The tough life of a beautiful educated young girl from the 1970s who married a rough man

After breakfast, Jiang Haining and Liu Lili went to work, Jiang Haining and Xu Yunliang went up the mountain again, and in the morning they had to carry back all the firewood they cut yesterday afternoon.

They are going back to the city after lunch.

Xu Jun voluntarily stayed in Tianling Village to experience rural life, and Xu Yunliang was naturally relieved. There is old lady Jiang and Jiang Haining taking care of him here, so there is no need to worry about trouble.

And this child is quite obedient to Shen Zhiwei's discipline, maybe after a summer of labor training, he will be reborn and grow up to be sensible.

Grandma Jiang took Xu Jun to find Zhao Jinbao, and was going to ask Zhao Jinbao to take him to cut pigweed.

She did this because she wanted Xu Jun to get in touch with rural children.

A child who grows up in a honeypot does not know that happiness is not easy to come by. He has to see what kind of life the rural children of the same age live in order to know what contentment is.

"Grandma Jiang, what kind of child is Zhao Jinbao?"

Xu Jun was very curious about the little friend he was about to meet.

"He is only ten years old, three years younger than you. His parents died when he was three years old, and he has lived with his sister Zhao Jinfeng ever since. They have a very good relationship with each other. His sister fell ill last month. It was also your sister Wei Wei who healed her.

In order to thank Wei Wei, Zhao Jinbao promised to help her cut pigweed for two months and give it to her. "

Mrs. Jiang introduced as she walked.

There are many low and dilapidated wooden houses or adobe houses on the side of the road. Xu Jun couldn't help but look around curiously.

Mrs. Jiang continued to introduce, "Look, this is the house where people live in the countryside. The roof is covered with tiles. If it rains for a long time or there is a strong wind, the tiles will break. Put washbasins to catch rainwater."

"Why don't they build a new house?" The boy who didn't understand suffering asked doubtfully.

Grandma Jiang sighed, "It costs 500 yuan to build a new house in this village, which is a huge sum of money for them. Some people can't afford to build a house, and they can't even get a wife. In this village, 25 and [-] years old There are quite a few unmarried older men and young people."

"Why don't they have money to build a new house?"

Xu Jun was puzzled again, "Farmers have land and don't worry about food and vegetables, so how can they have no money?"

Mrs. Jiang choked for a while, and explained patiently, "This rural land belongs to the production collective. They usually have to participate in collective production labor to share the grain. Now the grain yield per mu of land is not high. Except for the public grain, the rest Each adult in the family gets 370 catties of rice a year, and 280 catties for the children. Only about 70.00% of the rice is left after the skins are discarded, so they also grow sweet potatoes and potatoes to supplement their food rations.

Our households living in the city don’t farm the land, and the food stamps issued to the grain stations every month are part of the public grain paid by these farmers.

People in the city work in units and factories and are paid wages and food stamps on time every month, while these farmers only get paid at the end of the year, which depends on the production team's harvest for a year.

After the production team handed over the collective grain to public rations and distributed basic rations, they sold the rest to the grain station for some money, and also planted some peanuts, soybeans and other agricultural and sideline products to sell to the supply and marketing cooperatives for some money. The work points earned by going out to work are distributed. There are many laborers. Families with a lot of work can get more than 100 yuan a year. Families with less labor force not only get no money, but also owe money to the production team, because the basic rations are also converted into work points. of……"

Xu Jun suddenly realized, "No wonder they are so poor. Yesterday I saw Brother Xiao and Brother Sun's clothes were patched."

"You haven't seen a patched farmer yet. Many children in the village don't even have to wear trousers. There are quite a few bare buttocks. Don't look down on Zhao Jinbao when you see him later.

Although his food and clothing are not as good as yours, he is much more sensible than you and knows how to help share the housework. The same goes for other children in the village. Those who are not old enough to participate in collective labor to earn work points have to go to the mountains to collect firewood or cut pigweed. feed the pigs.

Farmers with five or more members are required to raise one pig and sell it to the food station of the township commune at the end of the year.

Farmers are not able to eat enough, and pigs have no food to eat. A pig only weighs 100 to [-] catties a year. In exchange for money, you can get [-] or more than [-] yuan. This is also a very important part of a family. A sum of income, so the half-grown children have to cut pigweed.

The pork we eat in the city is sold by the farmers to the food terminal. Our family can share a catty of meat tickets every month, and we can buy meat with the tickets. But the farmers themselves can’t eat pork all year round in order to save some money, and they don’t have oil to cook. ..."

For the first time, Xu Jun understood the difference between farmers and urban residents, and said with emotion, "It seems that the life of farmers is indeed harder than ours, and it is very great. It turns out that they hand in the grain and pork we eat. .”

Mrs. Jiang nodded in relief.

After a while, some old farmers and village women who got up early to work in the vegetable garden passed by and greeted Mrs. Jiang warmly, "Grandma Jiang, good morning."

Some of them carried artificial fertilizers and plant ash, which made Xu Jun run away holding his nose.

Thinking that he will go to the countryside to join the queue in the future, and live this kind of life for a long time, it is really scary.

I felt sympathy for the educated youths like Shen Zhiwei in my heart.