Scholars in the courtyard

After eating, the first thing Yang Xiaotao thought of was the situation in the countryside. According to the memory of his previous life, it should be entering a difficult period now.

"I wonder what Yangjiacun is like!"

When Yang Xiaotao was worried about Yangjia Village, Mr. Yang was sitting with the village cadres. Next to him, Yang Dazhuang read the order that had just been issued. Several of them looked sad.

"This is the situation. The higher authorities require that the public surplus grain be increased by 5%."

Yang Dazhuang exhaled. The situation in the village is not good now. There was a food shortage for almost a month last year. If this increases the burden again, the consequences...

Everyone was silent, their hearts heavy.

Mr. Yang took out the lighter given by Yang Xiaotao, lit the pot with a click, and clicked twice. The stiff tobacco made his throat sting.

Ahem

When Mr. Yang spoke out, everyone immediately looked over.

This is their backbone.

"Don't think about it. The decision made by the above must take into account the overall situation!"

"What we can do is give our full support!"

"Think about it, what kind of life we ​​lived in the past, and what kind of life we ​​are living now. Who gave us the power to be the master of the family, and who gave us the chance to survive?"

"We in Yangjia Village are contented with the life we ​​have now!"

After hearing this, everyone looked excited and had already made a decision in their hearts.

"Since the higher-ups need our dedication, what is there to say? This is the glory of our farmers."

“In building the country, our Yangjia Village will not fall behind others!”

Mr. Yang said firmly, and everyone in the room was excited.

During the war, you were not afraid of risking your life, but after living a good life, are you still afraid of not having enough to eat?

Just do it.

"Go back and make it clear to each team that starting tomorrow, meals for non-workers will be halved!"

"For those who work, 80% of the meals will be provided."

"Let everyone overcome the difficulties, men, women and children must all join the battle!"

Yang Dazhuang took the words and spoke equally forcefully.

Everyone stood up and dispersed.

Soon, everyone in Yangjia Village was shocked by the news, and then burst into unprecedented enthusiasm in silence.

Then, this enthusiasm quickly spread to the surrounding villages, Baima Village, Qinjia Village, Gaojia Zhuangzi, Qujia Zaohu...

In the afternoon, the steel rolling mill did not arrange production tasks because today happened to be the time when wages were paid at the beginning of the month.

This also made everyone realize why an assessment was suddenly added. This was to give workers a chance.

Of course, this opportunity is provided to those who work hard. Those who work secretly and cheat on others will not be able to seize the opportunity when it comes.

Yang Xiaotao saw Jia Dongxu in the queue and knew that this guy had not passed the exam, and felt funny.

After so many years, this is still the case under the guidance of an eighth-level master.

What a fool.

After glancing at Jia Dongxu, Yang Xiaotao ignored it and queued up to wait for his salary.

According to the previous salary level, the level 4 fitter promoted this time should be 48.5 yuan, which is the same as now.

But after the reduction, 32.33 yuan should have been issued. As for the 5 yuan reward, it was also cancelled, so the amount received was 32.33 yuan.

If you don't advance to level four, you will get 28.33.

There's a difference of four dollars.

When Yang Xiaotao came, sure enough the accountant counted the money and handed it over, followed by a stack of bills. Yang Xiaotao put it in his arms and walked aside.

Zhou Peng came over after receiving his salary. This time he passed the third level assessment and got 28.33, which was 5 yuan less than the previous level two. His face looked a little ugly.

Supporting the country is one thing, supporting your family is another.

Those who are capable can support the country and support their families.

Those who are incapable can do nothing even if they want to support the country.

What's more, those who are useless can't even support their families.

Yang Xiaotao pulled Zhou Peng to an unoccupied corner, pulled out a big black ten and a stack of food stamps and stuffed them into his hand.

He can now earn 10 yuan a month from fishing, and coupled with the savings he has saved, this amount of money is enough for his own expenses.

Zhou Peng still wanted to be polite, but Yang Xiaotao stared at him with a look in his chest, and he felt grateful in his heart.

Since there was no work in the afternoon, Yang Xiaotao declined Zhou Peng's invitation and went home early to take care of the corn.

Now, developing hybrid corn and increasing grain production is a top priority.

It is also his best help to Yangjiazhuang.

There was silence in the courtyard.

The third uncle who came back from school was dejected. He didn't have the high morale of a people's teacher at all. Instead, he looked like an escaped white bandit army with no spirit.

The third aunt sat aside, holding Yan Jiedi in her arms, also looking sad.

Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang on the side did not dare to speak. They both knew that something was wrong with the current situation.

"Old man, how will you spend your days in the future?"

Yan Fugui's school was also notified, and his salary was also reduced by one-third.

Although he shouted slogans like other teachers in school to support national construction, when he returned home and faced several mouths, Yan Fugui felt uncomfortable.

Fortunately, their family can still receive food supplies every month. Although it is one-third less, their daily lives should be fine.

It’s just that life is screwed up.

"How to live? Let's make a plan."

"The whole country is like this, and no one can do anything about it. From now on, everyone will have a ration to eat, so that we don't end up without food and starving."

In addition to open source, we can only reduce expenditure.

Of course, it would be best if it could be open source, and even better if someone could help.

At this moment, Yan Fugui turned his attention to the middle courtyard.

The middle courtyard, Jia's house, was also silent.

After Jia Dongxu got home, he lay on the bed, looking at the roof, as if he didn't care about anyone.

Qin Huairu sat in front of the stove and lit the fire, holding the barking stick in her arms.

As for Mrs. Jia Zhang, she was leaning against the door and looking at the dim sky with a pair of triangular eyes, mumbling something unknown.

They also heard about what happened in the factory.

The sudden assessment is an opportunity for workers to improve.

Unfortunately, the men in their family still weren't sure.

Another failed assessment.

What worries them even more is that the number of days that was not enough to eat was only 27.5 per month, and it was cut by one-third to 18.3. How will they live in the future?

Seeing that the stalks are getting bigger and bigger and becoming more edible, seeing that the belly is getting bigger again, and there will be another mouth this year, what should I do in these days?

Qin Huairu was filled with anxiety and could not see the future for a while.

Just when the Jia family looked gloomy and silent, Yang Xiaotao came from outside.

Although he also lost money, Yang Xiaotao didn't take it to heart at all. The money and supplies on hand were enough for him to live on.

If he hadn't been worried about being too public, he would have wanted to buy a roast duck and go home to celebrate after passing the Level 4 exam today.

I just think that in the difficult times of the country, everyone is working hard and tightening their belts, and they can't stand out too much.

And in the future, try to be as low-key as possible, and eat good things secretly.

When you walk into the courtyard, you feel the depressing atmosphere.

It seems like this is a completely different environment from outside the alley.

They are all in the same situation, and the mental outlook of the people outside remains the same, but the color on their faces cannot conceal their inner passion and positive and enterprising spirit.

But here, even before entering, I felt heavy and depressed, as if I had entered a prison cell, dark and lifeless.

Of course Yang Xiaotao knew what was going on.

It's just that they can't accept the wage cut and the reduction of rations.

Difficulties are difficulties for them, never motivation to embark on a new life.

Just like the Jia family, everyone is lazy and just thinks about how to take advantage and is greedy for benefits.

Yang Xiaotao walked past disdainfully without even looking at him.

Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu both saw Yang Xiaotao, and their expressions immediately turned ugly.

Yang Xiaotao is the only one in the courtyard who passed the assessment today.

A fourth-level fitter, even after reductions, still earns more than 30 yuan, and he is still alone. Corn is planted in the yard. How wonderful it would be for their family to live in this kind of life.

Jia Zhang watched Yang Xiaotao go away, feeling angry in her stomach.

"Why do we need to reduce my family's food supply and why do we need to cut our family's wages? How will this make our Jia family live?"

"God, please save our Jia family!"

"My poor eldest grandson, he is only one year old. It is unreasonable for him to suffer like this. It is unreasonable!"

The sound of mourning echoed in the courtyard, and Yang Xiaotao didn't look back. This ignorant old woman could do nothing but do bad things.

However, Jia Zhang's crying made the uncle feel upset.

Listen to the sounds outside, they are high-spirited and selfless dedication to the country.

Listen to the noise in the courtyard again. This crying and crying person is a completely backward element.

If outsiders find out, what will happen to this courtyard house?

Don’t you have any awareness at all?

The uncle walked out of the house and shouted coldly at Mrs. Jia Zhang.

"What are you howling for?"

"Everyone is the same. If others are fine, why can't it be your house?"

"Are you afraid that others won't know that your family is not active, or do you want to go to a labor camp?"

Ms. Jia Zhang was yelled at and could not speak. She just wanted to complain about the misery in her heart. National construction and national progress were too far away for her, so how could she have any thoughts.

However, Yi Zhonghai's roar calmed Jia Zhang and made her dare not speak any more.

"He, the uncle, I can't do anything about it."

Speaking of which, Mrs. Jia Zhang is quite old, and looking at her in such a wronged manner is disgusting.

Qin Huairu and Jia Dongxu also walked out of the room quickly, but they didn't say anything and just stood aside.

When Yi Zhonghai saw it, he didn't want to continue talking nonsense, "Go home quickly, don't be embarrassed here!"

Mrs. Jia Zhang was submissive and lowered her head, but her eyes were rolling in circles, with the mentality of a small citizen.

Yi Zhonghai has been here for so many years, but he still doesn't know her plans.

"Everyone has a hard time, and everyone has to persevere. This is political correctness. Do you understand?"

Jia Zhang nodded and refused to go back.

Yi Zhonghai sighed.

"I know it's not easy for your family. As the head of the compound, I won't ignore death."

"What's more, I'm still Dongxu's master. Just rest assured."

After saying this, Jia Dongxu looked good, Qin Huairu raised her eyelids and smiled, and Jia Zhang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Huai Ru will come to me later. There are still ten kilograms of stick noodles left at home. You can use them first."

After saying that, Yi Zhonghai looked at Qin Huairu, nodded and left.

When the Jia family returned to the house, Mrs. Jia Zhang patted the dust on her buttocks and complained in a low voice, "Bah, I only gave you ten pounds of stick noodles. It's ninety-nine a month. Even if it's reduced, there's still more than fifty. You're so stingy. Yes, he deserves to be destitute."

Qin Huairu was speechless when she heard Jia Zhang's complaints.

This mother-in-law has this kind of temperament, she is a white-eyed wolf.

"Mom, it's more than sixty!"

Jia Dongxu on the side didn't know how to be grateful, and even went out of his way to correct Yi Zhonghai's salary, not taking Yi Zhonghai's mind at ease.

"Damn it, you old loser."

Jia Zhang was angry after hearing this.

"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you go and get it back quickly?"

Jia Dongxu shouted at Qin Huairu, who put down the stick and turned around to go out.

In the room, Mrs. Jia Zhang rolled her eyes and said to Jia Dongxu, "Dongxu, this man is from a very poor family. What do you think..."

Jia Dongxu understood the meaning immediately after hearing a few words, "Mom. Don't worry, I will honor them both."

"When the time comes, they will all belong to our old Jia family."

"Haha, he is indeed my mother's good son. Good, good, good, our Jia family will live a good life in the future, and Banggeng will also enjoy the blessings!"

"Uh-huh!"