Wearing eighty books, the little widow turns into a rich woman

Chapter 163 Chapter 162

After hearing this, the old lady sighed and said, "It's fine to set up an account. Both Dandan and Dingbang's accounts are in the Public Security Bureau. As an old woman, I can't share much land."

He Xianghua smiled and said, "Uncle, our Lexing Brigade has the most land in the nearby brigades, Niubei Mountain and a few small hills are all divided. After all, you can divide two mu of land by yourself, and two for your own land. , and a vegetable patch."

The old lady spread her hands and smiled: "No matter how much land you give me, I can't grow it! Whichever one of you wants to grow it, you can plant it, and just give me some rations every year."

Yang Meihua smiled and shook her head: "Uncle, you don't need to plant it for others, you can just spend some money to hire someone to plant the seedlings and harvest the millet."

He Xianghua nodded: "That's right, don't look like you have been hungry for three days when you work for the brigade. When you do your own work, you will be refreshed. At that time, there will be more odd jobs!"

After the meeting, he felt that it was time to separate the accounts.

In the production team, everyone is a foreign worker, because it has been set long ago. Strong laborers get ten work points a day, women and the elderly get eight to seven work points, and Lin Lan and the others only have six work points.

There are hundreds of people in a team, and there is no division of labor. Most of them think, why do I work so hard when others are lazy, and I don’t get an extra division of labor, so the work that can be done in three days takes five days.

The annual harvest is not as good as the previous year, and the food distributed to the commune members is getting less and less. The commune members do not have enough to eat and wear warm clothes.

After the households are divided, everyone can do as much as they want, and they can find some odd jobs if they finish their work early, and earn some extra money to subsidize the family!
"That's right!" Lin Lan said with a smile, "Based on this calculation, Douzi and I can share four acres of land. How can I grow it by myself? I will also hire someone to plant it."

The old lady nodded, thinking of the ten acres of winter water fields and ten acres of fish ponds under Niubei Mountain, and looked at He Xianghua: "How do you divide those winter water fields and fish ponds?"

He Xianghua thought for a while: "Come back from the meeting, we had a small meeting in the brigade, and there are many people who want the fish pond! It's rare that it is Dongshuitian. I think Liu Guozhi wants to catch Dongshuitian in a good place family."

The old lady nodded: "Yes! The income from the fish pond in a year, the winter water field is not very useful now."

No canals were built before, and the winter paddy field was used to store water in winter to provide water for the next year's rice. It can also be used for planting in spring, cultivating soil fertility, storing water and moisturizing, and increasing drought resistance.

Since the construction of the water canal, the role of the winter paddy field has not been significant. If it is really necessary to contract production on a household basis, it is really a hassle to distribute the ten mu of winter paddy field to whom.

Lin Lan thought of her family in her previous life. There was a conflict between a family and the team leader. When dividing the fields, the team leader resorted to tricks. Most of the acres of land that his family got were winter paddy fields.

The family knew that it was the captain of the brigade who punished him, but there was nothing they could do about it, because no one was willing to take out the good land they had allocated and re-divide it.

The family became popular for a few days, and the son of that family found someone to find a way, hired someone to dig the field deep, built a fish pond to raise fish, and became the richest family in the team within two years.

Thinking of this, Lin Lan said with a smile: "Brother-in-law He, the people assigned to Dongshui Field should pay less public grain and poll tax!"

He Xianghua nodded: "It should be. Dongshuitian lost a season's income, and no one wants to pay the same tax as the top-class fields. The brigade is still in a meeting to discuss how to divide the fields?"

Yang Meihua looked at Lin Lan: "All the land is contracted to the household, I don't think I will care about small business anymore, Lin Lan, you will make a lot of money in the future."

Lin Lan smiled and said, "I'm just earning some hard money. We haven't slept since you fell asleep, and we'll get up and work while you're asleep."

She was also thinking in her heart, when will she go to the provincial capital to see if there are dough mixers, fermentation boxes and refrigerators on the market, it would be even better if there are electric ovens and fresh-keeping and sealed equipment for sale.

Yang Meihua remembered hearing Li Guizhi say that she helped Lin Lan collect some rapeseed oil and beans, and earned a hundred and ten yuan in autumn, and said half-truthfully, "Lin Lan, my sister's family also has big white beans and soybeans. How about going to collect some and sell it to you?"

Although her family, Xiang Hua, is the vice-captain, she can't get any benefits in the production team. It's still better for the working class. There are fixed money every month and various receipts. All less than a catty.If the beans were sold to Lin Lan, they would get an extra two cents.

Lin Lan nodded cheerfully: "As long as it's good, you can take it back. I want big white beans, soybeans, soybeans, peas, and red and mung beans."

Yang Meihua smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't take back the bad ones." She thought about going back to her mother's house tomorrow and taking some back.

Several people talked for a while at the old lady's house, and then went home.

Xiaodouzi fell asleep after washing, Lin Lan and Lin Yuezhen pounded all the bean paste and bean paste, mung bean cake and pea cake were ready, put them into bamboo baskets and covered with gauze.

Put the bean paste and red bean paste in a bamboo basket, cover with a soaked white cloth, put the pumpkin in the steamer, and bake the pumpkin pie tomorrow morning.

Lin Lan looked at her watch and found that it was past eleven o'clock before she knew it. The two of them fell asleep after washing up. They felt that they had just fallen asleep and it was time to get up again.

Baking pumpkin cakes with noodles, cirrus cloud bean rolls, it was already seven o'clock, and Zhou Xiaohong also came shortly after Wang Zhixue took the goods away.

After the goods in the morning market were delivered, Xiaodouzi and Xiaokai went to school after dinner, and Lin Lan and Lin Yuezhen began to dismantle the melon racks in the vegetable field.

The piled big moso bamboos were left in the vegetable field, all the thin bamboo poles were pulled out, and piled up under the eaves behind the west wing room, and the pumpkin vines, winter melon vines, and green bean vines that had been withered and yellowed by frost were pulled out and dried in the courtyard dam. Dry to make kindling.

The two of them worked all morning before cleaning up the vegetable field.Dig out the ground again, spread a layer of soil fertilizer, hoe it again, sprinkle with the seeds of kale and stick greens, sprinkle some plant ash after watering, and then cover with a thin layer of straw to keep warm.

Lin Yuezhen gestured to Lin Lan: "Today, we might as well dig out the yams in the private plot, and we can plant them when the vegetable seedlings grow."

"Alright."

Lin Lan took the hoe and the basket to the private plot, pulled up the potato vines, picked off the potatoes hanging under the vines and threw them into the basket.

When the two were in full swing, Li Xiangyang rode his bicycle to the gate of the courtyard. Wangcai, who was lying there, jumped on him happily when he saw him coming, wagging his tail and barking.

Just as he put the vegetable basket into the yard, he saw that the courtyard dam was covered with dry vines. When he turned around, he saw Lin Lan standing at the door, with the corners of his lips raised: "Are you digging the ground? I'll dig it for you."

"I'm digging potatoes." Lin Lan looked at him and smiled, "Are you here?"

He was wearing a navy blue shirt today, with the hem tucked into black trousers, and a Chinese tunic suit over it, which was a bit formal but nice.

(End of this chapter)