Chapter 102 The Village is Going to Divide Private Plots

Xia Juanjuan was just half asleep, so the fighting was not big, even gentle, but Xia Juanjuan had never experienced anything like this before, so she was still woken up.

Of course, he was not fully awake, but was in a dazed state of half asleep and half awake. He couldn't help but frown his beautiful eyebrows, his eyes were blurry, and he seemed a little unhappy that his sleep was disturbed.

Why are you always bothering her when you can't sleep in the middle of the night... ?

Lizhan felt guilty for a moment about being caught, but he quickly calmed down.

Xia Juanjuan is his wife, so what he does is natural and right. Even the king of heaven can't find fault with him!

Therefore, he stared at Xia Juanjuan's still somewhat confused beautiful face with his dark eyes, and put his arms around her waist, holding her gently in his arms.

"Wife..." His voice was hoarse and magnetic. He leaned over and whispered softly in her ear: "I can't help it..."

Xia Juanjuan was stunned for a moment, her brain still in a state of confusion.

Can't bear it anymore? What can't you bear? Do you think the kang is too small and want to sleep on the floor?

She yawned, closed her eyes, pushed Li Zhan softly with her arm, and said vaguely: "Go to sleep if you want to, don't disturb my sleep..."

Lizhan's eyes lit up. Doesn't this mean he has obtained his wife's permission?

"Wife..."

At this time——

"Mom, I...I need to pee..." Xiao Wu sat up and said drowsily while rubbing his eyes.

Li Zhan: "..."

This little bastard! He really knows how to pick the right time!

Xia Juanjuan tilted her head and fell asleep again. When she heard Xiao Wu's voice, she just woke up, and then she remembered that Li Zhan was sleeping next to her, so she kicked Li Zhan and said vaguely: "Xiao Wu needs to pee, you get up and do it."

There is no point in fighting...

He had no choice but to get up without any temper, picked up Xiao Wu, wrapped him in a cotton coat, opened the door and went to the toilet outside to relieve himself.

In rural areas, people usually put a urine bucket in the house at night to make it easier to get up at night.

But Xia Juanjuan, who was used to flush toilets, couldn't stand this, so if she woke up at night, she would still go to the toilet outside.

When Li Zhan brought Xiao Wu back, Xia Juanjuan and Xiao Beibei had already occupied the place where Xiao Wu originally slept.

Xiao Wu climbed onto the bed first and said, "I want to sleep next to Mom!"

Li Zhan: "..."

Now that Xiao Wu has come between him and Xia Juanjuan, he can't do anything!

The next day, before dawn, Lizhan got up with a dissatisfied look on his face and swept away all the snow from the yard to the front door.

After sweeping the snow, it was still dark outside and Lizhan was doing one-handed push-ups while thinking in his mind.

There are three little brats making trouble at night, so I'm afraid there's not much chance, so I might as well do it during the day. Anyway, once the door is bolted, who knows what they are doing in the house?

After daybreak, Xia Juanjuan woke up, stretched herself, and then realized that the buttons of her clothes were undone for some reason...

This... could it be that she undressed herself because she felt too hot at night? Li Zhan was still sleeping next to her... uh... she remembered that Li Zhan seemed to sleep on the floor at night?

His lovely daughter-in-law was sleeping beside him, but he thought she was crowding him and preferred to sleep on the floor...

Xia Juanjuan acted emo for a while before she got up and helped the three kids put on their clothes, shoes and socks before getting up.

Breakfast is still dumplings.

After breakfast, Li Zhan and Xia Juanjuan gave each of the three kids fifty cents as a New Year's gift.

Zhou Qiuhe's two daughters, Huanhuan and Yingying, also came to wish their uncle and aunt a happy new year. This time, Lizhan didn't give them any money. Instead, Xia Juanjuan gave each of them 30 cents as a New Year's gift and asked Dongbao to take 30 cents back with him.

The three little guys also went to Zhou Qiuhe and received three cents of New Year's money each.

A few kids happily ran to the village store to buy firecrackers, candies and other things.

Liu Lan was waiting at home early in the morning. In order to please Li Zhan, she prepared a dime of New Year's money for each of the three little boys. As for the two girls in the third son's family - what New Year's money do girls need? Just give Dongbao five cents!

Unfortunately... She waited for a long time, but no one from the third and fourth rooms came to wish her a happy new year. She couldn't even give money to them! She was so angry that her mouth was almost crooked!

Originally, Lizhan planned to pull his wife into the house and do the job during the day when the three kids were alone while they went out to have fun. However, before he could do it, the loudspeaker in the village sounded, asking all villagers to gather at the gate of the commune.

Li Zhan is very depressing.

Soon, the villagers, the educated youth at the educated youth center, and those living in the cowshed gathered at the gate of the commune.

Secretary Zhao first wished everyone a happy new year, and then said happily: "I have good news to inform everyone. Starting this year, every household in our village will be able to get a small private plot of land based on the number of people!"

As soon as this was announced, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, unable to react for a moment.

Everyone eats from a big pot and the land is cultivated collectively. Everyone works together to grow grain, cotton and vegetables, and then waits for the commune or village to distribute the profits according to work points. This has been going on for several years, and everyone has forgotten the feeling of working hard on the land they were allocated, and feeling that it belonged to them no matter how much they worked.

Now... suddenly land is being distributed to each family again?

After being stunned for a while, the villagers couldn't help but get excited.

"Hey! Does this mean that every family has their own land again? Whatever they plant and harvest is theirs?"

"Oh! That's great! I have many children at home, and the food I earn from work points is not enough to eat. I have a private plot of land here, and I can grow some to supplement the income!"

"I want to grow some fruits and vegetables..."

Secretary Zhao saw that everyone was discussing enthusiastically, so he raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and continued:

"Don't be so impatient! I haven't finished talking yet! Each family has only a small plot of land. No matter what you plant, it's not enough to support your whole family! I'm going to say this first. Farm work in the commune takes priority! During the busy spring and autumn harvest seasons, if anyone slacks off in the fields and only thinks about his own plot of land, then when the grain production is insufficient, the government will take back the plot!"

At this time, someone at the educated youth camp asked, "Secretary Zhao, are these private plots only for the villagers, or do we educated youth have them too?"

Secretary Zhao looked at them and saw that they were not clearly divided, but at a glance they saw a dozen educated youths standing a little further away from the villagers, and another group of five or six people living in the cowshed. He smiled and said:

"The registered residence of the educated youth is also in our commune, so there must be some! But it is impossible to give each of you a small plot, so we will give you a large plot based on the population. When the time comes, you can discuss whether to plant separately or on your own. As long as you don't fight, the village will not care!"

Everyone laughed at what he said. The educated youths at the educated youth sites couldn't help laughing excitedly and started discussing in low voices. Those who were close to each other had already gathered together to discuss what they would plant together.

Secretary Zhao looked at the group of people in the cowshed with some guilt.

They were the ones who worked hard, so naturally they had no share in the private plots.

However, the five or six people in the bullpen probably guessed in their hearts that they probably didn't have it, so they just smiled and didn't ask themselves whether they had it or not.

Secretary Zhao cleared his throat and continued, "There is one more thing. On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, several educated youth and people undergoing reform will come to our commune. Each village has been allocated a quota. When they come, we will draw lots to divide up the private plots!"