Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

"We seem to be able to do business. Some time ago, the fourth aunt exchanged eggs for some candies from the town. They didn't ask for tickets." Yang Dongxu can grasp the major events and the development direction of the times, but he can't grasp such practical details.

I don’t know anything about it, so I can only talk about it based on the information I know now.

"Oh...then what do you think?" Zhou Yiren continued to ask.

"I want Grandpa to take some fish to the town and see if they can be sold to the supply and marketing cooperative or exchanged for other things. For example, isn't there a textile factory in the town? We can use the fish to exchange them for some cloth."

People here need tickets to eat fish, but we don’t want tickets, so they should give us tickets in exchange.”

These words are no longer Yang Dongxu's nonsense, but his thoughts after learning that people in the village keep taking things and starting to exchange them in the town. But for a while, he didn't know how to tell the uncle, and the slap from the uncle was quite...

painful.

After listening to Yang Dongxu's words, Zhou Yiren looked a little seizing the opportunity. He didn't know what he thought of and waved his hand to him. Today's classwork ended early.

Not long after Yang Dongxu left the farm tool house, Zhou Yiren showed a determined look in his eyes, got up and rummaged through a pile of newspapers, and finally walked to the grandfather's house with a few newspapers in hand.

That was not a national newspaper such as the People's Daily, but a newspaper in Anhui Province. The largest piece of it was the report that Anhui Province recently recognized and vigorously promoted household contracting.

After a while, Zhou Yiren returned to his residence, and the uncle hurriedly went to the district. Yes, he did not go to the town or the countryside, but went directly to the district.

When it was getting late, several bicycles appeared on the dirt road in Yangjiacun and Chen Weimin came.

"Is this the teacher's new student?" Chen Weimin was a little surprised when he saw that the person his teacher asked to shout was actually a five or six-year-old kid. Although he had heard that his teacher had accepted a student, he didn't

I thought that when I was discussing important matters with the teacher, the teacher actually asked this little kid to come and listen.

Although Chen Weimin was a student of Zhou Yiren, he was not a standard intellectual. Although he was also a learned person, compared to Zhou Yiren, who was a scholar, he was more inclined to pursue an official career.

When Chen Weimin looked at Yang Dongxu, Yang Dongxu was also looking at him. Unlike his teacher Zhou Yiren, who had a scholarly and elegant look, Chen Weimin, who was only about 165cm tall, looked much more powerful, especially his small eyes, which were particularly sharp when he was serious.

"Don't underestimate him, he's still wearing leather." Zhou Yiren said.

Although the words were meant to be critical, anyone could hear the pride in his tone. Yes, he was proud, despite the fact that Zhou Yiren not only taught Yang Dongxu a lesson every day, but also used a bamboo board as a corporal punishment.

But he was extremely satisfied with his student Yang Dongxu, especially every time after Yang Dongxu read the newspaper, he would always hear some simple words that could be combined with the general direction of the times. Zhou Yiren felt very fond of his student in his heart.

Extremely fond of it.

"Oh!" After hearing his teacher's words, Chen Weimin couldn't help but look at Yang Dongxu carefully. He knew his teacher's temper. He was not someone who praised others easily, let alone was proud of him.

It's a pity that he doesn't have any clairvoyance, and he doesn't get along with Yang Dongxu day and night, so he can't see the halo of light like the Buddha from the head of this little kid in patchwork clothes.

"You will know after a long time, let's start talking about things." Zhou Yiren pointed to his side, Yang Dongxu ran over and sat next to him. Chen Weimin's secretary walked out and stood a little further away from the door, Yang Dongxu's big

Grandpa and Chen Weimin were sitting on a small stool.

The matter discussed was very simple, but it surprised Yang Dongxu. Zhou Yiren actually proposed to open the rural market, not allowing the district to encourage it, but requiring the district to acquiesce and not suppress it.

The things traded were very simple, just some eggs, wild animals and fish from the countryside. The food could not be moved for the time being. However, during the transaction, no bills were used, only money, which made Chen Weimin frown.

Because this is no small matter!

...

It was talked about until midnight, but Chen Weimin did not stay overnight. He took the only household appliance in Yangjia Village, the flashlight from his grandfather's house and rushed back to the district overnight with his secretary.

After that night of deep talk, Yangjiacun returned to peace. After Yang Dongxu returned home, his anxious parents didn't ask anything. Apparently they got the advice from his grandfather.

Another half month passed when I took my sister and continued studying at noon. During this period, Chen Weimin came only once. He never came again after that. One day half a month later, the grandfather who came back from a trip to the district suddenly summoned the villagers

The male labor force in the house held a meeting. Except for a few elderly grandfathers, the mainstay of every family was called over.

"Will something happen if this happens?" Yang Dongxu's grandfather, Yang Lanzhen, puffed on his pipe and asked with some worry after the grandfather spoke.

There is some disagreement between Yang Dongxu's family and his grandfather's family. To be precise, it is Yang's mother and Yang Dongxu's grandmother. Since ancient times, there has never been peace between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, so they usually don't talk at all except for walking around during holidays.

From Yang Dongxu's memory, there are many instances where his father would quarrel or even fight with his mother when he came back when he was called to his grandfather's house in Laozhai. Therefore, he has not been close to his grandfather's house since he was a child.

However, regardless of the normal relationship and any conflicts, Yang Dongxu's grandfather was still very worried about his son when he heard his uncle named Yang Dongxu's father to participate in this matter.

In fact, the main reason for the discord between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in rural areas is materialistic. For example, when the family was separated, the grandparents were very stingy and did not even give them a desk, chair or bench. Another example is that Yang Dongxu’s parents wanted Grandma Yang Dongxu to help take care of their children so that they could work better.

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But Yang Dongxu's grandma didn't want to take her. She wanted to do some needlework or work in the fields to earn more. In short, it was all because of some trivial things that would seem trivial to later generations. At this time, it was related to vital interests and mutual compromise became

event.

"What's wrong with this matter..." The uncle said angrily, but he almost let it slip, so he knocked on the pipe in his hand: "That's how it's settled, Ming

We went down to the river to fish, and now we have two hundred kilograms, and one egg for each family. We will bring them here before tomorrow night. We will set off the day after tomorrow, and I will go with them. When I get back, I will be told that there is a gatekeeper.

Whoever chews his tongue will not be allowed to be buried in the cemetery when he dies."

The grandpa showed the dignity of being the leader of the village and made a decision without listening to other people's opinions.

"Why don't you tell Big Daddy (the name for uncles in rural areas) tomorrow that if you don't go, let him replace you? No, go and tell Big Daddy now." When she lay down to sleep at night, Yang Ma always felt like she was

I felt a little uneasy.

"Dad took care of it at the conference. If we regret it now, can we still hold our heads high in the village?" Yang's father had some thoughts, but he still shook his head and refused.

"It's better to be unable to hold your head up in the village than to have something happen to you. What will happen to our family if something happens to you?" Yang's mother began to wipe her tears.

"Isn't it possible?" Yang's father could not help but feel a little timid at this time, but after thinking about what his eldest father had said to him alone, he whispered into Yang's mother's ear and said: "Dad has said that this matter is approved by the commissioner.

Yes, I have already said hello and everything has been arranged over there."

"Really or not, Daddy won't fool you, right?" Yang's mother was still a little worried.

"My eldest father is not that kind of person. How about this? After fishing tomorrow noon, I will go to your parents' house to ask our father's opinion. If he doesn't agree, I will pretend to be sick and not go to town the day after tomorrow." Yang

Dad thought of a safer approach.

"Okay, go and ask tomorrow."

After a speechless night, my grandfather started organizing people to fish in the Locust River early the next morning. It didn't take much trouble. The fish in the river were almost mature and they were very big. It didn't take long to catch enough fish.

I made a few water tanks and put the fish in and poured some water to stop the fish from dying. Grandpa invited Mr. Zhou over and started taking names. Who brought eggs and put his fingerprints on them. At first, many people were timid. Grandpa

Once you lose your temper, no one will dare to complain.

Although materials are extremely scarce in this era, a family can still afford an egg. After all, every household in rural areas raises chickens.

Father Yang went to his father-in-law's house. Yang Dongxu didn't know what news he got, but he brought little grandfather Yang Dongxu back and set off for the town with the team early the next morning.

Today's Yangjia Village is extremely quiet. The hard-working villagers did not go to work in the fields and sat under the shade of the trees in the threshing floor. When the team that went to the town at noon had not returned, several women who left the village began to wipe their tears, including

Yang Ma.