Several village cadres began to discuss how to distribute this year's harvest.
Yu Weimin said, "This year, we've had plenty of rain, and God has blessed us with good harvests. We've had a bumper crop of cotton and corn. Everyone's put in a lot of effort, so let's discuss how to divide it up."
Guo Min said: "Without you, Uncle Wei Min, even if the weather is good, we won't be able to harvest these cotton and corn." They knew it in their hearts.
Zhao Qianjin said, "You decide how to divide it. We'll follow your lead on this matter."
He is now extremely grateful that Yu Weimin became the village chief, which is why he has the life he has today.
There were few voices of opposition in the village branch, and Yu Weimin was able to do his work smoothly.
In the end, we decided that since this is the first year and everyone is working very hard, we will divide the profits based on the number of people.
Next year, the land will be divided among every household, and everyone will work on their own and reap their own harvest. Then everything will be completely fair.
Yu You called Qin Zhidong and Yu Yuan, and went up the mountain to pick up some tender corn and broke off a bag. They went home and cooked it in a big pot.
I cooked two big pots, enough for everyone to enjoy.
The sweet and glutinous boiled corn tastes so good in your mouth.
Cao Xiu teased her daughter, "You can't do much work, but you're always thinking about food."
She knew that when picking cotton, Yu You was with the five or six-year-old children. When picking corn, there was no one there.
Wang Yuerong smiled and said, "It doesn't matter whether she works or not. On the contrary, we benefit from it. Look at everyone in the family, they are all getting fatter."
Qin Zhiheng also said: "Youyou is weak and very tired these days. Just rest at home. I will do more and take her with me."
Look, look, her daughter is everyone’s favorite.
Who doesn't want their daughter to be pampered by her husband's family? Cao Xiu said she disliked it, but she was actually quite happy in her heart.
Two large pots of boiled corn were eaten up by the two families.
Corn is easy to eat after drying, and when there is not enough corn to eat, people are naturally reluctant to cook fresh corn. But things will be different in the future.
This year, for example, the corn yield per mu was about 600 jin (approximately 100 kg) and the 200 mu (approximately 100 kg) of rocky terraced fields were divided among the villagers. Each adult received 350 jin (approximately 100 kg) and each child received 200 jin (approximately 100 kg).
The cotton yield was seventy to eighty catties per mu, and from two hundred mu of land, we harvested fifteen hundred catties. Adults received four catties per person, and children received two and a half catties.
The village doesn't care what happens to the cotton and corn after they are distributed to the families.
Grain stations bought at low prices, while supply and marketing cooperatives sold at high prices, and they required receipts. Whether or not to sell surplus grain at home was entirely up to the individual.
As the food was distributed, the villagers were all grinning from ear to ear. Every family had a feast of corn cakes and corn steamed bread that day.
The villagers discussed privately what to do to thank the village chief.
"If it weren't for Village Chief Yu coming up with the idea of building terraced fields and leading everyone in reclaiming wasteland, would we have such a harvest today?"
"Who says it's not true? Our village is the best in the surrounding area right now. Look at how many families are busy getting married and building houses. On the contrary, the girls don't want to marry out at all."
I feel happy when I talk about this. Half a year ago, I was so poor that I couldn’t even get married.
Now if other villages knew they had so much grain, they would rush over to take it.
"After all, they work so hard for us and are the benefactors of our entire village. We must find a way to thank Village Chief Yu and his family."
When people are wealthy, they naturally appear to be able to act well. Everyone wants to have some face.
"I'm embarrassed to talk about this. I gave him a cabbage last December, and he even helped me earn money for the kimchi."
"So what do you guys say?"
Someone suggested, "Let's each give out ten kilograms of food as a token of gratitude. Those who can afford it can give wheat, and those who can't can give corn. What do you think, everyone? Is that okay?"
"Okay, why not?"
Everyone's home is overflowing with food, with almost no room to store it. Giving away ten kilograms is really no big deal.
The next day, Yu Yuan opened the door of his house and was greeted by another astonishing scene.
Small cloth bags and small baskets were placed in front of the door filled with food.
Some were loaded with wheat, some with corn, and for over a hundred households, that meant over a thousand kilograms of food. They literally blocked the doors of their homes.
This time, Da Liuzi didn't need to say anything, he knew it was brought by the villagers.
"Dad, Mom! Come and see!"
Cao Xiu calculated that every household had plenty of surplus food, so he happily accepted it.
"Oh, these villagers are so polite."
"Old Yu, what you're doing this time is a good idea. After we harvest the soybeans and corn from the collective fields, we can sell the surplus and use the money to build a house."
She was afraid that the straw house would be crushed by heavy rain one day.
At this moment, Yu You was in extreme shock.
It was the season change in September, and An An and Ning Ning had a slight fever when they woke up early.
Yu You coaxed the two of them to sleep in the room, thinking that there seemed to be a box of children's paracetamol and chlorpheniramine granules in the space. He just had the idea of taking it out.
There is a box of medicine in my hand.
It’s not an illusion, the space has been upgraded!
Yu You gave each of the two children a packet of cold medicine. Looking at the remaining medicine, he silently chanted to himself, "Reclaim the space." The box of medicine in his hand vanished again.
There was no time to do more experiments, Qin Zhiheng pushed the door open and came in.
"Youyou, are the children feeling better? If not, take them to the clinic."
Yu You saw that the two children were sweating, which must be the effect of the medicine.
I touched my head, and it wasn't as warm as before, and my hands and feet weren't cold anymore. The temperature probably wasn't going to go up any more.
"I just broke out in a sweat, and I feel much better now. Let the children have a good sleep and rest."
Yu You finally breathed a sigh of relief after the two children woke up, had their meal, and regained their energy.
Taking care of children is more stressful than working.
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