"Then let's exchange it for 100 kilograms of fine grains and 300 kilograms of coarse grains, and leave the rest unexchanged. What do you think?" Li Fuman asked.
Everyone nodded at the same time.
Here, Li Fuman calculated the amount of food the whole family should get.
Wait in line and see when it's your turn.
Almost an hour passed and it was finally the Li family's turn.
Accountant Zhang and Li Fuman checked the work points of each member of the Li family. Li Fuman then said that he wanted to exchange 100 kilograms of fine grains for coarse grains.
Soon, everything was checked and Li Dahu and three other laborers helped weigh the grain.
Because of Li Dahu's presence, the food distributed to the Li family was flawless. The rice grains with shells were full and made a popping sound when bitten in the mouth.
Even though it is a coarse grain, it is plump and round without any moldy spots.
After collecting all the grain, the Li family occupied a corner of the threshing ground, preparing to find a way to transport the grain back.
At this time, Li Jinfeng said, "Grandpa, let me go drive the tractor!"
It would take several trips to transport nearly two thousand kilograms of grain back.
Hearing that Li Jinfeng wanted to use a tractor, several people close to her hurriedly said, "Feng girl, take us with you too. Our two families can live together!"
"And my home, and my home..."
"Feng girl, even though we're not close, we're still from the same production team, so you have to help too!"
Everyone started talking, and Li Jinfeng felt it was difficult to agree to one and then refuse to another. She said, "Line up! Also, everyone should mark their own food. Don't mix it up and forget about it. If that happens, I won't be responsible!"
After hearing this, several people immediately refused to let Li Jinfeng help them.
Saving effort is a small matter, but if we lose food, how will we survive?
So in the end, those who were willing to ride on Li Jinfeng's tractor were those who trusted other people in the production team.
Li Jinfeng drove the tractor five times and delivered food to most people in the production team.
After five trips, those who did not get to use the tractor pushed the grain back with their own carts or carried it on their shoulders, and almost all of them had delivered the grain back.
In the threshing ground, Zhang Xiaobao stood up straight with his skinny monkey-like body, guarding his grain intently.
He couldn't carry so much food at once by himself, and it was not convenient for his grandmother to come out.
I could only wait and wait until everyone left, then carry my own food one small bag at a time.
The amount of food he received was neither too much nor too little.
In the first five months, because I had no tools and was a child, I only earned about four work points every day. In the last month, on average, I earned nine work points every day, a total of 870 work points.
The grain allocated to him was 120 jin 8 liang 3 li, of which fine grain was 24 jin 1 liang 6 li. Zhang Xiaobao exchanged all of it for coarse grain, and finally got a total of 169 jin 1 liang of coarse grain.
If he saves these grains frugally, he will be able to get 250 grams of grain by the end of the year.
From now on, his and his grandmother's lives will only get better and better.
Li Jinfeng's last trip was to deliver food to the team leader Zhao Zhongxing and accountant Zhang.
After stacking their food, he pretended to notice Zhang Xiaobao and said to Zhao Zhongxing, "Hey, Uncle Zhao, why hasn't he gone home yet?"
Zhao Zhongxing was stunned for a moment, and quickly directed Li Dahu, who had not yet left, "Dahu, help Xiaobao carry the food over and send it back together!"
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