Everyone was happy to receive the grain.
Every household is scrambling to buy grain. There's not as much wheat flour as in previous years, so many families are secretly selling it or exchanging it for coarse grains. Coarse grains are cheap, so they can get a few more pounds.
However, many families plan to keep the wheat flour for themselves this year.
Every household was overjoyed because of the distribution of grain.
When Ji Chunyang was distributing grain, her work points were far from enough, and she had to pay the difference.
When Ji Xiaochun handed over the money, Sun Lan's eyes practically popped out of their sockets. This kid not only had so much grain, but also so much money.
Without asking, it's obvious that the money was earned in the knitting group.
You should know that this amount of food is more than enough for girls of this age, but not enough for boys.
Sun Lan: "Xiao Chun, have your brother help you push the grain! I've cooked dinner at home, go back and eat in a bit."
Many people sighed inwardly, thinking that Sun Lan's good fortune was truly remarkable, considering the availability of food.
Ji Chunyang shook his head: "I owed a lot of grain before. I can just have people return what I owe; I don't need anyone's help. Also, my name is Ji Chunyang, so don't call me Xiao Chun anymore."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Ji Chunyang's words. At least this child can stand on her own two feet and has her own ideas. If she had been tricked back, her life would have been ruined again.
Ji Chunyang had been overseeing the grain distribution, which included the grain allocated to the educated youth and their own. They had put some of it back first.
Chang Xiaohu stood to one side, taking a step forward to block Ji Chunyang.
Sun Lan wanted to say something, like, "Xiao Chun is so young, what is she going to do with the money?" But when she saw Li Yuanzhao walking over, her eyes were cold. Sun Lan turned her head away uncomfortably.
Ji Chunyang watched as Li Yuanzhao smiled, pursing her lips.
"Second Brother!" Chang Xiaohu shouted when he saw Wei Aiguo.
Sun Lan was also curious about Song Yan's husband, having heard that he was disabled. Sun Lan wanted to see what would happen; no matter how remarkable Song Yan was, her husband was still a cripple.
But Sun Lan didn't expect Wei Aiguo to be so strong and handsome. His face was particularly serious, just as people said, very manly.
Wei Aiguo had already found out the general situation of the brigade yesterday. He felt someone looking at him, so he turned his head away.
Wei Aiguo's gaze was so cold that Sun Lan dared not look at him.
This must be the wife that Ji Dagang married! Wei Aiguo recognized her.
Not many people bought more grain after the grain was distributed.
Those who want more grain usually only ask for a few dozen kilograms.
In addition to the grain distributed per person, Song Yan asked for an extra 500 jin of grain. Jiang Xiaoxiao asked for 500 jin. Li Chunyang asked for an extra 200 jin. She was following behind Song Yan, and no one else noticed.
Furthermore, Song Yan felt that Jiang Xiaoxiao and Li Chunyang should both save some money for themselves, as should Xiaohu. So he instructed them beforehand that when distributing the grain, besides noodles, they should say there would be various other grains included. He also told them to try to get as many mung beans as possible. They were very obedient to Song Yan; they did whatever he asked.
It wasn't unusual for Song Yan and Jiang Xiaoxiao to ask for extra grain.
Everyone guessed that Jiang Xiaoxiao must have bought more grain for Song Yan's family. Wei Aiguo's sudden return meant more people to feed, so they would definitely need to buy more grain. It's likely all for Wei Aiguo's sake.
A strong laborer can eat a lot, and everyone knows that Bai Shuang gets paid for food by someone. Bai Shuang also eats grain. It's different from the other people's pet dogs.
This amount of grain sounds like a lot, but if you spread it out over a year, it's not much per day. And compared to a large family, this amount of grain is insignificant…
Once the grain was distributed, they would take it home.
The grain sells for more than double the price on the black market. Many members of the brigade know this, but no one dares to exchange grain for money. This is because the authorities are cracking down on this, especially recently. If caught, you'll be severely punished, if not killed.
Wei Aiguo and Chang Xiaohu were pushing the grain. Wei Ping and Wei An were there watching the pile with their dogs.
When his mother opened the storeroom door, Wei Aiguo was very surprised. His family's storeroom was quite large; the west wall was supported by wooden planks made of bricks. This kept the grain off the ground, preventing it from getting damp. Sacks upon sacks of grain were stacked on the planks.
On the shelf to the east were bags of things, none of them sealed. Wei Aiguo opened them and found mushrooms, wood ear fungus, pine nuts, and half a bag of monkey head mushrooms.
It's amazing that so many monkey heads were collected.
Mother said that Song Yan was going to sell things like wood ear mushrooms and pine nuts in a few days. Now that her son is back, she's letting him go.
Aunt Wei: "The noodles are piled together."
There were actually five bags of flour before.
No wonder Mom didn't feel bad about wasting flour when she ate dumplings.
Wei Aiguo couldn't help but ask, "How come there's so much grain?" Logically speaking, it's the end of the year now, and the grain should be almost gone. Families with surplus grain are considered very well-off. His family has almost more grain than they were just allocated.
Some things are better left unsaid, or the good things won't come true. That's what Aunt Wei thought. "When Xiao Yan goes out to cut grass, he rarely comes back empty-handed. He's always caught a rabbit or a chicken. People trade grain for it. That's how he saves up, isn't it?"
"If I hadn't spent so much time taking care of you, there would have been even more food." Aunt Wei thought to herself, "The Weasel Spirit didn't come when Xiaoyan wasn't home." She also told Xiaoyan not to tell her son about this, lest she say too much and ruin the good fortune.
Wei Aiguo: How many prey would it take to exchange for this much grain...?
I'm stewing fish today.
This winter, many women urged Song Yan to go fishing. Song Yan shook his head and refused.
Ha! If she says she's going fishing, believe it or not, 90% of the villagers will have to go. Last year, those families got to eat fish, and everyone else was green with envy.
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