Reborn and kicked out of the house, tricking the school beauty into setting up a stall

At this time, the old lady saw the people coming in behind Chen Changliu.

"Aren't these Xiao Linzi and Xiao Wei? You two little monkeys haven't come to see grandma for a long time."

Zhao Lin and Pang Wei immediately ran over and called her grandma, which made her laugh non-stop.

When she saw Du Zhiqiu and the other two girls, she was even more enthusiastic, especially Du Zhiqiu. Her eyes lit up when she looked at Du Zhiqiu, because she found that after coming in, Du Zhiqiu stood next to Chen Changliu, and stood very close.

Du Zhiqiu was used to standing next to Chen Changliu. This was subconscious. The two of them had the most partners in the past month, so it had become a habit.

"You are also Changliu's classmates. Wow, you are all pretty and good kids!"

The girls seemed a little restrained, but they still followed and called grandma, which made the old lady happy.

But when she saw them with big and small bags, she began to frown.

"I am very happy that you come to see me, a little old lady. Why buy so many things? Remember to take them back when you go back. You are still using the money at home!"

Everyone looked at each other, and then laughed proudly.

Chen Changliu took his grandmother's hand and said: "Grandma, you really wronged me this time. The money to buy these things was earned by setting up stalls after the holidays. We even earned enough money for college tuition. Hehe, it's amazing!"

Chen Changliu asked his grandmother for praise in a treasure-giving way, which made everyone laugh.

The little old lady was half-believing and half-doubting, but when she saw the others nodded, she still believed it, but she still occasionally complained about their wasteful spending.

When she heard that everyone had been admitted to college, her tears almost shed, and Chen Changliu knew that she remembered her mother.

But with the comfort of everyone, she recovered quickly.

Chen Changliu's uncle's family conditions were average, and they still lived in a big tiled house, but it was spacious enough.

Chen Changliu asked his grandmother and found out that they came at an unlucky time today. His uncle and his family went back to their mother's home and would not be back until the evening.

Chen Changliu had no regrets. His uncle and his family were not there, so he could avoid embarrassment.

Chen Changliu's uncle was born with a face that no one could get close to. People who didn't know him didn't like to get close to him. He was also afraid of his uncle when he lived here when he was a child.

The little old lady was not interested in other gifts brought by Chen Changliu, but she was full of joy for the two packs of cigarettes and a few bottles of wine. Although she kept saying that he spent money recklessly, she finally took away the cigarettes and wine before letting him go.

At 4 o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Changliu and his friends cooked dinner together. People in this era did not have the kind of clothes and food that were provided by the later generations, nor did they have the hands that many fairies said were not used for housework. Even beauties like Du Zhiqiu could do it in a good way.

The dinner was not very rich, but it was very warm. The little old lady had a good personality, and with the three men of Chen Changliu making jokes in the middle, it was not boring.

It was just after 5 o'clock after dinner. The old lady originally wanted Chen Changliu to take his classmates out for a walk. She also wanted to take advantage of the cool sun to go to the field to collect corn for 2 hours, but was finally stopped by Chen Changliu on the grounds that he would soon go to Lingnan Province to study.

Time passed quickly. At 6 o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Changliu reluctantly said goodbye to his grandmother. Before leaving, his grandmother gave him a big red envelope to congratulate him on his admission to university. When Chen Changliu took it, he knew it was indispensable.

Chen Changliu didn't say anything. When he got in the car, he stuffed her with the 5,000 yuan he had prepared, and then asked the driver to drive faster, otherwise his grandmother would definitely return the money.

When Chen Changliu turned around, he could still see his grandmother waving goodbye to him in the distance.

His mood was inevitably affected, but he quickly adjusted himself when he was with Du Zhiqiu.

On the way, Chen Changliu could still see people working in the fields, and there were many elderly people. It can be said that in the countryside, as long as you are not 80 or 90 years old and are in good health, you will often go to the fields to do farm work within your ability.

Unlike in the city, people from enterprises and institutions who retired in their 50s and 60s have begun to enjoy their old age. At this point, they are about to go out to dance in the square, because they have high pensions, while farmers not only do not have them, but also have to pay public grain.

In the past few years, the state has given rural elderly people over 60 years old a pension of 100 yuan per month, which is a huge contrast to the pensions of thousands or tens of thousands of yuan in the city.

But even so, there are still a lot of people who come out to say that farmers have not helped the development of the country, and receiving a pension of 100 yuan is already a good benefit.

Whether in the past life or now, Chen Changliu sneers at such arguments. Who says that farmers have not contributed to the country's economic development?

These farmers grew up in the planned economy after liberation. At that time, the countryside was in the last few years of the production team. At that time, farmers were not allowed to work alone. That is, the land belonged to the production team. Farmers worked just like urban residents. They went to work in the fields at a certain time, and went home to eat at noon and in the evening.

In addition to collective labor in the fields, each production team would select young and strong farmers to go out to dig rivers and build reservoirs every year. At that time, the state did not pay for digging rivers and building reservoirs.

The production team where the farmers were located gave them work points, which means that the state did not spend a penny to let the farmers build 86,000 reservoirs, 3.8 million ponds and dams, and 160,000 kilometers of river embankments.

Didn’t such farmers contribute to the country? Not only did they not receive wages, but they also had to work. Did the workers in the city contribute more than the farmers at the same time?

From 1968 to 1978, 16 million urban residents who went to the countryside were accepted. The rural areas, which were not rich to begin with, became even worse. It was good enough to have enough food.

In the late 1970s and early 1980s, the land was distributed to households, the production teams were disbanded, and the lives of rural people began to improve. Every family began to have surplus grain, and the three-up and five-up unified public grain distribution to each household began. The slogan at that time was to pay enough to the country, leave enough for the collective, and the rest was yours.

Such farmers ensured the country’s food security. Didn’t they contribute to the country’s economic development?

In the 1990s, the country began to have a policy of paying pension insurance. In other words, before the pension insurance policy began, the country assumed that you had paid the premiums, which is the so-called deemed payment.

For those who retired at the beginning of this century, after 10 years, the monthly pensions of enterprise retirees ranged from 3,000 to 4,000 or 5,000 to 6,000 yuan, and the monthly pensions of public institutions were common, ranging from 8,000 to 9,000 yuan or even 10,000 yuan. There were people who worked but did not retire, and those who did not work received more money.

And the farmers only received more than 100 yuan in pension per month, why do you say they don't deserve it? It should be too little.

Thinking of this, Chen Changliu laughed at himself, hey, why do I think so much?