It was already half past six, and Ye Zhiqiu started to make his bed. While he was out, Ye Tianya went to the grocery store to buy mosquito coils and started lighting them everywhere.
In July and August, there are a lot of mosquitoes in Beijing, so you have to use mosquito coils. Although mosquito coils are very effective at this time, they are very expensive, costing 40 cents per box.
Because they had just moved in, they needed to do a major mosquito control operation. Ye Tianya lit a plate of mosquito coils in various places in the yard. After two nights of this, the number of mosquitoes would drop, and there would be no need to light them in the yard anymore.
After Ye Zhiqiu hung up the mosquito net, he spread out the reed mat and took out the pillow and put it on top.
Next, he placed his daily necessities on a table and hung his clothes on the bamboo poles they had prepared.
After packing up his things, he turned off the lights and went out to see if there was anything he needed help with.
At this time, Wang Xiaolan and Ye Bailu were taking a shower in the toilet. The water toilet here is also a shower room, which is quite convenient.
The faucet is only connected to the kitchen. Because the temperature is low in winter, in order to prevent the water pipes from freezing, they are buried in the ground.
Ye Zhiqiu asked Ye Tianya, who was lighting a mosquito coil, "Dad, is there anything else I can help you with?"
Ye Tianya thought for a moment and said to Ye Zhiqiu, "Son, what are we going to feed our rabbits? We have so many rabbits, we can't just go out and buy vegetables to feed them, right?"
Feeding the rabbits was a problem, but not unsolvable. Ye Zhiqiu immediately replied, "I'll go ask around and see if I can go to the farmland and cut some grass to feed the rabbits. After all, if I go and cut grass without asking the villagers in Sanlitun, there might be a conflict."
This wasn't an exaggeration, as everything belonged to the village collective. Although Ye Zhiqiu and his friends lived here, they didn't belong to Sanlitun Village, but to the Tuanjiehu Subdistrict Office.
Of course, Sanlitun Village also belongs to the Tuanjiehu Sub-district Office, but just because they belong to the same office doesn't mean they are our own people. These factory workers are considered outsiders!
Ye Tianya warned: "Then you should be careful and speak politely. Even if they don't agree, don't quarrel with them. The people in these villages are not like the group during the day. They are all outsiders, so no one dares to act recklessly."
Ye Zhiqiu must know this truth! He is not a fool, so he will definitely not speak nonsense.
After agreeing, Ye Zhiqiu walked towards the street. The big canteen in Sanlitun Village was at the end of Sanlitun Street.
It's called a main street, but in reality it's just a dozen or so public shops. The houses here used to belong to the local landlords, but later on, the landlords disappeared and the land became ownerless.
The government confiscated these ownerless houses and distributed the large courtyards to factories in Chaoyang as employee dormitories to alleviate the housing shortage.
Because the brewery had a small staff, it was divided into two large courtyards with four entrances, and a few smaller courtyards like the Ye family's. The textile machinery factory was divided into more, at least six or seven large courtyards.
Therefore, most of the workers living here are from textile machinery factories, knitting factories, and electronics factories. Most of the breweries are located in Balizhuang, so fewer people are arranged to live here.
However, Sanlitun is also going to set up a street office because there are too many people here and the Tuanjiehu Street Office cannot manage so many people.
When Ye Zhiqiu arrived at the cafeteria, most of the villagers had finished their meal and left, leaving only a dozen or so people sitting around chatting.
Ye Zhiqiu smiled, went over to say hello, distributed cigarettes to the chatting people, and then asked, "Uncles, I'm Ye Zhiqiu, a worker at the brewery. You can just call me Xiao Ye.
My family just moved into the small courtyard at No. 16. We're from the countryside too. But the land there isn't as good as yours."
"Hey, that's right. Although we are from the village, we are also registered as city dwellers. You outsiders can't compare!"
"That's right, young man. Even though we all farm in our village, we all eat rationed food. Every year, we hand over the food to the government after the ration is deducted! Now we have a big canteen, but it's just cooking the food from each household together!"
Ye Zhiqiu didn't know about this. He didn't expect that they also had a fixed amount of food. But that's right, this is a proper city, and it's normal to have a fixed amount of food.
He smiled and complimented, "Oh, uncle, you guys are so lucky! We're all farmers, you're countless times better than us!"
"That's right! We're not bragging, which farmer can be like us? We raise pigs and fish in our village, and sell them to the government. We get dividends every year, just like workers earning wages."
This should be for the convenience of management, allowing the villagers in these cities to serve as alternative workers.
There is the Liangma River in Sanlitun, so the drought has no impact on them and the growth of crops will not be affected at all. The villagers here are indeed very lucky.
Ye Zhiqiu smiled and said, "That's not the case. I told you uncles that you are workers, but your job is to farm! By the way, uncles, I am a buyer. I have more than 20 rabbits at home, and I help the factory purchase wild rabbits.
I wonder if I can go to the river or the fields to cut grass and feed these rabbits? I'm new here, and I wouldn't dare do it without asking you. After all, these belong to your village."
After hearing Ye Zhiqiu's words, perhaps because they felt comfortable hearing him say that everyone was a worker, they had no intention of objecting.
One of them called out to someone in the distance, "Village head, there's a worker comrade over here who just came from the countryside. His family raises rabbits for the brewery, and he's wondering if he can go to the river or the fields to cut grass and feed the rabbits!"
Seeing this, Ye Zhiqiu hurried over and distributed cigarettes to the four people. People not far away also ran over when they saw this, and Ye Zhiqiu also politely distributed cigarettes to them.
The village chief was a gray-haired man in his fifties. He puffed on a cigarette and asked, "Comrade, are you sure the rabbits in your house are from the brewery? If they're yours, that's not allowed! We agreed to let you mow the grass and raise rabbits so that we can help you cut off the capitalist tail!"
Ye Zhiqiu quickly took out his certificate and the receipt for the rabbits he had given away before, and explained, "Village Chief, although I will only start work tomorrow, that's because I'm under 18 years old. I've actually been working for the brewery, purchasing rabbits for eight months.
This is my employment notice, and this is the receipt for purchasing rabbits for the factory as a temporary buyer. All the rabbits in my home were purchased for the factory.
Because some of the rabbits are still young, the factory has entrusted me to raise them. This is the certificate of entrustment. I have all the necessary procedures for everything, and this is not cutting off the tail of capitalism."
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