A few people were whispering something in the front yard, and then looked at Ningxia.
"He dares to hook up with anyone and is not afraid of getting into trouble." Although the voice was not loud, Ningxia heard it clearly.
Ningxia thought about it but couldn't find any useful information about Ren Jingxiao or Tiewazi. It seemed that he was just a passerby in the book.
Ningxia went to the front yard to boil some water, planning to take a good bath. As for the money, he would think of a way to give it to him tomorrow. Favors are the hardest to repay, so it is better to pay with money.
Happy times are always short.
The next day, before daybreak, it was pitch dark. Cai Xiaoya came over to call her, saying it was their turn to cook dinner.
Ningxia checked her watch. It was only 4:30. Damn, so early? Was she going to have a full banquet?
Although he secretly complained, he responded very quickly, put on his clothes and went out.
"Ning Zhiqing, what should we cook today?" Cai Xiaoya looked at the dry food handed to her and didn't know where to start. There was cornmeal, sorghum flour, and a handful of millet. What should she cook?
"Boil it in a pot, knead the cornmeal and sorghum flour into dough balls. Whoever has it should take it out. If you have millet, boil it at the end and add more water."
I drank millet porridge early in the morning, and I ran out of food after two trips to the toilet. I don’t know who is making things difficult for whom?
"Cai Zhiqing, do you have to get up so early in the future?" Ningxia felt that she had to give herself another psychology lesson, otherwise she would not be able to bear it again.
"No, it's only summer. I heard from the old educated youth that because it's hot, we have to go to work early in the morning and work more in the morning and afternoon to avoid the midday heat. So we have to get up early in the morning and go to work at 5:30, and those who cook have to get up half an hour earlier!"
Ningxia nodded. Five-thirty is fine. In my previous life, I went to bed at one and woke up at seven. Here, I go to bed at seven and wake up at five. So, that's plenty of sleep! That's right.
He successfully convinced himself and moved his hands quickly. Cai Xiaoya was stunned. This Ning Zhiqing looked like someone who had been pampered. He was so tender and lively, and the pimples underneath looked like they had been there for eight hundred years.
Her only function was to boil the pot.
Soon the dough balls were out of the pot and placed in a basin. They began to cook the millet porridge. Ning Zhiqing added more than half a pot of water to the handful of millet. Cai Xiaoya opened her mouth, then closed it again.
Can't afford to offend.
Ningxia finished her portion and went into the backyard. She changed into long pants and long sleeves, put on a straw hat, and also wore a cotton mask.
After getting ready and locking the door, I went to the front yard and watched Chen Yaoyao holding the bowl of water... no, the bowl of millet porridge, drinking it with gritted teeth. Her enthusiasm for work was even higher.
"Chen Zhiqing, this is the money for your purchase. I am a man of my word." Ningxia didn't know the specific price of the items, but it was always right to give a higher price. With so many people going shopping together, she was not afraid that she would quote a random price.
Chen Yaoyao took the money and smiled uglier than crying: "I gave too much. Actually, Ning Zhiqing, you don't have to give me any more. I told you that I was wrong yesterday."
"I never take advantage of others, and I never make decisions for others." Before she finished speaking, Chen Yaoyao came into the house, gave her the change, and glared at her fiercely.
Not pretending anymore? Little White Lotus?
As the large group arrived at the assembly point, quite a few people were already standing under an old tree.
It was the familiar monkey-watching scene again, but this time the main focus was not on her, but on Zhang Yining.
Wearing a bright yellow blazer, she stood out in the crowd. But fewer and fewer people looked at Ningxia, who was wrapped up tightly.
Ningxia admired her courage for wearing a yellow blouse to work. Xu Hengzheng, standing nearby, frowned uncomfortably at the gazes of the crowd.
"Today's task is still weeding and fertilizing. Each team leader will be assigned tasks."
He looked at the newcomers and said a few words.
"In our brigade, everyone gets their own work points every day. You have to finish the work before you can leave. Of course, if you get less, you will get less food."
This is because their brigade is close to the mountains and originally there were only residents from their own brigade. Later, many mountain people moved away, and each one was more difficult to manage than the other.
Finally, the brigade decided that they were free to work as much as they wanted and they would not starve.
"If you earn full work points every day, you can get about 700 kilograms of coarse grains in a year. If you switch to fine grains, you can get about 200 kilograms. You can also get a large portion of meat when the year-end is distributed. It's no problem to eat enough. But if you only earn four or five work points, you won't even get 100 kilograms of fine grains. Just wait to starve!"
Captain Wang analyzed the pros and cons and came up with one word: if you want to eat your fill, you have to work.
Ningxia didn't listen to Captain Wang's empty promises. She calculated her own food reserves and figured that even if she did nothing, she would have enough food to last her for eight or ten years.
The prerequisite is that she has to move out and start her own business, otherwise even if she has a mountain of gold and silver, it will be useless.
After Captain Wang finished speaking, everyone dispersed. Everyone was as excited as if they had been given a shot of chicken blood. In this day and age, food is life, and every family has more than ten mouths to feed.
Men apply fertilizer and women weed.
Ningxia and the other newly arrived female educated youth were grouped together with the female educated youth named He Jiahui.
Everyone was responsible for their own work and no one delayed anyone else. At most, they would say a few words, and He Jiahui had no objections.
Ningxia received four work points, remembering what the team leader had said: the lowest payout at their educated youth camp was six. Her initial four points seemed unremarkable, but also reasonable.
Weeding may seem simple, but the corn at this time is different from the corn grown with organic fertilizers in later generations. Although it is planted densely, it grows sparsely and withers.
The resulting gaps in the cornfields were particularly large, and the weeds grew even more luxuriantly than the corn. Soon, the backs of Ningxia's hands were red from the prickles of the corn leaves. She hadn't been well prepared; she had forgotten her gloves.
Her legs were numb from squatting on the ground. She wanted to get up for a bit, but every time she looked up, she saw people. She got up once or twice, which was fine. But after too many times, the women around her grumbled in dissatisfaction.
She was not as shameless as Zhang Yining. She only received one work point, worked for one minute, and rested for half an hour. She followed Xu Hengzheng chattering, and with her yellow clothes, she looked like a little bee.
The most unbearable thing was the smell of feces in the air. Under the double torture, Ningxia felt like she was going to collapse in the next second.
A giant in words, a dwarf in actions, she is nothing.
"Ning Zhiqing, are you okay?" A man who was carrying a load of manure passed by Qin He, stopped, pushed his glasses on his eyes, and asked with concern.
Ningxia didn't have the energy to communicate with Qin He anymore. She smiled with a hopeless look and said, "It's okay!" Stay away from me, she is about to faint!
"Ning Zhiqing, you just arrived. You will get used to it after a while. Also, you are wrapped too tightly. You will get heatstroke." He Jiahui, who was standing by, saw Ning Xia squatting there pitifully and reminded her with a smile.
It’s not that she is not afraid of the heat, she is afraid of getting tanned!
Yesterday's arrogance and today's pitifulness, this change is a bit hard to adapt to.
Seeing that she didn't want to talk, Qin He paused, then left with his load on his shoulder.
Finally, the work was over and Ningxia finally came back to life. He hurried back.
Even if you only do one centimeter, it’s okay, you can try again in the afternoon.
If you are not active at work, you will be the first one to leave.
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