Qian Shulan thought that after the working group left, Qian Minghua would be released.
But who would have thought that there was none at all. In fact, the working group had already moved into the commune, waiting for the next batch of spring potatoes to come down.
Qian Shulan brought some food and accompanied Qian Weihan to visit the commune. Qian Minghua was in good spirits except that he was a little thinner.
He just heard that there was a lot of chaos outside, and he was in a terrible mood.
After seeing the people, Qian Weihan went to the post office to mail a letter, and Qian Shulan went to the middle school to pick up Zhengguo and the donkey.
They have finished their exams, and today is the day when the results will be announced.
Although she was confident that they could do well in the exam, who knew what might happen.
As soon as Qian Shulan reached the door, she saw Zhengguo rushing out of the school with a happy face, and the little donkey was chasing him from behind.
"Why are you running so fast? My feet still hurt." Some time ago, because they had to rush to harvest crops, they did not study at home even though they were about to take exams. They had to work during the day and catch cicadas at night.
Zhengguo excitedly held up the report card in his hand and said, "What do you know? If grandma knew that I was admitted to a technical secondary school, she would be so happy."
The little donkey was speechless.
Seeing Zhengguo running away, Qian Shulan quickly called him, "Zhengguo, grandma is here."
Zheng Guo, who had rushed far away, did not hear it, but the little donkey was close by and heard it immediately.
The little donkey first called out to Zhengguo, and when he turned around, he ran towards Qian Shulan, "Grandma, you're here!"
Qian Shulan nodded his head and took the report card from his hand.
Well, the score is not low. "Did you get into the technical secondary school?"
The little donkey showed a shy smile on his face and was about to speak with his lips pursed, but Zheng Guo spoke before he arrived, "He also passed the exam, and he ranked last."
The little donkey blushed with embarrassment.
"That's good that you passed. Come on! Grandma will take you home to celebrate." Qian Shulan was very happy. As long as these two children could pass the technical secondary school entrance examination, they would be able to become workers after graduation if nothing unexpected happened.
As a high school student, Jungkook still had to find a job on his own, so they didn't have to worry about her at all.
The two children's faces were filled with joy when they heard the celebration.
The little donkey may have read people's faces for many years, so he knows a lot and is sensitive. He cautiously probed, "Grandma, I heard from my classmates that there is no food at home."
Little Donkey ranked tenth in the exam, but there were many students ahead of him whose families did not agree to let him go because they had no food or money.
In those days, not only did you have to pay eight or nine yuan in tuition per semester, but you also had to pay food rations to the school cafeteria every month.
There was not enough food to eat, and it was not an easy task to save it for two growing boys. It often caused family conflicts.
Zhengguo's surname is Wang, so it makes sense for the whole family to support him. However, his surname is Sun, so he is not from the Wang family. He knows that his grandmother loves him, but will his uncles and aunts have any ideas? He cannot make things difficult for his grandmother.
Qian Shulan felt a little distressed when she saw the child. He was only twelve years old but he was so sensitive. She smiled and comforted him, "Don't worry, there is food at home." She glanced around and whispered to the two of them, "Grandma secretly hid some food."
He said and winked at the two of them.
The uneasy little donkey heaved a sigh of relief. Zhengguo patted his shoulder and said with some pride, "I told you that you were imagining things. My grandma is the best at hiding things, even better than me. She even hid meat in the past. But it's a pity that she doesn't have it now."
When the little donkey heard this, he looked at Qian Shulan with stars in his eyes.
Qian Shulan was a little amused, and hugged one of them, "Go home quickly."
When they got home, Zhengkang also came back. Sun Daqin couldn't wait to show Qian Shulan his graduation certificate, "Mom, look, this is Zhengkang's graduation certificate."
Qian Shulan looked through it and saw that it was indeed a high school diploma. But she hadn't found a job yet.
She said to Zhengkang, "Work is not easy. Your two uncles will help you make the connections."
Qian Shulan had asked Wang Shouzhi and Wang Shouli to pay close attention to the recruitment of several factories in the county. If there was any news of recruitment, they must come back to inform them. Unfortunately, people of this era kept the recruitment information of factories too secretive. They had not been able to find out for so long. Even if some factories were recruiting, they would only recruit people with connections, not them.
Now that it's a year of famine, it should be easier to change jobs than before.
Zhengkang nodded, frowned, and tried to ask, "Grandma, when I came back, I saw many militiamen guarding the road. Is the food we have stored enough for us to eat?"
Qian Shulan sighed and comforted him, "It's okay! We still have food at home. Besides, the sweet potatoes will be harvested soon."
She immediately thought, "Does Xiaofang have enough food?"
Zhengkang nodded, "Enough food, she bought it on the black market. Didn't we have a talisman paper event here last year? Many people in the city think it might be true. So she can't buy much food. But it's still much better than in the countryside." He asked tentatively, "Grandma, should we buy some on the black market? I heard that food is more than two yuan per pound now."
Qian Shulan sighed, "Didn't you tell me? There are militiamen guarding the road. Even if we buy food, they will confiscate it."
Zhengkang obviously hadn't thought of this, and was a little confused. "Then why don't I ask Xiaofang to help buy some. When the famine comes, we can go to the city to eat."
Qian Shulan didn't object, "It's up to you to decide!"
Zhengkang immediately went back to the house to find his own money. He also went to touch Zhiliaohou's money, so he still saved a lot of money.
What Qian Shulan was worried about was not the problem of food for her family, but the fact that the sweet potatoes in the field were almost ripe. Would the members of the cooperative be unwilling to harvest the crops
After all, once the crops are harvested, they will be taken away by the militia, and they won’t get anything except the seeds.
How could anyone be willing to work so hard to collect them
Just like today, we were supposed to water the sweet potatoes, but no one wanted to do it. The excuses were ready: we were hungry and couldn't do it.
Could it be that Qian Shulan wanted the commune to detain Minghua just to threaten these members to go to the fields to harvest sweet potatoes and then give them away for free
Oh, maybe it’s not a threat but a warning. Isn’t this too insidious
What if the members don't go to the fields to collect food? Will Minghua be labeled a bad element? Will they be forced to go hungry to collect food that is not distributed to them? That's a bit difficult!
Although Minghua was imprisoned in the commune because of everyone, she could not persuade these members. When she herself was starving, who would care about the lives of others
But what about Minghua
Qian Shulan felt a little headache.
She thought about it for a long time and decided that she couldn't go on like this. If she wanted these members to help Minghua, she had to give them food while the sweet potatoes were still not ripe.
After making up her mind, she immediately went to find Wang Shouquan.
"Aunt San, are you saying that you bought some wheat bran and chaff before and wanted to sell them to the villagers?" Wang Shouquan was a little incredulous.
Qian Shulan was even more surprised than him. The method she had finally come up with couldn't even get past Wang Shouquan. Wasn't this too low-level? She spread her hands and said, "There are so many poultry in the chicken and pig farms, and there is no money in the factory's accounts to buy food, so I naturally have to buy wheat bran and chaff to feed them. Why are you so surprised?"
Qian Shulan felt that it was unrealistic for her to take out so much food at once.
Besides, if she took out the food, would the working group above hear the noise and come to the factory to search
It would be better to just say wheat bran and chaff, which is more reasonable and no one will come down to search for it.
She asked No. 153 to prepare the bran and chaff for her. She had been self-sufficient before, because the amount was small. But now she has so many pigs and chickens, if she goes to the mill to grind flour every day, it will be difficult not to be discovered.
So she shamelessly asked No. 153 to grind it for her. No. 153 didn't really grind it. According to Qian Shulan's description, No. 153 used magic to separate the rice and rice husks directly, and then broke the rice husks into thousands of petals. The effect was similar to that of grinding, or even finer.
Wang Shouquan was not curious about this, of course. He was more curious about, "Where did you get so much wheat bran and chaff?"
Qian Shulan glared at him and said unhappily, "It's not enough that I have many connections. Besides, I bought it a long time ago, and there were no militia guarding it at that time."
Anyway, she was in charge of all the property of the two factories. She also kept the key to the warehouse. Whatever she said was true. No one would doubt it. Of course, Qian Weihan knew about it. After all, he was the one who took her out every time.
Wang Shouquan thought so too. If they could get food, there was no reason why they couldn't get wheat bran or chaff. He slapped his thigh and was overjoyed. "Okay! Just as you said, eight catties of pig grass for one catty of wheat bran or chaff."
It has been a month and a half since the locust plague, and weeds have grown again in the fields. However, the sun is still a bit strong, and there are fewer weeds than before.
Wang Shouquan immediately called a meeting, and when the villagers heard about it, they were immediately overjoyed.
In fact, everyone at home was worried. All the food for this year had been handed in, and the family's food reserves were running out. They didn't have much money, so how could they survive? In addition, they heard that some places had already starved to death. They were terrified when they heard that.
Now everyone has heard that pig grass can be exchanged for wheat bran and rice bran. Although eating these two things will sore your throat, they are also food.
They all ran to the fields to cut grass for the pigs.
Adults and children alike were going crazy.
Their madness naturally alarmed other villages. Some of their relatives told them after being asked, and then these people joined the team and started cutting grass for the pigs.
Qian Shulan asked all the people in charge of raising pigs to come and help exchange food for the members in proportion.
If there is grass that chickens eat, just feed it to the chickens.
After the grass from the pig farm was harvested, Qian Shulan specially transported the grass to the pigpen, and on the way, Qian Shulan replaced it with the grass in the space.
Those who have food in their hands are no longer as depressed as before.
Qian Shulan returned home. Although she was the deputy factory director, she could not openly show favoritism in this matter.
The Wang family naturally didn't dare to ask her to make such a mistake, as this would lead to criticism. So after cutting the pig grass, the whole family took it directly to the factory to exchange it.
Seeing her coming back, Sun Daqin was so happy that her face was beaming with joy. She ran over like she was offering a treasure and said, "Mom, look, there is still a lot of corn flour in this grain."
In order to prevent everyone from damaging their throats, Qian Shulan specially mixed a quarter of corn flour and flour into it.
Li Chunhua pulled Sun Daqin's sleeve, thinking that she was particularly good at making noises, "This thing was brought by mother, how could mother not know? Sister-in-law, you are so funny!"
Sun Daqin realized it later and scratched her head a little embarrassedly. Looking at Qian Shulan's tired expression, she quickly said, "Mom, my third brother and his wife will go to steam buns."
Qian Shulan nodded and went back to her room.
After the steamed buns were ready, Qian Shulan fried a plate of cicada monkeys in oil to celebrate for her three children. There were about a hundred of them, and everyone was so surprised that their eyes almost popped out.
"Isn't this too extravagant?" Zhengguo couldn't help but exclaim. The little donkey stared at the plate of cicada monkeys and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.
Qian Shulan waved her hand, "I specially left this cicada monkey here to celebrate with you. It's only for today, and we are all benefiting from you. Let's eat!"
No one cared about anything else and immediately picked up chopsticks and started grabbing the food.
Everyone was very satisfied eating the multi-grain steamed buns with fried cicada monkeys.
The author has something to say: I would like to post my update time: Chapter 1 at 1:50, Chapter 2 at 12:00-12:30, Chapter 3 at 20:00-20:30.
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Because I am a bit narcissistic, I often listen to my own books with voice. If there are typos or incoherent sentences, I will correct them on the spot. Except for the three update times, the other update prompts are to correct typos. Please forgive me for this bad habit.