Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 499: The Age of Everyman Soldiers

Chapter 499: The Age of Everyman Soldiers
Xie Laosi was waiting there anxiously, and when he saw a few people coming over, he hurriedly asked, "Are you okay?"

He was also worried that something might happen to Yang Xiaole.

Yang Xiaole smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, the two comrades are just investigating."

Secretary Kang nodded and said, "Captain, we will not leave tonight. Please call the leaders of the other production teams so that we can investigate and see if there are any similar situations in other production teams."

Xie Laosi naturally agreed.

"Okay, I'll use the loudspeaker to notify them to come over. I guess they've all reached home by now."

The production teams were not far from each other but not close either. In winter, people could not ride bicycles, so they basically came here by horse-drawn carriages.

Coming and going very quickly.

After that, he said to Chen Guoxi, "Take Xiaole and Uncle Xu to the warehouse and get the beans out. Don't delay exchanging them for tofu tomorrow morning."

"Hey!"

Chen Guoxi naturally agreed.

Several people went out directly.

Wang Guilan was assigned to find accommodation and a place for the two people to have dinner in the evening.

In this situation, meals are usually distributed and delivered to the members' homes.

Replenish food when the time comes.

Yang Xiaole followed Chen Guoxi out, and Xie Hongbing also accompanied them.

I guess this guy has something to tell me.

So he asked, "Hongbing, what is the story about the educated youth company that the commune is talking about?"

"Well, this is what I want to tell you. You were not at the meeting just now, but the People's Armed Forces Department of the commune has already issued a notice that the educated youth should also organize a militia company..."

Xie Hongbing explained the situation.

The general situation was already known before, and all that remained was for the team to select the right people.

How to choose? Of course it depends on the family.

After that, he continued: "By the way, there is also a notice! Because our production team is located in a special place, the members must also learn to use guns..."

After listening to it, Yang Xiaole understood.

The era of universal military service is coming.

However, the militia can be issued military guns (including non-standard ones) after registration, and these are issued by the commune’s people’s armed forces department.

But this is not the case for members. They are not allowed to possess military firearms (including non-standard ones) and can only use hunting rifles.

And the family is still okay.

Each adult citizen can own up to two compliant hunting rifles, and they only need to report to the local public security bureau.

But this is not free, and each production team has to solve it on their own.

As for how to solve the problem, the natural solution is to sell it to the state-owned supply and marketing cooperatives.

A time when you could buy a shotgun in a state-run store.

Here it comes.

After listening to this, Yang Xiaole asked, "Who will provide the list of educated youth militia members?"

Xie Hongbing continued, "The public society will issue a list, and we just need to choose from it. If there are special circumstances, we can apply."

As they were talking, the three of them came to the yard.

Go straight to the grain warehouse.

Chen Guoxi then spoke up: "After you weigh the beans and take them away, remember to register them."

Yang Xiaole naturally agreed.

They each took out a key and opened the two big locks on the door.

After removing the steel bolt and pushing open the door, a strong smell of grain and a faint musty odor wafted into the air.

It's warm in the room.

After all, these grains also respire.

The main thing is not that the temperature is too high or too abnormal, there will be no problem.

Inside were various grains and bean cakes packed in sacks.

There were some greasy plastic oil barrels in the corner, containing some cooking oil.

Yang Xiaole looked around there casually.

Chen Guoxi and Xie Hongbing skillfully went in and carried out a sack of beans.

He took another old empty sack and started scooping beans with a gourd.

While busying himself, Chen Guoxi said, "Your side is where the grain seeds are stored, and the beans are all good beans."

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaole patted the sack.

They were all tied up, and nothing inside leaked out.

But he already knew that it was soybeans.

They are not very big, but they are all plump and obviously have been selected.

As for the beans that Chen Guoxi had picked up, they were all crooked and broken.

I didn't go to see it again, I came to help.

He asked, "Master Chen, how do you exchange these beans? How do you divide them when the time comes?"

"Oh, 3 pounds of beans for one plate, one plate is 24 yuan, and then we'll divide it by number of people."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole nodded secretly.

He didn't know how heavy this piece was, but estimated it to be about the same as the ones in the city, probably around 4 taels.

I silently counted the number of people in my mind.

If there are the same number of educated youth, each person would get 2.2 yuan, which is about one kilogram.

"It's 52 jin in total, and this sack is about jin."

Chen Guoxi was explaining things there.

Yang Xiaole nodded.

I still know this.

In this era, basically no one cheats on weights, so there is no need to allow so much margin for the tolerance.

After weighing, lock the door and leave.

Yang Xiaole carried the things, and the three of them walked towards the village. Halfway there, Chen Guoxi said hello and left.

After the other party left, Xie Hongbing hurriedly asked, "Xiao Le, how is Song Zhiqing?"

"Oh, it's nothing. When I came here just now, I asked Feng Xue to give her an injection of anti-inflammatory medicine and a pill of antipyretic medicine. It shouldn't be a big problem."

Hearing this, Xie Hongbing breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while.

Xie Hongbing hesitated for a moment, but in the end he said nothing: "Okay, I'll go back first. You talk to the people at the educated youth site and ask them if they have anything to bring. Also, the personnel for the educated youth militia company need to be determined in the next two days. Come over then and we'll discuss it. It's a bit late today."

Yang Xiaole nodded.

It was almost dark now, so I agreed.

Xie Hongbing said hello and went home, while Yang Xiaole carried the things to Uncle Xu's house.

"Uncle Xu, I've brought your things."

After entering the yard, he said something to Uncle Xu who was feeding the horses there.

The other party looked back and said: "Oh, put it in the house!"

"Hey, good!"

He carried the things into the house.

"Brother Xiaole. When did you come back?"

Before I entered the house, I saw Yadan standing at the door with a wooden spoon, smiling and greeting me.

"Just arrived in the afternoon, cooking?"

He walked into the house with a smile and put the things on the floor.

Yadan was there, stirring the corn paste in the pot with a spoon.

Prevent the pot from sticking.

"Brother Xiaole, here~"

Yadan took out an egg from the scoop beside him and handed it to him.

Yang Xiaole looked at it and said with a smile: "Forget it, just eat it yourself!"

Uncle Xu has two hens at home, but they lay very few eggs in winter, so he is embarrassed to eat them.

There are only two eggs in the ladle.

The other one burst open, and the egg whites popped out.

"Hey, just take it if I tell you to!"

She stuffed the thing into his hand and stirred it with the spoon in her hand, smiling.

Thinking of something, he asked, "Brother Xiaole, if you have nothing to do, can you teach me how to read?"

Yang Xiaole held the still warm egg and said with a smile: "Just use this to bribe me!"

"Hey, brother, what are you talking about! This is food for you!"

Yadan was a little anxious and even forgot about Xiaole.

Then he explained: "There are so many words. I look at it and it recognizes me, but I don't recognize it! I just want to learn!" Hearing this, Yang Xiaole smiled and said, "Well, okay! If you don't understand something, just ask me and I'll teach you!"

"Hey, okay~"

Yadan happily agreed.

Then he asked, "Brother, do you want to eat here tonight?"

"No, I'm not eating. I just came back and the educated youths are cooking for me. I came here to bring beans to Uncle Xu."

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole smiled and said, "Okay, go ahead and do your work! I'm going back now!"

Yadan agreed.

Yang Xiaole walked out of the room.

He arrived at the door, said hello to Uncle Xu, and left.

When I returned to the educated youth point, I heard some shouting inside.

"Wang Lao Er, look at you, you are sick, I brought you medicine and food, but you didn't want to see me."

In front of the stove in the main room.

Liu Jinlian and a few others stuck their heads out and looked towards the boys' dormitory.

When they saw Yang Xiaole coming, they all looked at him.

After Yang Xiaole came in, he asked curiously, "What happened?"

The voice sounds familiar.

Feng Xue nodded at him.

Then I saw a young girl wearing a flowery cotton jacket and a scarf, standing in front of Wang Laoer's kang with her hands on her waist.

iron ornamental work.

Tiedan is Captain Xie’s sister.

Aged 18.

She looks okay, not ugly.

Wang Lao Er sat there and said stubbornly: "I don't want it, thank you, take it back!"

Seeing this, Bai Zishan whispered to Yang Xiaole, "Tiehua brought medicine and eggs to Wang Laoer, but Wang Laoer didn't want them. Tiehua is angry!"

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole nodded.

Already guessed it.

"Humph! You deserve to have a fever! You deserve it!"

After saying a few words, he left angrily, but he did not touch the medicine and two eggs on the kang.

After everyone left, Feng Aijun started to stir up trouble.

"Wang Laoer, why are you pretending? Xiaole and I saw it all under the tree that day. People gave you eggs out of kindness, but you refused them. Do you know how precious eggs are here?"

Let’s not talk about this here.

In a few cities in Beijing, eggs are not rationed, but in most provinces, they are required.

Eggs in rural areas are used to exchange for supplies.

Salt, sauce, vinegar, matches, kerosene, needles and thread all depend on this.

Wang Lao Er was furious: "Don't talk nonsense, they just wanted to talk to me about something."

"Hey, Wang Lao Er, why are you so anxious? You didn't say anything. Is there really something wrong?"

Xiaohuangpu Zhou Yongjian made a joke with a smile.

Then he muttered, "She is the scorekeeper of our production team. If you offend her, you will be in trouble in the future!"

"Little red man, try talking nonsense again."

Wang Laoer's eyes became anxious.

Yang Xiaole saw that Wang Laoer's expression did not look shy, and felt confused.

It doesn't seem like what I thought.

Then he continued, smiling, "Alright, are you so angry? He means well. By the way, tomorrow Mr. Xu will go to the commune to exchange tofu. Do you have anything to bring? If so, please register it later."

Everyone shook their heads.

Just brought something a few days ago.

Apart from cigarettes, no one else brought anything.

Wang Lao Er saw this and asked hurriedly, "Xiao Le, what did you say at the meeting? What did you say about the educated youth militia?"

Everyone looked curious.

Shooting a gun is something that all modern young people yearn for.

Yang Xiaole looked at everyone and explained the situation: "The notice has come down. It will be finalized in the next two days. When the time comes, report it..."

After hearing this, everyone had different thoughts.

Some people looked very happy.

For example, people like Zhao Weibing and Liu Jinlian.

There will definitely be no problem if the family is good.

Feng Xue's eyes were a little dim.

People like her who were named probably have no chance.

"Hey, now is not the time to talk about this! Xiaole, we are running out of food. We will only have one meal tomorrow at noon. After that, it will be gone. Why don't we ask the team for an advance!"

Feng Aijun suddenly said something.

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole was not surprised at all.

Including today, I have been here for 23 days.

How can you stand eating dry food every day?

"Yes, tomorrow is the Little New Year!"

"And we talked about a good little year!"

……

Everyone was talking there.

Yang Xiaole looked at everyone.

Take out the warehouse registration book.

Seeing this, everyone gathered around.

Feng Aijun asked curiously, "What are you looking at? The account book in the warehouse?"

"Well, let me see how much food is left!"

He said as he flipped through the pages.

Then he shook his head and said, "There are 74 educated youth in the brigade. This month, we received 2220 kilograms of grain, which is 2520 kilograms in raw grain. Last year, we didn't have time to transport 3 kilograms of grain to the commune, so there are less than kilograms left."

The accounts were a bit messy, but with the cheats he had, it was still easy to sort them out.

"Ah? What should we do?"

"Hey, doesn't it say there's a lot of food? Why is there only this much? There's so much at the farm!"

……

Everyone was talking there.

Yang Xiaole put the notebook away and said, "Those are grain seeds and war reserve grains. Can they be moved?"

"What should we do? Isn't Mr. Xu going to the commune to exchange tofu tomorrow? If anyone has food coupons, please gather some together! It's only a few days away anyway. I'll return it to you when the time comes."

Feng Aijun said something.

This silenced everyone.

This is reserved for emergency or to improve your life.

Yang Xiaole looked at the scene and said with a smile: "I will go ask the captain later."

We can’t say that people who didn’t get food coupons have dark hearts.

You can't always be generous to others.

If there really is nothing to eat, there is nothing that can be done. Someone will definitely provide some for him. He still believes this.

When everyone heard this, they all nodded.

"Well, every bit counts. It's almost a month, and the commune will definitely give the brigade food."

The man was also talking there.

Yang Xiaole hummed: "Okay, let's eat. If you really have nothing to eat, borrow some from the villagers and return them when the food arrives."

Everyone's eyes lit up at these words.

In fact, many people have thought of it, but they are just too embarrassed to borrow it.

Then everyone clamored to go eat.

Steamed buns made from two kinds of flour.

Cabbage and radish.

We ate it for more than 20 days without changing it at all. Everyone felt like vomiting after eating it.

After finishing his meal, Yang Xiaole took a can of meat and went to Uncle Xu's house.

He stuffed a can into his mouth and left.

(End of this chapter)

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