The tough life of a beautiful educated young girl from the 1970s who married a rough man

"Shen Zhiqing, you should rest for two days first, and go back to work the day after tomorrow. The work points for these two days will be counted to you."

"Okay, thank you."

After Captain Chen ordered, Shen Zhiwei stepped off the stage carrying eggs and brown sugar.

The members of the commune did not dare to have an opinion. After all, there have been people who bullied the educated youths in the past in all clans, and they were all afraid of being turned over and liquidated.

Shen Zhiwei returned to the original team, and everyone changed their address to her, calling her enthusiastically, "Mr. Shen."

"Wei Wei, you will be the teacher in the village from now on, and you will bring glory to our educated youth team!"

Guan Zhiqing and You Rongyan congratulated her.

"Thank you for your support."

Shen Zhiwei was very touched. She got a good job, and her former teammates did not envy her but supported and encouraged her. This kind of pure friendship is rare.

"After work at night, you come to the educated youth courtyard, and we will celebrate."

"Okay, I'll let them know."

Guan Zhiqing gladly accepted Shen Zhiwei's invitation.

After the meeting, Xiao Gang and the cadres of the brigade led the members to work in the fields.

It is now June, and in one and a half months we will be harvesting the early rice, and then we will be busy transplanting the late rice.

The scorching sun is hot, but it is the busiest season.

Shen Zhiwei returned to the Educated Youth Academy, planning to take advantage of these two days to rest and take good care of his body. After all, the teaching work will not start until after the autumn harvest.

What's more, the classrooms haven't been covered yet.

Although she doesn't have to worry about food and drink, if she doesn't participate in labor or work, she will definitely be suspected if she has endless food.

Shen Zhiwei found the food stamps and non-staple food stamps hidden by the original owner from the quilt, and counted how many were left.

The reason why the original owner can persist in not relying on others until now is because his parents gave him a lot of money when he went to the countryside, and now he has more than 200 yuan left.

In the first year after their educated youths went to the countryside, they received a monthly living allowance of 8 yuan and 37 catties of grain. The 37 catties were rice, and the brown rice after grinding was less than 30 catties, but it was enough to eat.

But there will be no such benefits in the second year.

If you want to eat and earn money, you earn work points by yourself.

After the early rice is harvested, the brigade will pre-allocate 60% of the per capita rations to ensure that everyone has continuous food. However, this pre-allocated food is calculated according to the price of the food, and it must be deducted from the work points of each family.

The annual ration is distributed per capita in Tianling Village. The basic ration is 430 catties for those who participate in labor, and 370 catties for the five-guarantee households who are unable to work, the disabled and children.

Members have less labor force in their families, and there are many old people and children. Generally, they don’t have enough to eat.

The educated youths are growing up, and they have a lot of labor and consumption. However, as long as they work hard, it is not a problem to support themselves. It's just that the few teammates think that there is no hope of returning to the city, and they are of marriageable age. Villagers who are easy to be coveted Sweet talk, then hastily married.

They thought they would have a warm family in the local area after they got married, but they didn't expect that most people's married life is a mess, and every day is full of quarrels.

Shen Zhiwei sighed, and took some money and bills to the sales agency of the village supply and marketing agency, planning to buy something and come back to entertain guests when meeting with his teammates at night.

There are still four years before the college entrance examination, and she may stay here for another four years, and she cannot live alone in this age.

Although the materials in her space are sufficient, she still hopes to keep warm with the educated youth team members. If someone bullies or has a headache in the future, someone will care.

After the original owner fell ill, he died because no one took care of him.

The consignment point of the supply and marketing cooperative in Tianling Village is also an adobe house.

On the door is the words "Tianling Village Supply and Marketing Point".

Shen Zhiwei stepped in and saw many slogans with characteristics of the times pasted on the surrounding walls.

【Develop the economy and ensure supply】

【Serve the people】

【Do not beat and scold customers】

【…】

Inside the four old-fashioned glass counters are a lot of supplies neatly placed, towels, shoes, cream, soap, comic books, dolls, slingshots, spinning tops...

There are many snacks on the counter, such as peanut candy, Shaqima, hard candy wrapped in colored paper...

There are also many high-end food and daily necessities on the shelves behind the counter, such as malted milk, white wine, oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar.

Enamel cups, thermos bottles, military kettles, canvas bags, floral cloth...

There are also many farm tools for sale, such as coir raincoats, bamboo hats, hoes, sickles, rakes...

There were four proud salesmen standing at the counter.

The people who work at this supply and marketing point can be regarded as several related households in the village.

Each of the four surnames has arranged for a person to work here, there are two little girls and two young men.

Today only a few women with children come here to buy things.

Each woman carries a small child on her back with a cloth belt, and holds two or three older children in her hands.

However, most of them only bought one or two items, mainly to take their children to see and pass the time.

Just like people going to the mall in the 21st century.

These housewives take their children into the consignment point of the supply and marketing cooperative to look at the products as an entertainment item.

However, the children lingered on seeing the dazzling array of products, not only greedy, but also itchy.

"Mom, I want candy, buy me one."

"Mom, buy me a bobblehead."

"Mom, I want a little book."

"Mom, buy me a slingshot."

"..."

The mother said helplessly, "I don't have any money. All the money in the family is used to buy cloth for you to make clothes. You can only buy it after the accountant sends the money during the Chinese New Year. Let's go and go home."

Women who have many children have to babysit and take care of their children, so they can't work, and they don't earn money by themselves, so they have to budget carefully for every penny they spend.

Seeing that they just didn't want to buy, the salesperson hurried away impatiently, "Go out if you don't want to buy, don't let the children make noise here and affect our work."

"Hey, okay."

Embarrassed young mothers reluctantly pulled their children out of the gate of the supply and marketing point.

The salesperson is dressed more decently than the average commune member, and there are almost no patches on the clothes, because this job is a regular job, and you can get full work points without doing farm work.

When they saw Shen Zhiwei, their proud and impatient expressions immediately turned a little obsequious, because Shen Zhiwei was also a commune member with a decent job soon - a teacher.

What's more, in the morning, Officer Xiao read a document about treating educated youths kindly, and they were in awe.

"Mr. Shen, you are here, what do you want to buy?"

Shen Zhiwei glanced at the snacks in several large glass jars on the counter.

"Give me two catties of rice sugar, two catties of melon seeds, two cans of malted milk, and ten more eggs."

Shen Zhiwei took out the non-staple food receipt.

Salesperson Zhao Shuimei's eyes lit up, she didn't expect Shen Zhiqing to be so rich.

She picked up the abacus and did some quick calculations.

Three yuan of malted milk is five yuan for one can, and two cans are seven yuan.

Eggs cost one fifth, and ten equals five cents.

Rice sugar is five cents a catty, and two catties is one yuan.

One catty of melon seeds and three triangles, two catties of six corners.

"Mr. Shen, the total is nine yuan and one dime." Zhao Shuimei quoted the total price.

"Okay." Shen Zhiwei took out the money wrapped in the handkerchief from his coat pocket, scraped together eight yuan and fifty cents and handed it to her.

"It's just right, there's no need to look for it."

After Zhao Shuimei ordered, she quickly got the goods for Shen Zhiwei.

Melon seeds and rice sugar are wrapped in generous paper.

Eggs and malted milk are packed in net bags.

"Mr. Shen, are you buying these as gifts?"

"No, our educated youth team members have a party at night."

After Shen Zhiqing answered briefly, he carried his things and went out. Not long after he left, he met Xiao Gang passing by on the road on an old-fashioned Phoenix brand bicycle.

This bike is quite new.

Bicycles are rare in this day and age.

Even if you have money and tickets, you may not be able to buy it.

Before Shen Zhiwei wanted to say hello, Xiao Gang braked the car and stopped.

"Shen Zhiqing, you are shopping."

"Yes." Shen Zhi smiled and walked up to say hello, "Comrade Xiao, thank you for helping me uphold justice."

Shen Zhiwei handed him a can of malted milk and answered.

Although there was no one on the side of the road, Xiao Gang immediately refused to accept it.

"Shen Zhiqing, that's my job responsibility, you don't have to be polite, our cadres don't take a single stitch when we do things for the masses, you can keep yourself healthy."

He looked at the thin Shen Zhiwei, and there was a pity in his eyes unconsciously.

"Oh, okay." After Shen Zhiwei understood, she didn't insist on giving him anything.

Xiao Gang couldn't help reminding her again.

"Shen Zhiqing, if you encounter difficulties in the future, report to the brigade headquarters in time, and never use knives to hurt people again." Xiao Gang paused, and pointed her meaningfully, "Self-damaging eight hundred is a solution. not too good."

Shen Zhiwei nodded, hummed, and justified himself, "It happened suddenly yesterday, I was a little impulsive."

She thought in her heart that if someone dared to bully her next time, it would be okay to use the back of the knife without seeing blood.

However, the way to survive is not to raise an argument in front of the leader.

"Okay, I still have something to do, let's go first."

Xiao Gang smiled slightly, and continued walking on his bicycle with confidence.

Shen Zhiwei looked at his tall and straight back going away, and was fascinated.

Although he looks like brother Xiao Chen, he is not.

Hey, it's really hard for a person to travel to this remote and remote place and stay for several years.

Fortunately, she still has friends from the educated youth team here.