Winner in life

Seeing this sentence means that the purchase ratio is not enough. The two shook their wet hands and went home. Li Dashui asked on the way: "Why don't you like to talk anymore? I haven't heard you say more in the past two days. You speak one word at a time. Is your throat uncomfortable?" "Yeah, throat, uncomfortable." Ruihe carefully peeked at Li Dashui. Seeing that Li Dashui did not doubt, but looked at him worriedly, he couldn't help but smile, and sighed in his heart again that this is really a simple and good person. After saying goodbye to the good man Li Dashui, Ruihe returned to his own home. When he entered the door, he saw the original sister-in-law busy at the stove. He hurriedly greeted: "Sister-in-law." The sister-in-law hummed and stirred the pot coldly. It smelled sweet potato porridge again. A few days ago, they dug sweet potatoes and their family was divided into three large bags. He weighed a bag of fifty or sixty kilograms, so the family has been eating sweet potatoes these days.

Seeing that he couldn't have lunch yet, he picked up the broom at the door and continued to sweep the floor. After a while, Brother Zhang called him: "Come in and eat!"

"Come on!"

Slippery--

At the dinner table, Ruihe looked up at the opposite side. Zhang Xiaoshan's elder brother Zhang Dashan was drinking porridge in big mouthfuls, and his sister-in-law was chewing steamed sweet potatoes. He slid around their bowls, lowered his eyes and continued to drink porridge. There was also a small bamboo strip on the table, on which there were four freshly steamed sweet potatoes, but he didn't dare to take one more, otherwise his sister-in-law would glare at him. This was the experience he had gained in the past few days.

After washing the dishes and returning to his room, Ruihe touched his stomach and always felt that it was full of water.

He was not full.

But he didn't dare to say much. He didn't have Zhang Xiaoshan's memory and didn't know what the situation at home was like. The original body was young, and he looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old? The original body's elder brother Zhang Dashan looked to be in his early twenties, with strong muscles, and he was very good at work. Moreover, he didn't see any elderly people at home. The eldest brother is the head of the family and has to support the family! The eldest brother eats better than him, and it is normal that the sweet potato porridge that his sister-in-law serves to the eldest brother is thicker. It was the same in his previous family. The good things should be given to the father first, so that the father has the strength to work.

Ruihe licked his lips and slowly fell asleep. Just as he fell asleep, the gong sounded again, and the afternoon work began again.

The rice planting was extremely busy. At 4:30 in the morning, Zhang Tiansheng, the leader of the 11th production team of Shangmei Village, rang the gong to wake everyone up. Zhang Tiansheng didn't care about being lazy on weekdays for the sake of the same village. Anyway, the work points were recorded, and if they didn't do enough, they wouldn't get full work points. Now it's not possible! The eleven production teams in Shangmei Village are now competing with all their strength! If they really fall to the last place, it would be so embarrassing! Therefore, they must race against time now, and any laziness is not allowed. Therefore, at 1:30 in the afternoon, when the sun is the highest, the gong sounded in advance.

"I'll be frank! The commune will hold a summary meeting after the rice planting. Our performance will be seen by the production team. If we don't perform well, the team members will go to the meeting and criticize our team. Are you ashamed? Are you ashamed? Be serious! I'll see who is lazy. Not only will I not record the work points, I will also record them and report them! Let your names be heard at the commune meeting..."

Every time Ruihe heard the captain's speech, he became more nervous. He was so anxious that he was afraid of being criticized! His father taught him that it doesn't matter if you are not smart, but you must be diligent, and diligence can make up for your shortcomings! You should listen to the words of smart and wise people, and recognize your own shortcomings from them. In his opinion, the captain said it very well! Hard work is never wrong. He must work hard to earn work points and earn food to feed himself.

The pressure of hunger and survival made Ruihe suppress his longing for his sister and his fear of this strange place, and he worked hard in silence. He was glad that everyone around him was busy. By the end of the rice planting, even the talkative Li Dashui was so tired that he spoke less. No one had the time and energy to pay attention to him. He carefully integrated into the environment during this busy season. When the farming was over, he had learned the local dialect and found out more about his original body.

After the rice planting was over, the production team organized a celebration meeting. On a summer night, they formed a big circle around the threshing ground. The team leaders of each production team came out to perform. Ruihe listened to the team leaders singing with wide eyes. It was quite nice. The lyrics were also good. Even he could understand them. It seemed that they were praising a particularly great person and a particularly great party. Everyone's good days were brought by them. As Ruihe listened, a sense of pride surged in his heart. In the light of the fire, he looked at those smiling faces and the haystacks in the distance. He felt that this place was so good that he wanted to cry.

Here, as long as you work hard, you will get work points and food. It's so good. Ruihe had never been to school, so he could only describe it with the word "good". He sincerely thought that this place was good, and secretly thought that it would be great if his sister was here too. No one would beat them here, and they were used to doing work, so they would definitely live a good life.

But he didn't know where this place was, let alone where to find his sister. After being disappointed for a while, Ruihe was attracted by the new program on the stage.

"Come on, let's invite the educated youth from Shangmei Village to perform a program, poetry recitation!"

Ruihe opened his eyes wide, and his mouth opened unconsciously. Li Dashui bumped his shoulder and asked slyly, "Isn't it beautiful?"

"Yes!" He nodded heavily, his eyes full of appreciation and yearning for beautiful things. Five young girls stood up in the crowd, their hair combed neatly to reveal their fair faces. Although they were wearing ordinary trousers and shirts, they held their heads high and chests puffed out when they stood in a row, and they were indescribably youthful and beautiful. Lu Peiyin was also in it, standing in the middle, and she started: "Qinyuanchun, Changsha."

The four female educated youths around her recited together: "Standing alone in the cold autumn, the Xiangjiang River flows north, and the head of Orange Island."

The tone was passionate and emotional, and Ruihe's eyes were almost shining. It turned out that the educated youths were such cultured people. He had heard Li Dashui say before that the educated youths came from the "city". From the city to the countryside, the difference between heaven and earth was obvious. Ruihe was still thinking privately before: What mistakes did these young educated youths make? Why are they so similar to the exiles in the opera? Now that he saw that these educated youths were so good at reciting poems and their temperaments were different from others, he thought that his original guess must be wrong.

It was the first time he heard such grand words and such a tone of voice, which was completely different from the local dialect he had just learned. It seemed that these female educated youth suddenly became unattainable.

"Are you staring at me?"

Facing Li Dashui's ridicule, Ruihe felt a little embarrassed, so he lowered his head and touched his nose with the back of his hand, and asked in a low voice: "They read it so beautifully, did they write it?"

"Of course not, this was written by the old chairman, it's very famous!"

"Oh." Although it was not written by female educated youth, Ruihe still felt that these educated youth were amazing.

"Don't be tempted by Lu Peiyin again. It's busy farming these days. Haven't you seen many men around her? This one helps with a little bit, that one helps with a little bit, and she doesn't have to work too hard. She's too popular. It will be difficult for you to continue to pursue her. It's better to find another one. In fact, the girls in our village are pretty good..."

"Don't say it. I know everything. I'm still young, so I won't say it for now. Brother Dashui, don't mention it again in the future."

The party soon ended. It was "eight o'clock" according to the time here. Ruihe lay in bed and heard his stomach growling again. But he was used to being hungry and didn't take it seriously. He slowed down his breathing skillfully and thought about other things to divert his attention.

He was still at the party tonight, and the scenes of the educated youth standing there lingered in his mind. "It's so beautiful." He whispered.

The straight back, the poems that he couldn't understand but felt very beautiful, this is a scholar. Ruihe was very envious. He had never read a book, but he always had a sense of awe and yearning for reading. It's great. He turned over again and slowly fell asleep. In his dream, he was sitting in the school, with a white fragrant book on the table. Looking to the left, his sister Ruizhu was smiling at him, revealing her missing front teeth.

So good.

When he woke up the next day, Ruihe still felt a little happy in his heart. He felt that such a beautiful dream made him happier than filling his stomach. He hoped that he could have such a dream every day.

He lowered his head to put on his shoes, and his tears dripped into the soil. He wiped his eyes vigorously and hugged his knees with his head down.

It was not until the sound of the gong outside that he raised his head and pursed his lips to go to the yard to fetch water to wash his face. The towel was made from old clothes, and it was so tattered that the original color could not be seen. He seemed to have put his face on the floor, wiped it hard a few times, and then hurried outside to gather.

The busy life did not leave Ruihe much time to think about random things. What he had to do now was to do the work assigned by the captain well, earn enough work points, and wait until the autumn harvest to get more food.

He was very hungry and wanted to have a full meal.

"Yeah."

The two walked home side by side. When the factory was recruiting, Li Dashui's name was written down by the manager. When the factory received the last batch of large orders before the New Year, one of the workers who cut bamboo strips in the factory had an injured hand and a foot. At that time, the manager called Li Dashui to work as a temporary worker, only doing the work of cutting bamboo and cutting bamboo strips. He rushed to work for more than half a month, and today he received wages with the workers.

On the way, Li Dashui said happily: "Eight yuan! My mother will definitely be very happy when I go back. I also asked the manager, and he said that I did a good job. When the factory resumes work after the New Year, let me come back. If I do well for three months, I will be promoted to a regular employee."

"That's great, Aunt Xiu'e will be happy." Ruihe was very happy for him. If it weren't for Li Dashui, he wouldn't be able to enter the factory. He felt sorry that Li Dashui couldn't get in. Now he was very happy to make money together, "When the factory resumes work after the New Year, we will go to work and go home together."

"Yeah!" Li Dashui nodded. "By the way, I have already found out what you asked me to find out. Now the housing land in our village costs about 30 yuan per mu. My mother said that it is not expensive to ask villagers to build a house. Three meals are provided and each person only needs 80 cents a day. However, the materials cost 200 to 300 yuan. Do you really want to buy land to build a house? Didn't you give all your wages to your brother? Where can you get the money to buy land?"

Ruihe thanked him: "Please thank Aunt Xiu'e for me. I have decided to separate after the Chinese New Year and save money to buy land after the separation."

"Will your brother agree?"

"As long as I agree, it will be fine. As long as I tell the team to move my household registration out and re-register it, it will be fine."

It has been more than four months since the last time they talked about splitting up the family. During this period, Zhang Dashan and his wife no longer mentioned the matter of splitting up the family, but Ruihe had asked about it privately. Fortunately, in this era and in this village, splitting up the family is not that difficult, and you don't even need to find the elders in the clan to get their consent. As long as you make it clear with the village cadres, move your name out and re-register, you don't even have to pay the handling fee. Ruihe breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

As for the division of the family property when the family is split up, it will be discussed privately. The house we live in now is the mud house left by the original owner's parents, with a total of three rooms and a small courtyard. After the original parents died, that room became the kitchen. Zhang Dashan moved the stove in the courtyard into it, and the remaining two rooms are still one for each brother.

The house was already very dilapidated, and it was definitely not valuable. Ruihe learned from Zhang Xiaoshan's memory that the land would be very valuable in the future. When the original owner split the family, he only took 500 yuan. According to Zhang Dashan, 200 yuan was the money that the original owner gave to his family during these years of working, and the remaining 300 yuan was the money for the house. At that time, the Zhang family's house had been demolished and rebuilt long ago. It was a solid red brick and tile house, and there was sweat from Zhang Xiaoshan between the bricks and tiles.

Zhang Dashan took out 300 yuan and said that he would buy Zhang Xiaoshan's room for his children to live in after marriage. At that time, Zhang Dashan's eldest son was only thirteen years old, and it was too early to say that he would get married, while Zhang Xiaoshan was already thirty years old and was about to get married. Although Zhang Xiaoshan was unwilling at the time, he had a good temper, and his fiancee's temperament was exactly the same as his, even more docile. Neither of them was a character who would argue with others, and the division of the family was something Zhang Xiaoshan had to muster up the courage to say.

"Life Winner [Quick Wear]"