Chapter 398: House Ruiner in the 1970s (29)

“Party Secretary, in previous years all the model workers were gay, but this year the model workers will be lesbians. Isn’t that good?”

"Daughter-in-law Changgen, you are wrong." The party secretary said with a smile, "Now in the new society, men and women are equal. What's more, leaders say that women can hold up half the sky. Therefore, there has never been a distinction between men and women in the selection of model workers. In previous years in our village The reason why the candidates are all **** men is because **** men work hard, work hard and perform well. But this year everyone has seen that although Xu Yin is a lesbian, her performance is even better than that of **** men. Who should she recommend? Everyone agrees, right?"

"right-"

 The matter of model workers was thus settled.

Xu Laosan was even happier than Xu Yin, as if he was the one who was elected as a model worker. He took out the filtered cigarettes that he usually couldn't bear to smoke and distributed them to several villagers with whom he had good friendships.

What’s even more exciting is yet to come—his family’s food distribution in the first half of the year ranks first in the entire brigade.

 What does the first tier mean? —There are several people in the family, and almost everyone gets full work points.

Xu Yin's family of three worked in the fields to earn work points. Xu Laosan got full work points and Chen Huilan got 7 work points. Xu Yin got double the full work points during the double grab, making up for Chen Huilan's shortfall. Calculated in this way, the average per capita of her family of three is almost reaching 10 work points.

 Together with several other families with strong labor and wealth, they were promoted to the first echelon.

　　This is such an incredible thing!

 The villagers who did not squeeze into the first echelon looked at Xu Laosan with envy.

　　Not to mention the daughters, even the young and powerful sons in their family cannot get double work points.

I didn’t expect that Xu Laosan, who gave birth to three daughters, would enjoy such a blessing!

Xu Laosan pushed the cart full of grain home in the envious eyes of everyone.

Of course, the person pushing the trolley is Xu Yin.

He and his wife walked on both sides of the cart, majestic and high-spirited, escorting home the food they had earned after half a year of hard work.

 “I’m going to pound the rice! I’m going to pound new rice! I’ll eat new rice tonight!”

As soon as he got home, Xu Laosan took the rice bag and then headed to the brigade headquarters with a basket of millet.

There is a large public stone mill there for each family to grind rice.

Xu Laosan was worried that he would have to queue up if he arrived late. After all, who doesn’t want to try this year’s new rice, so he walked in a hurry.

 “Ouch—”

He was so busy walking that he didn't pay attention to his steps. He stepped on a round stone and slipped, causing him to fall to the side.

 It’s terrible! The grain is about to be sown!

 He said anxiously.

Just when he was about to fall, someone ran over to catch him and held the basket firmly.

 Xu Laosan took out a long breath and patted his chest to soothe his frightened heart.

 “Thank you, young man! It was almost over!”

Xu Chengjin smiled faintly: "You're welcome, it's all a matter of hands."

 “Yo, you are still a cultural person!”

The person Xu Laosan admires most in his life is the cultural people, otherwise he would not send his two daughters to study.

It’s a pity that the second daughter is not scholarly. She went to elementary school for five years and didn’t know anything about it. After graduating from elementary school, she got two and thirty points in the exam. He was so angry that he almost beat her with a broom. Now I am counting on my youngest daughter, hoping that she will be scholarly.

 “You are an educated youth, right?”

Xu Laosan saw that he was elegant and well-dressed. He wore a white short-sleeved shirt on his upper body, a pair of dark navy trousers on his lower body, and a pair of down-to-earth thousand-layer cloth shoes on his feet, but he actually wore socks.

 Ouch!

On such a hot day, even his wife wears a pair of cloth shoes before going out. Whose man wears socks?

 Tsk!

Xu Laosan sighed in his heart: The educated youth from the city are just different! Pay attention to people!

 “Well, uncle is going to grind rice?”

"Yes, yes! We have distributed the grain today. Let's go and pound some new rice to try it." Xu Laosan said excitedly, "My daughter cooks delicious food, and it will definitely taste better if she makes it with new rice! By the way, 豼Didn't our educated youth station distribute food today?"

 Seeing that the other party had empty hands, he asked casually.

Xu Chengjin shook his head: "Not yet, I said it would be tomorrow and the day after tomorrow." "Come on, come on, I'll treat you to a meal of new rice."

 The brigade headquarters was in front of him. Xu Laosan held him back and asked him to wait for a while.

"If you hadn't given me a hand, I would have knocked the basket over and scattered the grains all over the ground. I don't know how long it would have taken to pick them up. So you helped me a lot."

Xu Laosan grabbed the first one to grind rice, and in a hurry, he ground five or six kilograms first, put it into a rice bag, and stuffed the rice bag into Xu Chengjin's arms: "Take it! You're welcome!"

　　　…”

Xu Chengjin has been in the countryside for two years, and this is the first time he has met such enthusiastic villagers.

　　No one is rich these days, so why don’t you hide some food?

Even if he just gave him a hand to prevent him from falling, a thank you is enough. Is it necessary to repay the rice pounded by this year's new crop? And it’s several kilograms apiece.

 Xu Laosan is mainly in a good mood today:

 My daughter was elected as a model worker in the brigade, and in a few days she would go to the commune to attend a model worker commendation meeting. The food she received was even included in the first echelon of the brigade, which was a great honor.

These are all happy things.

In addition, it was indeed a dangerous situation just now. If the young man hadn't helped him, he would have definitely fallen. The basket containing the grains was also designated to tip over. Even if not a single grain fell, it would still take a lot of effort to catch up with the first one. A rice mill? Definitely not! Maybe I'll be at the end of the line, and then I won't be able to catch up with my daughter to make dinner.

Therefore, Xu Laosan did not hesitate to give the other person a few kilograms of rice to express his gratitude.

 “Take it, take it! It’s getting late, go back quickly!”

 He waved his hand and continued to grind rice.

The only rice bag was given to the young man who was an educated youth. Fortunately, there was a villager he was friends with among the people queuing up behind him. I even smoked the cigarettes he handed out during the food distribution. I borrowed a rice bag and used it, and he gave it back to me when I got home.

Over there, Xu Yin went to cut vegetables in her own land. Aunt Chunhua, who was passing by, said that her father almost fell down. She was worried and trotted to the brigade headquarters.

 “Dad, are you okay?”

"What can happen to me? This is not good! Why are you here?"

“I heard from Aunt Chunhua that you almost fell down. I’m worried about you. Come and have a look.”

Since they are all here, Xu Yin is not busy going home and takes over from Xu Laosan to push the stone roller.

"I'll push it. You can rest for a while. Which foot is sprained? Are you really okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay!" Xu Laosan jumped twice to show her, "Look, there's nothing wrong at all."

 Xu Yin was relieved.

People around me praised: "Lao San, your daughter is so filial!"

“He is both capable and filial. I don’t know which young man will be better off in the future.”

 “The third child is so lucky!”

 “That’s that!” Xu Laosan laughed so hard that crow’s feet appeared.

Outside the brigade headquarters, Xu Chengjin, who had not gone far, looked back at Xu Yin, who was being crushed in the crowd.

　　The afterglow of the setting sun shone on her peaceful face, making her pretty face even brighter.

He looked away and smiled inwardly: What are you thinking about?

 The word "quiet years" is destined to have nothing to do with him, a person walking in darkness.

 Hands are heavy.

 He lowered his head and looked at the rice bag he was holding in his left hand, and the coldness in his eyes dimmed considerably.

To him, the world seemed not entirely dark.

 (End of this chapter)