There are two rooms on the west side, one is the bedroom of Mu Gen and his wife, and after being separated, Mu Yonghui and Mu Hongxia live there together.

As for the Mushui couple, they live in a small house built next to the kitchen, next to the kitchen, which is convenient for work.

From where he lives, he can see how humble the status of the Mushui family is in the whole family.

Mu Xiu made water and carried it into the kitchen, Mu Zhi had already put two large pots of boiled green vegetables and radishes into the back basket, and there was a large hand-held basket full of sweet potato flour steamed buns.

Just as Mu Xiu was squatting down and preparing to carry the basket, Mu Zhi's voice sounded, "You can go over after eating." ”

Between the words, Mu Zhi took out two sweet potato flour steamed buns and a small plate of green vegetables and radish and handed them to Mu Xiu, and then she picked out another meal and took it to Liu Qimei.

Before going out, Mu Zhi explained to Mu Xiu again: "Don't be in a hurry, eat slowly." ”

Mu Xiu watched Mu Zhi do this, and knew that Mu Zhi was going to trip up Liu Qimei, so as to make time for her to rest and eat, Mu Zhi's actions made Mu Xiu very unpredictable, but at the moment, he couldn't figure out anything by thinking about it, no matter what, everything was fine.

Mu Xiu saw that there was no one in the kitchen, she threw the sweet potato noodle steamed bun into the space, ate the white rice and sweet and sour pork ribs that were in the previous space, and finally drank a bowl of winter melon soup, so she went back to deliver the meal with satisfaction.

On the way back to deliver food, Mu Xiu unexpectedly heard a message.

"it, do you want to be responsible? My family didn't agree to anything. ”

"Yes, my father agreed!" The woman known as the Dogma replied.

"How much of your responsibility is divided? Where is the division? ”

Mu Xiu's head was lowered, and when he heard the conversation between the two, he quickly raised it, and Mu Xiu saw that not far in front, Chunhua Niang and Goudan Niang from the same village, each carrying a bamboo basket, seemed to be going to the field to deliver food, with a big basket, and the two walked side by side, and did not pay attention to Mu Xiu behind him.

"It's not divided according to the head, one person is divided into three points of land, and my family is divided into one acre and two points of land for our two sons and two children." Dogma said.

"More than one acre of land is a lot, no matter how much you and the dog dad, the two of you can't plant it, tsk, everything planted in the field in the future is your own." Chunhua Niang's tone was full of envy.

After all, the year-end dividends of the production team are calculated according to the labor division, and the money from each family's labor distribution, excluding the money that should be handed over when distributing rations, is the annual income.

The villagers used the dozens of dollars they had received from their hard work in a year, not only to prepare new clothes for the children, but also to buy New Year's goods, eight out of ten families were stretched, a pound of sugar, a pound of sauce, a top of cabbage (ten), a handful of green onions, plus two or three pounds of pork, just to deal with the New Year, three hundred and sixty-five days a year, just like that, year after year, repeating the days of poverty and hardship.

Mu Xiu quickly recalled that it was indeed the beginning of the family-oriented rural land contract responsibility system that used to go to school.

It's just that it takes a lot of time to measure the land, plan the budget, and then divide and contract to a family one by one, why hasn't her family moved at all?

"I heard that this responsible field is in charge of farming and management according to our own wishes, and we can plant whatever we want." Dogma continued.

"Alas, it's just that I have to pay the public grain twice a year, and I say that I have to pay 200 catties of grain per mu, and there is not much left after handing it over. Thinking of this, Chunhua Niang couldn't help sighing.

"It shouldn't be, I'll forget it with the dog's father, an acre of land generally produces more than 300 catties of grain, even if you pay 200 catties, the rest is more than the grain we earned from a year's hard work, and, as long as you have a little heart and serve the field well, it is not impossible to have more than 400 catties per acre."

"No, I must be more attentive to serving my own fields, listen to what you say...... No, I have to go back and tell the child's father, we will also go to contract the responsibility field, this day, I hope it will be better and better. Chunhua Niang's eyes suddenly lit up.

"As long as you follow the national policy, in the future, maybe you will have white flour steamed buns and meat to eat every day." The dog didn't know, what she said really became a reality in the future, people ate too much fine grain and meat, and vegetarianism became popular.

"Haha, you just think it's beautiful, as long as my family is full, I'll be satisfied." Chunhua Niang said with a smile.

"By the way, where is your land?" Chunhua Niang asked curiously.

"In the west of the village, I am also going to exchange a few points of land with Lao Lintou, so that my own land is best next to each other."

"You're right, I'll hurry up to find the child's father, and go to tell the branch secretary as soon as possible, our family will also contract, no matter how late it is, the land will be divided!" Chunhua Niang's tone was a little eager.

The two of them went farther and farther away, and Mu Xiu's heart also jumped up, if they could divide the family and contract the responsibility field at home, she could make one acre of land produce 800 to 1,000 catties of grain, if according to what the dog girl said just now, according to the head, their family is also 4 people, and they should be able to get one acre and two points of land, that is to say, as long as they pay enough 240 catties of grain, the rest will be theirs.

Mu Xiu couldn't help but speed up her pace, she was not at home these days, and her father Mu Shui should know the news, after all, the land had already been divided.

When I came to the ridge of the field, I saw my father and mother busy in the field from a distance, and the rest of the people had begun to walk towards the flat land at the edge of the field one after another.

Seeing Mu Xiu coming, Mu Aijun began to shout loudly. "I'm stupid, I can go for so long to get a meal, hurry up, I'm starving."

The few people sitting next to him also showed impatience on their faces.

"Dad, mother, it's time to eat." Mu Xiu put down the basket and bamboo basket and rushed to the ground and shouted.

"Go right now, that's all there is to it." Mu Shui responded from afar.

"I'll bring it to my father and mother to eat." Mu Xiu looked at the rest of the Mu family who had begun to gobble up, and his heart was full of disgust.

Mu Xiu picked up a few steamed buns, twisted some vegetables and ran to the field.

"We don't have enough to eat." Mu Aijun's dissatisfied voice came from behind.

Mu Xiucai didn't care, she ran to Zhou Shuilian's side, "Dad, mother, don't do it yet, hurry up and wash your hands, eat something and then do it." ”

"Show her father, you go eat first, I'll feed Xiaohua." Zhou Shuilian picked up the kettle beside her, washed her hands first, and handed it to Mu Shui.

"Mother, feed while eating, it's not in the way." Mu Xiu handed Zhou Shuilian a steamed bun.

When Zhou Shuilian left, Mu Xiu couldn't wait to start rushing Mu Shui and asked, "Dad, I heard that each family has shared the responsibility for the field?" ”