Chapter 239 Mid-August 2
Secretary Song listened to them talking non-stop with nice words, and he finally understood why the ancient emperors liked such ministers as flatterers, because nice words were pleasant to the ears and could make people happy.
Anyway, when he returned, he couldn't help but praise these two people to his daughter and son-in-law, and asked them to take care of them more in the future.
After Song Dongzheng and Jiang Mingche brought rice, lard, roasted tofu and braised pork into the house, the six-year-old Jiang Yu, who had fallen asleep, woke up when he smelled the aroma and asked drowsily, "Dad, it smells so good, I smell the aroma of meat."
Not only Jiang Yu smelled the fragrance, but Jiang Mingche and Song Dongzheng's stomachs also started to growl.
What they were distributed before were dug up sweet potatoes and five pounds of broken rice. In the evening, they grabbed a handful of rice and cooked a few sweet potatoes to eat. It was just enough to fill their stomachs.
Now I can’t help but smell the aroma of meat.
Thinking that they hadn't eaten for almost half a month, they simply made a fire and cooked outside.
Industrialization is not yet widespread and the weather is clear. Although it is only the 15th of August tomorrow, the moonlight today is also very bright, like a lantern hanging in the sky.
When the rice was ready, even though it was a little overcooked because too much water was added, it still made them very satisfied.
Fortunately, the food was still a little warm, and the three of them finally had a full meal under the moonlight.
They also thought about it and couldn't imagine which of their friends would take the trouble to secretly give them some money.
But no matter what, they will eat from the same pot and take care of each other from now on.
Jiang Mingche saw that his son had already eaten a large bowl of rice, several pieces of tofu, and two pieces of meat. Seeing that he was still trying to get more rice, he stopped him and said gently: "Xiaoyu, be good and save it for tomorrow morning. Otherwise, your stomach will be bloated and uncomfortable."
"Go drink some water and rinse your mouth, then go to bed, okay?"
I remember that my son used to love meat and refused to eat without fried eggs, steamed eggs with minced meat, or stir-fried meat.
Now he even gobbles up the broken rice voraciously, and as a father, he can hardly hide his sadness. Jiang Yu is very obedient now. Although he feels not full yet, he goes to rinse his mouth and go to sleep.
Even though he was only six years old, he would follow them to the fields to pick sweet potatoes or cut grass.
Song Dongzheng whispered, "I heard that four old people and three young ones were also sent here before. They all worked in the breeding farm."
"I saw them a few days ago. Although they were thin, they were not pale and skinny."
"Do you think this means that the work at the farm won't be too strenuous? Will we have a chance to go there?"
Although they have only been here a week, both of them are working on their own and are very observant and attentive.
In addition, most villagers were quite polite to them and did not make things difficult for them without reason. Those who were brave enough would even be curious about why they were demoted.
After knowing their original occupations, I became more tolerant towards them.
Therefore, in just these seven days, they had already gained a general understanding of the situation in the village.
Jiang Mingche nodded: "I think the village party secretary is taking special care of them."
"Maybe they let us build a house here because they are afraid of being discovered by us."
"But this is also good. I see that many people in the village can set up fish baskets. Let's find a way to get a few fish baskets. We can set up the fish baskets in the dark and collect them in the early morning. This way, we can occasionally eat some fish and shrimp."
"Also, let's gather together the things that are in short supply and ask the branch secretary to help bring them back."
Song Dongzheng smiled bitterly: "I think we are short of everything here, and the forty-five yuan is not enough to spend."
"It's getting colder and colder. You need a thick quilt, right?"
Jiang Mingche looked at him and said, "How about the three of us sleep in one bed in winter? That way we can save a quilt?"
Their current beds are made of mud underneath and wooden boards on top.
The wooden board was padded with thick straw, and on top of the straw was a wheat straw mat, which made it warmer to sleep this way.
But they were covered with a very thin old quilt, which was given to them by Secretary Song.
It's no use being full of righteousness, you will still be woken up by the cold in the middle of the night.
There were no particular conditions, so Song Dongzheng agreed immediately, and he didn't forget to gossip: "You saw the handsome young man who came today, right? He is the educated youth who went to the countryside, and he married the second daughter of the village chief."
"It is said that his family sends him money every month, sometimes some food and daily necessities. Do you think he really likes that lesbian, or did he marry a divorced lesbian just to live more comfortably in the countryside?"
Jiang Mingche glanced at him and said indifferently: "Isn't it okay if we fall in love?"
"Okay," Song Dongzheng smiled bitterly, "When I got married, I thought I had found love. But when something went wrong, I realized it was just my wishful thinking. I'm no better than ordinary people in the countryside who get married blindly and still live happily ever after."
Jiang Mingche advised him: "Brother, look at it more positively. As long as we survive, there will always be hope."
Song Dongzheng has a good self-healing ability and nodded immediately: "That's right, no matter how miserable I am, I am not as miserable as you. You have really been hurt by your wife."
Jiang Mingche clasped his hands together and sneered, "You like to rub salt into people's wounds. I can use my fists to teach you a lesson."
Song Dongzheng immediately apologized: "I was wrong. We finally had a full meal, and fighting consumes energy too quickly. Let's go to bed early, right?"
After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the weather gets colder day by day.
In addition to working, Chu Tong and her sisters also took time out to pick flowers and made a quilt weighing eight kilograms and another weighing four kilograms.
In order to avoid being conspicuous, the quilt covers are made of cloth of several colors.
That afternoon, it suddenly started to rain, and the people who were working in the fields came back early.
Chu Tong was in the warehouse watching everyone return the tools. She noticed Song Dongzheng and Jiang Mingche were at the back, so she took the opportunity to whisper to them, "Go to my house later to get the quilts and clothes."
Song Dongzheng's eyes lit up, and he smiled and thanked him: "Comrade Chu Tong, I really don't know how to thank you. You are really helping me in my time of need."
Jiang Mingche also followed suit and thanked: "Thank you so much, we are so lucky to have met a noble man."
Nowadays, country people would never say such nice words. Chu Tong was a little unaccustomed to it. She just lowered her head and smiled faintly: "You don't have to be polite. You bought the cotton and cloth with your own money and tickets."
After she returned to her parents' home, she no longer had to work in the fields. She was just busy with warehouse management and accounting work, and she looked much more fair-skinned.
Besides, she eats well, dresses neatly, and has two pigtails, which makes her look very young.
Coupled with the slight smile when she lowered her head, she was quite touching.
At least at this moment, Song Dongzheng and Jiang Mingche couldn't understand why her husband divorced her because Miss Song was so beautiful, educated, and had a daughter, so she couldn't give birth to a son?
At the very least, they know that having a son or a daughter does not depend on whether the woman's belly can make money, but rather on the man.
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