I Had a Home In 1982

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   August 1983.

   A typhoon whizzed past.

  The typhoon brings rain, and the sky is fine after the rain.

  This typhoon named Ellen finally left after setting off waves of monstrous waves in Fuhai.

   The sky was clear, and hundreds of motor boats from the production team left the dock and rushed into the deep sea—

   Big catch after grabbing the wind!

  Wang Yi walked around the campus on the top of the mountain, and met Li Yanjing who was locking the door: "Mr. Li, why are you still in the school?"

   It's summer vacation, the local teachers have all gone home, and even Qiu Weishui has gone to the county to raise a baby.

  Li Yanjing smiled naively and said, "I saw the weather forecast said that the typhoon this time was quite severe. I was afraid that something would happen to the doors, windows and roof of the school, so I rushed over after the wind stopped."

   "Headmaster, you don't have to be busy. There's nothing wrong with the school. You can just rest."

   Wang Yi nodded.

   There are people under him, and the leader is light.

  The wind stops and the rain stops, the river is clear and the sea is full. The island is full of newness and freshness. The slightly wafting sea breeze becomes gentle, and the scorching heat disappears. It is a good summer season.

   At this time, Tianya Island has a beautiful scenery, and the abundant vegetation is washed into a tender green, and the tender pinch will drip green water.

  Under the pier on the mountain road, there are wild flowers everywhere. The petals of red, yellow, purple, pink and white are stained with drops of raindrops. Under the crystal clear, the petals below are even more frivolous.

   The sun shines and there are sparkles everywhere.

  Wang Yi happily put his hands behind his back and looked around at the scenery.

   This is our own country!

  Li Yanjing put on his schoolbag and prepared to go home.

  Wang Yi beckoned: "Go back as soon as you come? What's the hurry? Go, I'll show you around."

  Li Yanjing was flattered: "Okay, but principal, it's time for lunch when I'm in a hurry to go back. If I go back late..."

   "I'll invite you to dinner at noon today." Wang Yi interrupted him.

  Li Yanjing suddenly looked forward to: "What to eat? Is it hot pot?"

  Tianya Island is famous for its hot pot.

The reputation of    was created by Dazao, the production team in the county seat.

  Many people in the city and people from Fohai County next door will come to taste it, saying that the bottom of the pot in Tianya Island is the most fragrant.

  Wang Yi said: "What's so delicious about hot pot? No, it's mainly a hot pot on a hot day? The more you eat, the hotter it gets!"

   "I'll treat you to grilled fish at noon today and make grilled seafood for you!"

  Li Yanjing was a little disappointed to hear this: "Ah? Want to eat seafood?"

  Wang Yi said: "It's mainly grilled fish, I tell you, you must have never eaten it, it's delicious!"

  Li Yanjing said: "I have eaten grilled fish, I have eaten it since I was a child..."

  Wang Yi asked: "You mean grilled fish with charcoal and wood, right?"

   "Yeah, how else to bake?" Li Yanjing smiled.

  Wang Yi said: "Use a baking pan!"

   "Anyway, just wait and eat, it's absolutely delicious, let's go, I'll take you to get some corn and potatoes, make grilled fish and cook corn and potatoes together, it's not bad."

  Li Yanjing scratched his head.

   Isn't it grilled fish? Why cook corn and potatoes again?

   I don't understand!

   But this did not hinder his expectations.

   He knew that Wang Yi's cooking skills were amazing. After watching a few Western movies, members of the island members privately called Wang Yi the godfather of Tianya Island's catering industry! …

   At this time, the corn will not be fully cooked.

   So to pick corn you have to go to the corn field.

  The typhoon brought heavy rain. After the wind and rain, the condition of the farmland was very bad. Wang Yi walked in the collective field with one foot deep and one shallow foot, just like the Red Army crossing the grass, the trek was very hard.

   After the reclamation last winter, the farmland area of ​​the production team increased sharply this year, so more crops were planted than before.

  In the past, corn was not grown very much on the island. This spring, a large field of corn was sown.

   Naturally, he brought the corn seed from 23 years.

   Some are sticky corn, some are fragrant corn, he did not bring fruit corn seeds, that thing is a bit too advanced.

   In August, the spring corn is almost ripe, and the leaves turn greener after the rain washes.

  Wang Yi sighed: "Look, the water drops on the green leaves, like crystal pearls."

  Li Yanjing immediately gave a thumbs up to praise: Principal Gao Jian.

   However, Wang Yi then laughed and said, "My metaphor is nonsense, haha, pearls are so beautiful, aren't they?"

  There are many pearls in the seaside. This thing is opaque and has a variety of strange shapes. It is the sheath stone formed after the shell swallows the sand. The essence is the same as the gallstone kidney stone.

   Li Yanjing naturally knew the real appearance of pearls, but Wang Yi's official slap in the face made him very embarrassed.

   His compliments are on his lips!

   But Wang Yi also noticed that he was about to speak, and asked him, "What's the matter? What do you want to say?"

  Li Yanjing plucked the mud on his feet and said coyly, "No, nothing, I just think, I think the raindrops on the corn leaves are like teardrops."

  Wang Yi said: "Well, your analogy is good, and it's also right to think about it. After a long season, these corns will be ruined by us. Can they not cry?"

   As he said, he looked at the slender figures of the corns, and wanted to see who was mature enough to spoil it.

  Li Yanjing understood this: "Principal, are you going to steal corn?"

  Wang Yi rolled his eyes: "What are you talking about? We want to steal corn, why do I want to steal corn?"

  Li Yanjing suddenly stopped and waved his hands again and again: "Don't, don't, principal, we are teachers, we must lead by example, and we can't steal collective assets!"

  Wang Yi continued to roll his eyes: "You also know that this is collective property? So what is stealing? This is our collective field and our shared corn. Is it stealing if we break corn?"

   "Besides, Confucius said, stealing books is not stealing, and stealing corn is also not stealing!"

   Li Yanjing asked blankly: "Confucius still said this?"

  Wang Yi said: "Of course, I can lie to you when I'm the principal?"

  The old master Kong Yiji is also a master of Confucius!

   However, Li Yanjing is timid but has a bottom line. This is also the style of people in the 1980s: "Principal, I don't think it's good. This is collective land and collective food. If we take it ourselves, we will steal it."

  Wang Yi finally found the most plump and bulging corn. He went up and broke it off and said, "I want this one, is it stealing?"

  Li Yanjing wanted to nod his head, but Wang Yi clenched his fist and showed him.

So he whispered: "One is not good, but we can tell the captain that a corn cob doesn't cost a lot of money, let's buy it and buy a few more, otherwise, how can one be enough for us to eat? "…

  Wang Yi said: "Who said this is for us to eat? Don't you rather die than eat the food you come? This is for me to eat!"

  Li Yanjing smiled and said, "No, I mean stealing something is wrong, but stealing something is more fragrant, I eat, eat."

  Wang Yi put his arms around him and said, "You're right if you have this consciousness, let's go, brother will take you to steal fish and seafood - no, go and get it!"

   How can grilled fish on an island really only cook fish? If it only cooks fish, what does the swimming crab think of it? What do prawns think of it? What do you think about the smooth skin shrimp skin shrimp?

  Especially in midsummer, there are many seafood, and the swimming crab is big and tender, which makes it enjoyable to eat.

   Not to mention the unique wild large yellow croaker this year, used to make grilled fish, it is so fresh that people are reluctant to throw away the bones!

   However, you can eat dragon head fish in August. This fish is commonly known as tofu fish locally. The meat is smooth and tender like the cheeks of cardamom girls.

   As he was thinking about it, Li Yanjing shivered: "Going to steal fish? Oh my god, the principal, you are Teacher Wang!"

  Wang Yi nodded seriously: "Yes, I'm Teacher Wang."

  Li Yanjing said anxiously: "No, everyone in our team respects you so much, how can you steal corn and fish again?"

   "Besides, seafood is worthless, I've heard it all. Just say you want to eat, and our team will bring it to you..."

  Wang Yi waved his hand: "How boring is that? Teacher Li, you may not have heard of something."

   "This is a saying that a wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as stealing, and it is better not to steal if you can steal!"

  Li Yanjing was dumbfounded when he heard this.

   The dignified and majestic image of the principal collapsed a bit in his heart...

  Wang Yi looked at his timid and silly face and couldn't help laughing: "It's okay, it's okay, I won't make fun of you."

   "What you're saying is that the team members always bring me fish and shrimps, but that's what they picked up from the sea. The typhoon has been blowing hard these days. Where do the team members go to catch the sea?"

   Li Yanjing said in embarrassment: "That can't be stolen, right?"

Wang Yi glanced at him and said, "If you don't go, I'll go by myself. I'll get a pot and put some oil and spicy hot pot bottom in it. Well, I use butter. I'll add more after frying. Seasoning, stew the seafood to rotten, and add a little wine - that's the taste!"

   "Tsk tsk tsk." Li Yanjing smacked his mouth and drooled.

   This is also normal.

  As a poor family born in the 1960s, he had a hard time growing up.

   But even so, Li Yanjing is not willing to steal the collective assets.

   A single corn is fine, but to steal the collective's catch, he thinks it's outrageous.

   This puts him in a dilemma.

  Wang Yi saw this and stopped testing him—he wanted to train Li Yanjing as his successor at school, because Li Yanjing was his fanboy and had an excellent teaching talent.

   However, the most important thing to be a principal is to be a person.

  Li Yanjing performed well today.

   So Wang Yi said: "Okay, let's not steal the catch. Your idea just now is good. No matter the corn cobs or the catch, it's not worth much, let's buy it ourselves and have a big meal!"…

  Li Yanjing finally smiled when he heard this, and said loudly, "Okay, Principal, I'll pay."

  Wang Yi gave him a wink: "Shh, speak quietly, don't lead people over!"

  Li Yanjing whispered: "I understand, I understand the principal, as the saying goes

   Wang Yi nodded.

  The two of them sneaked out of the crops, then went out and turned their heads.

  Not far away, there are two people sneaking out of the ground.

   Both sides took a step back after a face-to-face meeting.

   One side is Wang Yi and Li Yanjing.

   One side is Xu Da and Sha Shengquan.

  Xu Da held his trouser legs, his feet were full of mud.

   He was delighted when he saw the corn in the arms of the two of them: "Oh, principal, are you here to steal the corn?"

  Sha Shengquan smiled and squinted at Wang Yi, his eyes were self-evident: So you are such a teacher Wang!

  Wang Yi glared at the two of them: "What nonsense! Who came to dig a collective corner like you?"

   As he said that, he gave Li Yanjing a wink.

  Li Yanjing said: "That's right, you guys are here to steal the corn. We're here to buy some corn and then go buy some seafood, and then Mr. Wang will cook the grilled fish."

   When he said this, Xu Da suddenly widened his eyes: "Ah, I don't have to cook at noon today, there is something delicious."

  Wang Yi glared at Li Yanjing, the goods that fell off the chain.

   He said: "Eat, eat, eat, you know what to eat. You are so good at water. Today, the team went out to sea to catch a catch, why didn't you help?"

   Xu Heng was about to speak, when Wang Yi pointed to Sha Shengquan again: "Mr. Sha, why don't you two go back to the dormitory and wander outside at noon?"

   "Especially your schoolbag, why is it bulging? Hey, you covered it up, what's inside?"

  Sha Shengquan's eyes were erratic, he pressed his schoolbag with his hand and said, "No, it's nothing."

  Wang Yi saw this invigorated.

  My darling, it's my turn to go wild - no, it's my turn to do justice!

   He went up and pointed at the two of them to criticize them righteously, and criticized the two of them with **** heads.

There were footsteps behind   , and a few peasants with sandals and muddy feet walked out laughing and talking, and greeted when they saw the four facing each other:

   "Mr. Wang and Teacher Xu, you are all here."

   "Mr. Xu, why didn't you and Mr. Sha go back?"

   "That's right, the field work is over, the two of you will be busy with you all morning, and the rain will come over before it stops, so hurry back."

  Wang Yi was stunned when he heard the words of the old farmers.

  Xu Heng and Sha Shengquan burst into laughter, Xu Heng also said: "It's all right, Mr. Wang saw us come out with bulging schoolbags on our backs, thinking that we were picking up our collective wool, and he was educating us both."

   Hearing this, Wang Yi angrily wanted to kick the two of them.

   These two **** will set him up!

  It turned out that the two of them came to the crops to help with the work in the morning. Needless to say, the bags contained some scattered things that were packed up from the crops.

   Sure enough.

  Sha Shengquan opened his schoolbag to show him, and said, "Principal, Mr. Xu and I have made some sweet sticks. Do you and Mrs. Li eat it? It's too sweet."

  Xu Heng said confidently: "Principal, we didn't steal these sweet sticks. They have been blown to the ground by the wind, and they can't be helped, so we can only eat them."…

   The bag opens, revealing some slender green bamboo-like things inside:

   This is sugar sorghum!

  Sweet stalk is the common name for sugar sorghum.

  Sugar sorghum is also a kind of sorghum, but it can not only produce grain like ordinary sorghum, but also sugar and syrup. It can also be used to make wine, alcohol and monosodium glutamate. The fiber can also be used to make paper. It can be called a small expert in light industry.

  After entering the 21st century, sorghum is very rare. At that time, the country has solved the problem of feeding enough, and neither flour nor rice can be eaten, and no one eats sorghum at all.

   But planting sorghum in the 1980s was a common occurrence.

  This crop has the characteristics of drought resistance, waterlogging resistance, salinity resistance, etc. It does not require strict environmental conditions for growth, and has strong adaptability to soil, especially its tolerance to salinity and alkali.

  The coastline of the outer islands is long, and the land here is mostly saline-alkali land. Although it was developed when I was studying in Dazhai, many of them could not grow wheat, peanuts and corn, so they were used to grow sorghum.

   This is food anyway, so sorghum must be regarded as dry food.

   Wang Yi is more familiar with this kind of food than wheat and rice, because his father Wang Dongqing told him a lot about his past eating sorghum.

   Comrade Wang Dongqing did not dare to touch two kinds of food in the 21st century, one is dried sweet potato and the other is sorghum.

Moreover, when he was a teacher, he was known in school for his loud voice and rough voice. Other teachers or parents of students praised him for being full of energy. .

   Gaoliang really sharpens his throat. Wang Yi has been eating it for the past two years. He feels that eating this stuff is not much different from eating sandpaper.

   Having said that, sweet stalk is different from sorghum rice. It is the stalk of sugar sorghum, which has juice and high sugar content. It can be called the poor man's version of small sugar cane.

  August is the best time to eat sweet stalks, sugar sorghum is harvested in September, and the highest sugar content in the stalks coincides with the maturity of the grains, and now the sugar content in it is quite high.

  Wang Yi is not familiar with sugar sorghum, but Li Yanjing is very familiar with it, and he knows the common sense that sugar is very hungry, so he can't help but grab two and put them in his mouth, chew them and give Wang Yi one.

   Originally, Wang Yi was not very interested in this kind of wild fox Zen ingredients.

   But after a bite…

  Hey mom, thin and thin wooden sticks, sweet and delicious, really a green baby, whoever eats it is the best.

   Now that the two have eaten other people's food, there is no reason not to let them eat their own lunch.

  Wang Yi divided the work, he asked Sha Shengquan to go to Curi to support seafood, what was fresh.

  Li Yanjing drew water and prepared dry wood.

  Sha Shengquan went to greet Wang Dongqing—Wang Yi’s father, Wang Dongqing, is still a young man. After he returned to the island, he joined the school and became a new teacher.

   In this way, this lunch has become a gathering for school teachers.