Farmers work in the fields all year round. Apart from the year-end work point settlement, the happiest moment for them is the distribution of grain after the summer and autumn harvests.
After deducting the amount required for public grain payment, enough seeds and reserve grain were left for the next year, and the rest was distributed among all the people in the production team based on the principle of seven parts labor per person and three parts work per person.
Whether it is wheat, sorghum, corn, sweet potato... or various beans planted on the edge of the field, every extra pound is precious food for the family in the future.
Therefore, everyone looks forward to a good harvest and more surplus food every year.
When disasters struck in the early years, the grain harvest was dismal. Not to mention distributing grain, even the public grain to be handed in could not be collected. People had to ask for returned grain and relief grain. A family could not even eat one pound of grain a day.
No one wants to revisit those days.
This year the weather has been good and the harvests of various crops have been good. Everyone is happy and believes that we will have a good New Year this year, which gives us hope for next year.
Jiang Henian was infected by the lively atmosphere along the way and also felt the real sense of the harvest of labor.
The corn distributed this time was the last batch of late-maturing corn harvested by the village in the past few days. The corn harvested before had basically been dried and threshed, waiting to be paid as public grain.
When we arrived at the threshing ground, it was extremely lively with people cheering and horses neighing.
The huge threshing ground was filled with piles of corn of different sizes, and in front of each pile was a stake with the name of the householder written on it.
Everyone brought whatever they could transport from home, including flatbed carts, wheelbarrows, pushcarts, horse-drawn carriages, and sacks, all busy moving corn to their respective piles.
Jiang Henian excitedly pulled He Jinshan forward and said, "He Jinshan, how much do you think we can get?"
There were too many corn piles and too many people. She stood on tiptoe and looked around for a while, but saw nothing. "Did you see your name?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes met those of Jiang Chengmin, Wang Chunfang and their family who had just arrived.
Jiang Henian ignored the resentment in Wang Chunfang's eyes, nodded at the excited Jiang Jirong, and quickly looked away.
Who knew that it was Jiang Yanqiu and Sun Zuo who were there.
Well, enemies often meet on a narrow road.
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