit up and she smiled at him.

The mood early in the morning is wonderful.

After washing up, he sat by the stove in the warmth, his face was roasted red, making people want to take a bite of it.

Chen Huaiyang put the lid on and waited for the food to be cooked before taking it out of the pot.

He squatted beside her and held her hand to play with it. With the stove blocking the way, he was not afraid of being seen by people outside the kitchen.

"Do you have any more vanishing cream? I have extra. Let me know when you're done."

Yang Xiaolin nodded, "There's more!"

"When will you use your knitting needles?"

Chen Huaiyang heard the reminder and patted his forehead, "I forgot, I told you to get it a long time ago, will the weather be warmer when you finish weaving it?"

Yang Xiaolin shook her head. "Knit some gloves and vests. These are quick and won't take up too much time."

While they were chatting, as the man with glasses came in, Chen Huaiyang became obedient and squatted by the fire with a serious face, as if he was a normal educated youth comrade.

Yang Xiaolin even raised her hand to pinch him, giving him credit for pretending.

Chen Huaiyang bore the sweet burden and did not hide. It was not very intense to begin with. It was just a tickle at most, with a bit of flirting in it.

Breakfast is ready.

Just as they started eating, Liu Xiaoyu came over. The food looked much better than theirs, so they couldn't even have porridge. They just had a pot of soup with radish, sauerkraut, and shredded potatoes.

If you want to drink porridge, you have to wait for the food to be distributed.

"You guys are still eating breakfast? You eat even if you don't work?"

Chen Huaiyang looked at him, "What else can I do? I can't just sleep all the time. If I'm hungry, lying in bed will be like a pancake, which will be even more uncomfortable."

"busy?"

Liu Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment and said, "There are only six of us in the educated youth camp. It would be troublesome to set up two pots. Should we eat from one pot? This way we can save some firewood."

Chen Huaiyang put down his bowl and chopsticks and looked at her, and bluntly refused, "It's inconvenient! We cook three meals a day, and we are used to it. I don't want to disrupt it, so as not to prepare more food for a few people."

"I'm not used to making noodles yet. It's hard enough to prepare for three people, and I can't handle three more!"

"Besides, we are diligent and have a full load of firewood. There is no problem burning it until spring, so there is no need to worry about the firewood problem."

"It's getting cold, don't you need to use firewood to heat your kang? It's all waste wood, there's no need to save this!"

Liu Xiaoyu didn't expect him to refuse so quickly, without any hesitation, "Don't you want to discuss it? What if other educated youth have different opinions? If there are many people, there is no need to distribute them too densely."

What Liu Xiaoyu meant was that he was too authoritarian and did not ask for other people's opinions.

Chen Huaiyang heard this and spread his hands, "Then ask! They want to share a pot with you, I never have any objection. Winter is coming soon, and we need to heat the kang. At most, I will provide it myself."

(End of this chapter)