In winter, it gets dark early, and when An Jiajia arrives home, the sun has already set, and she can't see the food clearly when she eats dinner. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

There is only one oil lamp at home, which He Xianglan and An Guodong bought when they got married, in order to save oil lamps, after eating, the four children sat on the table to do their homework, and the oil lamp would be lit on the table, and He Xianglan would sit next to him and sew clothes at this time.

"Dad, are you going to cut rice in two days?" An Yingying finished his homework and asked An Guodong.

An Guodong was weaving a bamboo basket on the side, and without raising his head, he said: "Well, you can come back if you can, and if you can't come back, the two of us can do it." ”

"It's okay to take a day off," An Yingying made up his mind to take a day off.

When I returned to school the next day, Teacher Feng asked, "It's going to be busy with farming soon, and the school has a two-day holiday, so you can go home and work hard, do you know?" ”

"Got it, Teacher Feng!" An Jiajia soon ushered in her first busy farm vacation.

Harvesting rice in winter is different from summer, where the sun is at its hottest, but there is no need to worry about winter.

An Jiajia put on the most shabby clothes outside, wrapped a towel around her neck, and followed her family to the fields.

An Jiajia rarely comes to the field, firstly, when she comes to the family, it is not her turn to do this little bean dice, and secondly, she doesn't know what to do when she comes to the field, so she simply walks around at home or in the mountains.

The water in the paddy field had already dried up, and when it arrived in the field, it was bright and the temperature in the morning was relatively low, and An Jiajia endured the cold and began to work.

Just like in the summer, An Jiajia is still the one who picks up ears of wheat and works behind everyone's butts. The labor force of the settlement family is very good, and the winter is not so hot, so the rice is harvested in the morning.

However, there is a bad place in winter, the sunlight is not as strong as in summer, and the rice in the yard is difficult to dry when it is thick, so the front yard and the backyard are all sunburned, and the chickens and ducks are also driven to cages to raise.

The rice must be harvested at night, and the morning dew is so heavy that it gets wet all at once, but it doesn't rain much in winter, so you don't have to worry about it like in summer.

The farm was busy, An Jiajia and they continued to go to school, and An Guodong and He Xianglan were busy at home with the crops in the field, potatoes and sweet potatoes.

There are sweet potatoes at home, An Jiajia will never eat Li Zhibing's sweet potatoes anymore, she thinks that Li Zhibing has worked so hard to get sweet potatoes, it is better to let him eat more by himself.

An Jiajia felt that Li Zhibing was very pitiful, Wang Shuiqin scolded him if he was fine, it was so cold in winter, he was still very thinly dressed, and he must not be able to eat enough at home.

Eating less and working more, it is Li Zhibing, An Jiajia doesn't know how she can help him, so she can only teach him to read and write with all her heart, hoping that when he grows up, he can go out of the village and live a good life of his own.

The final exam at the end of December, you can have a holiday after the exam, and the exam is very simple for An Jiajia, and the exam is completed at once. With the full score of the exam paper, An Jiajia happily went home, and finally had a holiday!

The Spring Festival was in mid-January, the weather was cold, and An Jiajia didn't want to go anywhere, so she stayed at home to help with work.

Although everyone has little money in this era, the Spring Festival is still the most important festival, and everyone begins to prepare for the Spring Festival after finishing the work in the fields.

An Jiajia followed An Guodong to pay the public grain, and this time she could not go home quickly like the last time, because at the end of the year, the production team still had to calculate everyone's labor points.

Although everyone is currently planting their own fields, the production team sometimes arranges some work, such as cutting trees and building roads in the mountains, and only those who are present can calculate the work points.

These work points are deducted from the cloth stamps and salt stamps that are collected in the production team during the year, and the rest will be returned to each household at the end of the year.

An Guodong is very energetic in his work, as long as the production team arranges the work, he will definitely do it, he can be worth two adult men alone, so the work is naturally more.

In addition, the family's grain crops are planted well, and the money exchanged for work points is the children's tuition fees, and if it is not enough, they take the food to school to pay.

An Jiajia was very sad after reading it, and made up her mind that she must let them live a good life in the future! An Guodong took the money back and handed it to He Xianglan, and He Xianglan was responsible for everything he needed to buy for the New Year.

When there were still ten days left before the Chinese New Year, people from the village came to collect pigs, and everyone went up to inquire about the price of pork.

"How much is a pound?"

"Two cents a pound of pork!"

"It's a bit low!"

"Fellow, we have all come to your door, you give me the pig, turn your head and take the money, clap your hands and leave, how trouble-free!"

An Guodong listened to what they said, frowned, turned around and went home. When He Xianglan saw him coming back, she hurriedly asked, "How much does pork cost a catty?" ”

"Two cents a pound," An Guodong drank a cup of tea and sat down, "I'll go to the market tomorrow and ask to see if there is anything higher." ”

"Be careful, I heard...... Hold it very tightly," He Xianglan whispered.

"I will, don't worry!"

An Jiajia sat in the corner, listening to their conversation, and suddenly understood. It's 1976, no, it's 1977 in the new calendar, but there has been no reform and opening up, and private trading will still be regulated.

Especially a "big deal" like selling a big fat pig, I'm afraid it will be easy to be targeted, An Guodong also makes a little more money, otherwise he won't take risks.

Two cents a pound of pork? An Jiajia doesn't know how much money it sells for in the market, but An Guodong will take risks, which shows that the price is indeed a bit low.

But the man who drove the tractor to the village to collect the fat pigs still received five or six big fat pigs that day, all of whom were people who had difficulty driving the fat pigs to the slaughterhouse in the town to sell.

The rest of the people are still waiting, hoping that someone with a higher price can buy it, but An Jiajia feels hanging.

The next day, the family went to the market again, but this time they went to the market in the town instead of the last market. An Guodong asked He Xianglan to take An Jiajia and An Jiahe in the car, and he took An Yingying and An Yingyong to walk, so that he could save some money.

So when An Jiajia got up, An Guodong and they had already set off, and An Jiajia thought that maybe An Guodong was going to inquire about the purchase price of pork.

Anyway, after coming here for half a year, I only went "shopping" for the second time, and An Jiajia was very excited. When I came to the entrance of the village, there were already several people standing here waiting for the bus.

The tractor drove over "suddenly", An Jiajia smelled the smell of diesel from a long distance, and it cost five cents to sit on a tractor, He Xianglan was very painful, and talked to the middle-aged uncle who drove for a long time, and they only collected a dime, and the two children counted five cents.