The reborn little painting treasure had a great time in the 1960s

The next morning, the sun shone on the snow, and Gu Weiqi came to the gate of the commune with a nervous mood. He took a deep breath and stepped into the gate of the commune with firm steps.

As soon as he entered the commune, Gu Weiqi noticed several team leaders from the same commune.

They exchanged glances and instantly understood that everyone came to solve the food problem of the educated youth.

Everyone's face revealed anxiety and worry, as if this problem had been bothering them for a long time.

After nodding to each other, the team leaders did not say much, but quietly walked aside and waited for the secretary to arrive.

The whole commune was filled with a tense and serious atmosphere, which made people feel extremely depressed.

Time passed by, and finally, the secretary appeared in front of everyone. Everyone gathered around him and expressed their concerns about the food shortage problem of the educated youth and their suggestions for solutions.

The secretary listened carefully to everyone's opinions, nodded from time to time, and finally, he raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

"Comrades, I understand your concerns," the secretary said in a strong voice. "I have already contacted other communes. We will allocate some food as soon as possible. When you come to pick up the educated youth next time, you can also bring their rations back. But this is only a temporary solution. We still need to consider the long term."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, with a glimmer of hope in their eyes.

"In the spring of next year, we will mobilize all members to work together to increase grain production. Each brigade must formulate a detailed plan to make full use of every inch of land. At the same time, we must save grain and eliminate waste." The secretary looked around with a determined look.

The team leaders all expressed their agreement and determination to lead the members through the difficulties.

After receiving accurate information, several team leaders left the commune.

Secretary Liao stood there, staring at their figures gradually moving away, a heavy sigh welling up in his heart.

This terrible famine in the past few years has brought unprecedented challenges to the entire northern region. Food shortage has become an indelible shadow in people's hearts. According to investigations, many families can only eat 40% full.

But villagers have to go up the mountain to pick wild vegetables. Those in the city are even more miserable. They can't buy food even if they have money. In comparison, the situation in the countryside is slightly better.

The refugees who had fled the famine had been properly resettled, but the problems in the city were becoming more serious. Every job was a scarce resource, like a narrow road on a single-plank bridge. Many young people with knowledge could not find suitable jobs. Faced with such a dilemma, their only choice was to go to the countryside to become educated youth. However, what would their future be like? No one could predict it.

Secretary Liao is well aware of the difficulties and helplessness involved.

He recalled the years when he was young and fought with his father. Although the conditions were difficult at that time, everyone was full of hope and enthusiasm.

Today, these young intellectuals should have a bright future, but because of the pressure of reality, they have to put down their books and go into the fields.

He couldn't help but worry about their future, wondering whether they could adapt to the rural living environment and whether they would lose their pursuit and passion for knowledge.

In this turbulent era, everyone is trying to find a way to survive.

When Gu Weiqi returned to the village, he went straight into his eldest brother-in-law's house and squatted down. "Secretary Liao said that some food would be transferred from other communes to the educated youth. Now that food is in short supply, I'm afraid there won't be much."

Gu Zhonghua glanced at him and said while cooking, "Let's talk about it if we can hold on until the beginning of next spring. There will be wild vegetables and things like that. We won't starve to death. Once this problem is solved, it will be easy to deal with. I see the weather this year should be colder than in previous years. You should go and have a look. Remember to ask them to reinforce some old houses. The cowshed should also be reinforced to prevent the roof from collapsing when it snows."

"Okay, I'll arrange it now." After saying that, he picked up his pipe and walked out.

"Wait a minute, don't leave yet!" After saying that, he quickly picked up a small basket beside him, filled it with more than a dozen large steamed buns, and handed it to the other party, and instructed: "Take it home and share it with the whole family."

Gu Weiqi opened his eyes wide, like copper bells, staring at the steamed buns that were bigger than his fists. His eyes couldn't help but moisten slightly, with a hint of red. You know, in this era, who can still have so much fine grain? If it weren't for the consistent support from his elder brother-in-law, the whole family would probably have been unable to hold on during the drought in recent years, not to mention feeding those young children who were as yellow and skinny as big radishes. You know, in recent years, dozens of kilograms of grain or sweet potatoes are enough to marry a daughter-in-law, which shows how precious food is!

He took a deep breath, tried to suppress his inner emotion, and said to his brother-in-law: "Brother, you should keep these steamed buns for yourself. The fine grains I moved to your place last time are enough for the children to eat for a while."

However, Gu Zhonghua waved his hand nonchalantly and said firmly: "Take it away quickly! You adults also need to eat some fine grains. You can mix fine grains with coarse grains at ordinary times, but remember to save more coarse grains in case of any emergency."

Gu Weiqi walked back home slowly with a few steamed buns in his hand. As soon as he entered the house, his family members noticed the steamed buns in his basket.

Seeing this, the second son, Gu Jianmin, shouted in surprise: "Dad, didn't you go to the commune to do some work? How come you brought back so many steamed buns!"

Then, as if he suddenly thought of something, he grinned and said softly, "Dad, you didn't hide your own money secretly, did you? Tell your own son how you hid it, so that I can learn from you!"

After hearing this, Gu Weiqi was so angry that he raised his pipe and hit Gu Jianmin, and shouted angrily: "You little bastard, if you dare to gossip again, I will beat you to death!"

However, Gu Jianmin, this traitorous fellow, completely ignored his father's warning and turned to the kitchen and shouted, "Mom, come and take a look! Our old man actually hid his private money without your knowledge and bought a lot of steamed buns!"

Gu Qianrou, who was busy in the kitchen, heard the sound and quickly wiped the water off her hands and came out. She saw the steamed buns in the basket at a glance, then looked at the basket, and finally cast her eyes on her old man, quietly waiting for him to give an explanation.

"I came back to discuss something with my eldest brother-in-law. He took it. Where would I hide any private money? Don't listen to the nonsense said by the second brother, old woman." Gu Weiqi said.

Looking at the dozen steamed buns, Gu Jianguo muttered quietly, "Is this old uncle going to have a hard time?"