The brigade leader gave Luo Jingyan twenty yuan: "Luo, this is for you. If it weren't for your suggestions and skills, and your hard work in brewing the liquor, the brigade members wouldn't have this dividend today."
Luo Jingyan received twenty yuan, and no one else objected. After all, they were basically able to get the money because of Luo Jingyan.
They not only had no objections, but also thanked Luo Jingyan.
After getting off work, Luo Jingyan was walking down the street when a villager stopped her and brought her some of the best things they had.
"Young Master Luo, these are eggs laid by our family. You can take them home and eat them." A woman in her fifties held out a basket of eggs to Luo Jingyan.
"Hahaha, you can even lay eggs yourself," someone laughed at her from the side.
"I misspoke. These are eggs laid by our own chickens. Luo Zhiqing, please take them home and eat them."
“Luo Zhiqing, these are salted eggs laid by our own chickens.”
"Hahahaha." Another burst of laughter erupted from the surroundings.
The woman immediately corrected herself: "Oh, I misspoke, I misspoke. These are eggs from our own farm. I pickled them and let Luo Zhiqing take them home to eat."
"Young Luo, these are peanuts we roasted ourselves. Take them with you, but please don't mind them."
"Luo, you should take it. If you don't accept it, it means you're looking down on us."
They were all incredibly enthusiastic, and Luo Jingyan felt too embarrassed to refuse, so she had no choice but to accept them all.
The villagers were genuinely offering her things; they were happy to accept them, and they would probably feel bad if she didn't.
An elderly woman, clearly older than me, said, “Young Master Luo, I owe you so much this time. I’m so old, I can’t even earn two work points a day working in the fields. I was thinking that I’m getting old and my children will have to support me in the future. They are already struggling, and I would only become a burden to them. I never expected that by joining this collective winery, I could actually earn money. It’s all thanks to you, Young Master Luo. If it weren’t for you, I would still have to beg my sons for food. Now they are supporting me.”
"Luo Zhiqing, thanks to you, even our baby can get a share of the money. I stay home to take care of the child and don't have to work, and both my baby and I can get dividends. Thank you so much, Luo Zhiqing."
Luo Jingyan put the things she received aside, hugged her child, and the little guy laughed heartily at her.
"Sister-in-law, your child is so cute."
There were two women holding children nearby, and the children were all waving their little hands, wanting Luo Jingyan to hold them. Luo Jingyan hugged them one by one.
“Luo Zhiqing, the children all like you very much,” a woman said with a smile.
In short, Luo Jingyan now holds a very important place in the hearts of these villagers.
Those villagers who made money through the distillery were overjoyed, while those who didn't participate in the collective distillery and therefore didn't receive dividends felt nothing but regret and envy when they learned that others had made money.
Aunt Hu was restless at home; she was now filled with deep regret.
"Oh dear, why were we so clueless back then? If we had participated, our family would be getting a few dollars now. It's just a few pounds of sorghum, how much is it worth? We missed such a great opportunity to make money, sigh~"
She paced anxiously in the courtyard, sighing repeatedly.
Hu Dazhi said, "You were the most resolute when we said we wouldn't participate. What's the point of saying this now?"
Hu Sanqiang has always been a person without much principle, and he tends to waver when faced with problems.
"Mom, why don't we go talk to the brigade leader again and see if we can join again?"
"The captain said back then that those who didn't participate at the beginning wouldn't be eligible to participate later. You've wasted your brain, kid. You have no memory at all."
But Aunt Hu was the kind of person who liked to argue and make a fuss. She immediately said, "Sanqiang is right. Let's go find the brigade leader again, lower our heads and admit our mistakes, and say some nice things. We're all from the same village, so please give us some face."
Hu Dazhi squatted down on the ground, head down: "Go if you want, I'm not going."
Aunt Hu called to her beloved son, "Sanqiang, come with me."
"Okay, mother."
Hu Sanqiang followed Aunt Hu to the brigade leader's house.
However, when Aunt Hu asked the brigade leader to let her join the collective winery, she was ruthlessly and decisively rejected.
“I made it very clear from the beginning that if you don’t join at the start, you can’t join later, no matter how well or poorly the distillery is doing. I can’t go back on my word. Otherwise, it would be too unfair to those who joined from the beginning.”
Aunt Hu was not easily swayed by the brigade leader's words; she was a master of sophistry.
“Oh, Captain, I was so narrow-minded back then. I was worried that the distillery would fail because of what others said. Captain, we’re all from the same village, please be lenient. Our joining will only bring honor to the distillery, we will never hold it back, right? Please agree.”
"No, I can't agree to that."
Aunt Hu's eyes darted around, and she remembered trying to establish a kinship with the brigade leader, attempting to use their relationship to smooth things over.
“Hey, Captain, even if you don’t care about me, you should at least consider the family. We’re not only from the same village, but we’re also relatives. How come your nephew’s aunt’s daughter-in-law’s brother’s sister-in-law is also my second aunt’s daughter-in-law’s cousin’s brother’s wife? You tell me, we’re such proper relatives. Even if you don’t care about me, you should at least consider those relatives.”
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