Days passed, and during this period Gu Zhenjiang went to the commune several times to help Jiang Mengxue pick up letters.
In addition to the letters and remittances sent by Gu Qingbei and Luan Huiying on time every month.
The publishing house also sent me several payments for share of the publishing fees.
The publishing house sent us more than 70 yuan in the first month.
Jiang Mengxue didn't quite understand how the profit sharing was calculated.
However, there was a table recording the sales volume and price for each month. After Gu Zhenjiang looked at it and said it was okay, Jiang Mengxue didn't care about it anymore.
Now the family’s monthly income is really quite good. Jiang Mengxue’s income plus the income from the publishing house can be close to two hundred yuan a month.
Even in this era, their family income is considered very high.
However, Jiang Mengxue did not give up doing good deeds.
Originally she just wanted to donate the whole world to the orphanage, but then she thought it would be better to donate some useful things to them according to her ability.
Jiang Mengxue asked Gu Zhenjiang to contact the logistics director of the department store, because she knew that they were doing a good deed and it could be considered as giving them some privileges.
They bought some defective items that did not require tickets, cloth, some daily necessities, and some pens and notebooks for study.
This is something that the children urgently need. Even if they are given money, they cannot buy such things that do not require tickets.
Jiang Mengxue didn't expect that Gu Zhenjiang went there and mentioned his name.
Because she later received handwritten thank-you letters from the children in the orphanage, the postman delivered them directly to the countryside.
There are pictures drawn by children and words of thanks written on it.
Jiang Mengxue looked at their childish chatter and their imaginations of the future.
My biggest wish is to have enough food to eat and warm clothes to wear, and I want to eat meat once a month.
They had never seen white flour buns, but they heard the director's grandmother say that white flour buns were as soft as the clouds in the sky.
Jiang Mengxue didn't know how she felt. Some of these children were abandoned in orphanages since birth.
Most of them are disabled or have incurable diseases. Their parents do not want such a burden, so they abandon them at the door of the orphanage after they are born.
Some lost both parents and became orphans, and were sent to orphanages by other relatives or people on the street.
The better-off of these children are physically healthy, while most of those abandoned have disabilities or injuries.
Maybe you will never be able to live like a normal person in your entire life.
Jiang Mengxue only learned about these things later.
Whenever someone goes to the orphanage to donate money and supplies, and these donors want to see the children, Director Fang and the staff will bring out the healthy children.
Children who looked disabled were kept in the room because they were afraid of scaring the sponsors, fearing that they would be frightened by these children and no longer be willing to sponsor them.
They try their best to use these intact children to attract the attention of outsiders.
Some people come with good intentions. They hope that every child in the orphanage, whether good or bad, can have better living conditions.
But some people have requirements for their donations. They think that the money and materials they donate are valuable if the child looks complete.
But if the child is disabled, with missing hands or feet, cleft lip and palate, Down syndrome, or an irreversible disease, many people think that such a child is worthless.
It is not worth their help because these children may not contribute much to society in the future.
In this day and age, providing any supplies to such children may be a waste of supplies.
Jiang Mengxue couldn't judge these people's thoughts.
Before you do a good deed, do you want any feedback?
Everyone has it, and the most selfless one is hoping that everyone you help will get better and better. As long as they live well, everything you do is valuable and it will make you feel satisfied.
Anyway, many people do good things purely out of their own desire to satisfy their own hearts.
As long as he does one good deed, he will feel that he is kind and feel psychologically satisfied.
Jiang Mengxue folded the letter, put it together, put it in a box and placed it in the space.
She doesn't know these children, but she remembers their wishes and hopes to fulfill them once.
It is now 1959, if the situation is true as Jiang Mengxue knows.
In the next two or three years, the country will be in a period of disaster, and food shortages will occur everywhere in the country.
Two-thirds of the people in a city starved to death, and most people began begging and fleeing famine.
But being in the north is relatively good, the land is fertile, and it is close to the mountains, so at least no one starves to death.
Many people also fled here to escape famine, settled down here, and married locally.
During this period, Jiang Mengxue distributed a lot of noodles while she was alone in the clinic, and planned to find time to steam some buns and put them in the space.
It was a coincidence that one day Li Cuiying was going back to her parents' home with Gu Zhenjiang.
Although Li Cuiying's parents have passed away and she rarely interacts with her brother and sister-in-law from her mother's side, she still has to go back when there is a funeral at home.
Jiang Mengxue didn't know the specific situation. The two of them simply picked up a small bag and rode away on their bikes. It would take at least two or three days for them to come back.
Jiang Mengxue has been alone at home these two days, steaming buns day and night.
Unless someone came to look for her, she would stay in the kitchen, either boiling pots or kneading dough.
Baskets of steamed buns were placed into the space, all of them were large steamed buns made from old dough as big as a few fists.
This kind of steamed bun becomes more fragrant the more you chew it, with a strong wheat flavor, and becomes sweeter the more you eat it.
Jiang Mengxue kneaded the last batch of steamed buns a little smaller.
A little bit of sugar was added to it, so it tastes sweet.
She had been to an orphanage last time and had a rough idea of how many people were there.
After the steamed buns are out of the pot and cooled, put them in a flour bag.
Of course, I won’t send it there now. It will take several hours to go to the city by bus. Jiang Mengxue feels numb at the thought of taking the bus. It’s better to take it with her when she goes to the city for something in the future.
As the weather warms up during this period, the team’s roads are becoming busier.
People no longer stay at home on the kang all day, but gather at the door from time to time to chat.
Before the work in the fields gets busy, take care of your own private plot first.
The ground has been dug when it is time to dig the ground, and the seeds have been planted when it is time to plant them.
From time to time when walking on the road, you can see people working in the fields by the roadside.
Several cadres from the brigade headquarters also began to arrange people to prepare for the next work.
Thanks to some connections, the farm tools in the brigade were repaired early.
During this time, some people started weaving ropes, baskets, and repairing sacks in the warehouse.
There is also fermented farm manure in the team, which needs to be applied and watered before planting vegetables.
Then you can start spring planting.
Because the north only grows one crop a year, the crops are basically planted and harvested at about the same time, so the team is particularly busy during this period.
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