Chapter 46 Poverty and Hunger

Song Liang bowed his hands: "Thank you, fellow villagers. Okay, let's start now."

Lian Xiang suddenly stood up: "I remember there are still a few acres of land next to the river beach on the south side. Give it to my family. There are not many people working in my family. I want to live next to my mother's house. I wonder if it's okay?"

Before the development of Erdaohe Village, it was a swamp area that had been dormant for thousands of years.

The land Lian Xiang mentioned is not good either, because there is a slope of soil. When using a tractor to plow the land, only half can be plowed and half can be left.

How can I not agree? Some people were worried about getting that piece just now.

The old lady didn't say anything. The second daughter-in-law was willing to stay close to them, so let her stay close to them. It's better than being far away.

Then, the villagers of Erdaohe Village felt guilty.

But they didn't want to take the initiative to ask for the two plots of land from their family, because they would be beaten to death by their family.

So they had to let Song Liang's family suffer.

The land was divided smoothly, but Old Song was unhappy. Although there were a lot of shepherd's purse there, he couldn't rely on shepherd's purse for his whole life.

If people want this thing, they can take it, and if they don't want it, it's just weeds.

But there was another big happy event at home, which made him mixed with joy and anger, of course, more joy.

After dividing the land, he didn't even look at his son, and walked out with his wife with a gloomy face and anger.

He didn't talk to anyone on the way.

Instead, everyone felt guilty about Old Song, and Old Lady Song was angry and worried. This morning, her heart was in turmoil.

It was difficult to ask because there were so many people. When there were finally fewer people, she asked anxiously: "How is Tingting, did she have an interview?"

Seeing his wife's anxious look, Old Song suddenly wanted to tease her, and sighed with a calm face: "Oh, don't mention it, she didn't get accepted."

Old Lady Song's heart sank, and then it fell to the ground and broke.

It was so uncomfortable.

Why didn't it work?

Xiao Nuan said it was very likely.

Is there someone better than Tingting, or has she already been selected?

Old Lady Song wanted to cry, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Old Song said quickly: "Hurry up and don't do this on the road. Don't mention it when you get home, or Tingting will cry again."

Old Mrs. Song thought that this should not have happened to her daughter, and it seemed normal that she was not admitted.

But...but, she still felt very uncomfortable.

So Old Mrs. Song gritted her teeth and followed Old Song home in a hurry without waiting for Xia Guilan and her eldest son.

Then she saw Song Ting standing in the yard with red eyes.

The weather was good today, and Song Ting took all the quilts in the house out to dry.

In fact, it was mainly to dry her own quilts because she had to take her luggage away.

Seeing her parents come in, Song Ting smiled at them.

Old Mrs. Song pursed her lips and wanted to say something, but she held it back.

Because in her eyes, her daughter's smile was really too forced.

Old Mrs. Song stood in the yard without saying a word.

At this time, Song Yu Nuan came out of the house and saw that both grandpa and grandma had returned. She was surprised and said, "Grandma, what are you daydreaming about? Hurry up and open the door of the cabinet where you put the new quilt. We need to air the quilt."

The little old lady was so happy that she was dumbfounded. She locked up the new quilt prepared for her aunt's wedding, and she was the only one who had the key.

"Why do you want to air the quilt?" Old lady Song murmured back.

"My aunt was admitted to the county art troupe. She will report in three days, and then she will live in the dormitory. Doesn't the quilt have to be aired?"

Old lady Song suddenly widened her eyes, and huge ecstasy surged towards her like the sea. The next moment, she kicked the old guy standing there laughing.

You old thing, how old are you, and you are so unruly, and you dare to lie to me!

Old lady Song smiled, oh, today is really a good day.

My daughter is eating commercial grain, living in the city, and is a member of the county art troupe. Oh my god, I really want to tell everyone in the village.

Mrs. Song immediately told her family: "No one is allowed to tell anyone. It's good enough for the family to know. Besides, she hasn't reported yet. What if something happens? Besides, there is still a three-month probation period."

A Sheng: "Then my aunt is not at home all the time. What should I answer when others ask me?"

Mrs. Song: "... Just say that your uncle found a job for her."

"What job?"

"Temporary worker?"

"Temporary worker in which factory?"

Mrs. Song was asked with wide eyes: "You little brat, who can ask you?"

Little A Sheng was about to refute that he had many friends.

And those old ladies in the village are sometimes willing to inquire about things.

At this time, Xia Guilan and Song Liang pushed open the gate and walked in, saying: "Mom and Dad, you left too fast."

Then they were pulled into the house and learned this great news.

Song Liang and Xia Guilan were naturally happy, but they had the same idea as the old lady, not to make it public.

So, they kept their excitement in their hearts and remained calm on the surface. Old Lady Song was still happily taking the quilt, while Song Ting went to the kitchen to prepare lunch.

Not long after, Lian Xiang and Song He's family came again, also anxious to know about Tingting.

Song Yunuan still quietly pulled Song Liang over and said seriously: "Dad, my aunt still has to go through an investigation."

Song Liang immediately understood that he was a member of the workers and peasants, and he was extremely serious: "I swear on my faith that I, Song Liang, am innocent and upright!"

Song Yunuan laughed.

They had lunch together.

Song Ting's noodles and Xia Guilan's fried pancakes are crispy and fragrant. When paired with pickled cabbage soup and sprinkled with dried chili peppers fried in a large iron pot, it's simply delicious.

Song Yunuan found that she had a very good appetite now. In the past, she couldn't even take a bite of the pancake, either because she disliked the oil or simply didn't like it. She felt nauseated when she saw it. Now after finishing one pancake, she still wants to eat the second pancake.

Sure enough, the best cure for picky eating is poverty and hunger.

Song Liang had to go to distribute farm tools. After the distribution, he had to go to the commune. He went to the brigade headquarters first, and Song He went with him.

Going to deliver shepherd's purse tomorrow, Lao Songtou led everyone to Nanhedi with baskets on their backs.

There was little rain in the spring and the swales looked pretty good.

Normally it’s a time for rest, but today the roads and fields were full of people.

The feeling is that this place belongs to the collective and belongs to the individual.

In the past, when I saw weeds in the fields, I could plow them up if I wanted to, or just let them grow as long as I wanted. Anyway, the harvest would be equally divided between them.

But it didn't work today. Aunt Liu from the west end of the village angrily shouted to Zhao Mandun who was walking through her field: "Stop, you big feet have trampled all my fields. Get out!"

Zhao Mandun was in his twenties and a strong young man. He was startled by Aunt Liu's shout. He did not dare to offend Aunt Liu because of her fierce temper. He immediately turned around and walked back. After a few steps, he was stopped again by the shout. : "Stop, do you want to step on it again?"

Zhao Mandun had to keep moving forward.

"Zhao Mandun, do you want to trample all over my land? Oops, the land that was finally plowed has been plowed by you. Why don't you come and plow it?"

Zhao Mandun stood there, really in a dilemma.

The onlookers laughed.

"Zhao Mandun, you'd better come out with your feet on your back, otherwise Aunt Liu won't be able to spare you!"

Song Yunuan also laughed.

These people are quite funny.

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