Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 120, Two Tigers Exploring the Way

Tian Cuihua watched her mother-in-law go to ask for leave from the captain, and her heart was itchy.

Yesterday's package was full of good things.

There are candy, brown sugar, canned food, foreign gadgets, cakes, wheat, etc. They are all rare things!

The other party can be regarded as the cousin of Yang Guangping's family. I don't know if my mother-in-law will be able to solve Xiaohu's work problem this time.

She couldn't go, so she could only wait for her mother-in-law to come back.

"Two Tigers! If you do this again, how much do you have left at the end of the year? Is it enough to buy work points?"

Not far from his thoughts, the two tigers were grabbed by Yang Qingwen.

It was thrown directly into the field.

Yang Wenhu took out a pack of cigarettes and handed him one indifferently: "Master, don't be angry! I'm not feeling well and I've slept through it!"

"You're fooling Mr. Ni!"

Yang Qingwen glared at him, saw Zhao Jinhua coming over and pointing at his nose and said, "Go, chop corn for me. If you do this again, I'll ask Director Liu to send you to the commune and educate you well. You are a serious hindrance We run into . . .

Then turned and left.

Seeing him go, Erhu picked up the tool in his hand and muttered; "You still dare not give me something to eat. At worst, let me hang upside down. Let's see who loses face."

Get up and leave without chopping corn.

Instead, he came directly to the child, and sat down on the chopped corn field.

First he lit a cigarette for himself and took a sip enjoying it.

Then he smiled at Yang Xiaole next to him: "Xiaole, what does your uncle do in the textile factory? Is he the boss?"

Yang Xiaole sat on the pony, and moved forward while peeling corn.

Hearing this, he said without raising his head: "I don't know if it's a big leader, I only know that he works in the logistics."

Think with your ass and know what this guy wants to do!

Want to eat fart.

Erhu curled his lips while smoking a cigarette: "It is said that your uncle used to be the leader, and now he must be the leader when he enters the factory!"

After finishing speaking, he said with a smile; "Please help me pass a message to your father, can you get me to the city, and I will give you all the salary within three years when I go to work in the future, except for my food and drink."

Hearing his words, Yang Xiaole sneered.

"Such a good thing, why don't you help my dad find one too! Except food and drink, the rest of the salary will be given to you. Besides, if you want to say it, find my dad yourself!"

Just this guy's dog nature.

If he had the money, if he could save it, his surname would not be Yang.

The production team leader doesn't dare to smoke every day for a pack of cigarettes that cost only a few cents. The whole village probably only has his number.

I don't know where this guy's money came from, maybe he went out to resell it, but he doesn't know what he is selling?
Erhu smiled awkwardly when he heard this.

If I have this ability, do I still need to find people everywhere to find a relationship?

Then he said with a smile: "Didn't I ask you to help spread the word! I will talk to Uncle Guangzhi then."

There is also a reason for looking for Yang Xiaole.

He knew that Yang Xiaogang went to the city, and now that Wang Qiuju went to the city, he also knew.

The whole village doesn't know about Yang Guangping's brothers.

In his opinion, it's not that Uncle Fang can't get a job, it's just that he doesn't want to do it because of the disagreement between several companies.

The problem is that I have no enmity with the two families.

In case it's time to get it!
From his point of view, Yang Guangchun may have thought this way: I have the ability to do it, but if I don't do it for you, I won't do it for you if I do it for others.

Another reason is that Yang Xiaole is a child, let's see if he can get any useful information.

Yang Xiaole didn't know what he was thinking, if he knew, he would probably spit on him.

I have seen shameless, never seen such shameless.

Throwing the plucked corn into the basket next to it, he stopped and said, "For work, you should find someone else. I heard that the commune can handle a lot of people now, so you can try it!"

The two tigers curled their lips.

Nothing more to say.

While smoking a cigarette, he was carelessly chopping corn.

Next to him, Xizi was also chopping corn.

"Erhu, what are you doing? Go to the field to chop corn. Your task today is two acres of land, so you must complete it."

While speaking, the scorekeeper Wang Qingsong came from a distance.

The other party was around forty, and came here after liberation. When the imperial capital was liberated, many places were not liberated.

In addition, the rural areas here had not yet undergone land reform at that time, so they rented fields and planted them here.

Although he has a foreign surname, but because he went to elementary school for a year before, he was hired as a scorekeeper to cooperate with the accounting work.

What we have to do now is to supervise these people's work every day. The work is still very heavy. It doesn't mean that you will get work points when you come.

If the task is not completed, there will be no work points.

Erhu smiled and said, "Uncle Qingsong, I'll just chop the corn here, and forget about chopping the corn."

Hearing this, Wang Qingsong said with a stern face: "If you are like this, the captain will cancel your work points tomorrow, and you can eat basic food. In the future, the meal tickets will be issued to you according to the basic ration."

When Erhu heard that the basic rations were distributed, he could only pat his buttocks and stood up resentfully.

Walk towards the field.

The basic rations are still available.Out of thin air one-third less.

Yang Xiaole heard the conversation between the two, but didn't understand what was going on with the meal ticket.

Food supplies now over time, while learning from observations of earlier established communes elsewhere.

Food is divided into basic food and work point food.

The grain harvested over the course of a year is divided into ten shares, seven workers and three workers.

Seven is the basic grain, and the rest has to be calculated by work points.

In other words, if you do nothing, you can still eat [-]% of the food, which is the minimum standard.

of course.

There are also the highest standards.

360
"Work hard and suffer well. The ration standard is three hundred and sixty. Even if the family does not have enough food, the public will supply the Golden Queen."

That is, the upper limit is 360 catties. Of course, this 360 catties is raw grain, which is settled with wheat and rice.

If it's not enough, replace it with corn or sweet potatoes.

The Golden Queen is naturally corn.

However, the standards are different in each place, and the standards are different in southern China, northern China, and central China.

Shard area.

Of course, this 360 refers to normal labor.

Children count separately.

It's a little different from eating casually before.

Thinking of this, he asked casually: "Uncle Qingsong, what's the matter with the meal ticket? I don't know what's going on at school every day!"

Wang Qingsong was about to leave, but stopped when he heard this.

Smiling at him, he said, "Oh, the higher-ups have spoken. In the future, all our production teams will be like the people in the city. They will approve the rations and give you meal tickets. You can eat as much as you eat."

Yang Xiaole nodded slightly after listening.

The method is good, but it is too late.

I have almost eaten what I should eat, and I don't know what will happen after this year's grain is harvested!

I hope this is closer to the imperial capital, so it can be better.

But he thought of a question, and asked him: "Uncle Qingsong, then my brother and my mother went to the city, so what about the work points they did before? After all, my father and we are still in the countryside!"

Wang Qingsong thought for a while and finally shook his head: "I don't know about this, I just keep score, you have to ask the captain about this."

"Oh, okay, let my father ask the captain later. Thanks, Uncle Qingsong."

Yang Xiaole thanked him, and was ready to let his father ask him when he had time.

Wang Qingsong nodded, took the few flashlights of the production team, and continued to patrol the fields.

Some people can't do without some urging.

Although it is said that it is not enough to supervise.

Xizi was picking corn beside him, and said with a smile to him, "Hey, brother, the house was so beautiful when we went to the city yesterday! But there is no kang, so it will be cold in winter."

Yang Xiaole nodded.

It is strange to say that the imperial capital is so cold, and ordinary people basically burn kangs. I heard that the Forbidden City began to make kangs according to the habits of bannermen in the middle of the Qing Dynasty.

Why are the courtyards over there made of wooden beds.

He has also seen several other houses, all of which are simple kitchens set up at the door, but they all have no heated kang.

With such a large family business, it is impossible to say that coal cannot be burned.

This made him feel strange for a while.

I don't understand.

Looking at Xizi, he said casually: "If there is no kang, just cover it with a quilt! When you have time later, find someone to make a kang."

Xizi let out a soft sigh.

Everyone was so busy that it was almost ten o'clock. When the whistle sounded, everyone put down their work and went to eat.

I didn't eat in the morning, and I was hungry.

As a man, Yang Guangzhi had already gone to the village to join the refining team at dawn.

While eating, the sun outside had begun to rise, the cool feeling had disappeared, and what greeted us was the scorching heat above the head.

After lunch, looking at the tired Yang Guangzhi, he thought for a while, went back and got some brown sugar water and pills to bring back.

At the head of the village, people are busy there.

Yang Guangzhi was chopping firewood there, and someone beside him would add firewood to the stove.

Yang Xiaole glanced at it, and put the brown sugar water with ingredients beside it.

"Father, drink some when you're thirsty, don't drink too much! There's brown sugar in it."

Hearing his words, Yang Guangzhi stopped moving.

Wiping the sweat off his brow, he frowned and said, "Just keep it for you to drink, why give it to me?"

"Drink it! I didn't put much! Don't give it to others!"

Seeing this, Yang Guangzhi nodded: "Okay, I see, put it there, I'll drink some later."

After finishing speaking, I continued to work.

Yang Xiaole glanced at the smoking blast furnace nearby, where Yang Qingwen was directing people to work.

After watching for a while, he left directly.

When he returned to the field, he chatted with a group of half-children and worked. When he was busy until noon, he went back directly.

He had to rest for a while, and a little work would be enough.

Really let him do it to death!

I went to bed at almost eleven o'clock last night and woke up at four o'clock in the morning.

Very sleepy now.

Although taking some pills is also helpful, he still feels that he needs to sleep for a while to be more at ease.

(End of this chapter)