When it was time to divide the rations, there was a lot of noise again, especially Aunt Mo, scolding and scolding, what old immortals, eating white rice all scolded out, and was solemnly told by Mo Zhishu and Captain Guan, the militia battalion commander summoned a few militiamen to forcibly pour out half a jar of rice in the rice tank, and the old bud rice and sorghum ears hanging on the beam were taken down and weighed enough for two people, and a small pile of taro and red lotus in the corner of the wall were also taken away, and then they had to go to the kitchen to scoop some lard and take a few bowls.

This phenomenon made everyone shake their heads, and finally Ah Gong waved his hand, so that the militia did not have to go, and it was embarrassing to see this, he would rather give up!

Mo Guoqiang and Liu Fengying said that they had a lot of children, and they had eaten the last meal to find the next meal, and there was no food to distribute to Mo Xiaoman, and the militia really didn't find any food in their house, only Mo Xiaoman knew that the couple had just made a new big bed last year, and the bed was sealed under it, and the food was hidden there!

If you open those bed boards, maybe there are other surprising treasures!

But in the face of Liu Fengying's almost murderous gaze, Mo Xiaoman thought about it for a while and did not reveal their secrets. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ah Gong and Grandma only wanted to take Mo Xiaoman away, but they didn't expect to be able to fight for much food, so they simply didn't want it.

Mo Xiaoman only took away three old clothes that belonged to her and a rag towel full of holes, and the neighbor Aunt Han came to see it, grabbed the rag and threw it back to the house: "What do you want it to do with a foot cloth?"

Mo Xiaoman paused, touched his face, tilted his head and told Aunt Han: "That's not a foot cloth, it's, it's my face towel!"

Aunt Han: "......"

Most of the families in the village are not rich, and they can probably know how their families are doing, but no matter how poor they are, they have never seen anyone's face towel torn like that!

The aunts and aunts next to them were amused by Mo Xiaoman's cuteness, and they laughed so much that they leaned back and back, and tears came out, which was also sad for Xiaoman!

Aunt Han sighed, took a few old clothes that Mo Xiaoman was holding in her arms and shook them one by one, shook her head, and threw them all back to the house, saying: "If you wear it like this, you can be a family with beggars! There are beggars in the city, and we don't want to see beggars in our village, so I don't want them! Auntie remembers that there seem to be two old clothes of your sister Ying at the bottom of the box, and when Auntie goes to rummage through them at night, I will find them for you, it is estimated to be a little long, and you can wear them by cutting the sleeves and trouser legs!"

The countryside is generally poor, but there are also a very small number of decent families, such as those who have relatives who work as cadres and workers in the city, and military dependents like the Han family, who can live a decent life by sending back parcels and remittance slips from time to time.

The other aunts and aunts didn't have anything to give Mo Xiaoman, so they were very enthusiastic to make suggestions: "Jiaying is studying in the city, her clothes are naturally good materials, either Ka Ji or the military uniform sent back by his father, all of them have been changed to fit properly, it's a pity to cut it, don't cut it, just pull up the sleeves and pants, and you can wear it for a few more years!"

Mo Xiaosu, who was sitting under the eaves watching the excitement, heard this, hurriedly ran over, and shouted "Aunt Han" affectionately, and said: "I remember that Sister Jiaying wore a set of military uniforms before, and she was beautiful and majestic! I want it too, give it to me, Auntie!"

Aunt Han glanced at Mo Xiaosu and pouted: "Our Jiaying's clothes, my mother's children, and her aunts and cousins are all waiting in line to receive them, which round will get someone else?"

Grandma Mo had been sitting quietly next to the piles of things, and at this time she spoke in the direction where Aunt Han was standing: "She Aunt Han, you are a kind person, thank you so much!

Mo Xiaoman bowed to Aunt Han and said, "Xiaoman, thank you, Auntie!"

Aunt Han smiled: "Look! Grandma can teach, this child will immediately learn to be polite!"

Mo Xiaoman was ashamed in his heart: That's right, Mo Xiaoman in the previous life, how could she know how to salute and thank you? Even if she walked face to face with the elders, she wouldn't take the initiative to say hello!

In the house, Liu Fengying listened to the conversation of the women in the courtyard with her ears, and her teeth itched with hatred.

Aunt Mo defended the success of the kitchen, and then looked back at the bud rice sorghum that was half empty above her beam, and was so distressed that she beat her chest and stomach, and thought that the old man obviously lived with them, eating her and drinking hers, but secretly saved so much private money, and cheapened Boss Mo and his wife in vain, and suddenly found a breakthrough with resentment, and slaughtered Xiang Dongwu with great momentum, arrested Liu Fengying, and the two of them fought a tearing battle, from the war of words to directly going to the fist to pull the hair and bite the flesh, it is not too exciting!

Because of the family separation, Ah Gong couldn't go to guard the reservoir tonight, and the production captain asked him to tidy up the housework at home, and then send someone to the reservoir to replace him for three or more nights.

Mo Zhishu looked at the noisy family of Boss Mo and Mo Lao's second family, shook his head again and again, thinking that it was impossible for Mo Ah Gong to live in this courtyard tonight, so he took the initiative to ask the militia battalion commander to help them, and moved Ah Gong's things to the branch secretary's house, the branch secretary is fifty years old, and Mo Ah Gong is six or seven years old, he is not only the village brigade party secretary, but also a brother in the clan, and he has also known a lot about Mo Ah Gong and his wife since he was a child, and it is very suitable to go to his house for one night, so Mo Ah Gong Mo Ah Grandma didn't say anything, Mo Xiaoman was like a little chicken and duckling, just follow Ah Gong and Grandma closely。

The courtyard pattern of Mo Zhishu's house is similar to that of Mo Guoqiang's house, but it is much better than that of Mo Guoqiang's brothers, in the twilight, the five rooms on the tile and the wings on both sides are uniformly lit up with electric lights, the light pours out from the door, shines in the yard, you can observe the scene in the yard well, everything is placed neatly, the ground is clean and refreshing, there is a well on the right side of the courtyard gate that is built with stone strips, and the well water is very old-fashioned with a rope to lift the well water, although it is ancient, but it is very convenient to use water, and you don't need to carry a bucket to go out to carry water.

The scrivener knows how to live, and of course he must have a certain financial ability to dig the family well.

Mo Zhishu said to Mo Ah Gong: "Second brother, you will live on my brother's side tonight, although the two rooms have been empty for a long time, but my mother-in-law is diligent, cleaning at both ends in three days, the cotton mat is often dried, it is very clean, and you can sleep when you open the bunk!"

Mo Ah Gong said repeatedly: "No need to open a bunk, no need to open a bunk! Just borrow a bed frame, we all have it, there are mats and quilts, the old woman recognizes the bed, she needs her own quilt to sleep!"

Mo Zhishu only regarded this as a polite excuse, and didn't say much, and went to call his wife to come over to make specific arrangements.

Mo Xiaoman slowly recalled at this time: Mo Zhishu had an old brother who worked as a worker in the city and married a girl in the city, and the family became non-agricultural, although they lived in the city, Mo Zhishu still divided the ancestral house into two rooms for his brother, even if he didn't come back often, he cleaned it for three or five days, making it clean and refreshing inside and out.

The brothers are called brothers, friends, brothers

Mo Xiaoman just saw a desktop radio on the desk in the branch scrivener's hall, a round glass-covered table clock, a permanent brand bicycle under the wooden building, and a shining sewing machine against the wall in a room with an open door, which was a South China brand!

In this era, these are all good things that are in demand, and if you want to buy them, you can't just have money, you have to have indicators, and you also need to have industrial vouchers! And these two conditions can only be easily obtained by non-agricultural household registration in the city!

If Mo Zhishu didn't have the support of his younger brother, who was a worker in the city, no matter how powerful he was, it would be impossible for his family to have several sought-after commodities at the same time!

However, the Mo branch family has a lot of children, and the couple has seven children! The eldest and the second are married, the third and fourth are married and have grandchildren, the fifth is graduating from junior high school and working at home while waiting for job recommendations, the sixth is in elementary school, and the seventh is ...... Just four years old!

Both of them have become grandmothers, and the last daughter is even younger than grandchildren!

Approaching the house, a few little dolls immediately pounced, the branch secretary hugged his little daughter, and had to free up a hand to hold his granddaughter, and then ran over two male dolls dragging slugs, one called Grandpa, the other called Grandpa......

Mo Xiaoman looked at the branch secretary who couldn't cope with it in a hurry, and felt that this family gave him too much joy, and couldn't help but want to laugh, he was about to get drunk!

Mo Guoqiang's family also has many children, but their family has never given Mo Xiaoman such a feeling of joy and happiness, not in two lifetimes!