It’s No Use Calling Me Mom

As the new year approaching, Sun Pingchuan swayed all the way to the production team compound with his head down and his eyes rolled.

, the members were excited and happy.

The members at the top of the line quickly received their own share of the money and grain, and Sun Pingchuan, who could not lift his head up, saw the most clearly the money in the hands of the members and piled up in the bread on the ground.

The piles of food with thick banknotes stimulated Sun Pingchuan's nerves.

No wonder Sun Pingchuan behaved so badly, he was really scared these days.

Work, even if you have no money to spend, you can still eat enough.

None of the two adult sons was willing to follow them, and soon they moved out with their wives and children. It doesn't matter if the two go, the Sun family directly lost four adult labor force The Sun family is left with a half-crippled Sun Pingchuan couple, five flowers of gold, silver, jade and green, and their youngest son, Sun Xiaojun.

Although Honeysuckle is an adult, the work they do in the field is not very good. Ordinary women can get eight or nine work points, and these two girls can get six or seven at most. indivual.

It’s fortunate that they distribute the money and food according to the four labors and sixties of each person, otherwise they point to two daughters who are not good at work to support the whole family, I am afraid that the whole family will not have to be **** The neck went to drink the northwest wind, and this was just barely enough to drink water and not starve to death.

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Sun Pingchuan lowered his head and rolled his eyes at the end of the queue, finally it was his turn, the accountant took out his abacus and swiped, and finally gave him three yuan and two cents and half a bag of buds come out.

Sun Pingchuan stood beside the rotten wooden table of the accountant with the money, lowered his head and rolled his eyes, shouting, "How do you calculate? Why do I only have this amount of money?"

The fortune fingers are flying like a crackling, and it's over again.

After calculating the account, the accountant looked at the result on the abacus, rolled his eyes and said to Sun Pingchuan: "The result is the same, I'll just say, how could I be wrong? Today is the last Once the money was distributed, I even counted it twice a few days earlier, now, you see, the result is the same several times."

"You must have miscalculated." Sun Pingchuan said, "Otherwise, why would I only be three yuan and two cents and a half bag of buds?"

Allocated, the last distribution of money and food is based on the total work points this year. How many work points does your family have this year? You don't have any points in your heart? Why are you messing around with me?"

The accountant who was questioned about his incompetence took the abacus and flicked his sleeves and left, leaving Sun Pingchuan dumbfounded. .

I won't last until the new food comes down next year.

What about their family? Can you really starve to death if you drink wind and fart? Thinking of this, Sun Pingchuan became anxious, and when he was anxious, he twisted even more.

Sun Pingchuan slanted all the way from the production team compound to find the brigade headquarters. The clan brother Sun Fugui, who has been promoted to the brigade party secretary, is holding a meeting with several brigade cadres, and Sun Pingchuan is guarding the brigade headquarters. in the courtyard until the end of the noon meeting.

As soon as the meeting was over, he went up and grabbed Sun Fugui: "Fugui brothers."

"Brother Pingchuan is here, come, sit here." Sun Fugui helped him into a room, arranged for him to sit down, and poured him a cup of hot water.

Ah, the family is broken, and I can't make it through the year. I hoped that the end of the year will be able to last for some time, but you can see."

Sun Pingchuan unfolded the few banknotes in his hand for Sun Fugui to see clearly: "A total of three yuan and two cents and a half bag of buds were distributed to me, what can I do with this money? At the end of the year, our family will be cut off, brother, you are the secretary of the brigade now, you can't ignore me!"

Sun Pingchuan's tears fell as he spoke, coupled with his semi-crippled body, how pitiful?

Sun Fugui looked at his brother in such a miserable state, his eyes were red, he cleared his throat and said: "Brother, it's not that I won't help you, I tried my best, you owe the one in the brigade Thousands of dollars, I have already made the decision to wipe it for you."

"Did you cancel the account to me?" Sun Pingchuan was stunned when he heard the words. For more than 1,000 yuan, a regular worker in the city would have to work for three years to get it. If it was really eliminated for him, then this kind of favor was a big deal.

"Yeah." Sun Fugui sighed and nodded: "The county has issued a notice that after the new year, we have to divide the responsibility fields in the whole county and completely cancel the large collective. Taking this opportunity, I propose to wipe out all the money owed by the members to the production team.”

"Everyone's debts have been wiped off?" Sun Pingchuan rolled his eyes to look at Sun Fugui again. If everyone's arrears were wiped off, then he didn't need to pay Sun Fugui. favor?

"If you don't wipe other people's, how can you wipe you alone?" Sun Fugui didn't know what Sun Pingchuan was thinking, and he sighed again: "You owe the most money in the entire team, and you have enough money. More than 1,000 yuan, this is just in time for this point, if it hadn't been for the households to cancel the large collective, how could such a large sum of money be wiped away?"

Be sincere.

Sun Fugui waved his hands again and again: "We are all brothers, so there is no need to say more about these polite words. If you can help you, you don't need to say anything. I will definitely not stand by."

I can't come to you either, so please help me think of a way, brother."

"The two of you are not in good health, and you don't have a serious strong worker at home, so life is really difficult." Sun Fugui sighed and nodded: "The production team can't be counted on. The money and food have been emptied, I will go to the second army of the army to talk to you and make peace with you, even if the family is separated, you have to support your parents."

Sun Fugui carried half a bag of buds to Sun Pingchuan home, and then came to Sun Dajun's house at the west end of the village without stopping.

Sun Dajun and his wife warmly received him, and when Sun Fugui said his intentions, Sun Dajun sighed with red eyes and complained to him: "Uncle Fugui, it's not that I don't support my parents, it's really intentional. Powerless, look at my life?"

Sun Dajun pointed to the roof that could see the skylight and choked: "I'm out of the house, and now I still live in a thatched house that leaks. I don't even have a bed in my house. It's New Year's Eve, and I can't even afford a new piece of clothes for my children, but I want to support my parents, so what should I support?"

"In this case, or Dajun, you should move home and live. Your parents are not in good health, and the younger siblings are also young. You can help each other when you move back home, right? "Sun Fugui strongly persuaded him.

My younger brothers and sisters work tirelessly, and I look forward to repaying the arrears of the production team as soon as possible.”

"Where are my parents? They have great opinions on me every day. I've been working hard all day. When I get home, they reprimand me like a child. After a scolding, they all say that they are in the next generation, other people's grandparents kiss their grandsons, and my boy doesn't dare to go to grandpa at all. If a word is wrong, his grandma will scold him and hit him if he opens his mouth and raises his hand, and I go back to work. What? Go back and make them angry?"

Sun Dajun didn't want to go back. The family has a house to live in. The problem is that there are a pair of semi-crippled parents who are short-tempered, and six younger brothers and sisters to be married. As the eldest son, don't you have to take care of everything when you go back?

Do you have to work from poverty to nothing? Since you have to start from scratch, why not just build your own little family?

Sun Dajun shook his head like a rattle and bit him to death, but he didn't go back.

Sun Fugui is not a very good talker himself, and he has nothing to do with his clan nephew who has eaten his heart. Stubble.

"You are wrong, Mr. Fugui." Sun Dajun smiled maliciously: "The first person in our village not to support his parents, isn't it my parents?"

Sun Fugui was choked by Sun Dajun, and he stood up with a dark face to leave, Sun Dajun chased after him and handed him a cloth bag: "Uncle Fugui, when I moved out, there was a I don't have any money, it's all borrowed food. I have paid back all the food that the team has distributed this time. There are 10 catties of wheat in it that I plan to grind into white flour and save it for the Chinese New Year. You can give it to my parents. Bar."

Sun Fugui carried the ten catties of wheat and turned to go to Sun Erjun's house in the east of the village. When Yang Cuilian, the daughter-in-law of the second army, saw that he came to the door with a bag of things, she immediately laughed until she could not see her teeth. .

She took a few steps forward and grabbed the bag in Sun Fugui's hand: "Uncle Fugui, you are here, you are too polite to see you, come here, and bring something to do What."