Chapter 167: Divide the Fish!

Sending outsiders away, Qingling collapsed on the back of the chair, it turned out that carrying things was not the most tiring, and it was tiring to deal with these human exchanges. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Grandma Zhang pulled her up distressedly: "Tired, aren't you? Hurry up and eat, and go home and sleep after eating." After two days, the cotton player came, and he had to be busy again. ā€

"The one who plays cotton is coming?" Qingling was in good spirits when she heard it. The arrival of the cotton bouncer means that there is a new quilt to sleep on. Even if the old cotton wool is refurbished, it must feel good on the body.

"Yes, the secretary went to the county after you left, negotiated the time to play cotton, and went to the county party committee to submit an application for pulling wires, but I don't know when the approval will come down. ā€

"I think it's hanging. Zhang Youkang stroked his beard and said that he was not optimistic about this matter, "It's okay if there is no river, there is that river, and the wires will be pulled to our side, at least wait for another three or five years." ā€

"You know again. Grandma Zhang glanced at her wife with disgust, "Writing and doing things, which time was unsuccessful? ā€

Zhang Youkang explained helplessly: "I didn't say that he didn't succeed, I meant not so fast." The secretary did not hand over the application in order to pull the wire immediately. ā€

"Why is that?" Qingling and Grandma Zhang asked in unison.

"In order to let the county allocate some funds to our commune, buy a generator or something. With a generator, you can't use any motors. The harvest in the coming year is good, and the commune will raise funds to buy a TV for its members, and when the farming is slack, the TV will be put on the barn for everyone to watch!"

"That's a good relationship! I can still watch TV in the city in my lifetime, and I have no regrets when I die in this life." Grandma Zhang said happily.

Qingling went to the provincial capital this time, and saw what the TV set that everyone talked about looked like in the department store, it was a boxy iron box, with two thin poles stuck in its head, twisted the knob, the screen lit up, and there was another world inside......

In fact, now, although there is no electricity or TV yet, the members of Yanqi Commune have generally felt the happiness that they did not have before.

Every morning at 6 a.m. and 6 p.m., the secretary would go to the commune on time to turn on the radio and connect to the loudspeaker, and play the latest news and revolutionary songs of joy to the members. Instead of every time I go to the county, I have the opportunity to relay the big and small news I heard.

Xiang Gang found a way to get a radio ticket for the commune, and it once became a good thing in the mouths of the members. Even the unlucky body with his "reincarnation of the moldy star" is rarely mentioned again. This is a good sign.

After hearing that Yanqi Commune had a radio, the secretary of Yanjiang Commune came to Yanqi Commune to inquire about it, and asked where they could get another radio ticket, and they were willing to exchange rations for it.

Xiang Rongxin had already prepared, didn't he ask Xiang Gang to raise a few more tickets, which came in handy at this time.

There is also a shortage of other communes along the river, except for fish and shrimp, because there is a large lake and pond covering a wide area, which is connected to the Yanqi River.

Therefore, unlike Yanqi Commune, fishing is not allowed on weekdays, and it is not allowed to start until November and December to welcome the New Year. In addition to the prohibition of fishing in spring and summer when fish and shrimp give birth, the Yanjiang Commune usually casts nets once every two months, and the fish and shrimp from the net are distributed to members according to their work.

Xiang Rongxin thought of this stubble as early as when Tuo Xianggang helped get more radio tickets, and the Yanjiang Commune came to the door, which was completely unexpected for him. With a happy smile on his face, he threw out a commune along the river that was a bit embarrassing, but it was not unattainable--if you wanted a radio ticket, you would exchange it for fish and shrimp.

The secretary of the Yanjiang Commune scolded Xiang Rongxin, the old fox, in his heart, and after thinking twice, he finally relented - he agreed to exchange 100 catties of fish and shrimp.

So, in the unbelievable surprise of the members, the secretary summoned everyone to gather at the barn with the workbook, saying that he wanted to add food to everyone, and the members who earned the work could get the fish, shrimp and crabs that were alive, which was nothing more than the quantity.

Qingling slept well at home, went to work after breakfast, and when she arrived at the commune, she heard that she was going to divide fish, shrimp and crabs, and felt hit in the head by a pie, and she was dizzy with happiness. I just heard Aunt Xiang sing "The autumn breeze is cool, the crabs are fat" yesterday, and there are crabs to eat today?

"Whether you can eat crabs or not is not necessarily, but the fish must have a share, I saw the ox cart of the Yanjiang Society, several baskets of fish, jumping around, a few big ones almost jumped out of the basket. said that the net was only pulled this morning, but it was fresh......" Feng Meiqin came to share the good news she had just learned with Qingling.

Zhang Youkang shook his head with a smile, urging the apprentice to go home and get the utensils, "The bucket is the best, if you don't have it, the basin is fine." It is best to release the fish and shrimp into the water immediately after receiving them, so that they can be raised for a few more days. ā€

"Yes, yes, I'm going home to get a bucket too, let's go together. Feng Meiqin pulled up Qingling and went home to carry a bucket and basin. but all the vessels that could hold water, they were all brought with them. Follow the group straight to the barnyard.

The fish, shrimp and crabs sent by the commune along the river have been divided into categories, with a bunch of large fish, a bunch of small and medium-sized fish, shrimp in a pot, and a crab in a bucket.

The secretary asked the clerk to report the work from more to less, and the one with more work was picked first, whether it was fish, shrimp or crab. According to visual observation, the fish are the most, followed by shrimp, and the crab is the least.

Qingling looked forward to the people in front of her picking fish and shrimp, because she was hungry for crabs.

It is impossible for a big fish to be a person, because the total number of catties is limited, so the big fish is to be divided with other members, as for whether to want the head, fish meat or fish tail, it is also preferred by the high work score.

At this time, the strong laborers who earn a lot of work have gained countless admiration from the public, young and old. Lin Dazhu was also among them, laughing and letting everyone joke, saying that he didn't have to worry about the fish of his daughter-in-law, and I don't know if he understood it.

It was Jiang Meihua in the crowd who felt her cheeks burning hot for the first time, as if everyone was joking not Lin Dazhu, but her.

"Yingfang, what do you think of Dazhu?" Jiang Meihua grabbed Qingling in front of her and asked shyly.

She really has no companions, Liu Jihong has not been released in the cowshed, but even if it is released, the friendship between the two will not be able to return to the past; although Xu Dan is kind on his face, the disdain he inadvertently shows makes her feel a chill down her spine, knowing that this is a different kind of goods, and it is better to guard against it in the future. Otherwise, I don't know how I was pitted to death.

Qingling was looking forward to a satisfying crab dinner tonight, and when she heard Jiang Meihua ask, she was stunned and said, "Brother Dazhu is very good." ā€

"It's good, but it's a bit silly. Jiang Meihua said in a low voice, "But with such a dilapidated body like me, it would be good if someone was willing to marry, where would I dare to expect anything." ā€

Qingling sighed in her heart.