Chapter 268 The Final Winner

This season is the time when mosquitoes are rampant.

Lu Miao was originally a very delicate person, and she couldn't sleep well if there was any noise at night.

Not to mention the mosquitoes bothering her.

When you are at home, you can still smoke some mugwort leaves, but when you go to the county, the guesthouses and hospitals do not allow people to use these things.

Chen Guifen took down the mosquito net that she and He Hong had entered the room with, so that Tang Mei would have time to wash it. After two days of drying it, she could take it to the county.

It's a little torn and has been patched up a lot, but it's still useful.

As long as it is for Lu Miao's good, Tang Mei never thinks it is troublesome to do anything.

Taking some free time in the afternoon, Tang Mei shook off the dust on the mosquito net in the yard and then took the mosquito net to the backyard to wash it.

There is no pond in the well in the He family's backyard, so it is difficult to wash with it. In addition, the weather has been hot recently, and the water in the well has become much shallower.

Tang Mei walked around holding the mosquito net, then walked towards the well carrying a large wooden basin.

A mosquito net is not as big as the clothes you wear everyday. It's so big that it's hard to open a big bathtub...

After considering for a while, Tang Mei put the basin back against the wall.

She squeezed the mosquito net into a bucket and carried it to the team's pond to wash it.

Before leaving, he told Lu Miao to stay at home and be at ease.

She will be back soon. We can talk about it when she comes back.

"I understand, auntie, you go ahead."

Lu Miao nodded in agreement, sitting on the edge of the bed and nibbling the crisp peaches that the members of the cooperative had brought him.

Tang Mei smiled and nodded, poured her a glass of water and left it by her side before going out.

Lu Miao held a crisp peach in one hand and flipped through an old newspaper with the other.

I couldn't bear to watch it after a few glances.

She simply put down the newspaper and concentrated on eating the peach.

After taking two bites and absorbing the sweetness of the crisp peach in his mouth, Lu Miao couldn't help but think again.

There are not as many fields as mountains in Dahe Village.

Especially the back mountain, half of the mountain is not even a mountain, it is just a barren hill.

It is difficult to clear the land, but it will be easier to take care of if you plant fruit trees.

It takes at least three years for a fruit tree to bear fruit. In the first year after planting, apart from occasional watering to ensure its survival, it does not require much care...

Thinking of this, Lu Miao slowed down his peach eating and started to count carefully in his mind.

What is it now?

1975.

If we could take action, we would have to wait until the spring of 1976.

Three years of fruiting, 76 counts as one year, 77, 78...

It happens to be the first year after the resumption of the college entrance examination. The national economy shows signs of opening up, small vendors proliferate, and legal self-employed individuals will gradually emerge in the following year.

It's almost like catching a trend.

If it really gets going, by that time the brigade and production team model will almost be dismantled, and the policy of contracting output to households will follow.

Whether the hilltop where fruit trees are planted is leased out as individual land or as collective land of the village, it is managed by everyone together and becomes a small silver mountain.

The poorer you are, the more glorious you are. That’s all nonsense.

Even though no one says it openly, everyone knows what they are actually thinking.

I want money, I want tickets, I want to be rich, I want to have a full stomach...

There is so little land that even if one is capable, he or she may not be able to earn much money just by farming.

Lu Miao took a bite of the peach, thinking about the feasibility of various scenarios and carefully considering all the possible conflicts of interest in his mind.

Finally, I felt that it was worthwhile to bring this up with He Hongjin when I had some free time.

At that time, we will list the regulations for things that are prone to disputes. Those who agree can participate, and those who disagree can stay away from it.

You can't plant many trees on half a hill, so it won't take much manpower to take care of it.

Lu Miao sat on the edge of the bed, kicked his left leg forward, and swung his leg unconsciously.

Suddenly, a "Woo" sound was heard outside the door.

Lu Miao paused, stopped chewing and listened attentively.

The "Woo-hoo" sound is not just that one time, but is very regular, and it will sound about every twenty seconds.

This isn’t something the uncles and aunts on the team are calling fun.

It is the sound that the workers make subconsciously when winnowing millet and wheat in the threshing ground, every time the wooden hoe is raised high.

It was as if after exhaling, the wind would be a little stronger, blowing away the dust and gravel between the grains of rice and wheat in time.

It plays a psychological role.

There are clothes hanging in the backyard. The sun is so strong outside. How did I finish the work all morning?

It has to be put away to avoid it getting dusty and wasting time washing.

Putting the half-eaten peach on the old small table with cracked lacquer on the bedside, Lu Miao supported himself on the edge of the bed with both hands and groped his way out.

The He family's chickens were free-range. When Lu Miao entered the main room, the chicken just jumped onto the table.

Not too early or too late, he pooped on the table with a "biu" sound.

Lu Miao frowned in disgust and picked up the broom and started working:

"You dead chicken!"

After driving the chickens away, she felt disgusted by the chicken droppings on the table and didn't dare to touch it for a long time.

After leaving, he went back into the house, got a piece of newspaper, tore off a piece and "shoveled" out the chicken poop.

He tore off another piece and covered that place, thinking of waiting for Fu Jingyou to come back and then telling him to clean it up.

Lu Miao stroked her belly and slightly straightened her lower back, and went to the backyard to collect clothes while enjoying the draft from the kitchen.

She held onto the door frame and struggled to step one leg over the threshold. Just as she was about to move the other leg, a female voice suddenly came from behind her:

"Lu Miao, you must be very proud."

Lu Miao is the only one at home.

A sound came from behind without any warning, startling Lu Miao so much that he shuddered and got goose bumps on his arms.

Lu Miao was shocked again when he recognized the voice.

She turned around in a hurry, but was hit hard on the lower back.

"Well--"

Lu Miao tripped over the threshold with his right foot and fell directly out from the abandoned millstone steps at the back door of the kitchen.

His stomach hit the ground, and Lu Miao curled up in pain. His face turned pale as paper in an instant.

Chen Miaomiao raised her eyes and stood at the door of the He family's kitchen, looking at her proudly:

"Haha, I told you before, don't get too proud! Who will be the final winner is still unknown!"

"How dare you..."

Lu Miao couldn't speak a complete sentence, and beads of sweat quickly appeared on his forehead and face.

Her precautions were already adequate and complete.

But Chen Miaomiao actually dared to break into the house and start a fight!

Don't be ridiculous!

"Why shouldn't I? I should have done this a long time ago!"

Chen Miaomiao was afraid of Fu Jingyou and He Hongjin. To be honest, she was also afraid of Lu Miao who was not pregnant.

But Lu Miao, who was pregnant, could not move easily and posed no threat to her, so she looked extremely crazy.

"If I hadn't been so cautious from the beginning, would I be like this now?"

Chen Miaomiao ultimately blamed all the mistakes on Lu Miao.

Especially in the past few days, I have undergone ideological criticism and warnings in the commune.

When Chen Miaomiao learned that she would not be given priority for places in the Workers, Peasants and Soldiers University and opportunities to return to the city, her mentality dropped.

She's so young, she can predict the future!

She has to go back to the city to make a lot of money, it's impossible for her to stay here forever!

Lu Miao deserves to die, Lu Miao deserves to die!

If she had been a little more ruthless at the beginning, without Lu Miao's intervention, her life would have been smooth sailing, and would definitely not be like it is now!

"Hehehahaha... I can't be the final winner, and neither can you!"