Chapter 86 Equal Distribution of Grain



"Cough cough cough..." As soon as Lu Xiaolan was freed, she couldn't help but cough violently, tears and snot streaming down her face.

The suffocating fear she had just experienced still lingered in her mind, and she dared not provoke Ye Weiwei again. She clung tightly to Zhao Mingzhe's arm, crying and putting on a dramatic, affected voice, "Zhao Zhiqing, look at her... Waaah, I'm so scared~"

Looking at Lu Xiaolan's dirty, tear-streaked, and snotty face, Zhao Mingzhe was so disgusted that he almost kicked her away.

That's absolutely disgusting!

He forcefully pulled his arm out, got up from the ground, and said to Lu Xiaolan in a righteous tone, "Comrade Lu Xiaolan, you really misunderstood Comrade Ye Weiwei just now. You should apologize to her."

Lu Xiaolan stared wide-eyed in disbelief, "Zhao Zhiqing, you, you want me to apologize to Ye Weiwei?"

Zhao Mingzhe said with a serious expression, "To know one's mistakes and correct them is the greatest virtue. Comrade Lu Xiaolan, I believe you are a good comrade who is willing to admit your mistakes."

Lu Xiaolan seemed to have suffered a tremendous blow, and roared, "No! No!"

After saying that, she covered her face with one hand and ran away.

While running, he stretched one arm back forcefully, which made Ye Weiwei feel disgusted.

I don't know who Lu Xiaolan learned this trick from.

Seeing that Lu Xiaolan, that eyesore, was finally gone, Zhao Mingzhe straightened his clothes to make himself look less disheveled, then smiled and said to Ye Weiwei, "Weiwei..."

Ye Weiwei flipped her hand, and four silver needles between her fingers gleamed coldly in the sunlight, successfully silencing Zhao Mingzhe.

"Zhao Mingzhe, if you also need some brain drain, I don't mind helping you!"

"No...no need..." Zhao Mingzhe was so frightened that his legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground.

Ye Weiwei gave him a mocking look, then carried her basket away.

You idiot!

Look at yourself! How dare you even think about me!

When Ye Weiwei returned to the educated youth settlement at noon after work, she found that everyone looked wilted and listless.

Xu Meijun collapsed onto the kang (a heated brick bed) without even taking off her clothes, yelling that she was ruined and didn't want to move at all.

Chen Jiali was also covered in dust and dirt, and her steps were unsteady, as if she could be blown over by a gust of wind.

The male educated youth were in no better shape; they were all exhausted and didn't want to move.

When Xu Meijun saw Ye Weiwei walk in wearing a big red headscarf, and then take it off, she was incredibly envious to see that her face was neither tanned nor scratched by corn leaves.

"When did you buy this headscarf? I didn't see you wearing it when you went out this morning."

Ye Weiwei smiled and said, "Aunt Liu prepared this for me."

Xu Meijun said sourly, "Your future mother-in-law is quite concerned about you."

Chen Jiali said with a hint of envy, "Actually, it would be quite nice to find someone from the village."

At least at this time, someone is helping out.

Look at Ye Weiwei and then look at them, the contrast is stark.

Xu Meijun glared at the spineless Chen Jiali, "Give me a break! How many people in this village are like Huo Xiao? Don't just look at the good ones, think about Ye Wanwan!"

Chen Jiali suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.

"I was just joking."

Her and Xu Meijun's assigned field today was only two plots away from Chen Danu and Ye Wanwan's.

While working, Chen Danu never stopped cursing Ye Wanwan, using the most offensive language imaginable.

Ye Wanwan has only been at the Sun family for a few days, but she's like a completely different person; she's become so thin she's unrecognizable.

After a quick lunch and a short rest, everyone went back to work. When they returned after a full day's work, they were all exhausted and too tired to speak.

This is only the first day of the autumn harvest.

No wonder people say that harvesting grain is like peeling off a layer of skin.

After working for more than a week, we finally harvested all the grain from the fields.

After another week of busy work, threshing, peeling, and drying the corn, wheat, and beans, there was not much work left to do in the fields.

Once the grain quota is paid, the grain will be distributed.

New educated youths like Ye Weiwei, after repaying their debts to the brigade, generally didn't receive much grain in their hands. Even Hou Zheng, who was always the most diligent worker, barely had enough to eat.

Someone like Xu Meijun would starve to death if she relied solely on the meager amount of food allocated to her.

However, Xu Meijun had money and food coupons sent from her family every month, so she didn't rely on these work points.

After working for the better part of a month, everyone at the educated youth settlement, except for Ye Weiwei, had become tanned and thinner, but they looked quite capable.

The next day, when it was time to distribute the grain, Xu Meijun took out her work point sheet and calculated her pitiful few work points. Her face darkened. "After paying back the borrowed grain, I haven't even been able to eat for a month after working so hard in the countryside for several months. What's the point of all this hard work? It's even made my face tanned!"

After saying that, she glared at Ye Weiwei with annoyance, "Comparison is the thief of joy. It's one thing that your face hasn't gotten tanned, but it seems like you're getting whiter the more you tan?"

Ye Weiwei glanced at her speechlessly. She had lost count of how many times this guy had said something like this recently. He said it several times a day, and she was getting tired of hearing it.

Seeing that Ye Weiwei was too lazy to pay attention to her, Xu Meijun tugged at Chen Jiali beside her to find an ally, only to find that Chen Jiali was lost in thought while holding a letter.

"What did your family say in their letter? You look so distracted, did something happen at home?"

"No." Chen Jiali put the letter away and stuffed it into an envelope. "It's just that my mother asked me to send grain home after I distributed it."

"What?!" Xu Meijun couldn't control her voice. "Isn't your family all workers except for you and your sister? And your sister is married. Now you're the only one in the family who doesn't have a job and has been sent to the countryside. They take their wages every month but don't send you money, and they expect you to send food home. Aren't they afraid of overeating?"

Xu Meijun felt wronged enough by being forced to go to the countryside. Like her, her family had no choice but to choose between her and her younger brother to go to the countryside due to policy constraints. Her brother was two years younger than her and was born prematurely with a weak constitution. Going to the countryside would be like sending him to his death. Her family had no choice but to send her.

Because of this, her family felt they had wronged her. Not only did they never shortchange her with money, they also sent her things every now and then—food, drinks, daily necessities, clothes, etc.

Her younger brother also felt he had wronged her and was sorry for her. Before leaving, he gave her all the pocket money he had saved up for several years. Whenever the family bought him anything, he would first ask, "Does my sister have any? Don't buy me anything. Save the money and send it to my sister. She needs it more than I do."

If it weren't for the fact that many things in this remote and impoverished area are unavailable even with money, and that one has to work, her life would definitely be more comfortable than it is in the city.

As a result, her family members all felt that she was a great contributor to the family.

Chen Jiali's parents...

Her older sister is so biased, it's outrageous!

If she had parents like Chen Jiali, she would cause chaos in the house, and no one would have a good time!

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