Yu Yuan gulped down the whole bowl in two or three gulps.

She said excitedly, "Sister, Dad said that after the autumn harvest this year, our village will hold literacy classes. Then both adults and children can learn."

"Dad really said that? Is that okay?"

Of course, learning is important. Even if you are a farmer, you have to learn some reading and arithmetic. Only then will you not be eliminated by society in the future.

The problem is that the villagers don’t think so. Can this literacy class be opened?

Cao Xiu smiled and said, "Why not? Look at those rocky terraces, they're spectacular. The villagers are calling your father that now."

Cao Xiu gave a thumbs up as he spoke.

"After this autumn harvest, the year's harvest will be there. Who can say no?"

The advantage of being a big farmer is that you are willing to follow a leader you trust. Now, that leader is Yu Weimin.

"As for the teacher, who among these relocated households isn't talented? It's time the villagers knew about this."

The reason why the villagers look down on the relocated households is because they are narrow-minded.

While talking, Cao Xiu had already drunk two bowls of mung bean soup.

"Isn't your mother-in-law a university professor? She has the highest academic qualifications. All the children in the village are taught by her. Look how well she has taught your brother in the past few months."

"As for the adults, have one person from each of the Zhou and Zheng families, one to teach Chinese characters and one to teach arithmetic."

Yu You couldn't help but admire her mother's talent.

The re-education of poor and lower-middle peasants was directly changed to reverse education for the relocated households.

However, this is a mutually beneficial matter. Teachers can earn work points and students can learn knowledge.

It doesn’t really matter who educates whom.

After the wheat is harvested, the grains must be threshed and dried before the work is complete.

After being busy for more than ten days, all the wheat grains were packed into nylon bags, and the villagers went to pay the public grain tax as soon as possible.

If you go too late, there will be many villages arriving at the same time, and you will have to queue.

Wheat is now paid on a per-acre basis. The yield of one acre of land is about 200 kilograms, and 150 kilograms must be paid.

The grain station charged two cents per pound. Of the eight hundred acres of land, six hundred acres were planted with wheat. After paying the grain tax, the team collected eighteen hundred yuan.

This money is also used to buy wheat seeds, farm tools, fertilizers, piglets, etc., and to pay for all expenses in the village.

Let’s do the math. It’s good enough that we’re not in a loss. There’s basically no money left for the villagers.

On average, each person received only about 100 pounds of unthreshed wheat, and even less after threshing.

The villagers were reluctant to eat fine grains, and they had to sell some of them for money to make a living.

Buy some oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, needles and thread, clothes and fabrics, or prepare for weddings, funerals, or renovate the house.

The price of surplus grain at the grain station is 25 cents per catty. If 30 catties are left and exchanged for 100 catties of coarse grains, there will be 20 yuan.

People at this age have a big appetite, and one person can eat at least one pound a day.

One hundred kilograms of coarse grains are not enough to eat for half a year.

This is the case when the work points are full. If the work points are deducted after they are insufficient, there will not be enough to eat.

Corn production is high in the second half of the year, but the price of corn is low. Many people want to sell it to make some money, but there is not much left.

Those who did not have enough food had to borrow from the team. As the famine wore on year after year, it got worse.

Yu Weimin then calculated the situation and realized how hard life was for ordinary people. This generation had truly given so much but received so little in return.

After the wheat is harvested, the land naturally cannot be left idle, so the land must be plowed and corn planted.

After another busy half a month in July, I finally planted the corn.

Yu You lay motionless on the kang. She now truly felt the hard work of the farmers.

I am always busy with one thing after another, and there is no time to relax.

Seeing his wife so tired, Qin Zhiheng coaxed the two children to play on the other side of the kang, not wanting them to disturb their mother.

Qin Zhiya ran into the house excitedly: "Grandma, Dad, Mom, go to the foot of the mountain and take a look!"

The voice was full of joy.

Even if the body is disabled, the heart is still intact. It is a woman's nature to like to know the news!

Yu You raised his head and listened curiously with his ears pricked up.

Qin Zhiheng couldn't help but smile when he saw his wife like this.

In the yard, Wang Yuerong smiled and asked her noisy second daughter, "What's the matter? Why are you so clumsy?"

"Mom, the cotton in the terraced fields is ripe. It's everywhere, layer upon layer, it's a spectacular sight."

"Everyone was watching at the foot of the mountain. My dad and brother went over there too. There were so many bright white cotton flowers that we couldn't resist picking them."

This is such a surprise, I didn’t expect it to work.

The crops grown on these terraced fields are no worse than those grown on collective land!

Zhang Shuying and Wang Yuerong, who had been sitting on a small stool picking leeks and chatting, stopped picking and stood up to go and see what was going on.

Qin Zhichu was kneading dough to make dumpling wrappers, while Yanyan was kneading a small piece of dough beside him.

She also refused to agree, picked up her daughter and said, "Come on, Zhiya, take us to see it!"

How come after the divorce, life is not as miserable as imagined, but full of surprises?

Several people rushed over at the speed of wind.

Each cotton plant stood upright, its buds popping out from the crowd, some fully open, some half open.

The white spread out in layers all over the mountains.

People went up to the terraced fields in groups of three or four, stood in the cotton fields, and said happily: "The village chief said we should plant it this way, and it actually worked."

What does cotton mean? Every household wanted to buy some cotton but not only did they have no money, they also had no coupons. Now they can harvest cotton for their own needs.

They don’t have to hand it in, it’s all theirs.

Two hundred acres of cotton!

"This year, we can make not only cotton-padded clothes, but also quilts and mattresses."

"That's too much! You can prepare cotton shoes, cotton hats, and cotton gloves."

Hard work pays off, and a good harvest is always a joy, so everyone works more enthusiastically.

Before daybreak, all the villagers, young and old, went out to pick cotton with baskets without any need for mobilization.

Children as young as five or six could pick a basketful of fruits in the morning, and they were reluctant to rest even at noon under the scorching sun.

Yu Weimin was afraid that everyone would get heatstroke, so he forced everyone to take a two-hour break at noon.

After picking the cotton, families who need firewood can dig the cotton stalks themselves. The remaining ones can be burned into ash after being dried for a few days to fertilize the terraced fields.

The cotton harvest had just ended, and by the end of August, the corn in the terraced fields was ripening. People went up the mountain to pick the corn and carried it down the mountain in baskets.

In the collective field, corn seedlings and weeds grew together, and everyone had to pull out the weeds.

There is so much work to do that it is all done manually, which is very tiring.

Everyone in the village had a smile on their face every day, and even the children who made mistakes received less beatings and scolding.

Only Yu You would pull her father's arm and cry for no reason.

"Dad, let's not talk about whether this has improved the lives of the villagers, but your daughter has been broken!"

Yu Weimin certainly felt sorry for his daughter, but now the terraced fields were collectively owned and the grain was shared, so if she didn't work, no one would say anything.

"Next year, Dad will divide these terraced fields into plots and distribute them to each household, so everyone can work on their own. Then you won't be allowed to do anything."