Rebirth to the Eighties to Get Rich

Where would Ji Jianyun let him do it, this small body would definitely not be able to stand it.

But in the end, he couldn't bear it, so he said: My family made a steamed bun with braised pork at noon, and I have to prepare it from the mountain and send it there. If you need help, you can help deliver the food. I don't have any wages, but I will give you five big whites. Steamed buns and a bowl of braised pork are the reward.

Okay! Monsoon nodded.

Sultan Hong saw him when he came out and smiled: It's the monsoon.

Aunt! Monsoon called out when he saw her.

Wait, I made some chicken cakes, you guys will try it. Sultan Hong said.

No, auntie, just keep it for Renren and the others to eat. Ji Feng heard the words and said quickly.

But Sultan Hong had already gone in. When Monsoon saw this, he was about to leave. Ji Jianyun said, If your aunt told you to take it back and eat it, take it back and eat it. Don't be lazy at work tomorrow.

Monsoon hurriedly said: That can't be!

Sudan Hong packed five chicken cakes in greased paper and asked him to take them back to eat.

Monsoon looked embarrassed: Aunt, why did you take so much for me.

It's just a few chicken cakes, not enough for your uncle or two. Sudan Hong said, Go back.

Yeah. Monsoon took the oil paper and went back.

Milk, look, chicken cake. Monsoon took it home and showed him the milk.

Where did it come from? His grandmother glanced at it and said.

Aunt Dan Hong gave it to me. Monsoon said.

Your aunt has a good temper, and you can't always walk around in front of her. His grandmother frowned upon hearing this.

In the village, not only her and her grandson are the old, the young, but also several other families, but no matter who they are, they are all taken care of by Ji Jianyun.

During the festivals, Ji Jianyun will bring a basket of things over. For example, during the Chinese New Year last year, he sent 50 catties of rice noodles to each household, and then some meat and eggs.

Everyone else in the village took it, and she naturally took it too.

Another example is this year's festivals, those Dragon Boat Festivals, Mid-Autumn Festivals and so on, he will also give them a few household items, or some eggs, or some rice noodles, not a lot, but it can make their lives a little bit easier.

The fact that Ji Jianyun was able to do this was naturally approved by the family, and Sudan Hong's reputation was also well-known in the village. She had stuffed her grandson to eat before.

Last time, she asked her grandson to come back with half a basket of cherries, and she could eat strawberries occasionally.

Of course, this is also because the monsoon goes up the mountain to help during the fruit season.

Monsoon explained, and Jifeng Nanny nodded and didn't say anything.

If you want to make big white steamed buns, then I'll go up the mountain to help tomorrow too, right? You go and tell your uncle Jianyun that milk doesn't need money. Ji Feng said.

Okay! Monsoon nodded and ran over to ask.

Go back and tell your grandma, I still want the worker who doesn't want money. Let her old man go up the mountain to help tomorrow and make breakfast on the mountain. Ji Jianyun said with a smile.

Monsoon also grinned and went back.

In another two or three years, Monsoon will be able to use it as an adult. Sudan Hong said.

Monsoon has come all the way, she has been reading for three years, and she has nothing to do. The family is too poor, and the grandparents and grandchildren can't even solve the problem of food and clothing. Where can I get the money to study?

But it's a little better now, because there is work for the monsoon to do.

During the strawberry season, Monsoon will go up the mountain to help pick strawberries, because she is young, her hands and feet are flexible, and although she is poor, she is well-bred and never steals food. Ji's mother is satisfied.

So he hired him as a strawberry picker and paid him nine yuan a month.

Nine dollars is naturally not much, but for such a small child, it is quite a lot, especially since there are only their grandparents and grandchildren in the family, five dollars a month for living expenses is enough.

The strawberry season is over, it's the watermelon season, and then there are things in the orchard. Monsoon is smart and can work again, so he is the only half-eldest child who is hired. He was only eleven or twelve years old at the time, but because of malnutrition , is still a little bean, in the blink of an eye, he is fourteen, and he has grown a lot.

This year's short-term labor settlement is still settled by Sudan Hong. Monsoon has divided the money twice in this fruit season, once with 20 yuan, and then once with a little more, almost 26.

It was just finished a few days ago. Today, when Monsoon heard that there was a need for people at the reservoir, he wanted to find a job.

If this is enough to eat, next year will be almost the same, next year will be fifteen. Ji Jianyun said.

Fifteen years old is considered half-year-old. In the old feudal times, it was not too big to get married at the age of fifteen.

How long will it take to repair this reservoir? Sudan Hong asked.

One month. Ji Jianyun said.

This has to be because he called enough people, otherwise how could it be so fast.

Let their grandparents and grandchildren go to the mountain for breakfast and lunch, and let them cook it by themselves in the evening. Sultan Hong said.

Tell your mother later. Ji Jianyun said.

Ji's mother naturally wants to call for help. Her son has gathered more than 20 strong men. Is the appetite just a joke? How can she do it alone.

Sultan Hong said: Monsoon milk said to help. She doesn't want wages. Mom, you can pack breakfast and lunch for her grandparents.

Okay, I'll go over and tell her later, she was also a good worker back then. Ji's mother said.

For the others, let Mother Ji find them herself. Mother Ji found Li Cuihua and Wang Honghua, two young men, another old sister, another Monsoon milk, and a half-eldest son, Monsoon, to help. Although the number of people is not large. It's enough, but that's about the same. After all, except for Monsoon Milk and Monsoon's grandparents, everything else counts as wages.

And those who need wages are naturally not included with rice, but Ji's mother will still let each family take half a bowl of soup back to pour rice after the braised pork is ready. Ji's mother also made it clear that monsoon milk I came to help with Monsoon, and I didn't get paid, so she was in charge of the meals here, and everyone naturally had no opinion.

Stinky boy, it's almost done. After Monsoon had eaten two steamed buns, he wanted to get the third one, but Jifeng's milk knocked him.

Ji's mother laughed when she saw it, took another one for Ji Feng, and said, Xiao Feng can let him eat it if he wants to eat it. Now it's not the same as before, you don't need to be so restrained, and he's growing now, you don't let him. Eat more, how does it grow? After speaking, he scooped a few pieces of fat and thin pork belly for Monsoon: Xiaofeng, eat more.

Thank you, Auntie! Monsoon was not polite, grabbing the meat and eating the big white steamed buns with relish.

Stinky boy. Ji Fengnai glared at him: Why is it worth eating like this?

I give them eight yuan a month. Eight yuan is not enough for the two of you to have breakfast and lunch? Ji Mu said, Ji Feng milk helped to knead the steamed buns and steamed the steamed buns, and Ji Feng was responsible for burning the fire and moving the firewood, and there was a lot of work. .

Ji's mother brought Ji Feng another steamed bun and scooped a bowl of bone soup, and said, After eating Xiao Feng, go down and call your Uncle Jianyun to come up. Today is the first day of work, and give them a good braised pork meal. But it's not so good.