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? I haven't heard you say more in the past two days. You speak one word at a time. Is your throat uncomfortable?" "Yes, 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 sweeping the floor. After a while, Brother Zhang called him, "Come in and eat!"

"Come on!"

Slurp--

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?"

"Yeah!" He nodded heavily, his eyes full of appreciation and yearning for beautiful things. I saw five young girls standing up in the crowd. Their hair was neatly combed and their fair faces were exposed. Although they were wearing ordinary trousers and shirts, they stood in a row with their heads held high and their chests high. They were indescribably youthful and beautiful. Lu Peiyin was also inside, standing in the middle, and she spoke: "Qinyuanchun, Changsha."

The four female educated youths around me read together: "In the cold autumn of independence, go north to the Xiangjiang River, to the head of Orange Island."

The tone was so passionate and emotional that Ruihe's eyes almost glowed. It turns out that educated youth are such literate people. He had heard Li Dashui say before that the educated youth came from "the city", and when they came from the city to the countryside, there was a huge difference between heaven and earth. Before that, Ruihe was still thinking in private: Did these young educated youths make any mistakes? Why is it so similar to the exile in the play? Now that he saw that these educated youths were so good at reading poetry, and their temperament was different from others, he thought that his original guess must be wrong.

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

"Are you looking straight?"

Faced with Li Dashui's teasing, Ruihe felt a little embarrassed, so he lowered his head and touched the tip of his nose with the back of his hand, and asked in a low voice: "What they read is really nice. Did they write it?"

"It's definitely not the case. This was written by the old chairman, and it's already famous!"

"Oh." Although it was not written by a female educated youth, Rui He still felt that these educated youths were amazing.

"Don't be tempted by Lu Peiyin anymore. You haven't seen many men around her during the busy farming period, helping with this and that, so she doesn't have to work too hard. She's so popular, if you It will definitely be difficult if you continue to chase her, so it’s better to find another one. In fact, the girls in our village are pretty good..."

"Stop talking, I know it all. I'm still young and won't say it for now. Brother Dashui, don't mention it again in the future."

The party ended soon, and it was "eight o'clock" based on the time here. Ruihe lay on the bed and heard his stomach growling again. However, he had long been accustomed to being hungry, so he didn't take it seriously. He skillfully slowed down his breathing and diverted his attention by thinking of other things.

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

With a straight back and a poem that cannot be understood but feels very beautiful, this is what a scholar is. Rui He was extremely envious. He had never read a book, but he always had a sense of awe and yearning for reading. How nice. He turned over again and slowly fell asleep. In the dream, he was sitting in the school, with white and fragrant books on the table. Looking to the left, his sister Ruizhu was smiling at him, showing her missing front teeth.

very nice.

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

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

It wasn't until the gong sounded outside that he raised his head and pursed his lips and went to the yard to fetch water to wash his face. The towel was made from old clothes. It was so tattered that the original color could not be seen. He seemed to have hit his face to the floor, fiercely They wiped the floor a few times and then quickly hurried outside to gather.

The busy life leaves Ruihe with little time to think. What he has to do now is to do the work assigned by the captain and earn enough work points so that he can get more food during the autumn harvest.

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

"I want to buy this." Rui He handed the fabric to the salesperson, "Cut it to ten feet for me."

The salesperson said: "Ten feet of thick cotton cloth costs fifty-two cents per foot. I'll charge you five dollars and two cents."

Rui He took out the cloth ticket and money. The salesperson took it and checked it carefully. Then he put the ticket and money into the cloth bag on the wire above his head. He gently turned the pulley and flew back with the bag. The accountant sitting on the desk behind stood up, took out the money, gave the change and wrote the invoice, and then pushed the bag back.

"Are you going to make a new cotton coat?"

Rui He nodded: "The one from previous years has been repaired beyond repair. Last year's cloth ticket bought thin cotton for summer clothes, and this year's cloth ticket will buy thick cotton for winter clothes."

"You already earn so much, so you don't need to save so much. If you don't have enough cloth tickets, just exchange them with others."

Ruihe didn't respond. No one could understand or tell him about his future plans, so he still lived a frugal life. Besides, this life was good enough. He interrupted: "Let's go home."

On the other hand, Zhang Cuiberry also chose the cloth he wanted. They had just gone to the department store, and there were indeed more than a dozen long skirts hanging there, reaching to the instep, made of corduroy material, in khaki, light gray, black and brown. The price is very expensive, one piece costs 17 yuan and 80 cents. Zhang Cuibei was scared away, but she still couldn't bear to part with the skirt she had dreamed of. The drooping curvature and elegance of the skirt decorated the dream of this nineteen-year-old girl. So she gritted her teeth and went to the cloth shop to pull cloth and planned to make it herself.

"One foot of corduroy wick costs two yuan and sixty cents. It takes at least two feet to make a skirt, right? That's more than three yuan!" Zhang Tianci felt that making skirts was not necessary at all. He had to work every day, carrying and carrying. , Wearing a skirt is so troublesome!

"I want to buy it." Zhang Cuili's face looked a little strange, "If I don't usually wear it, I have to wear it someday."

"What day?"

Zhang Cuibei's face suddenly darkened: "It's none of your business! I can wear it any day I like!"

When Rui He came over, he saw that the atmosphere between the two was strange. He was very anxious when he saw that they had a conflict, so he quietly asked Zhang Tianci: "Did you two quarrel?"

Zhang Tianci was even more baffled: "It wasn't noisy. He suddenly ignored me."

Zhang Cuili put the cloth away carefully and looked at Ruihe and the others: "Let's go. Do you want to buy anything else?"

"Then go back to the commune. I want to go to the grocery store to buy meat."

The four people happily went to the town, but when they returned, the atmosphere was weird. Ruihe couldn't see the reason why, and only felt that something was wrong. After saying goodbye to Zhang Cuibei, Zhang Tianci's shoulders suddenly collapsed. Li Dashui decrypted and said: "Brother Zhang, did you say the wrong thing to make Sister Zhang angry? Don't rush to deny it. Originally, Sister Zhang was very happy to buy cloth to make skirts. Yeah, why did I end up with a bad face when I bought the cloth? It must be your problem."

When it comes to buying cloth, Zhang Tianci still has a lot of dissatisfaction: "It's so hard to make money, it's so good to buy some meat and eggs, how about making a dress." He muttered in a low voice, "It looks so immodest." He said these last few words. It was so quiet that neither Ruihe nor Li Dashui heard it clearly.

"Brother Tianci, you don't understand." Seeing that Zhang Tianci didn't understand the style, Li Dashui thought he had experience, so he taught Zhang Tianci his experience, "Sister Cui Mei is a girl. Girls all love to be beautiful. My sister That's the case. Anyway, Sister Cuiberry can make money by herself, so if she wants to buy it, it would be great to make her happy. If you want it better, she will be happier."

"Why should I send it?"

Li Dashui's eyes widened: "Aren't you two lovers?"

Zhang Tianci blushed: "Don't talk nonsense, we are good comrades who work together. Okay, I'm home, see you next time." After that, he left quickly.

Rui He finally came to his senses: "Are they in love?"

"Oh my God, you finally understand. I've given you hints so many times. Didn't you notice that the eyes of those two people are always stuck together, and they are very close to each other when they walk? Tsk, tsk, tsk, love is so good."

Ruihe: "..."

"But Brother Tianci seems to be very confused about style. If my partner wants to buy a dress, I will definitely pay for it and give it to her. I will buy whatever she wants..."

Seeing Li Dashui's budding look of love, Ruihe asked, "Do you have a girl you like?"

"Hehehe, my mother said she wanted to go on a blind date for me, and I don't know who it is." But even this was enough for this young man to fantasize about.

Rui He smiled: "That's good. Then when you have a successful blind date, tell me and I will give you a wedding gift."

"Yeah!" Li Dashui nodded shyly.

The two went to the non-staple food store again before going home. After putting things away, Ruihe was so tired that he sat on the bed and didn't want to move.

"On the 24th of the New Year, I already feel like celebrating the New Year." Listening to the laughter of children outside and the sporadic sound of breaking cannons, Ruihe couldn't help but sigh, "This world is really too similar to my home."

System 460 is silent. The architectural foundation and design inspiration of this mission world actually come from the ancient earth. The process is equivalent to the ancient earth and ancient China in the early 1970s. The world where the host Xu Ruihe lives is a parallel plane to the ancient earth, and its development process and civilization inheritance are very similar. In the vast universe, there are countless similar parallel planes, but some have been annihilated and some are still moving forward. But this is not something it can say. We can only wait for the host to discover the connection between this place and his real world.

Being good at discovery and utilizing it properly is the only way for a host to grow up.

So it only replied: "Host, it's raining outside."

Rui He was startled. He opened the window and took a look. Sure enough, it was raining lightly outside. He hurried out to collect his clothes. When I was packing my clothes, I met Mrs. Zhang. Ruihe said hello. Mrs. Zhang smiled at him in a very friendly manner. Before she hurriedly carried the clothes into the house, she said, "Come to my house for dinner tonight!" and asked him to do so. Not even a chance to refuse.

After taking the clothes into the house and hanging them up to dry again, Ruihe looked at the horse's hoof clock and saw that it was already 5:15 pm. When he was cooking at noon, he cooked too much and saved the fried rice for tonight. He didn't really want to go next door to eat. It was uncomfortable and awkward. So he held an umbrella and went over to say something. Zhang Dashan was squatting at the door peeling radishes. When he saw him coming over, he quickly greeted him: "Come in. It's raining outside."

Rui He had no choice but to go into the house. As soon as he explained his intention, Zhang Dashan interrupted him: "If you want any leftovers, come to brother's house to eat!" Leftovers are also a good thing these days. They are dry and full. Rui He still declined: "It's not a waste, let's do it next time. I'll bother you when I come to my brother's place next time. Where's my sister-in-law? You tell your sister-in-law not to cook my food, and I'll go right away." After saying that, he went back regardless of the obstruction.

It's not like he didn't notice Zhang Dashan's hesitant look, but he didn't want to pry.

Over the past year or so, Ruihe has gotten to know Zhang Dashan better. Back then, when Mrs. Zhang glared at him because he brought more sweet potatoes, Zhang Dashan defended him. At that time, he was very moved. After obtaining the memory of the original person, he realized that it was just Zhang Dashan's usual behavior. Zhang Dashan did nothing, and pretended to be invisible. Anyway, Mrs. Zhang was in charge of everything. In the village, people still talk about Mrs. Zhang's cruel treatment of her mother-in-law to this day, but almost no one mentions Zhang Dashan's name.

When the family was separated last year, Sister-in-law Zhang was arguing about how to divide the family from beginning to end, and Zhang Dashan just remained silent.

As the saying goes, if you are too attentive to others without any reason, you are either a traitor or a thief. After so many family divisions, how strange it is to invite yourself to dinner during the holidays? But when he went over just now, Zhang Dashan didn't say anything. From what he heard, Zhang Dasao was cooking in the kitchen...

"Ah, I don't know what it is." Ruihe put away the rain gear, closed the door and started cooking. "System, what do you think big brother wants to talk to me about? I don't have anything else now, only money."

He cooked while muttering, and he didn't care that system 460 didn't respond to him. System 460 listened and suddenly asked: "If you are asking for money, what are you going to do?"

Rui He was obviously happy. He was very happy when the system responded to him once out of ten sentences. After hearing the system's words clearly, he thought for a while: "It depends on what you want the money for and how much you want to borrow. I won't lend too much." Suddenly he seemed to think of something, "System, system, can you have New Year's Eve dinner with me on New Year's Eve?" He was full of expectation, his eyes sparkling on his dark face, "Just the two of us have New Year's Eve dinner, can you eat? Do you like fish? Or do you want meatballs?"

System 460 suddenly lost its voice. It wanted to speak, but it seemed to have lost its ability to speak. It seemed that the language program in its body had lost control, and its mind was full of garbled codes.

"System? System, are you there?"

"I am. Host, I'm sorry, I don't need to eat, neither fish nor meatballs." After a pause, System 460 said, "Thank you for your invitation."

The light in Rui He's eyes quickly dissipated, and he lowered his eyes and said, "Okay."

After finishing his meal in a hurry, Rui He went to read again. He thought of his sister Xu Ruizhu. He had money now and could buy many things. He also wanted to buy things for Aunt Xiu'e like Dashui did, and to buy a dowry for his sister like Zhang Tianci did.

But he didn't have a sister now.

In a few days, he would have the New Year's Eve dinner alone.

Thinking about it, he didn't turn over a page of the textbook. He pursed his lips and quickly pressed his nose with the back of his hand.

I'm older, fourteen years old, I have to be brave.

He held back and pushed back the tears.

But his eyes were still hazy, and he couldn't see the words on the textbook in front of him.

After seeing this, System 460 was a little worried about the host's mental health and regretted that he had just rejected it too directly. A qualified system should keep the host physically and mentally healthy and in a good state to do tasks within its power.

After thinking about it, the code in his mind was ticking, and System 460 finally thought of a very good remedy. So Ruihe, who was rubbing his eyes in embarrassment, heard the voice of the system tablet: "Host, I can't eat, but I can sit with you on New Year's Eve until you finish your meal."

Ruihe let go and said in surprise: "Really?"

"Really, I never lie."