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Because she had to go to class on weekdays, Chen Wan gave Mother Zhu two additional keys. With her help, Chen Wan immediately felt a lot easier.The intuitive performance is that his bedtime at night has been advanced by two hours, and Wang Lian finally doesn't have to worry about his untimely death one day.

Zhu's mother works six hours a day, from 08:30 to 11:30 in the morning, and from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] in the afternoon, which overlaps with Chen Wan's class time.

Regardless of whether Chen Wan is here or not, Zhu's mother is equally serious about her work. If it weren't for the lingering fear of her experience of blindness, she would not dare to use her eyes too much, and she would have been busy from morning to night.

Chen Wan took the time to teach Zhu's mother how to use the sewing machine. Zhu's mother learned it very quickly. After practicing for half a day, she was able to make it well. In terms of talent, she was much higher than Zhou Mei.

"Chen Wan, do you still want those rags?" Zhu's mother took Chen Wan's money and wanted to call him the boss, but Chen Wan respected her as an elder, so she refused to be called the boss and asked her to call her name directly. He didn't pay attention Those ones.

Chen Wan saved two big bags of leftover rags from making clothes and piled them in the corner. Qian Guosheng would deal with them regularly, and some people rushed to buy the rags outside.

Chen Wan was not a stingy person, she heard that Mother Zhu could use it whatever she wanted, and it was not worth much anyway.

Mother Zhu quickly thanked her, and before she left, she packed a bag of rags with a smile.

Chen Wan thought she was going to take back the shoe soles, so she forgot about it in a blink of an eye without asking any further questions.

When they got home, Zhu's mother ate the leftovers at noon. Since she regained her eyesight, she forbade Zhu Wen to bring food from the cafeteria.

It was still early, and Mother Zhu sat at the door with a basket for needlework, and sorted the rags according to size, color, and material.

"Mom, what are you doing?" Zhu Wen's latest manuscript was selected by the newspaper, and he sent a five-yuan manuscript fee and a sample to the post office.

"Awen is out of school." Mother Zhu put down the basket, patted the thread on her body and stood up.

The scene in front of Zhu Wenmeng brought Zhu Wenmeng back to the past. Before Zhu's mother had cataracts, she was sitting at the door every day, doing needlework and waiting for him to leave school.

"Yeah." Zhu Wen walked quickly to his mother, "Mom, I paid five yuan for the article I wrote last time."

He handed over the manuscript fee bill. Mother Zhu had never read a book, but she knew how to count. She touched the manuscript fee bill and was very pleasantly surprised: "It's really five yuan!"

The mother and son entered the room happily, Zhu's mother took Zhu Wen's arm and sat down: "What article did you write, read it to Mom."

Zhu Wen obediently opened the sample magazine and read from the title.After reading, Zhu's mother was full of smiles. Although she didn't understand, it didn't prevent her from praising Zhu's writing well.

There is a cabinet next to the wall next to the bed in the bedroom, which contains all of Zhu Wen's works, whether it is the sample periodicals that have passed or the rejected manuscripts, all of which are regarded as treasures by Zhu's mother.

Zhu Wen put the sample magazine away, turned around and helped Zhu's mother thread the needle: "I'm back to school, don't do it for too long, it hurts your eyes when it gets dark."

"Mom knows, you go." Mother Zhu expertly tied the end of the thread and inserted the needle into the embroidery shed, "Slow down on the road."

The dim light casts a dark outline on the ground, the silver needles shuttle up and down in Zhu Mu's hands, and the stretched white cloth of the embroidery shed gradually takes the shape of a flower.

Mother Zhu looked at the fingernail-sized peach blossoms with satisfaction. Her decades of craftsmanship are still there, except for the wrong color, the details should be as delicate as possible. The same is true when flipping to the back.

If there were colored threads, this peach blossom would probably come to life on the embroidery shed.

Zhu's mother hadn't done embroidery for a long time, and for a moment she forgot the time. When she recovered, she felt that her eyes were extremely dry. She closed them immediately, and opened them slowly after the discomfort disappeared.

Luckily, the vision was still clear, Mother Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, and reminded herself to be more careful next time, Xiaoxiu's happiness would hurt her body, and she couldn't spoil her eyes anymore.

Zhu's mother has been working with Chen Wan for more than half a month, she is reluctant to rest, and it costs one yuan a day.Besides, regardless of Chen Wan's young age, she is quite capable. Zhu's mother felt that she was gaining knowledge every day.

In private, she told Zhu Wen that going to work was more comfortable than resting at home. When Chen Wan mentioned the holiday several times, she rejected it.

But Chen Wan still stopped her work for four days, because Xu Kongshan came back, counting the days, he left for forty days this time.

There was a strong wind outside the house, and a shower was coming. Chen Wan closed all the doors and windows. Accompanied by heavy thunder, lightning pierced the sky, and the incandescent lamp above his head flickered a few times, and then went out completely.

The whole small bungalow was plunged into darkness, Chen Wan looked at the next door through the window, and the power was cut off.

In the 80s, the power supply was insufficient, and power outages were common. Chen Wan didn't panic, and went to the kitchen to light a candle by touching the wall with ease.

The flame of the white candle was weak, and Chen Wan carefully guarded it, slowing down his walking speed to prevent the flame from going out.In this situation, he can't continue making clothes, so he might as well go upstairs to read a book and go to bed early.

Stepping on the candlelight to the bedroom, Chen Wan poured out the candle and dropped a few drops of wax oil on the surface of the bedside table to fix it.The transparent wax solidified and turned white. Chen Wan let go of his hand, and the slender candle remained motionless.

The sound of wind, rain and thunder filled the eardrums, making Chen Wan inexplicably irritable.

With the thunder hitting so hard, will Xu Kongshan and the others be in danger?The terrifying lightning seemed to strike Chen Wan's heart, and he sat up straight suddenly.

Chen Wan's face turned pale with fright, and he tried to comfort himself not to think too much, the people in the team must have sufficient experience in dealing with it.

The shower was so powerful that it covered up the movement made by Xu Kongshan. He didn't bring an umbrella and was completely drenched.The bag containing the clothes was held on his chest all the way, and the fabric was thick, so the water did not seep into it for the time being.

Xu Kongshan simply took a shower downstairs and changed into dry clothes. He rushed to see Chen Wan with indescribable urgency.

"Liu'er." Chen Wan raised her head, and fell into an embrace full of hot breath in the next second.

Xu Kongshan's stubble pricked Chen Wan's skin, and the slight tingling reminded Chen Wan that what happened at this moment was not his hallucination.

"Brother Shan, when did you come back?" Chen Wan twisted her body in Xu Kongshan's arms, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"I entered the city after five o'clock." Seeing Chen Wan, Xu Kongshan was exhausted, "I haven't eaten, do you have anything to eat at home? I'll deal with it casually."

Xu Kongshan could get up and cook for the hungry Chen Wan at four o'clock in the morning, how could Chen Wan let him deal with it casually.

"Go and shave, I'll go downstairs and cook noodles for you." Chen Wan smelled the soap on Xu Kongshan's body, and guessed that he should have taken a bath.

The water boiled, and Chen Wan put in the noodles. There was no meat at home, so he dug out a spoonful of lard to supplement the meat.The electricity still didn't come on, and the beating candle flame cast a soft light on Chen Wan.

After Xu Kongshan finished shaving, he stepped into the kitchen. Chen Wan picked up a noodle and put it close to the candle to check the doneness: "Okay."

The lard at the bottom of the bowl was melted by the noodle soup, and the aroma of the fat exploded instantly. Seeing how he was devouring it, Chen Wan couldn't help shouting to eat slowly.

Xu Kongshan brought the poached egg to Chen Wan's mouth, and the fried golden poached egg absorbed enough soup, Chen Wan took two bites, blaming Xu Kongshan for eating too deliciously, which aroused his greediness.

After eating a bowl of noodles, Xu Kongshan was full: "I brought you a gift."

Xu Kongshan's so-called gifts are usually local specialties, food, play, money does not matter, the important thing is his heart.

The rain outside the window stopped at some point, and the candles had already been burned out. Chen Wan almost fell asleep the moment Xu Kongshan let him go.If he hadn't considered that he would have class tomorrow, Xu Kongshan would probably be able to toss until dawn.

A man who has been absent for forty days can be dismissed three or two times.

"I asked Zhu Wen's mother to help me make clothes. She comes here at 08:30 every morning. You can tell her to come back in a few days later." After Chen Wan finished speaking, she remembered that Zhu's mother had never seen Xu Kongshan's face. , "Forget it, I'll go there by myself after my morning exercise."

Chen Wan raised her head and kissed her lips: "Brother Shan, I'm leaving."

Last night, it was windy and rainy, and the vegetable seedlings in the yard were propped up on the ground. Green beans and cucumbers needed a shelf. Xu Kongshan took local materials, chopped a few pomegranate branches, and tied them tightly with rags.This year's pomegranate trees are extremely lush, and proper pruning will help them bear fruit in the later stage, and their size will definitely surpass that of last year.

The lack of weeds in the vegetable field is due to Zhu's mother. She often cleaned the house while Chen Wan was away, but she never went upstairs.

Too many things happened in the past forty days. After class, Chen Wan talked with Xu Kongshan for a long time, and finally realized suddenly: "By the way, we haven't told elder brother and them about your uncle."

Zhou Mei and Chen Jinjin treat Xu Kongshan like a family, and they should be told about this matter both emotionally and rationally.

"I forgot." Xu Kongshan looked stunned. Chen Wan took out a pen and paper and put it in front of Xu Kongshan, resting his chin to watch him write the letter.

The letter with stamps flew to Ping'an Village in the hands of the postman. At the same time, an important news spread among the peasants——the state is going to contract production to households!

"Go forward, you didn't lie to us, did you? Is Murakami's land really going to be distributed to us?"

"Divide the land? How to divide it? Will it be taken back after it is divided?"

Chen Qianjin's words were like a drop of water splashing into a hot oil pan, and exploded with crackling noises. Chen Qianjin raised his arms and shouted, and finally stopped the big guy from talking.

As early as the [-]s, the land reform law was promulgated in China, which made the "land to the tiller" a reality, but it was collected into the collective within a few years, so the older generation would ask whether it would be taken back.

"Listen to me." Chen Jinjin took the document and loudly conveyed the regulations on household contracting, "As long as the household registration is in our village——"

Chen Qianjin was interrupted before he could finish a sentence: "What about those who get married?"

"And my daughter-in-law, she is six months old, when she is born, will she have my grandson?"

You talked to each other, and a meeting was held from morning to noon without a clear understanding. Chen Qianjin was so tired that his mouth was dry: "Go back to eat first, and we will talk about it in the afternoon after dinner."

For most people, the land reform is a good thing. If there are a lot of efforts in collective work, only eight parts can be used. If there are a few people who are slowing down, the food production will naturally not increase.The land is divided equally, and the rest after paying the public rations is all his own, so he must work hard.

Anyone who is not stupid can calculate this account.

"The meeting is adjourned?" Zhou Mei listened to Chen Jinjin's detailed explanation yesterday. She didn't go to the ancestral hall, so she didn't know the specific progress.

"No." Chen Qianjin was very patient, today's scene was within his expectations, "Have you received a letter from Liu'er?"

Chen Qianjin found the envelope on the table, and he subconsciously thought it was written by Chen Wan.

"Dashan's letter." Zhou Mei said cleverly, Xu Kongshan's household registration is in the village, and he has the qualifications for land distribution.The land reform documents were sent out before his letter arrived. Could it be that he heard the news first in the city?