The lives of refugees resettled outside Qing'an City have undergone earth-shaking changes.
At first it was just about reclaiming land to recruit workers and subsidizing food rations for everyone.
One person is given a full 30 kilograms of grain per month, and it is said to be a subsidy for one person's food rations.
Not to mention that this amount is enough for one person to eat for a month, but in this disaster year, it is enough for a family to eat for a month.
Zhang Hu's family was the first group of farmers to apply for land reclamation. The Zhang Hu family came with the people from Zhangjia Village fleeing. The family consists of a young man, a seventy-year-old mother, a frail and sick wife, an infant daughter, and a skinny eight-year-old child. The whole family managed to reach Qing'an City with only one breath. Seeing that the weather was getting colder and colder, the burden of the family of five became heavier and heavier, and the rice porridge they gave out became thinner and thinner. Countless people were in panic all day long, afraid that even There is no food.
When they were desperate, news of recruiting workers came from the north of the city, saying that they would reclaim the land and return food.
Each person is given 30 kilograms of food per month, and his relatives are given priority for treatment when they are sick, which is a great blessing.
It turned out that the village chief of Zhangjia Village took on the task of recording and recruiting workers. He became a steward of this work and received a bunch of copper coins. This is something they, the displaced refugees, cannot even imagine.
Zhang Hu was helpless and went with the attitude of giving it a try.
Unexpectedly, after only working for five days, half a month's worth of food was paid in advance, and the whole family finally had enough to eat. The little steward also said that the higher-ups ordered that if the work was done well this month, everyone would be fed next month, and maybe there would be green vegetables to eat.
Zhang Hu walked as if he were stepping on cotton these days. Seeing that the eyes of his mother, wife and children had never been brighter before, he secretly sighed in his heart that he was on the right path.
"Huzi, you've finished your work." Aunt Li from Zhangjiacun lived next to his tent. She stood there as if she had been waiting for a long time. Her hands and feet were trembling with cold, but she pretended to be casual. Say hello, "Are you still looking for workers? Can my calf come in?"
Zhang Xiaoniu, an only child in Aunt Li's family, was initially afraid that the workers would be cheated and used as black laborers, and would be whipped every day and forced to work, so she did not dare to go. Seeing that Zhang Hu's family was getting better and better, she felt a little regretful.
Zhang Hu paused. Quite a few people had asked him this question recently, "Aunt Li, the manager said it's not that she doesn't want to hire her, but that she doesn't have enough food."
When Aunt Li heard this, she fell to her knees on the ground and cried loudly, "What can we do? We are also hungry..."
"Aunt Li, Aunt Li, don't cry. I heard that the new city lord of Qing'an City has made arrangements. In a few days, there will be new jobs and new land will be reclaimed. The manager quietly told me that the jobs to come are not only for Qing There are also women in their prime, and our chief steward is now a powerful figure, saying that City Lord Mu will let us all live."
Aunt Li had no strength to cry. She wiped her tears after hearing this and looked up at Zhang Hu, "Really?"
Zhang Hu lowered his voice and said quickly: "It's absolutely true. I saw the chief steward giving instructions to our village chief today."
Aunt Li stopped making trouble and got up quickly, "Our village chief is now a small manager. I once helped his mother-in-law. I'm going to check it out now."
"Aunt Li, you must not go. Everyone is focused on the work now. You will inevitably leak the news when you go to the village chief. If this word spreads, will it be your calf's turn?" Aunt Li's heart skipped a beat and she hurriedly He nodded and rubbed his hands, "You're right, if I wait a little longer, can you borrow some more food?"
Zhang Hu's wife rushed out of the tent, "No, no, my family can't even eat enough snacks, and my daughter only survives on a few mouthfuls of rice soup!"
When Aunt Li saw Zhang Hu's wife coming out, she retreated into the tent and did not dare to provoke her again.
"Why are you paying attention to her? When you were going to register, she said a lot of sarcastic things, saying that you would never come back once you left."
Zhang Hu was tired and pushed his wife into the tent.
The tent was packed with a whole family, but it wasn't very warm and there was draft everywhere. Fortunately, they have rice in their pots and food to eat, and their lives are much better than others.
"This tent is leaking air everywhere. I still need to tear off my clothes, otherwise I won't be able to mend them." Zhang Hu's wife picked up the child and said with a reddish eye.
"Keep it up, I heard that the city wants to build a house for us, and the manager is currently selecting a site."
When Zhang Hu said such a fantasy, he actually didn't believe it himself. Seeing his family members, he didn't even say anything, and then said: "I heard that the food I have grown in the past few days is of immortality. If the harvest is good, one acre of it is said to be immortal." It can produce 3,000 kilograms!”
"How much!" the whole family exclaimed.
