Wearing to the 70s: Mr. Rough Man, Please Spare Me

When we got to the brigade, there was indeed a long queue.

Some came with carts, some came with poles, and some even came with a sack.

An Xin did not go to the team, but went straight to the place where the food was distributed.

But when passing by the educated youth team, they were stopped.

"An Xin, I know you are anxious about your food rations, but who of us here is not anxious? You'd better not jump in line. If you are anxious, I... will give you my seat, I Go down and rearrange it.”

An Xin squinted her eyes and looked at Yu Wanqing who was making a show. She hadn't settled the previous accounts with her yet.

Okay, then she will accompany you.

An Xin smiled: "Really? Wanqing, you are so kind, so I will stand by you and trouble you to rearrange it."

Ma Xiaoling next to her quickly stopped her: "Wanqing, why are you so nice to her? Didn't you notice that she has been ignoring you recently?"

Zhang Xiangyang from the other team also heard it, "An Xin, don't be too thick-skinned. You still have the nerve to take advantage of other people's achievements if you don't take the initiative yourself."

An Xin said with an innocent face: "I had no intention of taking Wanqing's position, but Wanqing said it just now. Wanqing, does what you just said still count?"

Hearing An Xin's words, she wanted to take back her previous words, but she still had to maintain her image in front of everyone.

Yu Wanqing clenched her back teeth tightly. She just said casually, knowing that An Xin must be embarrassed.

What a miscalculation. Why has An Xin been so smart recently?

Seeing that Yu Wanqing didn't answer, An Xin added fire: "Wanqing, do you regret it? If you do, just say so. I won't blame you."

"Come here." Yu Wanqing had no choice but to say it bravely. In fact, she was already very upset.

An Xin really joined Yu Wanqing's team.

"Wanqing, stand with me and I'll rearrange the arrangement." The one who spoke was Zhang Xiangyang, who truly loved Wanqing.

Hearing Zhang Xiangyang's words, Yu Wanqing was overjoyed and was about to walk towards Zhang Xiangyang, but was stopped by An Xin's words.

An Xin said: "Zhang Zhiqing, you don't have to call me. We Wanqing are so kind, how can we let you queue up again?"

Yu Wanqing was so angry that she greeted all An An's ancestors before slowly walking towards the end of the line.

At this time, the captain's voice sounded, "Girl An, go and deliver food to the five-guarantee households in the village."

"Hey!" An Xin's loud voice sounded, and she wanted Yu Wanqing at the end to hear it.

The rations here are distributed according to the principle of seven per person and three per cent of labor. The population accounts for [-]%, which is the basic ration, and work points account for [-]%.

For people without labor force, such as five-guarantee households, these [-]% of food rations are needed to maintain basic living.

But for a prime-age person, this basic ration is far from enough, so you need to earn work points in order to eat enough.

Many people helped move the grain to the tractor.

And An Anxin sat on the driver's seat and started the tractor heroically.Many of them sat beside her like guardians.

Under the envious eyes of everyone, the tractor drove slowly out.

The tractor deliberately stopped next to Yu Wanqing, "Wanqing, I'm so sorry. I didn't know that I had to transport grain, and you had to queue up again."

After saying that, Wanqing did not say anything, the tractor drove away again, and the black smoke made Yu Wanqing cough frequently.

After Yu Wanqing finished coughing, she looked at the approaching tractor with eyes as fierce as hockey pucks.

Don't worry, I remember.

An Xin, who was driving the tractor, was humming a song happily.

"Sister, what's the name of your song? Why haven't I heard it?"

"This is called "should"."

"It's quite appropriate. The educated youth named Wanqing just now is not a good one."

"Can you see that?"

"Although I sometimes have a weak IQ, I'm not mentally retarded. It's so obvious that even a blind person can see it. Who can I deceive by pretending to be pitiful?"

After hearing many words, An Xin suddenly laughed.

No, there are just so many blind people who can’t see it.

Either the authorities are obsessed with the onlookers, or Duoduo really has a pair of discerning eyes.

When An Xin returned from delivering the food, some people had already received it.

Those who received the food were filled with joy, pulled a cart and drove away with a smile.There was also a person with a sad look on his face, carrying a sack and walking around sighing.

There are still a few people in their brigade who have carts. The majority of people have received food, but they can only carry it back bag by bag.

An Xin walked to the captain and accountant at the front of the team.

After a while, I heard the "chugging" sound of the tractor.

An Xin, who was in the car, shouted: "Uncle Fugui, Grandpa Fu, and Aunt Wang, please bring the food here and I will give you a ride."

The families that were called all received relatively large amounts of food, and they were waiting for their family members to come and move the food one by one.

Hearing this, he was immediately overjoyed and said, "An Zhiqing, this is too troublesome for you."

"No trouble, no trouble, just kick the accelerator."

The families then moved the food up and people sat on it.

"Tutu" the iron bump drove away again.

An Anxin sent them off one by one. When he returned to the brigade after seeing them off, he saw a few more people who were worried about moving food.

Among them is the Dou family. Although they have a cart, their family has a large population and earns a lot of centimeters, so even a cart cannot fit in it.

"Aunt Fang, I'll give you a ride." An Xin shouted to Fang Ping, then turned to greet other members to load the grain onto the tractor.

In this way, several more deliveries were made one after another.

When I came back again, all the comrades in the educated youth camp had received food, except Yu Wanqing.

"An Xin, please stop the car, I need to be delivered too." The speaker was Chu Wenhao, who had not spoken for a long time.

Ma Xiaoling's always sharp voice came: "Yes, we haven't sent it yet, please stop."

The educated youths also echoed: "Yes, An Xin, we are all educated youths, are you giving us a gift this time?"

Originally, An Xin thought about turning around and giving them as a gift. One gift was a gift, and all of them were also a gift.

But hearing their commanding tone, moral kidnapping, and taking it for granted, she didn't want to send it away.

He drove away without stopping.

Ma Xiaoling chased after her: "An Xin! What do you mean, you don't want to send us off?"

"Yes, I don't want to. I originally wanted to help, but seeing your tone makes me unhappy."

"You...why don't you help? This tractor is not yours, it belongs to the public."

An Xin smiled, as if he had heard a funny joke: "There is no reason, just because I drive this tractor. If you are really angry, you can ask Lao Li to drive it?"