When he saw Feng Qingxue, Uncle Feng explained to his niece the reason why he came to see her today without waiting for her to say hello.

They came to give Feng Qingxue money and the harvest from her private plot.

There were regulations on food rations. Because Feng Qingxue and her sister had moved their household registration to Wanglou Brigade and had received food rations there, Caohu Brigade no longer distributed food to them, and all their work points were converted into money.

The work value of Caohu Brigade was only 20 cents. Feng Qingxue only got 27.8 yuan for his 1,390 work points, and Feng Qingyun got no work points.

As for the money owed to Feng Qingxue, only Feng Shuanzhu and Feng Teng knew about it, and Uncle Feng had not been asked to transfer it for the time being.

A lot of vegetables were harvested from the private plots, including pumpkin, winter melon, cabbage, radish, potato... and some sweet potatoes that were planted with everyone turning a blind eye. All the vegetables that should have been harvested in the season and those that had been made into dried vegetables were delivered by Uncle Feng and his son. Later, the two private plots were taken back by the production team.

"It would be better to dig out the sweet potatoes, cabbages and radishes stored in the cellar later. Unfortunately, your two sisters-in-law are not good at dealing with people. Your second sister-in-law complained that the private plot next door is an eyesore."

At this point, Uncle Feng added: "The house you live in is now allocated to your second brother and his wife. It was exchanged for food."

Feng Qingxue and Feng Qingyun had nothing at the beginning, and with everyone's consent, the house was given to them to live in for free. However, Feng Qingyu and Li Guohong were not so lucky.

Feng Qingxue nodded casually. She was married to Lu Jiang, and her previous residence had nothing to do with her anymore.

Uncle Feng said again: "I've given the money to your father-in-law. The vegetables are piled in the west room of your house. You can sort them out when you get home."

"Uncle, eldest brother and second brother, have dinner first before leaving." Feng Qingxue said hurriedly.

"No," Uncle Feng waved his hand, "I'm very busy at home. I'll come visit relatives another day when I'm free. But I have something happy to tell you. Your second brother is getting married on October 18th. Don't forget to come and have a drink at the wedding."

Feng Qingxue's eyes fell on her second cousin Feng Aihua, "Second brother is going to marry a sister-in-law? Congratulations, congratulations!"

Feng Aihua chuckled, "Congratulations!"

"Which family does my second sister-in-law belong to?" Feng Qingxue asked with a smile.

This question was answered by Second Uncle Feng, "He lives in Guanzhuang behind the mountain. He is one year younger than your second brother. When the grain was distributed the other day, your eldest and second brothers and I sent them 100 kilograms of dried sweet potatoes and 100 kilograms of corn, and the marriage was settled."

Feng Qingxue nodded, food is the most important betrothal gift at present, no doubt about it.

The three turns and one ring are too far away for farmers to even think about it.

"Have the things for my second brother's wedding been prepared?" Feng Qingxue counted the money and bills in her hand. When she got married, her second aunt gave her a set of quilt covers and linings. When her second brother got married, she couldn't be stingy.

"What is there to prepare? It's just a wedding, right? Just roll up your bedding and celebrate it." Uncle Feng's bronze face was full of smiles. "Our production team planted a few acres of cotton. We got some of it the other day, and the villagers helped us out a little. It's enough to make a new quilt for your second brother, and we can clean up a room for him to live in."

Other families all came this way, and they didn’t even have new quilts for their beds, so Uncle Feng didn’t think it was simple and shabby.

A scene like the one where Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue got married was something that was rarely seen in the past ten or twenty years, and it cannot be compared.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Feng Aihua fell behind his father and brother. After his father and brother had walked a long way, he turned around to look for Feng Qingxue and said shyly, "Xiaoxue, I need your help."