The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

"Sister, sister, hurry up and cook, I'm hungry." Yang Dongxu's little grandfather hurriedly grabbed his second sister.

He knows the temper of his second sister. Among the four brothers and sisters, the second sister is the most stubborn and hot-tempered. If she finds a weapon in her hand, she may really throw it at her son.

"Second aunt, hurry up and cook. I'm hungry. Let's make a bed on the floor at night." Father Yang also advised.

Uncle Yang Dongxu's words he could hear the overtones, but it was obviously not allowed to quarrel in other people's homes, not to mention that his second aunt was really good to his family.

"I just slept in his room, and the sky was turned upside down." The second aunt was panting.

The uncle bowed his head and didn't dare to say anything. The aunt carried her daughter back to the room, and the room was filled with embarrassment.

After eating an unpleasant dinner, I had nothing to say all night. Grandpa and Dad Yang both got up early in the morning. They took Yang Dongxu, who was still squinting and climbed on the back of grandpa, and went down to the supply and marketing cooperative under the leadership of the second aunt.

Taking out the letter of introduction, my grandpa talked with the head of the supply and marketing cooperative. When it was past ten o'clock, the three of them walked home on foot after declining the second aunt's persuasion.

"Is this going to happen?" Thinking about the conversation with the head of the supply and marketing cooperative, Dad Yang couldn't calm down.

"People aren't afraid of you, are you? Can you be a little more courageous than a mouse?" The little grandpa pinched the tip of his little finger with his thumb.

It was almost dark when we walked back to Yangjiacun, the little grandpa didn't stay for dinner, he left the things that the second aunt had brought back, said a few words, and went straight back to Ranyoufang.

After sleeping at home, Dad Yang went to grandpa's house alone the next day, and came back at night, and grandpa came back with him. As soon as they came back, the two of them went to the grandfather's house.

The next day Yangjia Village fished again, but this time besides the fish, many male laborers in the village got out of eel cages made of bamboo the night before.

More than a thousand catties of fish were put in the water tank and put on the bullock cart, and 300 catties of rice field eels and loaches were also wet with water. Grandpa, Dad Yang, grandpa's eldest son, and grandpa, four people and four ox carts, set off quietly at eleven o'clock at night, and arrived in the city at seven or eight o'clock the next morning. supply and marketing cooperatives.

Entering through the back door of the supply and marketing cooperative, Yang's father and grandpa's son Yang Rukun, who had been driving all night, started to catch fish from the water tank with the bags prepared in advance.

"Hello, Director Li, you smoke. The fish weighs 1,000 catties, the eel and loach weigh 300 catties each, and the dead ones will be weighed in a short time." Not long after the ox cart entered the yard, a middle-aged man with a pen pinned to his chest walked away. out.

The man was around forty years old, with a big belly that is rare in this era, and he wobbled when he walked. Seeing his little grandfather greet him with a smile, he handed over the cigarettes he bought for 50 cents. You must know that the tuition fee for Yang Dongxu's sister Hongying to go to school is only 50 cents now.

"It's not that particular. These fish look fresh and fine." Lighting up a cigarette, Li Weijun glanced at the fish that had just been taken out of the water tank. Although their bellies were a little floating, they were all fresh.

"Director Li is generous." The grandpa gave Li Weijun a thumbs up, and quietly stuffed another unopened pack of cigarettes, and Li Weijun accepted it calmly.

The little grandpa kicked a small bag next to the bullock cart, leaned into Director Li's ear and whispered: "When I was catching fish, I met two big bastards, and the smallest one weighed four or five catties. You can take it back and try it later. "

"Hahaha, you're welcome, you're welcome." Li Weijun's eyes lit up suddenly. Although bastards are not very unusual and can be seen occasionally, he can't eat them often. This stuff is a great tonic. In this way, the smile on Li Weijun's face became even more intense.

Afterwards, Dad Yang and the others picked up some dead fish, and they didn't die too many. In this age, everything can survive. The fish weighed 923 catties, and the eel and loach lost about seven or eight catties each.

The dead things were not taken away in bags, but were distributed to several overweight supply and marketing cooperative employees. When everyone was happy, the grandpa took the ticket issued by Director Li and went to the warehouse behind the supply and marketing cooperative to pick up two carts of goods. A group of people drove the bullock cart and left the supply and marketing cooperative. Open for business.

"In the future, if you don't know how to talk less, it's not shameful enough." The grandfather gave his eldest son a look before he went far. If it weren't for the little grandfather Yang Dongxu who stopped him and beat him up, it would have been light.

Just now, watching Yang Dongxu’s little grandfather give those dead fish to others directly, Yang Rukun wanted to open his mouth to stop them, those fish and so on were as fresh as live fish, it’s no problem to take them home to eat, so seeing him give them away directly Some meat hurts.

Fortunately, he knew his eldest son, the grandfather, very well. Seeing that he wanted to speak, the grandfather who knew his temper interrupted him in advance, and gave his son a glare to keep him from saying anything.

"Those things." Yang Rukun wanted to argue.

In the end, he was slapped by the grandpa. At this time, Yang Dongxu's grandpa didn't stop him. Father Yang hurriedly pulled Yang Rukun away from Grandpa, otherwise it would be really embarrassing to fight on the street.

"You know what, how much are those dead fish and rotten shrimps worth? Not to mention that it's not embarrassing enough for you to bring them home. Those few overweight people are alive under the hands of those dead fish. A lot of rotten shrimp?" Grandpa was so angry that his chest kept rising and falling, seeing many people on the street, he didn't chase after them before making a move.

Yang Rukun lowered his head and stopped talking. Although he was more honest, he was not a fool after all. Just now, when I saw that I gave away the things I worked so hard to get, I was stingy. After what my grandfather said, I realized the reason.

Although rural people are simple, they also have their own cunning. He understands the sophistication of the world better than anyone else, and understands the principle of equal benefit, otherwise, how could he spend more than one yuan on cigarettes and give them to the two bastards surnamed Li?

Even if you have a letter of introduction from a commissioner, you cannot have eyes that extend to your forehead. Those who should bow their heads still have to bow their heads, otherwise they will make you feel bad, and you will not be able to finish it. The king of Hades is so troublesome to see little ghosts, understand?

"In the future, you should watch this kid, and whip it hard when he is disobedient." The grandpa, who was pulled by the grandpa again, gasped and said.

He really didn't understand how such an arrogant person like himself gave birth to such a son who had no winks and stinginess.

"You're still young, you're still young, isn't Xiao Yang also a stunned young man?" Grandpa Yang Dongxu persuaded with a smile.

Although he is not a few years older than Yang Rukun and unmarried, he understands the ways of the world. In addition, the seniority is here, and the grandfather has to listen to a word he says. Yang Rukun has no qualifications to refute at all, and Dad Yang can only listen.

Compared with the cloth and other things that were exchanged in the town, this time it can be said that the district has a bumper harvest. Leaving aside the rare canned fruits in the countryside, there are only several packs of milk powder that I have never seen before.

Yesterday I worked hard on fishing and catching ricefield eels and loaches to distribute some things, and some money was also distributed. Then the cattle were taken home to graze, and the village fell into silence again.

"More than one hundred yuan! Is there so much?" Mama Yang in the kitchen was so surprised that she even forgot the lard cooking in the pot.

Lard is a rare commodity in the countryside. No one is willing to kill pigs these days. When buying pork, they also pick up the fat and buy it. When they go home, the whole family can be soaked in oil for several days.

After refining the lard, the leftover oil (le) is also delicious. It is delicious to chop up and make dumplings, or eat it directly in steamed buns.

"Fish is five cents a catty, rice field eel and loach are 10 cents. If it weren't for changing some things, the money would be more. I proposed to change the two hangs of lard. I put it in the bag below and didn't dare to let others see it." " Father Yang said very proudly.

Two hangs of lard, one for each of my own family and one for my grandfather's family, this is what Dad Yang is most proud of in this transaction.

"Yes, yes, you can. How does it feel to go this time? Will it last?" Yang Ma gave her husband a sideways look, but her face was filled with a happy smile.

"Grandpa and Daddy mean to give it every other day, otherwise people and animals will not be able to bear it. That's what they mean there. As for whether it will last for a long time or not, I dare not say. But even if it is not for a long time, we will make money if we change it again. "

"It's true. It's a pity that there are no food stamps. It would be great if there are food stamps to get some food back. Our family's food is not enough." Yang Ma said regretfully.

"I didn't see the grain, but I saw the flour in the warehouse over there. I'll see if I can get a bag when I go to change it next time."

"Discuss with uncle not to be reckless." Mama Yang reminded.

"I know." Father Yang waved his hand impatiently, although it seems that Yang Dongxu's little grandpa is more troublesome than his grandpa this time. But there are people who have children, and Dad Yang obviously doesn't want to be preached. Especially when I am proud of making a lot of money this time.

The news that Yangjia Village started to go to the town to exchange things quickly spread. After watching for a few days, many people in the village began to take things to the town.

The things that are slowly being exchanged are not just cloth, sugar and other rare things in the countryside. One or two little piglets, a dozen chickens and ducklings, or something like a luxury calf, people in the nearby villages began to use the town as a hub to exchange what they needed.

In the interoperability process, various bills are rarely used, because there are not many of them in the hands of farmers, so paper money is used more and more frequently.

Another morning, Yang Dongxu, who drank a bowl of porridge, ate an egg and a piece of bun, and drank a cup of milk powder, took his sister and started walking to Mr. Zhou's house.

Since the villagers began to follow suit and trade in the town, Yang Dongxu's living standards have risen sharply, especially since the trading channels in the district are in the hands of his family and the grandfather's family, his status in Yangjia Village has also risen sharply.

There were no problems in several transactions. Yang's mother sent some things to Mr. Zhou, and the grandpa's family also helped out from time to time. Every time I go to the city, I also help to bring back newspapers and some things that Mr. Zhou needs.

It can't be said that rural people are all snobbish, and when they see someone above Mr. Zhou, they start to curry favor. It is the nature of human beings to seek good luck and avoid bad luck. In this place where the whole family can’t have enough to eat, the food that I frugally used to help Mr. Zhou kept him from starving to death, which already shows that the people in Yangjia Village are simple.