Chapter 8 The best sister-in-law in the 1980s (8)

Equally dumbfounded were the inspection group not far away and the farm leadership team accompanying the visit.

 After a long while, the leader sighed happily:

　　“A woman is no match for a man! Which school is this female classmate from? How long have you been learning to drive a tractor?”

The farm leader immediately replied:

“Today we come to the County No. 6 Middle School, because the teaching tasks of each period are different…”

 Tractor plowing was purely a temporary job addition, and students were not exposed to this before.

 So he didn’t know how long Xu Yin had been studying.

But to be honest, the preparations in the early stage will be in vain, and the editing should be nice:

“This is also for the sake of balance. We always do... well, we always learn the same kind of work. Students will inevitably have opinions. What’s more, labor education is originally about education as the mainstay and labor as a supplement. Learning all aspects of labor is the true meaning of education..."

 The leaders from the province nodded in agreement:

"That makes sense! Xiao Wang, please write it down and tell everyone about it when you get back to the meeting. Labor classes are not just about labor. The main thing is to strengthen education and let students have more exposure to different types of work. After leaving school and entering society, they can Better connection.”

 After a pause, he said in disbelief:

“So, this female classmate is new to tractors today?”

“That’s not necessarily the case.” His secretary reminded in a low voice, “It is not difficult to prepare a tractor in each village now. You may have come across it during the busy farming season.”

　　It’s my first time to learn so well. Who would believe me if I tell you?

 But even if there is normal contact, driving so fast and plowing so deep, this is the level of skill.

 For example, the old masters who have been doing this work on the farm all year round cannot reach this level.

It makes me feel motion sick while sitting on a tractor, so uncomfortable that I feel like vomiting.

 Xu Yin didn’t finish plowing the last ridge of land, and the simulation interface finally showed an “S” rating, and the joy of victory filled her heart.

“Master, how do you think I’m doing?”

She happily turned her head and asked the master.

The system has given her an S-level rating, so the master must be able to praise her a bit, right?

 Old Master: “…”

 I'm so dizzy that I don't have the energy to speak, okay?

 Xu Yin: “…”

However, the old master was helpless, and the inspection team and the farm leadership team came over to praise her.

 Finally, someone mentioned it, and the farm leader waved his hand and awarded her a certificate of honor for “The First Tractor Operator in Agricultural-School Cooperation.”

 The prize is an enamel basin, a towel, and a pork knife.

 That's right, because of the inspection team this time, the farm endured the pain and prepared a lot of vegetables and meat.

 Students with outstanding performance and excellent completion of labor tasks will be given both spiritual and material rewards.

Just as the school selects top students and outstanding cadres every semester, the farm also held a final commendation meeting.

 Xu Yin was also taken for a group photo by an inspection group from the province.

Secretary Wang even whispered to her: "The leader has said that if there are competitions such as tractor plowing in the future, I will send you an invitation letter. With the foundation of these competitions, it will be much easier to enter the society to select model workers and red flag bearers in the future."

 Xu Yin: “…”

 No need to!

But it still feels good to go home with a prize on your back.

 “Dad, Mom, I’m back!”

 “Just in time for dinner. Why is it so late this time?”

Xu's mother saw a large baggage hanging on both sides of the front end of her car and a schoolbag on her body. She thought it was fabric for students' custom-made clothes, so she quickly came over to help.

"This week's labor class went to work on the farm. It ended a little late. I have to go back to school to get my schoolbag, but it's too late. Mom, what do you think this is?"

 She opened one of the large bundles, revealing a brand new enamel basin. "Ouch!" Xu's mother gasped, "Where did you get the money to buy it? You didn't waste the deposit given by your classmates, did you? Don't you have a washbasin at home? Why did you spend this wasted money!"

 Pretending to hit her.

"No!" Xu Yin said sternly, "This is a prize for my good work performance. It not only has a washbasin, but also towels and pork!"

 Speaking, he took out a knife of pork from another bag.

Originally, she didn’t want to stuff the meat into the bag, but she was worried about being seen along the way.

 After all, most people only buy meat in knives during the New Year and festivals.

 Normally, weighing half a catty is considered a big deal, but such a large meat trailer faucet is too eye-catching, so I have to bear the burden.

 “Pig, pork?”

Seeing the five kilograms of pork, Xu’s mother was dizzy. “Is it really a prize? No deposit?”

“I won’t lie to anyone if I lie to you! It’s really a prize. Well, here’s the certificate!”

 Seeing the certificate, Xu’s mother couldn’t help but smile:

“Oops, old man! Our daughter has won a prize! It’s a grand prize! The prizes are huge, including washbasins, towels, pork... Where are you, old man? You’re hiding in the latrine to smoke again, aren’t you!!”

  The washbasins and towels that Xu Yin brought back were all hidden in the cabinet in the bedroom by Xu’s mother:

 “Keep it for you as a dowry.”

 Xu Yin: “…”

 Happily the pork has not been cooked.

“It’s too late today. I’ll cook braised pork for you tomorrow.” Xu’s mother said happily.

 Since the reform and opening up, meat stamps and cloth stamps have been canceled in some fast-developing areas.

Although Mingyang County has relaxed the agricultural product market, allowing farmers to take to the streets to sell their own chickens, ducks, geese, eggs, vegetables, and mountain products, the supply of pork is still in short supply, so the meat stamps have not been cancelled.

 With urban households, you can receive a monthly quota of meat coupons. Even if it is only half a catty, it is still fresh pork. In the countryside, it is not so good.

Fortunately, in the past two years, pig raising is no longer limited to village collectives. Households can apply to raise pigs if they want to, but they need to turn in a task pig at the end of the year.

 Families with rich labor force in the village will raise a few pigs, and they have to wait until the end of the year to complete the turn-in tasks before they can kill them and eat them.

The old Xu family also wanted to raise two animals at that time, one to hand in tasks and the other to kill for food.

Even though his family is not rich in labor, they have a daughter-in-law, so it doesn’t hurt to call her out at all.

 But raising pigs is no better than raising chickens and ducks. The area of ​​the pig pen is larger.

Old Xu's house has two yards at the front and back. After building two wing rooms in the front, the yard is half the size. There is also a drinking well next to it. After building a pigsty, there is no yard.

One side of the backyard is a firewood shed and toilet, the other side is planted with seasonal vegetables, and the back is a private plot.

 To build a pig pen, you have to destroy the vegetable plot, which is really a bit reluctant.

 In addition, the original person was firmly opposed to raising pigs at home and felt that raising pigs was too smelly.

Even if she doesn’t need to cut pig grass, cook pig food, or clean pig pens, she still feels that she is losing face and her female classmates in the city should laugh at her.

In this way, Lao Xu’s family did not raise pigs, but spent money to buy pork at the end of the year.

In any case, her family has an eldest son who earns a salary, and the money is better than other families.

In any case, life is much better than a few years ago. I buy half a fan of pork during the Chinese New Year and eat it several times. The rest is smoked and salted, so I can eat it sparingly until the next summer harvest.

Especially for people like Xu Mu who are very economical and have food until autumn.

 (End of this chapter)