"Aiguo, the grain in the granary is almost gone. What should we do next? This big pot meal has only been open for half a month." Zhao Moli was extremely anxious.
In order to keep He Aiguo's position as canteen manager, Zhao Moli made generous portions for every meal, so that both adults and children could get one or two spoonfuls.
The villagers have visibly gained weight, but the barn has also become visibly emptier.
At the beginning, He Aiguo was very anxious and angry. After hearing the villagers' flattery, he couldn't tell the directions.
Not only did he not save any food, he also asked Zhao Moli to increase the portion so that the villagers could eat their fill.
Some people even went to show off in front of the village chief. Aunt Wang was so angry that she almost got into a fight with them.
"They said that to you, and you didn't say anything and went back, but you also didn't say a word to me." Aunt Wang said aggrievedly.
The village chief consoled them softly, "Forget it. There's no need to argue with these people. In the past, they were always polite to those with more food at home. Now we eat from the same pot, rich or poor, everyone eats from the same pot. Naturally, they will have different thoughts. Just let it go in one ear and out the other."
"You've worked so hard to manage this village for most of your life. Even if you haven't made any contributions, you've certainly worked hard. He Aiguo is nothing. He just opens his mouth and gives food to everyone, and everyone flatters him.
This grain will last until December, and there will be income during the autumn harvest. How can we bear to eat it this way?"
Aunt Wang felt that her old man was always thinking about the villagers, but some people just didn't know what was good for them.
"Alright, alright. Anyway, I wasn't the one who made the final decision on this matter, so I can't be blamed. The worst-case scenario is that I'll just quit my job as village chief. Go to sleep. I have to go to the train station to pick up the educated youth tomorrow morning."
"Are there any more educated youth coming? Another bunch of people who can't do any work and just eat for free."
"Don't say that. If someone hears you, you'll be in big trouble. Come on, come on. This is the decision of the higher-ups. No matter how much you dislike it, you have to accept it."
Early the next morning, the village chief drove a donkey cart to the town to pick up the educated youth.
Fortunately, there were not many people coming this time, only four, two girls and two boys.
On the way, several educated youth wanted to ask the village chief about the situation of the previous batch of educated youth.
The village chief ignored it.
"It's a very hot day. I'm going to speed up. Everyone hold on tight." After saying that, the village chief flicked the whip and drove the donkey as fast as he could.
The arrival of the educated youth did not attract much attention.
Everyone still eats and drinks as usual and goes to work on time.
But the truth will eventually come out, and soon everyone was faced with the problem of food shortage.
Looking at the clear wild vegetable soup in front of them, everyone showed dissatisfaction on their faces.
"Patriot, we admit that you are doing a good job as captain, but you cannot betray our trust in you."
He Aiguo was also panicking. He trembled for a long time before telling the truth, "Fellow villagers, our barn is out of food."
"No food? You're trying to act like a village chief, aren't you? We appointed you canteen manager because we think highly of you. Don't be so shameless."
He Aiguo blushed with embarrassment.
"It's really gone. Everyone has seen the food shortage over the past month. Although there is plenty of food in the barn, there are too many of us."
No matter how He Aiguo explained, everyone agreed that it was He Aiguo's problem.
When Tian Xiaocui and Luo Quanxiang saw their eldest uncle being attacked by everyone, they had already hidden far away, fearing that they would be implicated.
Zhao Moli stood in front of her husband and said, "You said we should have enough food to eat, but now there's no food, and you blame my family for being patriotic."
"So you just listen to everything I say? You don't know how to plan carefully. How can you live your life the way you do?"
A group of people refused to give in. Seeing that He Aiguo was hesitating for a long time and couldn't utter a word, they all ran to block the village chief.
"Don't come looking for an old man like me. I'm not in charge of the canteen. I didn't eat all the food, and I don't have any grain if you ask me for it. If I'm accused of stealing public property, I won't be able to clear myself even if I jump into the Yellow River."
After saying this, the village chief closed the door of his house.
After eating wild vegetable soup and wild vegetable steamed buns for several days, everyone had to accept the fact that their food was really gone.
As the sun sets, the villagers sit in the cafeteria, savoring the food in their bowls.
Food is the farmers' lifeblood. After what happened, no one dares to complain about the bad food anymore.
Everyone is working hard.
Even if the wild vegetables they picked up were too hard to bite, everyone still ate them with relish.
Su Qing sat at the table, looking at the wild vegetable soup in the bowl that was so green it looked black, and swallowed.
Do you really want to eat it?
This wild vegetable was old and hard. It was cooked without oil or salt and had a foul fishy smell. Just the smell made her lose her appetite.
Aunt Xiulan, who was standing by, thought that Su Qing was reluctant to eat the food, so she picked up a few wild vegetables from her bowl and took them over.
"Eat, don't be reluctant. You are the only teacher in the village now. You have to take good care of yourself so that you can teach those brats well."
Daya saw Su Qing's embarrassment and took Su Qing's bowl. "Grandma Xiulan, my mother is feeling a little unwell. We'll take this meal back and eat it later."
He Fang and He Li at the next table returned to their original diet. Half a bowl of wild vegetable soup was not enough to appease their bloated stomachs. They stared at Su Qing's untouched wild vegetable soup.
He Fang was fine, as she was only six or seven years old and could already hold it in, but He Li, who was over one year old, couldn't.
"Mom, I'm hungry." He Li looked at Luo Quanxiang cautiously.
Luo Quanxiang turned her face away on the spot and said, "I'm still hungry, you silly girl. You do nothing all day long, how can you be hungry? Get away from me." After saying that, she did not forget to check if there was any food left in He Li's bowl.
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