The Qingxi Brigade is located deep in the mountains, and the only water source is a small river ditch that is less than five meters wide at its widest point and no more than waist deep at its deepest.
With such geographical conditions, it is naturally impossible to cultivate paddy fields and grow rice.
Nowadays, more than 300 acres of farmland and more than 100 acres of reclaimed wasteland in the village are all dry fields. The crops harvested in the autumn are coarse grains such as corn, sorghum, soybeans, millet, and sweet potatoes.
Nowadays, when the production team distributes grain, it pays enough to the state, and after retaining enough to the collective, the remaining grain is distributed according to the principle of "seven labors and three labors per person".
The so-called "people work seven times and work three times" means 70% of the basic rations and 30% of the work share.
Basic rations are based on head count. According to policy regulations, basic rations will be distributed to children upon landing.
At this time, there was a saying for dividing rations, which was called "enough or not, three hundred and six".
But in fact, not everyone can get so much food. Three hundred and six is the standard for adults.
Each brigade is different based on the actual situation. The Qingxi brigade is divided according to age. Eighty to fourteen years old is based on 80% of adults, eight to three years old is based on 60% of adults, and those under three years old are. It's half.
Of course, the rations in this regulation are not standard grains, but gross grains, or it can be said that they are not completely grains.
The so-called gross grain refers to sorghum, millet, rice, and wheat in their shells, and corn refers to corn kernels.
In this era, the best flour is Fuqiang flour, which is rarely seen in rural areas. If you can eat a meal of black noodles (whole wheat flour), you have a very good life. If you can eat white noodles, you can make dumplings during the New Year.
Of course, if you expect that "three hundred and six" are just gross food, you are wrong again.
Although the soil in the Qingxi Brigade is relatively fertile, there is only so much arable land, and the food output is limited, so there is naturally not much leftover.
Therefore, it is thankful to God that half of this basic ration is grain. The remaining half is mostly sweet potatoes and potatoes.
According to the policy, five kilograms of sweet potatoes are worth one kilogram of grain, and six kilograms of potatoes are worth one kilogram of grain.
The abacus in Yun Shu's heart was rattling. There were three members of their family, but they were all children. Xiao Zhuang could weigh 180 kilograms, Big Zhuang could weigh 216 kilograms, and she herself could weigh 288 kilograms. Together they were 684 kilograms.
Among the nearly 700 kilograms of grain, at least 300 kilograms are divided into sweet potatoes, which is 1,500 kilograms, enough to feed three children.
But sweet potatoes are still fresh for Yun Shu to bake and eat from time to time, so they can just eat them as rice.
Her little plan was to ask her grandfather to come forward and trade food with a family whose children were strong but didn't have much labor.
There was no family planning these days, and every household had as few as two or three, as few as four or five, and as many as seven or eight was nothing. In Yun Shu’s previous life, she had a second uncle living next door to her, and her mother gave birth to twelve children. , even Grandma Yun Shu also has six children.
At that time, every family had no money and only had to live with such a small amount of food for half a year. Those who could feed all these children were capable parents.
Because there are many children, these five kilograms of sweet potatoes, worth one kilogram of grain, have become a good thing, and naturally many people want to exchange them.
Yun Shu was thinking about it, and by chance he looked up and saw the old lady of the Wang family and Wang Tiezhu's family lined up in the crowd. Even Xiao Wen was held in Xia Zhaodi's arms and brought over. Now the open space was full of excitement. , she is not afraid of scaring the child.
but……
Yun Shu rolled his eyes and walked back with Da Zhuang and Haichuan.
"Sister, the food will be distributed soon!"
Probably because he was hungry, even though he had been fed by Yun Shu for almost two months, Da Zhuang was still very persistent in his pursuit of food. Now that Yun Shu is retreating instead of advancing, he is a little anxious.
Yun Shu glanced at Da Zhuang, and then at Haichuan. For an average age, Haichuan from Wangye's family was obviously more calm. I have to say that it is absolutely true that parents are their children's first teachers.
But who said it was his younger brother who couldn't hold himself back? Yun Shu couldn't be considered disappointed. After all, it was the reaction that a normal child like Da Zhuang should have. Both she and Haichuan seemed out of place with ordinary children.
"Anyway, it won't be our turn for a while, so why not go home and get a thermos and a water cup, and pour some water for me and Uncle Yongqing. We can just get a small horse and sit next to me. It won't be in the way."
When Da Zhuang and Haichuan heard this, they naturally agreed.
The pony ties at home are all handmade by Yun Shu himself. Except for the shaft in the middle that needs some explanation, the other materials are simple. The wood used is picked from the firewood pile at home, and the top is hemp rope. Yun Shu's skillful hands weaved the hemp rope tightly, which was quite beautiful.
Da Zhuang and Haichuan each took two mazas. Yun Shu held a thermos in his left hand and put a handful of tea leaves in it. He held a bamboo basket in his right hand with four or five large coarse porcelain bowls in it.
These days, it's not even easy to buy bowls like this. These bowls were brought by Uncle Jianye last time, but they have been sitting around for nothing. The ones used at home are still wooden bowls that Yun Shu took out from the space.
By the time the three of them returned to the brigade, the food distribution had already begun. To whomever the queue reached, the accountant and cashier would turn to the page in the account book in their hands, and then read out the basic rations. Those who carried the food and were in charge of the scales would Even if the weight of the kilograms of grain is poor, the difference is less than two taels. After all, so many eyes are watching.
Everyone was staring at the food, and they were not discovered until Yun Shu, Dazhuang, and Haichuan walked in front of them.
Da Zhuang and Haichuan were a little uncomfortable with being stared at by so many pairs of eyes, but Yun Shu was not afraid. She smiled at her grandfather and the village party secretary who looked at her with doubtful eyes, and her small white teeth reflected light in the sun.
"This food distribution will not be finished in a while. I saw that my father and several uncles didn't bring any water, so they went home and brought the thermos."
Nowadays, there are only a handful of houses in the village that have a thermos. This is a big item, not only difficult to buy, but also very expensive. It is rare for someone to give it up like Yun Shu.
When she took out a few bowls and put them on the table, the expressions on everyone's faces became gentler when they saw that it was still tea.
Village party secretary Zhao Yongqing smiled at the team leader Wang Dazhi and said: "Brother, this kid Da Ya is very generous and filial. He is thinking about you, so we will also benefit from it."
At this time, Wang Dazhi also felt that his face was glowing. With a smile on his lips, he said with rare humility: "Da Ya is indeed a good boy." Then he asked Yun Shu to pour water for several uncles.
Yun Shu took the opportunity to stand next to her grandfather, while Da Zhuang and Haichuan waited for four little horses to rush into the crowd. One of them was handed directly to the old lady of the Wang family, and the remaining three were given to the elderly or disabled. You can't fight for a long time.
Yun Shu looked up at the old lady of the Wang family, who had a livid face but had to hold back her anger, and Xia Zhaodi, who had twinkling eyes next to her, with a smile on her face.
So what if we don’t spend the Mid-Autumn Festival together? So what if rumors spread around the village?
They gave them the Boxing Day gifts, and they treated their grandparents exactly the same. Their grandsons and granddaughters, who had lost their parents, were treated more favorably than Wang Tiezhu, his biological son.
So, who can outlaw their conscience and say that they are unfilial?
Some people will never know why flowers are so red unless they see some colors.
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