Jiang Sen definitely cannot be kept.
The next day, Wu Meili came to see Qiao Baozhu early in the morning again. This time, her reason for coming was very good. She wanted to go to work with Qiao Baozhu.
Qiao Baozhu didn't see through her thoughts. She just carried her handbag and went out with Wu Meili's arm around her.
"Recently, more and more people are sewing shoe soles."
On the way to the farm, Wu Meili began to report on her work: "Now the communes near the farm are all learning from us to do sideline businesses. It's better than the big team fighting over jobs. Later, several communes discussed and decided that each family would do their own business and no one would compete with others for work."
Qiao Baozhu didn't understand, so she turned her head and looked at Wu Meili: "What do you mean by each family should do their own thing?"
In the cold winter, Qiao Baozhu wrapped herself up tightly, wearing a dog-skin hat on her head, a mask on her face, and a thick scarf over the mask.
Wu Meili was also wearing thick clothes, but not as much as Qiao Baozhu. She had no hat on, only a scarf to wrap around her head.
Hearing Qiao Baozhu's sobbing voice, he couldn't help but approach Qiao Baozhu and shouted, "What, Baozhu, what did you say? Speak louder, I can't hear you!"
Qiao Baozhu shouted loudly: "Stop talking, let's talk when we get to the office."
Wu Meili still had something to ask Qiao Baozhu, so she thought she should say it quickly while no one was around.
Unfortunately, the wind was too strong and the weather was too cold in the morning. She said a few words, and her breath moistened the wool around her mouth, which instantly froze into ice, and even Wu Meili's eyelashes and eyebrows were frost-stained.
The two of them supported each other and finally pushed open the door of the mutual aid society.
As soon as she entered the room, Qiao Baozhu couldn't help sneezing.
"It's too cold in this room, why don't you light the stove?"
Ji Hehua and Gao Liman recognized Qiao Baozhu's voice and happily surrounded her.
"Baozhu, you are finally back."
"Baozhu, are you cold? Come on the kang and warm your feet."
The two were very happy to see Qiao Baozhu coming back to work. They pushed Qiao Baozhu onto the small heated kang in the room, and Gao Liman grabbed the small quilt and put it on Qiao Baozhu's legs.
Qiao Baozhu took off her hat, mask and scarf, took a breath of cool air, and couldn't help sneezing.
"A-choo."
Qiao Baozhu rubbed her nose and couldn't help frowning: "Why is it so cold in this room?"
Gao Liman and Ji Hehua looked at each other, smiled bitterly and said nothing.
When Qiao Baozhu saw them like this, she knew something must have happened.
"What happened?"
Qiao Baozhu couldn't help but look at the straightforward and innocent Wu Meili, but Wu Meili was a person who couldn't hold back her thoughts.
"You didn't notice when you came. The coal that was originally placed at the door was stolen. There were also two baskets of firewood, and someone took away the pots and pans as well."
Qiao Baozhu couldn't help but widen her eyes: "There are still people with dirty hands and feet on the farm? Are they crazy? They even steal bamboo shoots!"
"What should we do? It's a cold winter, and there have been several heavy snowfalls. Many people in the staff dormitory have lost their bamboo baskets. The patrol team hasn't caught any, and there's no way to catch any."
Some people are too lazy to go to the mountains to pick up branches, so when they run out of fuel at home, they steal from their neighbors.
Someone went to steal coal and wood from the gate of the mutual aid society at night, and Ji Hehua discovered it when she got to work the next day.
The patrol team came over, checked the footprints, and identified the thief as someone from the staff dormitory.
Unfortunately, it was discovered too late. The footprints on the staff dormitory side had been trampled by people going to work. Moreover, the wooden boxes all looked similar, and as for the coal, not only one family could afford it.
"We lost something, and the farm office didn't care. We had no choice but to suffer this loss. From then on, Daman and I brought our own firewood. She did it one day, and I did it one day. Let's just get through the winter first."
The little bit of coal left at the entrance of the mutual aid society was left over from Qiao Baozhu's time.
After the coal was lost, Ji Hehua and Gao Liman brought corn husks, soybean stalks and dead branches to burn in the stove.
Since there are only two side jobs here, sewing shoe soles and pasting paper boxes, more than half of the people coming to the mutual aid society have left.
The two men stopped lighting the stove and just sat on the young man's kang in the shop to keep warm.
After all, not everyone is as wealthy as Qiao Baozhu and is willing to burn their own coal.
"This time, I'm here to bring you a new job. It's expedited, and the labor fee is very high."
Qiao Baozhu's words suddenly excited the three people who had been depressed for many days.
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