In this special era of material scarcity, no one has enough food to eat.
Not to mention the big fish and meat, even refined rice and flour are extremely precious. As for snacks and fruits, they are luxuries that ordinary people cannot afford.
What was the point of sending the families of these urban cadres to cadre schools for reform? It was to make them suffer!
Just now, we saw people from Hanyang Commune taking away a large cart of good things, especially those two pieces of pork. The people in the cadre school were both jealous and helpless.
If this was the public property of the cadre school, they would have to keep it even at the risk of their lives.
But these are Lin Wanjun's personal belongings. She saved Minister Yang with her own ability, and that's why she received these hundred meters of flour, fish and meat.
A group of people could only watch helplessly as the people from Hanyang Commune left with a cart full of things, but they dared not say anything and could not do anything.
They were still immersed in the feeling of loss when they suddenly heard a cough from the loudspeaker on the electric pole. The next moment, Qin Sijun's low voice came.
"Hey! Hey! Everyone, please take note! After you hear the announcement, go to the playground immediately to get your New Year's gifts!"
New Year's goods? Do you have white flour? Do you have pork?
When people realized what was happening, they went crazy and rushed to the playground, fearing that they would not get any New Year's goods if they ran too slowly.
Soon, a long line formed in the playground.
Qin Sijun recruited Wang Chuang as a temporary butcher, and he was in charge of the scales and weights, distributing the meat according to the number of people in each household.
Adults can get two pounds of meat, children can get one pound, and the two pounds of meat that the elderly get is mostly greasy fat.
In this era, fat meat is more popular than lean meat.
Fatty meat is very oily and can be boiled in a pot. You can eat the meat scraps and save lard. A jar of lard is enough for the whole family to eat for half a year.
Therefore, lard is particularly popular.
Wang Chuang also wanted the lard selfishly. He brought his mother to the cadre school, so logically, he was entitled to two pounds of lard.
But because he was in charge of cutting the meat, he was too embarrassed to ask for anything, and could only watch helplessly as the greasy lard was divided up by others...
Originally, Lin Wanjun didn't want to participate in the distribution of New Year's goods. It was too cold outside and she just wanted to have a good rest.
But he couldn't resist Qin Sijun's persistence.
So Lin Wanjun wrapped herself in a thick military coat, a felt hat and a thick headscarf, and sat on a chair next to the butcher's counter, watching Wang Chuang feeling unhappy because he didn't get any lard.
She chuckled.
"Brother, what's wrong? Are you still unhappy about the meat being divided?"
She asked even though she knew the answer. Wang Chuang couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw the mockery in Lin Wanjun's eyes.
"Well, my mom loves rice with lard. I promised her I'd grab some lard before I left, but look at what happened..."
Not to mention lard, he didn’t even get any pork belly. He was only given a pig’s trotter full of bones. What could he do with it?
"Brother, this is our family's pork, how can we miss your share?"
Lin Wanjun winked and whispered, "I know Mom likes lard mixed with rice, so I've already saved a large piece of lard for her. It's enough for you to make two large pots!"
Hearing this, Wang Chuang was overjoyed.
"Ouch! Oh my sister, you saved my brother's life!"
He stretched out his hand stained with pig's blood and was about to hug Lin Wanjun, but was stopped by Song Zhanjin.
"Dirty! Your hands are really dirty!"
Wang Chuang came back to his senses and couldn't help laughing at his hands.
At first, Lin Wanjun didn’t quite understand why Qin Sijun insisted on letting her be the mascot at the New Year’s goods distribution event.
When every person who came to get the meat looked at her with gratitude and complimented her and thanked her, she finally understood Qin Sijun's painstaking efforts.
After Wei Yifu was injured, Qin Sijun became the temporary principal of the cadre school.
He is a man who has been in the officialdom for many years and has many ways to win over people's hearts and establish his authority.
For example, today, he could use this batch of New Year's goods to win people's hearts. Lin Wanjun wouldn't say anything anyway, and would not compete with him for the credit.
But Qin Sijun didn't.
He let Lin Wanjun take the credit, let her accept people's gratitude, and let her establish a sufficiently high image in the minds of everyone in the cadre school.
From then on, no one dared to express dissatisfaction with Lin Wanjun.
Realizing this, Lin Wanjun was very excited and gave back to the folks more generous New Year's goods - half a chicken for each person.
Regardless of age, food is distributed per person. For example, Wang Chuang's family of three can get a half-grown fat chicken!
She put the slaughtered chickens in the cellar of her home in advance, and then asked Wang Chuang to get them and distribute them to everyone.
That evening, the sky above the cadre school was filled with the rich aroma of meat, which even attracted wild animals that were not hibernating nearby to come and feed.
Lin Wanjun has never been a person who insists on absolute fairness. She is very selfish.
At night, taking advantage of the darkness and strong winds that prevented any sight from being seen, he asked Song Zhanjin to carry two heavy baskets of things to the dung collection team dormitory.
When he opened the door, Wang Chuang and others had already received the news and were waiting there.
Wang Chuang even held a snakeskin bag with the mouth open, waiting for something.
Seeing this, Lin Wanjun was overjoyed and immediately took out five pounds of lard from the box and threw it into Wang Chuang's snakeskin bag.
Wang Chuang screamed "Ouch, ouch", threw away the bag and was about to hug Lin Wanjun. As expected, he was stopped by Song Zhanjin again.
"Hey, my hands are clean, just look!"
He showed his hands, which he had specially washed with soap, to Song Zhanjin for inspection.
"Smell it! It still smells like soap!"
Song Zhanjin ignored him completely, roughly pulled his hand away, and held Lin Wanjun tightly behind him.
Qin Sijun couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Wang Chuang, you really have no sense! Is that something that's dirty? It's Zhan Jin who's unhappy about it!"
Wang Chuang was stunned for a few seconds, then he reacted and couldn't help but slap his thighs.
"Yes, yes, I don't have good eyesight, Zhan Jin, I'm sorry!"
On the side, Shi Kai remained silent.
Shi Kai has almost recovered. Apart from occasional memory loss, it does not affect his daily life.
So he returned to the cadre school clinic to continue his work as a nurse.
Song Zhanjin pretended not to see Shi Kai's lost and painful look. He raised his hand to hug Lin Wanjun's shoulders to show his specialness.
Lin Wanjun didn't give him face and pushed his hand away.
"Everyone come over, tomorrow is New Year's Eve, let's share the food so we can celebrate the New Year."
When the cloth on the frame was removed, it was found that in addition to rice, flour, oil and raw pork, there were also bacon, braised meat and other delicious things that people could not eat on a normal day.
Milk powder, malted milk, and even royal jelly, these valuable and popular goods were stuffed into everyone's pocket by Lin Wanjun.
Everyone returned with a full load.
Wang Chuang looked at the bag of New Year's goods and was so moved that his eyes became red.
"When Xiaolin first came to our dung-pulling class, I was worried. Would such a delicate girl be a burden to us?"
"Now it seems that she is our lucky star!"
Lin Wanjun couldn't help laughing.
She said, "Tomorrow is New Year's Eve. I plan to set up a few tables at home. You all can bring your families over and we can stay up together to welcome the New Year!"
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