Dressed Like a Pretty Daughter-in-law From the 1970s

Chapter 112: Go and pay the public rations

"An Zhiqing, do you want to take a root to quench your thirst?" She handed the root forward and asked with a crooked eyebrow.

An Zhiqiu smiled and took it over politely, holding the handle of the car with one hand and eating the cucumber with the other hand, "Ah, it was soothed by well water? It's cool and refreshing!"

Fang Hongye took a sip and said, "Yes, I drank it from the well water. It's cool but not ice-cold. There are wealthy people in the city who use refrigerators, but my mother said that people are greedy for coolness in summer, so the temperature of the well water is enough , it will hurt your body again."

After a few words, Fei Zheng trotted over with a package in his arms. When he saw a few people chatting and laughing, he paused in his steps and came up to him with a chuckle: "It's the time to hand over public rations. It's very lively along the road. As long as you don't Everyone who is busy will join in the fun, but I didn’t expect you two brothers to join in?”

An Zhixia patted a cart of watermelons: "Aren't these watermelons that have fallen from the wheat field? There are not too many. We just went to the grain station to check the situation."

“We, the educated youth office, were given two small watermelons. They are rich in water and very sweet, so we will definitely not have to worry about selling them,” Fei Zheng said with a smile.

"Fei Zhiqing, do you want to go to the post office? Put all the things in the car together. How tiring it is to hold them," An Zhiqiu looked back and said with a smile with white teeth. He is a man, and he has been firing green bricks all day long. The sun is hot in June and July, and his face is several degrees darker, making him look white and masculine. It can be seen clearly at night.

Fei Zheng tugged at the corners of his lips, hummed slightly, and put the package in the middle of the basket.

An Zhixia glanced at her brother. Fei Zhiqing was a thin-skinned man and his family conditions were not good. He squeezed food out of his teeth and mailed it back, so that a group of younger brothers and sisters would be less hungry. Now the new rice and wheat have just arrived, and they are just waiting to pay the public grain share. So she can't send back some of the food she saved in case of emergency?

 Her brother said it so carelessly, oh, it really broke her heart.

“Sister Zheng cooks delicious food and works neatly and meticulously. Why don’t you help in the canteen of the brick factory?”

Fei Zheng's eyes lit up and he asked in a low voice: "Can I? Many people are watching the work in the cafeteria. If you let me go, I won't be in trouble, right?"

"How could it be? As long as you do a good job, no one dares to say anything. However, you have to take care of the warehouse manager's work at the same time. You can't do it full time, so you have to ask Sister Zheng to do part-time work."

"That's right," Fei Zheng nodded slightly excitedly, "Don't worry, Zhixia, I won't embarrass you!" She was thinking in her mind that the brick factory was a part-time job, but even a big guy would have to sharpen his head to get in there. , the salary must be good, arrange your own time, and try to help with three meals a day, you can get at least ten yuan a month, right? At the end of one year, the wages of workers have been reduced by one quarter.

What's more, if she goes to help cook, she will definitely not have to prepare three meals a day. She will be full and save food rations, plus her six centimeters of work in the warehouse. Not only can she mail more things to her family, but she can also save some money and food!

It seemed as if the burden that was weighing on him was suddenly lifted. Fei Zheng looked at the An family brothers and sisters with gratitude in his eyes.

Public rations are delivered in brigade units, and each brigade is eager for half of the team members to come and join in the fun. Even though Hetang Village and the other three villages have an asphalt road leading to the chicken farm, the walking distance is much faster than others, but just now After walking a few steps into the county town, the road was still blocked.

Everyone anticipated the popularity of food delivery, so they put down the food in their hands and gathered together in twos and threes to talk. Some children were noisy and hungry. The adults took out the woofou and multi-grain pancakes prepared last night to comfort the children. them.

Fang Hongye was temporarily called back to eat by the loud voice of the village chief's wife. Fei Zheng also took out the noodles he made for a rare luxury and invited the An family brothers and sisters to eat.

"Fei Zhiqing, you can just eat what you have. I made dry food early in the morning," An Zhiqiu simply refused and took out the food from the bag hanging on the handlebar.

It’s just dawn now, and the mountainside is smeared with beautiful blue and white. The crisp chirping of birds comes along with the cool wind. It’s really refreshing, and my stomach is beginning to wake up and protest.

Because An Zhixia repeatedly emphasized last night that her brother should keep a low profile, the food prepared by An Zhiqiu was quite satisfactory. The newly steamed Erhe noodle steamed buns were cut into two pieces, with a layer of cucumber slices, a layer of fried eggs, a layer of minced pork belly, and There is a layer of tomato slices, brushed with half a mouthful of hot sauce and pasta sauce, and one bite will definitely make you hungrier!

An Zhiqiu hangs out with Fang Yuan all day now, so naturally he also cooks for the four members of the Fang family. He took out a steamed bun and stuffed it into the girl, then he took a bulging bag and two pots of rock sugar mung bean soup and looked around. When he saw the building, he squeezed past.

Fang Yuan was pulling a car, and the two little sisters had just sat up rubbing their eyes. When they saw An Zhiqiu, they both smiled softly and sweetly called Uncle Zhiqiu. Fang Lixi followed her father all the way carrying his small schoolbag.

An Zhiqiu rubbed Fang Lixi's short hair vigorously, and took out the steamed buns from the bag with his other hand, "Are you hungry? Eat quickly, it's still warm."

The two families usually move close to each other. Today you give me something, and tomorrow I will give you something rare, so there is nothing polite about it. The children said thank you obediently, biting into the food like little wolf cubs, their bright little eyes nodding in praise.

An Zhiqiu grinned, "As long as you like it, eat more and grow taller!"

Fang Yuan also ate a lot of steamed buns, killing one in a few or two, and after eating five of them, he picked up the mung bean soup that the children had drank and gulped it down.

The two men had a conversation, and An Zhiqiu took a handful of roasted eggs back and stuffed them into the girl's hand as a snack. After Fang Hongye finished eating, she brought a few more melons and squeezed them over.

The sky is gradually getting brighter, and as soon as the sun comes out, the heat begins to spread over me.

As soon as the door of the grain station opened, the crowd began to commotion. Some couldn't help but run to the front to watch other brigades handing over public grain. From time to time, they ran back to make announcements to everyone.

In which village the grain was not collected properly and was mixed with mud, stones, and sand, and which grain was too wet, so the staff rejected it and sent it back. Although some people's food is quite satisfactory, it is weighed but not heavy enough. But everyone has long been accustomed to it, so they smile and eat some food.

 The team moved very slowly, and only three large groups were handed over when the sun was high. The guys were hiding under the shade of the trees and fanning themselves vigorously. An Zhixia had already had two nights of sleep, and her little face was flushed with heat.

An Zhiqiu repeatedly handed her mung bean soup distressedly, "When the public rations are paid next year, you stay at home and join in the fun once."

An Zhixia just smiled. In fact, it was the same everywhere. It was cooler when he first entered the house, but after staying for a long time, he would feel restless. It would be better to sweat profusely under the shade of a tree.

Fei Zheng came over after mailing the things and sat under the tree to talk with her.

 (End of this chapter)