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The more Zhou Mei talked, the more energetic she became, she wished she could see both sides together now.

"Would a girl be willing? Her family has no dowry to agree?" It wasn't that Chen Qianjin deliberately poured cold water on Zhou Mei, but the main reason was that the girl was 26. If the request was not high and she married early, the resistance from the family must have been a lot if it was delayed until now.

"I'll go back and find out if it works or not." Zhou Mei made a decision, "I'll take Yong Yang back to my mother after Murakami finishes distributing the money, so she won't have to talk about it every day."

"Okay, you go, I'm at home." Usually, Zhou Mei cooks at home, but Chen Qianjin actually knows how to cook. He can still provide three meals a day without Zhou Mei.

On the first day of the twelfth lunar month, Ping'an Village was enveloped in a joyous atmosphere. No matter adults or children, there were bright smiles on their faces. Their surplus work points were finally counted into money and distributed.

After the autumn harvest, the village will distribute the food according to the head. Regardless of whether they have participated in labor or not, as long as people are in the village, they can receive their own rations.

The remaining part is kept and sold, and the production cost of the next year is deducted, and it is distributed according to work points.

This collective distribution system not only guarantees the basic survival needs of members, but also takes into account the principle of mobilizing members' enthusiasm for production.

Chen Jinjin and Zhou Mei each picked a pair of baskets, and the family had six mouths to eat, and the rations given by Murakami were not enough for a year, so he planned to exchange less money for more food.

The situation in other families was similar. Before eight o'clock in the morning, the periphery of the ancestral hall was full of people and noisy.

Sun Dahua got up early in the morning, standing in the middle of the crowd, she is not very tall, but with Xu Kongshan around, it is really hard to pay attention.

Chen Wan and Chen Yongyang came to join in the fun. When he saw Xu Kongshan's face clearly, Chen Wan couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. The corner of the man's mouth was bubbling. It was obvious that last night was not a good time.

"Oh, Dashan is so angry, why don't you hurry up and marry someone a wife, Sun Dahua?"

The snarky mother-in-law started the conversation, but Sun Dahua unceremoniously retorted: "Whether my son marries a wife or not is none of your business!"

Being humiliated in front of so many people, the other party blushed, and rolled up his sleeves on his hips, as if he wanted to have sex with Sun Dahua.

"It's time to line up, line up the team, and the work will be done right away." Fourth Uncle Chen greeted, and the crowd instantly became excited, who had the time to quarrel.

The second group has a lot of good farmers. Last year, the weather was good and the weather was good, and they had a bumper harvest. Calculated, the full work points for a day can be worth [-] cents, which is at the upper-middle level in the entire production team.

Seventy cents a day, seeing this statistic, Chen Wan couldn't help lamenting the difficulty of this era again.

The people in the back stretched their necks to look at the situation in front of them. The first family got a total of 23 cards and laughed from ear to ear.

The laborious work is done by men, and women need to take care of the family from time to time, and generally earn lower work points than men, of course there are exceptions.

For example, Xu Youcai, a big man, is far inferior to most women in the village.

However, with Xu Kongshan who was there almost all year round, Sun Dahua still walked out proudly with more than 200 yuan in his pocket.

"Chen Qianjin, is Chen Qianjin here?" The jingling bicycle bells disrupted the rhythm of the team, and the postman in uniform attracted everyone's attention.

"Here." Chen Qianjin asked Zhou Mei to line up to meet the postman.

"I said why you closed your doors and closed your doors. It turns out that the food is distributed." After checking the identity, the postman took out a kraft paper envelope, pointed to the back of the bicycle, and said, "There is your letter, and the package was sent together with the letter." .”

"Thank you, come to my house and drink some water." Chen Qianjin glanced at the sender, and Chen Jianjun's name was written on it.

The postman waved his hand. He had other letters to deliver, so he stopped drinking water.

The bulging package had an irregular shape, and Chen Qianjin hugged it with both hands, which seemed to be quite heavy.

"Jianjun sent you good things from the army again?" Wang Cui was full of envy. How could she not share Zhou Mei's good life.

Zhou Mei smiled with disappointment, and received a package from Chen Jianjun as the Chinese New Year approached, indicating that he might not be back for the Chinese New Year this year.

After the two of them, it will be their turn. Chen Qianjin put the things in the basket and prepared to pick them back together later.

In addition to money and food, there are also some necessities of life, such as oil, salt, cloth, etc., and almost everyone returns with a full load.

"Liu'er didn't say a word. I figured that he might have ruined that dress. I'll tear another piece of cloth for him in the next big episode. Yong Yang is growing up, and last year's trousers were too short, so they have to be remade. And Lulu and sisters, I plan to sew a coat for each of them. Your padded jacket was made the year before last, so it's time for a new one."

Zhou Mei planned the use of the cloth ticket, and Chen Qianjin wiped his face: "I don't need it, you can make yourself a suit. Didn't you say that the coat worn by Jianjun's wife looks good? Go back and ask Tailor Zhao if he can make it." , if you can, you can also make a coat to wear."

Chen Qianjin's words made Zhou Mei feel a bit of irony in her heart, and said with a sneer, "Ren Jianjun's daughter-in-law's coat was bought in a department store in the city, so Tailor Zhao can't make it. I work at home every day, so wearing a coat is not a waste of time." what?"

The two ran back and forth three times before they finished transporting the food. Chen Wan stayed at home, and Chen Yongyang was thinking about the package sent by Chen Jianjun, so he refused Chen Yongguang's invitation to go out to play marbles.

The dried rice was poured into the granary, and Chen Yongyang graciously brought water for them to wash their hands: "Mom, let's unpack the package from third uncle."

Zhou Mei told him not to worry, and Chen Jinjin handed the letter to Chen Wan: "Liu'er, think about what your third brother wrote."

The envelope was bulging, Chen Wan opened it, and poured out a thick stack of bills, and a remittance slip for [-] yuan, the payee was Chen Qianjin's name.

The content of the letter was similar to Zhou Mei's guess. In the letter, Chen Jianjun described his current situation during this period, and then asked how his family was doing.He received a telegram from Chen Jinjin, expressing comfort to Chen Wan's failure in the college entrance examination and encouraging him to work harder next time.

In the end, he was busy in the army this year and couldn't come back for the New Year. The package and the sewing ticket were New Year's gifts for them in advance.

"Sewing air tickets?" Zhou Mei lost her voice, and hurriedly counted the stack of tickets, "Is this one?"

The words "Sewing Machine Voucher" were written on the light green face, Chen Wan nodded and said yes, Zhou Mei stroked her heart and sighed "God".

The sewing machine in the department store costs 140 yuan, which is a little expensive but affordable for Zhou Mei, but the reason why the sewing machine is difficult to buy is not the price, but the sewing machine coupon in her hand.

Sewing machine coupons are industrial coupons, and Murakami has no quota. If you want them, you have to find another way. I heard that a single ticket costs hundreds of dollars, and you may not be able to buy it.

"I've accepted the ticket, and you can remit the 200 yuan back to my third brother." Zhou Mei handed the remittance slip to Chen Jinjin, "We can afford a sewing machine."

Chen Qianjin understood Zhou Mei's meaning: "Well, I'll post it together when Liu'er finishes writing a reply letter."

After collecting the receipt, Zhou Mei opened the package under Chen Yongyang's expectant eyes. Malted milk, milk candy, canned fruit, and other small packages with each person's name written on it. Chen Wan's is a set of review materials , Zhou Mei’s cashmere scarf, Chen Qianjin’s military shoes, and the Chen Xing sisters’ long-sleeved dresses of the same style.

"Where's mine?" Chen Yongyang grabbed Zhou Mei's arm and took the small package with his name written on it in his hand, and opened the small tank made of bullet casings and a military green satchel inside.

Chen Yongyang immediately put the satchel on his back, Zhou Mei peeled off a piece of milk candy and put it in his mouth, the child was so sweet that he closed his eyes.

"The canned fruit will be eaten together when my sisters come back from school, let's go play." Zhou Mei grabbed a handful of milk candy in his satchel, and Chen Yongyang ran away in an instant. "

It was noon after work, Zhou Mei went to the kitchen to cook, Chen Wan went back to the house with the review materials and malted milk essence, remembering the burning bubble at the corner of Xu Kongshan's mouth, he dug out the dried honeysuckle from the drawer, soaked it in boiling water in the kettle.

Chen Yongyang and Goudan showed off his new satchel, small tank and milk candy. The aroma of milk candy made several children salivate.

"Here, one for each person, don't grab it." Chen Yongyang shared generously, "What a wonderful thing my third uncle sent back."

He didn't care much, and quickly recounted what he saw and heard just now, including the 200 yuan remittance slip and sewing machine coupon.

The author has something to say:

Chen Wan: I want a sewing machine!

Xu Kongshan: I want a wife!