Age: My Small World

Chapter 6 Corn Stalks

Academic performance is probably the only advantage Yang Jun has.

Having settled the matter about future studies, Cheng Xiaoyu was obviously much happier, walking forward with the soy sauce bottle in hand.

She was wearing a blue cloth dress that was faded from being washed out. There were many traces of mending on it, and patches of different patterns appeared in some places. It was obvious that this dress had been worn for quite a long time.

The main thing is that this is a men's clothing, which should have been left by Cheng Xiaoyu's father.

The two braids swayed from side to side as she jumped around, making Yang Jun sigh at the beauty of youth.

The supply and marketing cooperative is not far away, it is near the exit of the village.

The place is not big, and you can see everything at a glance in the room of a few square meters.

The two men arrived just in time. Liu Yuming, who was smoking a pipe, was about to go out to work when he saw them and stopped.

Although he is the head of the supply and marketing cooperative, he still has to take care of the land on a daily basis. It's just that he is not as busy as others, so it is considered a good job.

"Oh, it's Xiaoshan, where did you get this fish? It looks quite big."

Liu Yuming saw the fish Yang Jun was holding from a distance, and his eyes lit up.

It has been a long time since people have seen meat in the countryside, and it is rare to eat fish, not to mention that he likes it, so he is often willing to spend money to buy fish.

"Uncle, Brother Xiaoshan caught it in the river. It was a silly fish that slipped into his hands by itself." Cheng Xiaoyu replied excitedly before Yang Jun could speak.

"Haha, that Xiaoshan is really lucky."

"Hey, Uncle Ming, do you want some fish today?" Yang Jun took over the conversation.

"Yes, of course. I'll weigh it for you."

"Xiao Yu, why didn't you wait for a silly fish? You're called Xiao Yu." Uncle Ming walked into the house, took another puff of his pipe, and then teased Cheng Xiaoyu.

Of course, he didn't believe in the stupid fish. He thought that Xiaoshan must have caught it by some unknown method.

But none of this has anything to do with him, as long as there is fish to eat at home today.

"Even if my last name is Zhu, I won't really get to eat pork." Cheng Xiaoyu muttered with a pout, taking out the soy sauce bottle and handing it on the table.

"Uncle, give me some soy sauce later."

"Okay, wait a moment."

As he spoke, Yang Jun had already handed over the fish and started to weigh it.

The estimate is roughly right. The fish weighs about one and a half pounds.

The current weight is still 1 jin 16 liang, and it will not be changed to 1 jin 10 liang until next summer.

Of course, it often takes many years for many rural areas to adapt.

"Xiaoshan, should I give you money or something?"

It was only thirty cents in total, a little less than expected.

The fish caught this year can still be sold, but when the production team system is implemented next year, everything in the village will belong to everyone. If you still want to catch mountain products and fish to make money at that time, it will be stealing from the country, which is illegal. If someone sees you, you will at least be put in solitary confinement.

"Uncle, please change them all to brown sugar so I can have something sweet when I take it home."

"Okay, it just so happened that new brown sugar arrived yesterday, I'll give it to you." As he said that, he put the fish into a small bucket.

The price of brown sugar is 75 cents per pound, and 30 cents can buy a little over 6 taels.

After a while, Uncle Ming weighed it for him, and it was exactly six taels and five cents.

It wasn’t a lot, but it was a lot for a home that hadn’t tasted sweetness for a long time.

Cheng Xiaoyu also quickly prepared the soy sauce. A bottle of black soy sauce could last for several months.

"Uncle, same as usual, keep accounts." Cheng Xiaoyu said familiarly.

"Go ahead, I'm going to the fields now." After closing the door, Liu Yuming happily walked away with his hoe. Yang Jun went home with Cheng Xiaoyu.

Halfway through the journey, he suddenly stopped.

"Brother Xiaoshan, what's wrong? Why don't you leave?"

He was still talking about going back to make lunch when he stopped and the little girl looked at him with a puzzled look.

Yang Jun looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he opened the paper-wrapped brown sugar, took out a piece and handed it to Cheng Xiaoyu.

"Everyone who sees it gets a share. That fish just now counts as yours."

Cheng Xiaoyu turned away and shook her head, saying:
"Brother Xiaoshan, stop joking. What did I have to do with what happened just now? It was obviously you who did it yourself."

"That's a gift from me. It's not much. Just soak it in two cups of brown sugar water and taste it, and it's gone."

"I don't want it!" The little girl widened her eyes.

"Don't give things to random people. Take the candy home and give it to Aunt Li and Sister Hongmei and Sister Yumei. They're all wasted in your hands."

Yang Jun's behavior instantly reminded her of how he was bullied, and she couldn't help but scold him a few times.

You said it had changed, but it's still the same. How stupid.

Looking at Yang Jun's somewhat depressed expression, Cheng Xiaoyu's thin cheeks showed a hint of relief. Brother Xiaoshan really hasn't changed.

"Okay, I'll take you to catch rabbits someday, and then you can change the things yourself."

There are quite a lot of rabbits near Fanjiazhuang, and they are almost a disaster. It is said that the situation in the south is even worse. This is the first rabbit plague since the founding of the People's Republic of China, so catching rabbits is not uncommon.

"Brother Xiaoshan, I should be the one to take you there. Last time we went together, you came back empty-handed. Have you forgotten?"

Cheng Xiaoyu casually mentioned Yang Jun's dark history, which made him instantly find the corresponding situation in his memory.

He couldn't help but curl his lips. He really was taught a lesson by the rabbit a few months ago. Not to mention catching a rabbit, he couldn't even touch its fur.

"Ahem, don't look at me with the same eyes as before. I'm different now."

Yang Jun straightened his thin chest and was determined to make sure the rabbits looked good next time.

Besides, he also wanted to try raising poultry in the small world, and rabbits would be a good choice.

"Looks like we need to plant some grass or something on the hill. We can't waste resources."

"Okay, then I'll wait." Cheng Xiaoyu giggled and separated from him at the intersection to go home.

When I went out, the sun had risen higher and was now hanging in the middle of the sky, which meant it was almost time for lunch.

When I got home, my mother was already back.

After doing a lot of work and being sweaty from exhaustion, he still skillfully made fire and cooked.

"Mom, I'm back."

"Xiaoshan, why aren't you at home? I said I'd bring you something delicious."

The second sister did things similarly to Cheng Xiaoyu. After taking a sip of water from the ladle, a smile appeared on her face, which was red from the sun.

"Here, I brought you some corn stalks."

She pointed to the wall under the eaves, where several corn stalks still had some green color standing.

Corn stalks can be eaten like sugarcane. They are usually best eaten in June and July. The stalks are full of moisture, and a little bit of seasoning makes them popular with many people. In the past, Yang Jun also loved to chew corn stalks.

I didn't expect that my second sister would go to such great lengths to find these few remaining green poles among the old ones. It must have taken some effort.

Those who think of him are still family after all.

He always grumbles, but it turns out that his second sister dotes on him as much as his eldest sister and mother.

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