Jiang Tiecheng could tell from a little observation that there were still some things he lacked.
For example, if you don't lay a mat on the earthen bed and just put the bedding on it, it will get covered in yellow dust.
And there definitely needs to be a water tank!
He also needed to gather some firewood and, while he was at it, go to the village to see where he could buy some grain.
For example, if we don't have things like a carrying pole or a bucket for fetching water, we definitely have to ask the team leader for help.
No matter what, this trip to the village is imperative.
Jiang Tiecheng piled all his things on the earthen bed, rummaged through them, and found brown sugar and white sugar in the package.
You have to admit that Wang Dazhuang is really meticulous.
These days, these kinds of supplies are not always available in cooperatives or department stores.
This kind of brown sugar can only be prescribed in hospitals.
Jiang Tiecheng thought for a moment, found an oil paper package, and took about an ounce of brown sugar from the brown sugar and wrapped it in the red paper package.
If you give too much, you'll spoil the production team leader.
With such a small quantity, it's probably not something that every villager could easily buy.
He put the brown sugar in his pocket, and also a pack of cigarettes.
Only then did he screw the door of his dugout on with wire.
Without a lock, he could only rely on his brute force to twist the wire upwards, and surprisingly, he managed to twist it into a pretzel shape.
Ordinary people can't open it.
Jiang Tiecheng strode towards the village.
In no time, they carried two rolls of bamboo mats and a large water vat back to the educated youth settlement.
Others, already grumbling and cursing, have begun choosing their own dens. At this point, those remaining outside unmoved are practically nonexistent.
Seeing Jiang Tiecheng's strength, many people gasped in astonishment. They had never seen anyone so strong, especially considering that the water vat was quite heavy.
At the same time, they immediately realized, what are we going to do if we don't have a water tank to get water?
We can't possibly go to the river at the village entrance to fetch water for every single meal.
The water vat was placed directly inside the house. Tie Cheng pondered for a moment, leaning against the stove. He decided that a wooden board should be placed on top of it, otherwise dust would get in and it wouldn't be appropriate.
I gained quite a lot from this trip to the production team leader.
He brought the brown sugar up himself, and when he mentioned that they were missing a lot of things, the captain's eyes lit up when he heard about them.
However, they only assured him that they could put in a good word for the village craftsmen.
But you have to pay money to buy it.
He discussed the exact amount with the other members of the commune.
However, with Huang Youqing involved, things were naturally much easier.
In addition, when it was mentioned that money and food coupons would be given, everyone was very happy to accept.
Jiang Tiecheng brought back only a portion of the items: a water vat, a bucket, a carrying pole, two rolls of mats, and a wood-chopping knife and axe.
For items like tables and chairs used in the house, they would have to wait for a carpenter to go up the mountain to cut down the trees, and it would take at least three days to make them for him in the county town.
He would have to go to the county supply and marketing cooperative in a couple of days to buy things like candles and oil lamps himself.
In short, there is no water or electricity here, and little land. This is considered to be one of the farms with the best conditions in the area.
Because they have mountains, rivers, and trees, they are already considered a place of outstanding people and beautiful scenery.
Jiang Tiecheng tidied up the house briefly and sent the extra mat directly to Chen Ruixue, guessing that she would need it.
As expected, Chen Ruixue thanked him profusely upon seeing the mat and hurriedly took out money to hand to Jiang Tiecheng.
Jiang Tiecheng didn't stand on ceremony. He put the money in his pocket, grabbed his axe and rope, and went up the mountain to chop firewood.
By the time others realized what was happening and went to the village to find the team leader, Jiang Tiecheng had already painstakingly chopped down a large bundle of firewood from the mountain.
That piece of firewood was as tall as two of him.
He gave half to Chen Ruixue, and chopped the other half into suitable firewood and piled it at his doorstep.
Chen Ruixue expressed his gratitude repeatedly. He knew, of course, that with his leg so limping, he would have been in real trouble if it weren't for Jiang Tiecheng's help.
Jiang Tiecheng had already prepared the water before dark.
A fire was lit in the stove, and the entire dugout was already warm.
Fortunately, Wang Dazhuang was quite shrewd and packed a large bag full of noodles, weighing about 10 kilograms, for Jiang Tiecheng, which came in handy right now.
Jiang Tiecheng casually handed Chen Ruixue a bowl, and the two of them shared it.
There's no electricity here after dark, so people use oil lamps. Now they have neither oil lamps nor candles, so they have to close their doors and windows before dark and go to sleep on the kang (heated brick bed).
Jiang Tiecheng lay down on the kang and stretched comfortably.
Life is indeed more comfortable when you don't have to care about others.
In my past life, I was working myself to the bone in a factory, and when I got home, I still had to help my mother with housework.
My mother would complain of back pain one day, then say she was too sick to get out of bed the next, or have a headache the day after.
And this grown man not only did the laundry, but also cooked, sewed and mended, and made coal cakes and coal slurry.
Children from poor families should mature early, but the younger siblings in the family are all clueless about farming and lazy.
But now I'm all alone, with no one else to worry about.
This is truly enjoyable.
Meanwhile, at the Jiang family home, Jiang's mother finally woke up and sat on the kang (a heated brick bed), weeping helplessly.
"How could the boss treat me like this?"
Does your older brother hate me that much?
She'd rather sneak off by train alone than tell me, her mother.
"Boss, you heartless bastard, how could you be so cruel? You just abandoned this whole family and walked away without a care in the world."
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