Chapter Seventy-Seven: Stumbling into the Collective
The waterwheel turned up, and the waterwheel mill built next to it officially started, not only to take over the work outside, but also to grind the noodles. also ground the food at home, and let Dong Xiaoying make new food.
It is the matchbox compressed biscuit that Fang Mingyuan remembered in his childhood. In fact, it is not a compressed biscuit, it is a very dry multigrain cake, because it is baked firmly, it cannot be baked in very large pieces, as big as a matchbox.
The young adults who carried the anti-hunger food, the young adults who cut down the trees, and the little girls who collected firewood and dug wild vegetables all went into the mountains, and the harm to the hares and pheasants was not light, and they also beat back the stupid roe deer.
Fang Yue began to get busy, and asked his father to build a steaming pot with iron pipes for the small baking room, and was busy refining essential oils every day. I used the walnut oil I bought at the market to make soap, and I bought a lot of lard for my own money, saying that I would make soap.
Fang Mingyuan bought a lot of alkaline noodles again, and alkali should be put in soap and soap, otherwise how to wash them.
The girls followed the footsteps of the mountain, picking flowers, gynostemma, mushrooms, and wild vegetables, and when they returned, they carried baskets on their backs and collected firewood all the way home.
On the third day of the ninth lunar month, there were obviously a lot more people coming to the market, and most of them were with children. On the wooden board at the entrance of the town, there are more and more sizes, two ways to write from one to ten, and there are children who keep teaching people to read and write in front of the wooden board.
That night, everyone circled around the new home they had built, going out and going in and looking at it non-stop, as if they couldn't get enough of it.
The patriarch began to beat the gong again, shouting that the meeting was open.
"Oops! We've been here for a month! We're here on the fifth day of the new year! Okay, let's talk about the fixed work division system discussed at the last meeting, that is, to get money according to the work points, our pastry room, everyone takes half of the shares, and Mingyuan's family takes half of it, no opinion! ”
After the patriarch shouted, in the conference room, the people who were squatting or sitting did not say a word, and everyone hadn't finished reading it!
There was a platform where the patriarch was, with a long table, and behind him was a large blackboard, as well as stacks of books, pen, ink, paper, and inkstones. There are round tabletops against the wall of the conference room, and the four-legged legs are folded and leaning against the tabletop.
"Ask you! Why don't you say anything? ”
Someone came back to his senses, pointed to the things on the long table and asked, "Those are for the children?" ”
The patriarch struck the gong and shouted what he had just said again.
Everyone shouted that there was no opinion, the Mingyuan family should not give us the money, the secret recipe of the Mingyuan family, take half is too little, take it all, and it would be good to send us a few copper plates to calculate the salary.
The chaotic discussion could not be suppressed, and the patriarch could only strike the gong again.
"Let's talk about the important thing first, the work is decided, Mingyuan will get ten points, Qian Chuanzi, Stuffy, Mingjiang, Zhao Quanyou, and Wang Xuzhi will get nine points."
After the patriarch finished shouting, Fang Mingyuan looked at the blackboard with a bamboo stick, "Do you know your name?" There are on the blackboard. What I want to explain is why Qian String and Stuffy get nine points.
Qian Chuanzi wants to teach children arithmetic, and he should take Mr.'s salary, right? The accounts in our village are also managed by money strings. The most important point is that Qian Chuanzi and Stuffy are one person and one household, each of them has 30 acres of land, and now everyone implements the collective system, and we are taking advantage of others.
Besides, he did more than anyone else, and he should take more. ”
Qian Chuanzi was not calm, "Uncle, what are you talking about?" What does it mean to have one person per household? ”
Fang Mingyuan smiled, "Even if you are the villagers of our village, the government will naturally divide the land to you." ”
Qian Chuanzi still had to ask, Fang Mingyuan waved his hand and signaled to go down.
Chang'an was very busy, and was stopped by Fang Mingcai first, let him tell him which was his name on the blackboard, and asked him how many points he had taken.
The money string was pulled away and asked to read the words on the blackboard.
After a lot of noise, Mrs. Niu calmly looked at the silver money on the long table, and thought beautifully in her heart, you should hurry up and divide the money! After the distribution, I have to go back to share the money with my daughter-in-law!
The broken gong struck again, and the main event began, dividing the money.
"We earned a thousand taels on the way, and everyone knows that during this time, our flowers came from here, plus the purchase of grain, one thousand taels left two hundred and thirty-one taels.
Taking advantage of the cheap grain in autumn, I ordered another 3,000 catties of coarse grain, and the villagers sent it in the past two days, and I wanted to take another 170 taels. The rest is the money we make along the way.
Of course, there is also the grain stored in the manhole and the vegetables stored in the cellar. The vegetable seeds bought, as well as our winter livelihood, and the money to buy bright paper in the vegetable greenhouse, are all here. ”
After Fang Mingyuan finished speaking, he pointed to another pile of silver coins and said loudly: "Now, I propose that all men stand up and bow to our old lady and daughter-in-law." ”
Fang Mingyuan and Chang'an bowed to Mrs. Niu first, and then bowed to Dong Xiaoying, who was waving her hand and hiding back.
Everyone followed along, and no one asked, why do you want to do it!
"We want to thank the old lady and daughter-in-law for earning us back the money, they have worked hard." Saying that, Fang Mingyuan clenched his fists and turned in a circle towards the old lady and the women.
Mrs. Niu burst into tears of joy, what is this for! It's really interesting, people who read books just know the whole scene.
The patriarch told everyone, "These books, pen, ink, paper, and inkstones were all bought by the children themselves, and there are one hundred and eighty taels here, which are also earned by the children by burning charcoal."
Burning charcoal and selling cakes, a total of 870 taels can be taken out and distributed to everyone. Why is it eight hundred and seventy taels! Because we want to take down thirty percent of the public fund, that's what Mingyuan's nephew said, whoever is sick or something, our public family will pay for treatment. ”
Then there is the division of money, here is half of the profit of the pastry house, according to the division of work, after the chief, take the salary list of the painted grid, read the name to send money, and let the handprint.
When the men were holding the money and their faces were flushed with excitement, the children appeared.
Fang Yue and Chang'an gave everyone books, pens, red copper ink boxes, ten pieces of paper per person, no ink, they had to wait for the adults to empty the pot, and boiled the ink blocks that were broken into small pieces after they bought them, and boiled out the ink.
The children stood in three rows with their books in their arms and began to sing loudly:
Your new schoolbag, someone will bring it to you, someone will give you a flower umbrella in the rain, and you will eat three fresh fillings...... This person is the mother, this person is the mother......
The fat daughter-in-law Liu Yanyan pulled the Mingshan daughter-in-law next to her, and whispered: "Come on, I just sent out the money, I want a new schoolbag, and I want to eat three fresh fillings, let's arrange it tomorrow!" ”
Mingshan's daughter-in-law wiped her tears and said: "Eat, make dumplings, eat three fresh fillings, I will remove the quilt and make a schoolbag when I go back." ”
Singing praises to my mother, of course, we can't forget to pat my father's ass.
The children took a break and then sang:
My old father, the person I love the most, there are ten points of sweetness in the world, and you only eat three points...... There are three points of bitterness in life, but you have eaten ten points, I have not done enough to be your child in this life, I beg you to be my father in the next life.
The father didn't finish singing a song, why didn't others say it first, Fang Mingyuan finished crying, Mrs. Niu said, I know you are moved, I don't know if I think you are dead, Dad! Your father died, and you didn't cry like this!
Belch! Fang Mingyuan hiccuped from crying, opened his mouth to speak, but didn't make a sound, grinning and crying and pointing at his daughter, son.
Dong Xiaoying hugged her daughter and kissed her, and pulled Mrs. Niu to stand on the podium.
The broken gong reached Mrs. Niu's hand, and after a few knocks, Mrs. Niu shouted: "Don't howl, what!" The child gave you a sweet word, and I can't find the north, the people in the pastry shop are here, we have paid the salary, go back and compare with your man, who takes more. ”
Naturally, the pastry chef earned more, and Zhao Quan's daughter-in-law earned forty-nine taels of silver. The least daughter-in-law earned eleven taels and two dollars.
Zhang took the silver money and held it to Mrs. Niu with both hands, "Mother, I don't know how to spend it, you can take it!" ”
Mrs. Niu took a sip of her eldest daughter-in-law, "I won't hold it for you, I don't have a place to hide my silver!" The house is built, what do you want in the house, hurry up and buy it! ”
Mrs. Song pushed away the silver money given by her daughter-in-law and granddaughter-in-law, and said loudly: "I don't take it, you save it, and I don't care if I look for my mother's family in the future, whether I give it to my mother's family or keep it for myself."
However, I remind you, don't take the money to inquire about your mother's family now, it's useless, I just inquired, we are still messing over there, and the dart game doesn't dare to forget to go over there.
Don't spend money indiscriminately because you miss your mother's family, save it! If you save money, I won't talk about you when you give it to your mother's family. ”
"Mother!"
Fang Minghai's daughter-in-law took the lead, Mingjiang's daughter-in-law, and grandson's daughter-in-law Changkuan fell to their knees and cried again.