Upon hearing the sound, she turned around and saw two people jumping up and down, while Lin Zhaodi stood at a distance.
Shaking his head helplessly,
"Do you still want to be wounded in glory?"
The two of them frantically lifted it up, but this time they cooperated much better and finally made it down the mountain smoothly.
Back at the compound, the two men breathed a sigh of relief. The wooden block was thrown aside, and they began rubbing their wrists.
"Oh dear, we've finally arrived. My hands feel like they don't belong to me anymore."
"Alright, you guys pack your things yourselves. I'm taking the things back; I need to go to the commune."
"You're going to the commune? Jian Zhiqing, can we go with you?"
Simply stop and walk.
"Are you going too?"
Li Yan and the others looked at each other awkwardly.
"We did the math, and we still have a lot of odds and ends to buy, and we don't even have any seasonings or anything like that."
I looked at the sky.
"It's noon now, shall we go now? If we can get back before dark, you can cook a proper meal tonight."
"Okay, let's go in and tidy up too."
"Then I'll go find Third Master."
I was thinking of writing to Zhu Yan and Chen Hongjun and sending them mountain goods, but since someone was with me today, I haven't taken them out yet.
When they arrived at the commune, everyone else had gone to the supply and marketing cooperative, so she secretly put the things in her basket and went into the post office.
It wasn't much; each portion consisted of a few pounds of chestnuts and hazelnuts. Everyone knows it's a dry season, so it's normal that there aren't any other mountain produce or vegetables.
After putting the letter and package away, she thought for a moment and decided to call Zhu Yan first.
The phone number Zhu Yan left belonged to the neighborhood office, not far from the state-run restaurant. A few minutes later, she called and heard a familiar, panting voice on the other end.
Upon hearing that she wanted scraps of cloth, Zhu Yan was completely stunned.
"Are you getting clothes made? I'll go find you some scraps of flawed fabric; those scraps make all sorts of colorful patterns."
"Sister Yan, I'm not making clothes, I want to put together something, nothing fancy, it'll be a waste."
Could you ask around for me if they have any scraps of fabric? I don't care, any material, any color is fine, the more the better. I just mailed you a letter and a package; the money is in the package.
She could tell from the last ticket exchange that this girl was no good, but what could she do when she liked her?
"Okay, no problem. I'll go after lunchtime and mail it to you as soon as possible."
"Why do you still have things for me? I've heard that the rural areas haven't harvested much grain."
"Sister Yan, these are some mountain products I found in the mountains with the villagers. I kept quite a few for myself, so you can have some."
According to the village chief, the sweet potatoes and potatoes they harvested were just enough to pay the grain tax.
Looking at it this way, going up the mountain next time might still be a difficult task.
Zhu Yan acted quickly, going out to find someone right after the mealtime.
Both her husband's and her own family are here, and almost all of them have jobs. Their networks of relationships are not extensive, but they are quite extensive.
When asked about the scraps of cloth, they said the person hadn't even hit the ground.
"There's plenty of this stuff. It can't be used to make clothes, it's just for sticking to shoe soles."
Zhu Yan still cares about the girl.
"Get me a few large, usable bags,"
How many bags?
"Yes, I have a sister who lives in another city, and they need this stuff. Let me tell you, if used properly, even though the meat is small, it still generates revenue for the factory, doesn't it?"
Even Jian Dan herself hadn't expected her older sister to be so decisive and efficient. Now, having finished her business, she went to the state-run restaurant and was leisurely looking for the oxcart.
It has to be said that the environment was really bad. There weren't many people in the commune, and the few that passed by were all thin and emaciated.
Halfway there, an old woman swayed and was about to fall. I instinctively took several steps back before realizing that this wasn't the time to hesitate to help. In the blink of an eye, the old woman had already collapsed.
He took a couple of simple steps forward, squatted down, and patted the ground.
"Grandma, can you hear me? Grandma,"
He dripped a little water into his lips.
Two or three minutes later, the old lady finally let out a heavy sigh of relief and woke up with a soft moan. Jian Dan instantly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Grandma, are you alright?"
The people surrounding them dispersed.
"Did he faint from hunger?"
"Yes, isn't that Mrs. Sun from the front street?"
Upon hearing that someone knew them, he didn't waste any time and immediately got up to explain.
"The uncles and aunts in our Xiangyang Commune are really warm and helpful. They are all good comrades of the Party. They treat their neighbors with the warmth of spring."
Dear uncles and aunties, could you please help him contact his family?
I came from the countryside on business and now I need to get back quickly. I really don't have time to take this elderly lady home. Thank you so much, kind aunties!
He bowed and waved, then ran off in a flash. The old woman, who had been awakened by a few drops of water, only saw a small figure running wildly with a basket on his back.
By the time the onlookers realized what had happened, the person was nowhere to be found on the street.
When Chen Jianguo and his two companions returned carrying baskets on their backs, they were still discussing it.
"Someone fainted over there just now. They said someone saved him, but they don't want everyone to know who it is."
"Isn't this an unsung hero?"
"Yes, there are still more good people than bad!"
Unsung heroes, silently enduring hardship.
"Everyone, sit down, we're going home now!"
"Third Master, will you be coming over again in a few days?"
"Isn't this a time to bundle corn stalks? Since no one's coming to the commune these days, I won't be coming out."
After it's all over, it'll probably take about six or seven days. Then we'll do it again, and then it'll be time to head back up the mountain and call it a day.
"Once all this work is finished, if you need to come again, just look for me. Nobody from the village will come."
Li Yan was quick to speak; she asked as soon as she opened her mouth.
Why?
By the time Lin Zhaodi reached out to grab him, it was too late.
The old man sighed.
"What else could it be? No money, no food, what's the point of going to the commune?"
In previous years, we would always think about selling the vegetables from our own yard, the mountain produce we picked, hazelnuts, chestnuts, pine nuts, mushrooms, and so on, to make some money to exchange for needles and thread, or to buy a few ounces of meat for the family to satisfy our cravings.
This year, after the grain tax is paid, the village will be completely empty, and no family will get anything.
In winter, we have to rely on going up the mountain, what else can we sell?
We're hoping to find enough to eat, otherwise, how are we going to get through the winter!
Li Yan realized the topic was inappropriate and awkwardly shut her mouth.
Simply sit by the car, swinging your legs.
"Third Master, aren't the shoes your Third Madam makes especially comfortable?"
The topic came up unexpectedly, and the old man, without thinking, readily agreed.
"That's right, that old woman's cooking skills are famously good, and I'm really fortunate to have that."
"Hey, kid, what nonsense are you spouting?"
"Hehe, are you kidding me? I was even thinking of having Third Grandma make me a pair of cotton shoes, but if you say that..."
The old man changed his tune very quickly.
“That’s no problem, that’s her specialty.”
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