Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 278: What’s wrong with supporting construction?

Yang Xiaole returned home and wondered, why did Lao Luo go to the northwest?

Is Lao Luo's level enough?
Then he smiled and didn't care anymore.

At least Lao Luo is no longer in danger.

However, according to the time of the first nuclear bomb, Lao Luo will not be able to come back for at least four to five years.

"Hey, what are you thinking?"

Lying on the kang, the eldest brother looked at him and asked curiously.

"Oh, it's nothing, go to sleep!"

After saying that, he pulled the quilt over and fell asleep.

The next day, those who go to work go to work, and those who go to school go to class.

Yang Xiaole returned to class and attended class normally.

"Hey, Haitang, tell me, when the two pigs raised in this school grow up, will they be our share?"

In the class, Liu Jiefang lay there and muttered to Li Haitang.

The school has a pig breeder, but only two are raised, and the staff are the ones raising them.

It is not under the control of their students.

Li Haitang fidgeted with her big whip and shrugged: "Who knows! We only raised two pigs in total. How can we divide them among so many people in our school! I don't see any chance!"

Wang Xuewu also nodded: "Yes! I don't think there is a chance. As long as we can share some of the vegetables we grow, we won't ask for more."

The others nodded lightly when they heard this.

indeed.

There were classes in the morning, labor class in the afternoon, and everyone went to the vegetable field.

Fertilize and water as soon as possible before it freezes.

After all, it’s just once a week.

When we arrived at the place, every two people worked together to carry a dung bucket and fetch water from the river to water the vegetables. Each time they carried half a bucket of water.

"No, I can't do it anymore!"

Several people were working there. Fang Mengmeng and Zhang Haiyan threw away their poles and rubbed their shoulders vigorously.

The speaker was Zhang Haiyan.

"I'm a weak person, how can I do my job!"

Fang Mengmeng was also rubbing her shoulders next to her.

Liu Jiefang and his two men were pouring manure water there. When they heard the sound, they also muttered: "My stomach is growling! I really don't have enough to eat now!"

Then he glanced at Fang Mengmeng and said, "Your family should be better off. Your parents are working and supporting you, so I should give you all the food."

Fang Mengmeng sat on the edge of the mound and rolled her eyes when she heard this: "Then the rations for both of us are the same! I just eat less."

When Wang Xuewu heard this, he said: "There is no other food to fill my stomach now. With that amount, I can finish it in one meal. It's not enough to fill the gap between my teeth!"

Then he complained there: "When will this end!"

Liu Jiefang shook his head: "Who knows! Isn't it mandatory to pay [-]% of the food substitute when buying food now? My mother heard from people at the food station that there seems to be more or less at the end of the month!"

Wang Xuewu rolled his eyes when he heard this: "You didn't say that the food substitute was okay. Last time I asked you if the food substitute tasted good, and you told me it tasted good. That guy was simply hard to swallow!"

Hearing this, Liu Jiefang glanced at him angrily: "Stop making sarcastic remarks. Your parents are at work, your grandfather's salary is so high, and you are not allowed to eat this food substitute. You are still curious, like a fool. , your milk is so delicious, why can’t I be willing to give it to you?”

In their family, only one person works and supports three people, which is relatively stressful for such a wealthy family.

Unlike Uncle Wang, his salary is very high. If he can't do it, he can go to the restaurant to serve some food, which can at least make up for it.

Yang Xiaole was listening, now it was [-]%.

It is estimated that over time, this ratio will become higher and higher, reaching a maximum of half.

"Hey, hurry up and get to work. The time has passed and it's too late to go home."

Zhang Haiyan stood up, patted the dust on her butt, and complained.

After hearing this, everyone got up and continued working.

Fang Guoping passed by while carrying water, looked at Yang Xiaole, and asked, "Are there too few vegetables here?"

Yang Xiaole glanced at the cabbage that had grown up a lot in the field.

He nodded: "It's less, but it's okay! Then the seedlings will be thinned and transplanted."

Except for weeding, watering and fertilizing, no one usually takes care of this field.

A lot of vegetables in the fields were stolen.

Fang Guoping threw the rope of the barrel into the river, fetched water, and then looked at the field: "We will see when the time comes and think of a solution. If we don't care about it anymore, we will be in trouble."

After that, he took the bucket and left.

Yang Xiaole just looked at it and went to work.

After returning home, the school stipulated that two faculty members would go to the fields to look at vegetables at night to prevent anyone from stealing vegetables at night.

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Time passes day by day, and the weather becomes colder and colder.

Slowly it’s New Year’s Day.

New Year's Day is on Friday, so we have a day off, including Saturday and the weekend, for a total of three days.

After school in the evening, it snowed heavily like goose feathers in the sky.

Back home, the others haven't come back yet.

There was still some flames coming out of the sultry coal stove at home at noon. I took it out with a pair of tongs, removed the bottom layer, and added a new briquette on top.

There's a fire there.

Turn on the radio and listen to the news.

"...The Ministry of Petroleum Industry held an enlarged meeting to prepare to speed up exploration and oil field development in the Songliao area, concentrate the power of the petroleum system, and "have a huge battle."..."

After hearing the news, Yang Xiaole was thinking about it.

It should be the big battle in Daqing Oilfield!
Then he frowned and thought about it for a moment, Dad shouldn't be going to this big battle, right?

You must know that a lot of people went to this battle at that time.

But daddy belongs to the factory, so it shouldn’t be over.

Then he put his thoughts behind his head.

After a while, the eldest sister and the younger children in the family all ran back.

"Hiss~~ It's freezing to death. Let me bake it."

The eldest sister came in last. At this time, people were already surrounding the coal stove.

"Sister! Come here!"

Mai moved her position to make room for her.

Upon seeing this, the eldest sister smiled and squeezed in with a small stool.

While warming themselves by the fire, he muttered: "It's snowing this year, but this year is weird! It's snowing so late! It's snowed several times at this time in previous years."

Yang Xiaole thought for a moment and said, "I wonder if it's because of the drought. It's been broadcast on the news that there's been a drought in South China this year, and many places have lost their harvest."

Droughts do happen.

But it started to spread from south to north. The north is also experiencing drought this year, but the situation is not that serious.

But judging from this situation, it is estimated that it will be Kyoto’s turn next year.

Hearing this, the eldest sister sighed: "I don't know if our hometown was also affected by the disaster." Hearing this, Xiaomai warmed himself by the fire and muttered: "Sister, didn't my sister say that in a letter some time ago? ! There is a foreigner in our village who donated a lot of money to the local area! He can buy a lot of food! Many production teams nearby have gone to borrow food. My sister and others have also gone there to borrow food, so it shouldn't be that difficult. "

The eldest sister nodded lightly when she heard this.

She had also heard about this, but the specific situation was not very clear.

But there was nothing she could do when such a large place was hit by a disaster.

Not to mention there are so many people, it would be difficult for even one or two people to help.

Then he looked at Yang Xiaole and asked, "Hey, Xiaole, do you know that Zhao Jianguo from Uncle Zhao's family has been caught, and I heard they are trying to figure it out!"

"Oh~~ Who did you listen to? Is it because you were caught stealing something last time?"

Yang Xiaole was surprised.

Naturally, Zhao Jianguo came to see him several times last time, and then disappeared in the compound.

No one was seen again.

"Xiao Zao! Who else can I listen to? She told me on the way to school today at noon."

After finishing speaking, he paused and continued, "It doesn't seem like he was caught for stealing. It seems that he went to the black market and was caught by someone who did something. I don't know the details."

After hearing this, Yang Xiaole thought for a moment and nodded lightly.

It's none of his business.

That thing, if I didn't add insult to injury, this guy should be burned with incense.

"Hey, Xiaole, do you think Zhao Jianguo stole something? Will he go to a labor camp?"

Yang Xiaole shook his head: "Who knows! If he stole things, he would definitely have to go to labor camp this time. If he just went to the black market to resell things, he would probably ask the street office to take him back, criticize and educate him for a few days, and then put him back. ”

There are so many people reselling things, especially in these difficult times, even more people are going to the black market.

I don’t know how many people are arrested every day.

They would all be sent to labor camps, and the farm wouldn’t even be able to accommodate them.

There were very few prisons at this time, and people who had committed serious crimes were usually sent to the farm. Otherwise, they would be sent to the farm for labor reform.

This is also the origin of later generations of labor reform prisoners.

The eldest sister nodded after hearing this: "Then according to what you mean, if Zhao Jianguo comes back in a few days, it means he didn't steal anything. If he doesn't put it back, it means he stole something."

After saying that, he looked outside and muttered: "Aunt Zhao is still hiding it! I thought everyone didn't know it, and it had already spread all over the place privately."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole shrugged and said with a smile, "What the hell! Even if he stole something, Mrs. Zhao would definitely say that he was caught reselling on the black market, not that he was caught stealing."

I would rather live with the reputation of being beaten and caught than with the reputation of being a thief.

Hearing this, the eldest sister nodded lightly: "Well, indeed, what you said makes sense!!"

In her thoughts, Xizi turned her hands on the stove and asked him: "Hey, brother, don't worry about Zhao Jianguo, he deserves it. Brother, the ice rink will be put on the ice on the first day tomorrow, let's go tomorrow!"

Yang Xiaole thought for a moment after hearing this, and finally nodded gently: "Okay, let's go there together tomorrow."

In previous years, the first day of the ice rink was always in the [-]s. This year, the temperature was higher and it was a few days later than in previous years.

Opened in time for New Year's Day.

The opening of the ice rink is also a big event in Kyoto.

Because not only young people went there that day, there were also many older people who took their children to play.

Especially on the first day the ice rink is open, it is the busiest time.

When Xizi heard this, he happily went to look for his skates in the cabinet.

It's a wooden board with two steel bars on the bottom. It's similar to Japanese wooden slippers.

And Xiaoli and the eldest sister also went to find their own skates.

Yang Xiaole looked at Mai Mai who was silent and smiled: "Brother will find you some skates later. Let's go together tomorrow!"

It was already past the rink time when Wheat came over.

So no skates.

But this thing is very simple to make, as long as you have the materials.

A piece of wood, two pieces of steel, and two nails.

Hearing this, Xiaomai felt happy for a while.

The eldest sister went to cook, and the others took out their homework and did their homework there. As for Yang Xiaole, naturally she didn't have to do her homework.

Xizi was forced to follow suit.

In the evening, my father and mother come back from get off work.

When the eldest brother heard that the ice rink would be open on the first day tomorrow, he naturally wanted to follow him.

Yang Xiaole looked at his father smoking there, thought about it and asked, "Dad, has your factory done anything big recently?"

"Hey, how did you know that?"

Yang Guangzhi took a puff of smoke and asked strangely.

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole frowned: "Did something big happen? Tell me!"

"This was just announced at the factory headquarters meeting this afternoon. It said that the higher ups were going to set up some sort of support commando team to support an oil field in the Northeast. It was said that the 37 bureaus, factories, colleges and schools in the petroleum system would be led by the main leaders. , organize elite troops, bring their own equipment and wages, and go over to support.”

Yang Xiaole frowned when he heard this: "Is there you in this?"

"Yes, I have!"

Yang Guangzhi nodded; "But our workshop is actually here to deliver equipment and protect some of the equipment, so I will follow behind to help!"

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole pondered there.

I said, why did I always feel something was wrong when I heard that my father’s factory was classified into the petroleum system?
It turned out to be here!

Then he asked curiously: "Why did you remember to go?"

"What's the matter? You can go wherever your superiors tell you. Besides, except for some skilled and experienced workers, the rest of us are young and strong."

After Yang Guangzhi finished speaking, he smiled mysteriously: "Let me tell you, I heard that this battle will take a long time. If I go, it won't be my turn to streamline the city."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole shook his head.

He said speechlessly: "Didn't I tell you that you don't have to worry about streamlining? Why did you say you had to sign up?"

"You kid, what's wrong with supporting national construction?"

Yang Guangzhi frowned when he heard this and asked him.

Then he muttered: "Besides, I heard that the application has been approved. I still don't know whether I will go or not! There are only statisticians in the factory to prepare for the future."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole shrugged: "Okay, just pretend I didn't say anything!"

How could it not pass?

And it was a huge battle.

Just go, it will be more difficult for people.

The registration has already been done, so there is no use talking about it now.

Wang Qiuju also frowned and asked, "Why did you sign up without saying anything? What kind of battle are you planning, and how long will it take?"

"I don't know! It's just a few months, I guess! How do I know the specifics?"

Hearing this, Wang Qiuju looked worried.

Yang Xiaole curled his lips, a few months, he remembered it was a few years.

But those were oil workers, and he didn't know how long the others had been gone.

Hope to come back in a few months!
PS: It seems that it cannot be repaired. I asked for leave that day because I was not feeling well. I have had a fever for the past two days and I am all groggy. Let’s make do with it.Sorry.

(End of this chapter)