Thinking of his elderly second uncle and aunt at home, he submitted his application for demobilization without hesitation.
Gu Chen carefully chose his words and said earnestly, "Since my transfer application was not approved, I worked alongside you at home and earned work points."
"Alright then, Uncle Lin's family is too honest. We'll help them out more often in the future."
As dawn broke, it was as if a hole had been torn in the sky, revealing only a hint of pale light, waking those who were asleep.
Lin Yuxi opened her eyes. Her mother had already cooked breakfast. She picked up the watch next to her and glanced at it. It was 5:30 a.m.
She quickly got out of bed, put her watch into her storage space, since she was going to work and couldn't wear a watch.
"Xixi, come and eat. After we finish eating, we'll meet at the village chief's house." Lin's mother brought out the porridge, steamed the leftover white flour buns from yesterday's Grandma Lin, boiled two eggs for Lin Yuxi, and gave everyone else a bite.
I also made some cold radish salad and ate it with porridge.
Lin Yuxi didn't delay. She quickly braided her hair, changed into a coarse green dress, put on a pair of cloth shoes, and went out.
After they finished breakfast, they put the remaining steamed buns and pickled vegetables into their space, took some with them, and filled a large water bottle for each of them. She had put the mung bean soup from last night in the refrigerator, and it was perfect to drink today because of the hot weather.
After going outside, I could already see a few people walking ahead on the road.
Lin Yuxi followed behind them.
A short while later, they saw Gu Chen and Gu Zhixiang standing at the door waiting for them.
Is he going too?
“We have to go to the production team. It’s a 20-minute walk from here. We have to harvest wheat in the fields today,” Gu Zhixiang reminded us. “Remember to bring a water bottle. Lunch isn’t provided, but we can come back to eat. It just takes a bit of time to cook, so we usually eat in the fields.”
Lin Yuxi didn't forget the water bottle, and just in case, she also brought a large amount of mung bean soup to share with them.
Gu Zhixiang led them forward, and after walking for about twenty minutes, the production team members were already waiting there.
He led Lin Yuxi's family to register. Although he was the village head, the production team leader was someone else.
The job of recording work points was a good one, but it was definitely not available to anyone else. You had to be able to read and write and do arithmetic. Fortunately, the production team leader's sister-in-law was a junior high school graduate, so He Meifang took on the job.
She wrote down the names of Lin Yuxi and the others in her notebook, then pointed to the wheat field over there and said...
“People under 45 years old are required to harvest a minimum of 5 rows of wheat per day, while people over 45 years old are required to harvest a minimum of 2 rows of wheat per day. One row of wheat is counted as one work point.”
A single ridge in a wheat field is 80 centimeters wide including the ditch, and its length is approximately 16 meters.
Each person would receive work points based on their attendance and the quality of their work. The production team would then allocate grain and other necessities as compensation for each person's work points.
He Meifang distributed several sickles to them. At this time, there was no collective work; everyone worked independently. The more work someone did, the more work points they earned, and the more grain they received.
The wheat field was vast, stretching as far as the eye could see; no wonder we had to work there every day.
Fortunately, there were no separate sections for men and women; everyone was harvesting side by side. Lin Yuxi gripped the sickle, weighed it in her hand, and walked towards the wheat field, feeling the sharpness of the blade.
I don't know how early the villagers arrived, but some of them have already harvested half a row.
Whispers arose from the crowd.
"Hey, isn't this the guy who was sent down to our village a few days ago? I heard he comes from a capitalist family."
"So what if they're capitalists? Capitalists still work the land, don't they?"
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