Chapter 33 Chapter 33 What the hell! What about him?
On the day Song Ruan killed the pig, Chen Guifen happened to be visiting her mother's house with her son Tiedan. Although she heard about the incident after returning, she was not shocked as she had not seen it with her own eyes. She just thought everyone was exaggerating.
What a joke, killing a wild boar with one punch, even a fox fairy with a yellow skin can’t do it, don’t even think about fooling her!
She thought disapprovingly, and spoke even more excitedly.
But as a member of another pig-finding team that day, Ye Xiang witnessed with her own eyes the heroic figure of Song Ruan beating the pig to get the meat. Thinking back to when she had tried to take advantage of Song Ruan and even caused a conflict with him, she was so scared that her hair stood on end.
Her scalp tingled when she heard the last name "Song". She would take a detour whenever she saw Song Ruan from afar, for fear of attracting the attention of that killer god. If he came to settle the score with her and punch her in the head, her head would not be as tough as a wild boar!
But she did not dare to offend her widowed sister-in-law - Chen Guifen's Tiedan was the eldest grandson and the only boy left by her most favored eldest uncle who is now deceased. She was used to trying to please Grandma Sun, and her status in the old Zhao family was higher than hers, so she just hummed vaguely a few times.
Chen Guifen glanced at Ye Xiang with dissatisfaction. The educated youth from the city were so arrogant. They didn’t even have a son, yet they dared to ignore her, their sister-in-law?
But there were people watching around, so she had no idea what to do. In the end, she just glared at Ye Xiang and went on chopping corn.
The person on the other side was dissatisfied: "Mr. Zhao, please be gentle. The corn kernels are flying out! You are wasting food that is not yours, right?"
Chen Guifen looked up and saw that it was the captain's wife who was speaking. She didn't dare to offend her and had to smile apologetically: "No, no, I got a stiff neck last night and I can't control my hands well. I'll be careful, pay attention."
The women in the village had been standing in front of the stove on small stools since they were six or seven years old. Some of them had been cooking for more than ten years. They quickly cleaned up the dishes and brought the last batch of processed dishes to the brigade headquarters.
In the 1960s, the kitchen in the brigade headquarters was used to prepare big pot meals for the entire brigade. There were several deep and large pots, and venison and deer bones were divided roughly evenly into each pot and were stewing loudly. There were grass fruits and green onion knots floating on it, and as the boiling water continued to roll, the fragrance gradually spread out.
A few aunts put the chopped radish, corn and potatoes in the pot first, and when they were about 80% cooked, they threw in the vermicelli and cabbage. It became a solid pot of food, which was enough to match the corn porridge.
The aunts scooped the soup into large buckets and carried them out. When the wind blew, the aroma became more obvious.
The children leaned against the door with their eyes wide open, breathing hard.
Although I just ate wild boar meat not long ago, who wouldn’t want meat? How great it would be if I could eat it every day!
Even the dogs in the village came over and surrounded the brigade kitchen, whimpering softly and drooling all over the floor.
But the team leader and the village party secretary went to the public to buy wild animals early this morning and have not returned yet. The two leaders had not arrived yet, and no one dared to divide the food first. Everyone was waiting in the threshing floor with the strong aroma of meat with empty stomachs. It was really not a human thing to do.
As they waited, everyone started to get impatient and started muttering:
"Why don't you come back?"
"Don't worry it's not a car overturn."
"Aren't the captains all veterans? How could they still fail?"
"Hey, hey, the bullock cart is coming."
"Hey, it seems to me that there are other people behind the car."
"I see, something's wrong."
The captain's face was darker and longer than the donkey that Song Ruan exchanged last night. He glared at Secretary Zhao, who was sitting on the other side, shaking his head and humming a little tune proudly.
He went to the commune to deliver the game today, and also wanted to take this opportunity to discuss the school funding issue with the commune. Although the county has agreed to approve it, there are still many twists and turns. If the commune is unhappy, they will find a random reason to delay the time or coordinate the amount, and you will have nowhere to complain.
Although he was not very smart, he thought that the easiest thing to do is to be lenient with the person who has taken advantage of you. He had just handed over the things, so the commune leader would not give him the cold shoulder at this time, right?
As a result, as we entered the commune pulling a bullock cart, we saw a row of young people who looked like city people crowded together in the yard with bags of all sizes. Their commune secretary was flipping through the phone book with a headache.
The team leader's spine tightened at that moment. Why did it look like a group of educated youth were suddenly assigned to a new group, and the secretary was picking out the unlucky ones?
First of all, the team that led the educated youth were the unlucky ones. Secondly, the team that led the educated youth at this time were doubly unlucky.
After the autumn harvest, we are preparing to distribute grain. These people have done no work, yet they are only given 6 cents of grain based on the principle of "six cents per person and four cents per labor", plus the grain subsidy for the educated youth who just went to the countryside. Isn't this equivalent to feeding them for free! Are these a group of dads? His father didn't even have such good treatment when he was alive!
At this time, leading four educated youths back is equivalent to leading four mice back, and we have to help these four mice take food from the mouths of our own teammates!
He secretly handed over the prey and was about to leave, but when he turned around, the old man Zhao Naimao jumped out of the car at some point, came up to the commune secretary and patted his chest, saying that he could bring back four educated youths!
The commune leader praised that bastard for considering the overall situation. He was afraid that they would regret it, so he assigned four educated youths to the group and urged them to leave.
The wild animals were handed over, and there was no time to discuss school matters. The four educated youths were taken back!
The captain was so angry that his eyes turned green.
Secretary Zhao looked at his dark face and spoke in a fake official tone: "The educated youth came to the countryside to build our rural areas. This is also the country's policy. Old Wang, we have to consider the overall situation."
This bastard doesn't care about production and doesn't care about the team members' rations. All he does every day is open his mouth to please his superiors. Of course he has it easy.
The captain was too lazy to argue with him and lashed the cow's butt with the whip in his hand, thinking with a sullen face how the team members would react when they knew about this.
Sure enough, when the announcement was made, the villagers were so indignant that they didn't even bother to share the fragrant broth.
"We just received a batch a while ago, why are they here again?"
"How could there be educated youth coming here at this time? Food is about to be distributed, and they haven't done any work at all!"
"Why don't you just ask us to support them?"
The crowd was excited, and the team leader was too angry to try to smooth things over. Secretary Zhao, who made the decision, was embarrassed and said angrily, "It is the national policy to send educated youth to the countryside. This is the arrangement of the commune leaders. Are you dissatisfied with the national arrangement?"
After all, he was the local boss of the Dongfeng Brigade, and he also accused them of being dissatisfied with the policies. After he yelled at them, although the team members were still angry, they did not dare to say anything more, and the threshing ground was silent.
Secretary Zhao snorted coldly: "Share the broth!"
Spoonfuls of broth with vegetables and vermicelli were poured into the villagers' teacups and rice bowls, and everyone got a bowl. So even though everyone was still dissatisfied, they seemed to be comforted a little by being surrounded by the strong aroma of meat.
At least I got to eat meat today! The team members comforted themselves by saying that they could take the food back and add more water so that they could have the taste of meat for several meals.
But some people couldn't help it and started drinking on the spot - such as Tiedan from Grandma Sun's family.
As soon as the soup was given to him, he started crying and making a fuss about drinking it.
Chen Guifen couldn't resist and gave her bowl to her son.
Tiedan eagerly put his mouth into the bowl and drank it slurpingly. He was reluctant to open his mouth even though he was choking and coughing. He sucked hard while coughing, as if he was afraid that someone would come to snatch the drink away.
Seeing that her soup was finished, Chen Guifen gritted her teeth in pain. Zhao Weimin and Ye Xiang happened to pass by with bowls in their hands. She rolled her eyes and wiped away tears on the spot: "Tiedan's father is gone. As a mother, I have no ability and can only give him all my soup... As a mother, it doesn't matter to me whether he eats it or not."
Zhao Weimin couldn't hold back his pride, so he turned to Ye Xiang and ordered, "Sister-in-law, you've worked hard. It's really not easy for her to take care of the child alone. Ye Xiang, give her your bowl."
Ye Xiang was a little unhappy. She was willing to give the broth to Zhao Weimin, but to Chen Guifen...
Seeing her dawdling, Tiedan immediately jumped up and tried to grab the broth: "Give the broth to my mother!"
Ye Xiang subconsciously stepped back and accidentally stepped on a round stone. Her foot slipped and she flew up into the air with her legs up.
He fell to the ground with a thud, and the back of his head happened to hit the tip of a stone on the side of the road, and blood gushed out.
“Xiaoxiang!” Zhao Weimin ran over and hugged her in his arms, shaking her vigorously. “Xiaoxiang, are you okay?”
Ye Xiang's eyelids trembled slightly. She looked at Zhao Weimin's face above and asked in confusion, "Who are you?"
"You're awake!" Zhao Weimin heaved a sigh of relief when he saw her open her eyes. "Wife, if you're okay, stop making a fuss. Tiedan didn't mean it."
"Wife...wife?"
Ye Xiang lowered her head and saw that her chest, although not big, was obviously rising and falling. Her pupils dilated violently and she reached down with trembling hands, but her hand was empty. She screamed and fainted again.
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