Early the next morning, Wang Liu and his family woke up in their new home. Looking at the whitewashed walls and the windows covered with brand new window paper, the family seemed to be in a dream.
The courtyard is not big, but it has three rooms and two small wing rooms in the east and west, one is a kitchen and the other is a utility room. Compared with the time when a family of eight were crowded into a shabby shack, it was a huge difference.
Wang¡¯s sixth daughter-in-law and eighth sister were already lighting a fire in the kitchen to cook In this era, the common people had two meals a day, day and night.
People work at sunrise and rest at sunset. They work in the fields during the day and do not go home at noon, so there is no lunch. They only supplement nutrition after getting up every morning so that they have the strength to carry out the day's work. After a hard day's work, have dinner and supplement your nutrition so that you can sleep peacefully and feel refreshed when you wake up tomorrow
??Well, these are all nonsense. The real reason is one word, 'poor'. So rich people always have three meals a day.
What¡¯s cooking in the pot is brown rice, which is very dry. Not knowing what would happen next, my sister-in-law cooked a large pot of rice using the rice rations provided by the farm in the rice vat in the houseand put the rest of the rice into the baggage.
Fortunately, the old man has experience and is only allowed to eat one bowl per person to avoid sudden overeating and eating problems.
"Brother, why do I feel like I'm dreaming?" Just like that, Wang Qi was so satisfied that he didn't know what time it was now.
Wang Liu then pinched him. "Does it hurt?"
"It hurts." Wang Qi covered his ears.
"Then it's not a dream." Wang Liu grinned and said, "If I eat like this every day, I would be willing to do it even if I didn't get paid."
"Yeah." Wang Qishen agreed.
While the brothers were talking, they heard the sound of gongs on the street, and someone shouted at the top of their lungs: "Team three gather!"
Last night, Wang Liu already knew that they were all from the third team. He quickly put down the bowl and went out with his father. Wang Qi also wanted to see the excitement, but was ordered by Old Man Wang to look after his house.
What should I do if someone else takes over such a good place to live?
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When the two men came to the village, they saw a tall man with a dark face, standing with his hands behind his back and his belly puffed out, facing everyone. He was dressed like a Miao worker, except that his corrugated hat had a red border.
When everyone arrived, the Miao workers shouted loudly: "I'd like to invite the field director to speak! Cock, croak, croak!"
A group of farmers and workers looked at each other in confusion. It took a while before someone imitated the actions of the seedling workers and clapped sparsely.
The black-faced man didn¡¯t care about this. He waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and then said in a loud voice:
¡°Dear agricultural workers, I am Ao Bai, director of the Sixty-Nine Farm under the Agricultural Management Department of Kunshan Development Company of Jiangnan Group. You can call me Director Ao.¡±
"Before, you may have come from all over the world, but from today on, you have a common identity, and that is the members of the third production team of Liujiu Farm."
"You are all farmers, some have planted paddy fields, and some have planted dry fields. Here, your job is still farming, but what is different from before is that you must obey the farmthat is, the seedling workers and I The unified arrangement. Including what to plant, how to plant, how to water, how to fertilizeall must follow our instructions. Those who disobey orders will have their work points deducted, or they will be expelled from the farm."
Seeing that the consequences were so serious, a group of farmers and workers all froze their ears, fearing that they would miss a word Of course, it was inevitable that they still couldn't understand it.
"In addition, the grain, mulberry leaves, and cotton grown in the farm's public fields are purchased by the company and are not allowed to be sold by private individuals. After tax and cost are deducted, the proceeds from the sales are divided equally between the farm and the farmers. In short, the land The higher the output, the higher everyone¡¯s income, do you understand?¡±
¡°Understood!¡± the farmers and workers responded excitedly.
Although they shout loudly, Director Ao can guarantee that 99% of the people only understand the saying "harvest is divided equally" and do not understand that costs and taxes must be deducted first.
But he can¡¯t go into too much detail, otherwise the more he talks about it, the more confused they will become. Anyway, I will understand it gradually in the future.
Director Ao then continued: "Besides, before harvesting, all the costs of seeds, farm tools, irrigation, and fertilizers will be borne by the farm. You don't have to invest a penny. In addition, your family's rations can also be paid in advance to the farm. You can just deduct it from the harvest and return it to the farm in the future.¡±
This policy is not new, because they were very poor when they were tenants at home, and they had to borrow money from landlords to survive and produce.
"It's just that when they wait for the autumn harvest, the interest on the debt they borrow is often higher than their harvest. The result is that after planting for a year, all the harvest is given to the landlord, and he still has to owe a lot of debt.
Perhaps recalling those unbearable past events, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became stuffy. Someone couldn¡¯t help but timidly asked: ¡°How is the interest calculated?¡±
"There is no interest!" But Chief Ao Chang waved his hand and said with great pride: "It's an advance, how can there be interest? Just pay back one!"
"Really?" The farm workers immediately became excited and repeatedly confirmed with him in disbelief.
"I'll just repeat it, there is no interest, just pay one back! The only restriction is that a full laborer cannot advance more than forty kilograms of rice per month, a half laborer cannot exceed thirty kilograms, and the old and young cannot exceed twenty kilograms ¡This is to prevent someone from overpaying for food and secretly lending money elsewhere.¡±
Director Ao gave a stern warning: "Any attempt to take advantage of the farm is strictly prohibited. Once discovered, you will be severely punished! Do you understand?"
"I understand" The farm workers shrank their necks, and someone asked in a low voice: "But what if the rations are not enough?"
"Don't worry. Food is not distributed only at the end of the year. On weekdays, you can also exchange work points for food." Director Ao said in a deep voice.
"Work points?" The farmers and workers had heard the seedling workers mention it several times yesterday, but they didn't dare to ask.
"It is the reward for your participation in labor besides farm work. One work point can be exchanged for a pound of brown rice." Director Ao explained: "In the off-farm season, the farm will arrange for you to repair water conservancy, or go out to work part-time, and you can earn work points. ¡±
"In addition, there are usually ways to earn work points. For example, in order to encourage everyone to accumulate more fertilizer, everyone can earn one work point by handing in a basket of plant ash to the team. One hundred kilograms of pig manure is ten work points, one load of manure is one work point, etc. Wait Miao Union will tell you slowly in the future."
¡°In addition, you can also raise chickens, ducks, and fish in the paddy fields. These are all yours, and the farm will not ask for a single chicken feather from you.¡±
Director Ao paused for a moment, then raised his voice and said, "Okay, let me ask you one last time, is there anyone who wants to quit? Is it still too late to leave now?"
The farmers and workers shook their heads and laughed. They didn¡¯t have to pay anything except labor, and they didn¡¯t have to worry about going hungry. Only a fool would leave under such good conditions!
If Qiu Jun could come back to life, he would definitely shout that labor is value
"It's a pity that Qiu Gong is dead, Zhao Zi doesn't say anything, and no one in the world knows about it.
"Okay, let's take your fingerprints!" Field Director Ao nodded with satisfaction, and the Miao technician took out a thick stack of written deeds, and asked the farm workers, who could not read more than three words per person, to put their red fingerprints on them.
From then on, they became a glorious farm worker!
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