"Horse worker, horse worker, it's bad, it's a big deal." Zhang Liang ran out from outside.
Ma Teng sat by the coal stove, warming himself by the fire, reading a book, and turning over a few chestnuts from time to time.
On the road a few days ago, a fellow villager picked up what was sold in the city. It cost 5 cents a pound, and two big bags of Ma Teng were fully covered.
"You can't be steady. It's so turbulent every day. How do you want Mei Lin to think of you?" Ma Teng didn't raise his head, still turning the chestnuts for fear of burning them.
"Oh, my brother Ma, what time is it?"
"Tell me what happened, what made you so confused? Did the electrical box explode, or was there a fire in the workshop?"
"What the hell, it's not about electricity."
"You, you are an electrician. This is a steel rolling mill. It is not about electricity. What are you doing?" Ma Teng glanced at Zhang Liang angrily.
"It's a matter of rations. The rations have been reduced. Each person has lost 4 kilograms per month. Mine was 42 kilograms. Now it's better, it has become 38 kilograms. I have a big family at home. How can I live like this?"
"Did you only lose 4 pounds?" Ma Teng looked up at Zhang Liang.
"Ah..., I said Brother Ma, 4 pounds. Is 4 pounds still too little? Still losing weight? If you lose any more weight, you will starve to death."
"Hey, what do you think of the weather this year?" Ma Teng stood up and lifted the curtain and went outside. Looking at the sunny and cold day, there were no dark clouds at all.
"The weather? It's very good. What does this have to do with our rations?"
"Hey, if you don't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are, if you don't farm, you don't know how rare it is to rain."
Zhang Liang scratched his head and said, "Brother Ma, I was talking to you about rations, why did you stay up with me all day long?"
"Idiot, it hasn't rained for more than half a year. It just snowed a little, and the land is not wet. Do you know what it means? It means that the farmland is short of water. Do you know what the lack of water means? That means that the farmland must be given What should I do if it doesn’t rain and there is no water in the river? People will die without water, and the same goes for farmers. Without farmers, where will the food come from?
Liangzi, go and call us all back. You said you singles are crowding into someone else's drawing room. I can understand that. Those two brothers are also crowding in. Do they want to go home and kneel on the washboard? "
"Oh, I'll go right away." Zhang Liang agreed and quickly ran towards the drawing room.
Zhang Liang and graphic designer Wu Meilin are considered concubines, and they just need to meet their parents. However, in this conservative era, the relationship between the two of them is only as long as you make me a meal and I will bring you an egg from home. degree.
And there is this guy Cao Haijun, who has fallen in love with the most beautiful southern beauty in the drawing room. Ma Teng can only have a Yaoyao head. Look at what they use every day. When eating in the cafeteria, they have to put a handkerchief under their lunch box. , my hair, clothes, and even nails are kept clean every day. If you get close and smell it, you will not only smell of cream, but also an extremely light perfume. You can't smell it unless you are too close. Ma Teng dared to say that the stuff she used to wash her hair had a smell that Ma Teng had never smelled before.
The two of them have different ideas, concepts and living habits. It is estimated that in the end, they will only be in vain. As for the reminder? Life without experiencing lovelorn is imperfect, isn't it?
Soon everyone from the electrician team came back.
Ma Teng divided the roasted chestnuts into two for each person.
"Horse, what are you doing with us?" said the impatient Brother Shen.
"Ryoko told me just now that the rations have been reduced. Do you know?"
As soon as Ma Teng's words came out, everyone lowered their heads.
"It seems that everyone knows it. I am the last one to know. How is everyone's family situation?" Ma Teng pinched open a chestnut and ate it. The chestnut was roasted until it was oily. nose.
"Ma Gong, to be honest, it's just barely enough. Fortunately, the child has not lost weight now." Brother Cheng said.
"The thing that calls you back is that no matter what method you use recently, whether it's high prices, whether it's exchanging things, you can get as much as you can. As long as it's food, just bring it home. It doesn't matter how much you have, the more the better. Okay, another thing is that no matter how much food you have at home, you have to tell others that you are running out of food and you don’t have enough to eat. Do you understand?
I can only say so much about our relationship. Life or death depends on you.
Also, what I said to you today is rotten in your stomach. You can only tell it to your family members. If the market becomes restless, do you think you can still buy things?
Okay, that’s all, let’s go and have fun wherever we need to. " Ma Teng waved to them.
In the first half month, Ma Teng discovered that there were fewer and fewer people selling things. It was probably because the country started to restrict purchases at that time.
I haven't received my food for this month yet. It's the end of the month. When I get off work, I have to go to the food station to get it.
At the end of December, it seemed to be getting dark a little early.
When Ma Teng came out of the grain station, it was only 5:30, but it was already a bit dark.
However, I only need food for this month. I am already a level 7 electrician. The rations are distributed to heavy manual laborers, which is a full 49 kilograms. However, because of the snacks Ma Teng received after the policy, 4 kilograms were directly deducted. Only 45 pounds.
Among them, 5 jins of white flour, 5 jins of rice, 5 jins of millet, 5 jins of corn grits (corn kernels are crushed into small particles), and the remaining 24 jins are all corn noodles.
This is corn grits. If you don’t know, you can take a look.
Brothers, make no mistake, the difference between cornmeal and cornmeal is not that big.
In the past, you could convert the stick noodles and exchange them for other grains, but today you can't buy stick noodles.
Ma Teng is really not used to eating stick noodles. Corn grits can be mixed with rice and steamed together, which is actually quite good. The steamed buns made from corn flour are also delicious, but Ma Teng is really not used to eating these stick noodles.
Even if you want to go home, you can only feed the chickens.
Not to mention the three little hens I bought first, they have already started laying eggs. Although I am not sure they will lay eggs in one day, I can always get two in a day, and if I am lucky, I can get three. Ma Teng can now He said there was no need to buy eggs.
Just a small bag in a small cloth bag strapped to the back seat.
"Xiao Ma is back. You went to buy food. Have you reduced your food intake?" As soon as they arrived at the gate, Yan Bugui trotted over to greet him.
He enthusiastically helped Ma Teng move the car into the yard.
"Why haven't you lost weight? Damn me. If I had received it at the beginning of the month, I wouldn't have lost 4 kilograms of food. Hey, third uncle, I won't tell you anymore. I'm going back to plan how to eat this food."
After Ma Teng left, Yan Bugui curled his lips, "Who doesn't know that you used to weigh 49 pounds a month and you have lost 4 pounds? You still have 45 pounds."
Yan Bugui is also scratching his head. He used to weigh 36 pounds, but now he weighs 32 pounds. His wife has no job, but she can be considered a city dweller, but she only weighs 28 pounds. A few boys, even less.
It's not just Yan Bugui who is worried in the courtyard, other families are also looking at the food bags and worrying.
Many people with brains have guessed that food must be valuable now, but what is the use of money? Survival is the most important thing.
"Master, you said that in this big family of mine, I am the only one who has food rations. How should my family live?" Jia Dongxu sat on the threshold of Yi Zhonghai, smoking Dasang one after another.
Not only Jia Dongxu is worried, but Yi Zhonghai is also worried. It has been less than half a month, but why is Ma Teng still alive and kicking?
Last Sunday, I carried people on my back and went there again. The result was that the house was empty. Not only was there no one left, but even the house in the yard collapsed.
Yi Zhonghai gave himself a few big mouths on the spot.
The 400 yuan was just gone.
But Yi Zhonghai was also lucky. Black Dragon Hall directly lost 35 people, and all of them were disabled. Although the hall was not implicated in the end, it was still in ruins. They originally wanted to find Yi Zhonghai, but due to manpower issues, they were still unable to recover. At that time, Yi Zhonghai escaped disaster because of the exposure of the casino incident.
Hearing Jia Dongxu's words, Yi Zhonghai came back to his senses, "How can we survive? How can we survive? Let your mother go to your hometown as an excuse to eat. Aren't your family members growing the land? It takes a hundred kilograms of grain." Take it easy, there is Huairu's family, her land is also in her hometown, there is one adult and two children, they all want to come, and it will last the year, I guess it will be fine." Yi Zhonghai said, puffing on his cigarette.
"Hey, master, don't you know? There is no land of one's own in the countryside. It was all collected as a collective a few years ago. Don't you know?"
"Really? I don't have any relatives in the countryside. Where did I know that this happened? I only heard about large-scale collective production, but not that all the land was taken away from the public?
In this case, the village has not reserved rations for you? "
"Master, no, you get work points when you go to the fields, and you get work points when you work. At the end of the year, you can exchange your personal work points for rations. If you don't have work points, you don't have rations."
Yi Zhonghai's mind turned around, "Dongxu, what if your mother goes back to the countryside first? At least she can earn her own food. Can you support yourself in the city?"
Even with my help, the most I can do is let you raise Qin Huairu and the two children.
Think about it yourself. "Yi Zhonghai dropped the cigarette butt and drank water from the teapot.
