Raising a family through the 1970s

Chu Tian pursed his lips, "Since you don't want to go to the Revolutionary Committee to drink tea, then don't be superstitious propaganda and superstition at every turn, and don't abuse your granddaughter at every turn, otherwise, you will be told one by one!" In fact, Chu Tian didn't

know much about the cultural movement in the sixties and seventies, and the only impression left in his mind was only the original one.

But even if she didn't know about it, it didn't prevent her from reading a lot of novels about the sixties and seventies, which more or less described some crazy things that happened between this period...

Looking at Liu Zhaodi, who was trembling all over his body and pointed at himself, Chu Tian smiled non-stop, "By the way, mother, don't forget to cook today's eggs for your son, and my son hasn't eaten for a few days, saving the family a lot of rations, don't forget to cook more for me today

!" Liu Zhaodi gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, my mother will cook it for you!"

Chu Tian smiled, "It's still my mother's love for my son, so my son will go back and wait for my mother to cook..."

Liu Zhaodi, "······

". Ma Cuihua, who was in the house, heard that she was no longer lying down, and walked out of the house to look at Liu Zhaodi, and said in disbelief, "Mother, do you really want to cook eggs for the fourth child

?" Liu Zhaodi "snapped" and slapped him, "What are you talking about when you come out now? Why didn't you come out just now?"

"Hurry up and cook for the old lady!, otherwise don't eat!".

Ma Cuihua covered her face incredulously, looking at Liu Zhaodi who walked back to the hall, a trace of viciousness flashed in her eyes.

The big girl on the side didn't dare to say a word cowardly with her arms crossed.

Yao Xiujuan looked at Chu Tian who walked in, "Brother Tian, what's going on outside?"

Just now there was a sudden cry from the big girl outside, and she was anxious to go out to check, but Chu Tian grabbed her and went out by herself.

"It's fine. Chu

Tian walked to the side of the kang and sat down, even if he was used to the darkness in the nest, he would still be a little uncomfortable when he came in from outside...

"By the way, I'm going to go to the group tomorrow. "

Chu Tian originally wanted to go to the city, but the production team to which they belonged was more than ten kilometers away from the regimental field, but it took twenty or thirty kilometers to get to the city.

Moreover, there is another major reason, that is, in Xinjiang in the sixties and seventies, except for the various production and construction corps, they all came from various rural areas to reclaim land, or the families of some people's children and soldiers came to aid Xinjiang in construction.

In short, although they are all from different regions, they are all Han people...

In the urban area, there are now ethnic minorities, not that ethnic minorities are not good, but that they do not understand the language and habits, and Chu Tian is afraid that rash contact will cause unnecessary trouble.

Yao Xiujuan was stunned, "Go to the group? are you still injured..."

"My injury is no longer in trouble, I have something to do when I go to the group..."

Chu Tian touched the location of his injury, I don't know if it was because of the anti-inflammatory medicine or because the powder that Yao Xiujuan put on him was too effective, now it seems that as long as he doesn't touch it, it doesn't hurt much, and it doesn't continue to bleed.

Yao Xiujuan opened her mouth to ask Chu Tian what was wrong, but she closed her mouth when she thought of the changes since he was injured and sobered up.

In the compound of the production team, Chu Jun rubbed his hands stiffly, "Sun, Sun, Captain Sun, I, I'm going back..."

Captain Sun nodded and knocked on the cigarette stick, "Well, let's go back, tomorrow the team will send the hemp rope woven by the team members in the last few days to the acquisition station, so you can not use it tomorrow, and come back the day after tomorrow." "

The second production brigade of the Seventh Company to which they belong will plant a lot of hemp every year in the field or in a place that is not in the way, and when there is nothing to do in winter, the members of the club will voluntarily come to the brigade every day to rub the hemp rope, and when it accumulates to a certain amount, he will take the accountant and other members of the brigade to pull down the group yard acquisition station and sell it, and the money obtained from the sale will wait until all the hemp rope is rubbed, and the money will be divided according to the amount registered by each person.

In short, it is more to do more, and if you don't do it, you won't have it.