Chapter 34: The Sixty Peasant Mother-in-law (11)
Qiao Mu lived his comfortable life leisurely, and went to the county to change the ticket every once in a while, and bought some special food at this time to taste, and did not have to go to work or anything, and lived a comfortable life.
Qiao Yong's family is dying!
for their family will build a house.
Generally speaking, the house is to ask the people in the village to help, and then the main family only needs to prepare lunch for the villagers, but now everything is collective, and no food is allowed to stay at home, otherwise there is a suspicion of digging a corner of socialism, how can they have anything to prepare lunch, not even lunch, Qiao Yong is embarrassed to ask the village people to help, and there is no way to repay this personal debt.
Therefore, it is natural that the family is a little more tired, and the family gets up the house together in their free time at work, but fortunately, they have many families, and there are ten men over the age of sixteen alone, plus more than a dozen women and children, but they are also busy.
But I was so busy that I was still very tired, and the food on weekdays was not very good, and when a brick house and three mud brick houses were built, the family was already thin, black and thin.
On this day, that is, two days after the house was up, when it was ready to move in, Qiao Yong invited the captain and the old village chief of the village to their house, ready to preside over the division of the family and property.
Because there are still a lot of things to be busy at this time, there is no time to come and watch, only a few families who live nearby come to watch and discuss why their family is dividing and so on.
"Daddy...... How did this break up? ”
Tie Zhu was a little apprehensive, although his mother-in-law often said in his ear a few years ago that the family would not be separated, but he still didn't think much about the separation of the family, before the separation, his father and mother were in charge of all the big and small affairs, he just had to work, but after the separation, he was not sure to stand up!
Qiao Yong glanced at him and said directly:
"When you're older, you should naturally divide it, don't you have to wait for us to die before dividing it, your grandmother split up earlier than us!
While we are still alive and still able to work, we may divide the house, so that we may give you time to stand up, so that you will not go back and wait until we are dead and then we will be noisy. There are no good things in our family, just these six brick houses, one person and three rooms for your two families, the new one is for the eldest grandson of the old family to get married, and it will be distributed to the old family, and the remaining five rooms are divided by yourself.
In addition to the house, there is nothing else worth sharing in the house, and you can see for yourself what you want to take it yourself, but our old couple don't move their things, and there is also money.
It cost a lot of money to start the house, and now there is a total of 120 yuan left in the house, and your mother and I will share the 20 yuan in the fraction, and the remaining 100 yuan will be divided into 50 yuan for each of you.
What's more, you two brothers have to remember to give some pension money every year, and don't forget the New Year's festival or something, just like the old people in the village.
So be it!
Village Chief, you can see it! ”
Because many decisions had been made earlier, Qiao Yong did not pause in his speech now, and after a while, he finished all the things he wanted to say, and looked at the village chief.
Qiao Fuhua, that is, the old village chief, nodded with a smile, and said with emotion and satisfaction:
"Of course you can, it's rare for the family to see that you are so fair, and almost everything is evenly divided, so what's wrong."
Qiao Fuhua He has presided over the division of the family many times, many people, more or less will have a preference for one of the children, although the palms and backs of the hands are meat, but some people love the meat of the palms more, so it is inevitable that there will be some bias when dividing the family, either they will be partial to the eldest son and give more things to the eldest son, or they will be partial to the younger son and give more things to the younger son, after all, few families can achieve real fairness and justice.
Qiao Yong's separation is already a rare justice he has seen over the years.
"Daddy......"
Iron Pillar seemed to want to say something more.
Qiao Yong didn't give him a chance to speak:
"Old woman, bring the money box!"
As he spoke, he had already reached out and took out the box containing the money from Wang Tao's hand, took out all the money inside, counted a total of ten pieces of Da Lian, and divided five pieces for the two brothers, Tie Zhu and Tie Dan, exactly fifty yuan each.
In this way, this family is divided.
Now it is different from the past, in the past, the family had to write documents, and they had to go to the county government in the county to set up a household or something, because after the separation, many taxes had to be calculated separately, but now there is no need to be so troublesome, because now the field is the state, there is nothing to talk about, and the tax on people does not need to be calculated separately, so it is okay to live separately.
After the separation was completed, the captain and the old village chief just got up and left, there was no way, there was no food to eat if they stayed here, if they were to put it aside, they could still have a meal here after the separation, but now everything belongs to the collective, and they really can't even mix a meal.
After that, it was to divide the house, divide the things and move the things, and live in the house, Qiao Yong and the others also moved out of the brick house they live in now and moved to a new mud brick house on the side.
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On the other hand, after two submission failures, Qiao Mu finally received his first manuscript fee here at the post office.
A whole five dollars.
1,000 words and 5 cents, 10,000 words of vernacular literature is exactly five yuan.
"Hahaha, I finally have the knowledge!
I'll vote for this in the future.,It's a pity that there are no story-based literary magazines now.,I've heard that story-based magazines are several times higher than ordinary literary magazines.,It's a pity that it's not a good idea in the past few years! ”
After Qiao Mu was happy, he also felt a little pity, but unfortunately there are no story magazines yet!
Compared with ordinary literature, Qiao Mu still prefers to write stories, and because she has experienced so many worlds, the stories she writes are far more real than ordinary people, which is incomparable to others, but unfortunately there is no place for heroes now.
However, Qiao Mu didn't stay low for long, and after throwing a few newly written manuscripts into the mailbox, she quickly ran to the black market, ready to continue to sell all kinds of rice and flour grains.
Sold with the mentality of relieving the common people.
That's right, it's relief for the common people.
Qiao Mu really felt that she was doing a good deed by selling grain in the black market, because now in the whole county, no matter what kind of grain it is, it is in short supply, and many people spend not very high prices from her, and after buying food, they are all grateful.
Compared with the price of three or two yuan a pound of brown rice sold by others, she only sells a piece of five-pound polished rice and five cents a pound of coarse grain, which is really not too cheap, and many people are waiting for her on the black market, so she can buy grain to make a living!