110. Chapter 109, you have to pull the tiger’s skin!

Author: Matcha flavored ice cream

Chapter 109, you have to pull the tiger’s skin!

"Don't worry, why is it too late!"

Wang Qiuju nodded: "Okay, let's go to bed."

Then the two of them went back to their rooms to sleep.

Wang Qiuju couldn't sleep for a while, thinking about what she would do if she left, her man worked in the coal mine, and there were no one to watch her children.

How do you calculate your work points?

Is there someone gossiping behind my back?

As the work matter settled, she tossed and turned for a while.

At this time, Yang Xiaole, the instigator, had fed the animals in the space and was already lying on the bed and falling asleep.

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Good people's communes!

Good people's communes!

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The sound of singing loudly on the radio woke Yang Xiaole up.

At this time, Wang Qiuju had already gotten up and was ready to eat.

"Mom, when did the speaker get finished?"

"Oh, it was done the day before yesterday. They listen to the radio every day! The brigade reads newspapers to them every day."

In the main room, Wang Qiuju had already packed up, so she mistakenly shouted to him: "Get up and eat. It will be gone after time."

"He eats at school. Does the production team give him food?"

After the school took care of the food, the production team no longer took care of the food.

"A meal is nothing!" Wang Qiuju said nonchalantly.

Yang Xiaole nodded and got up.

I brushed my teeth secretly and took my rice bowl to the canteen, where everyone in the village was eating.

Corn grits porridge.

There is nothing else to eat.

The food has been almost consumed for more than half a month, and we are just waiting for everyone to have better food after the autumn harvest in two days.

At this time, a group of people gathered around Wang Qiuju and asked about Xiaogang's situation.

Wang Qiuju also said something roughly.

Yang Mancang had already finished his meal, so he came over and asked Wang Qiuju: "From the third family, are we going to tell the boss about Xiaohu?"

Wang Qiuju drank her porridge and nodded: "Dad, I told him."

"Then what did he say?"

"Oh, the eldest brother didn't say anything. He said he would bring his wife over to see me tomorrow and Sunday. He said he would tell me then."

When Yang Mancang heard that he had brought his wife back, he was very happy: "Ah, I will bring my wife back tomorrow! Are they hosting a banquet?"

"Nothing can be done. They won't find out until they go there."

Hearing that, Yang Mancang nodded lightly and didn't ask any more questions.

Yang Xiaole hid in the crowd and ate porridge, and no one said anything.

He saw Sun Xiaoyue's figure while he was eating, and he didn't know when he came back. Although he looked weak for a while, he was not lying in bed as still as before.

Seeing his mother coming, he curiously asked Yidong: "Mom, when did Xiaoyue come back? Where does she live now?"

Wang Qiuju followed his gaze and glanced.

"Oh, she lives at Young Lao Yang's house now."

Yang Xiaole nodded. Yang Laoyao was a lonely old man in the village. There will be no more people at the beginning of next year, and the house will be empty.

I didn't ask any questions and ate my meal quietly.

"Hey, that's wrong, mother. He's going to the commune to have his marriage in a while. Please ask if it can be done quickly. He'll go to the county town in the afternoon to see if the marriage can be done as soon as possible. Then he can go there on Monday.

It’s in town.”

Yang Xiaole whispered something to Wang Qiuju.

Mother looked around and nodded slightly.

To be honest, she was really confused now that he, a village woman who knew nothing, suddenly left her family behind and went to work in the city.

She was really confused.

Yang Xiaole also saw his mother's gaze and was thinking about whether what he did was wrong or not.

What you think is good may not really be good.

Then he shook off his thoughts and realized that he had done everything and there was no way out.

In the midst of my thoughts, a noisy loudspeaker sounded: "Comrades, we all ask to actively participate in productive labor, work hard, work hard, and work hard for a bumper harvest in the autumn..."

The loudspeaker played the message of working hard to produce.

Yang Xiaole took a look and saw that it was a little noisy.

After having breakfast, he gave his rice bowl to his wife and walked towards the commune.

Everywhere along the road there was smoke from cooking, and there were small makeshift blast furnaces in the villages.

There are not many men and some women left in the village, and the other women are very interested in doing things in the fields.

All the way to the commune, loudspeakers were blasting with impassioned words of encouragement.

I got up early and went to the commune. The commune office building had just started working, and many people were walking inside.

There are no buildings.

Just a newly built large tile-roofed house.

"Master, is Director Zhang here?"

When he came to the door, he called the man who was looking at the door by mistake and handed him a cigarette.

The wrong party let out a sigh, took it over and said with a smile: "I just went in! I have something to do with him?"

"Well, something happened, so let him go in first!"

After saying that, he walked inside.

The compound was very simple. There were signs at the door of each tile-roofed house. He saw the office of the commune director at a glance.

Standing at the door, there are three desks inside.

The two people were discussing something inside.

"Director Zhang!"

Yang Xiaole didn't know who was the director, so he said hello in front of him.

A man wearing a Lenin suit with three-parted hair looked up at him and said, "He's just saying no. Do you have anything to do with him?"

Yang Xiaole walked in with the information: "Director, there are two job recruitment certificates in the city. He wants to go to the district to get a relocation certificate and ask for a certificate there."

"oh!"

Director Zhang made a soft sound and said to him by mistake, "Show him!"

Then he took the certificate and read it.

"Hey, the whole family has gone to work in the city?"

Director Zhang was surprised when he received the two certificates.

I would like to know if all the certificates in the city now pass from there to the east. There are very few people who directly skip them to find a job in the city.

So there are some nice people in the city!

His brows furrowed.

There are only so many quotas for each commune to convert from rural to non-agriculture each year, and the city keeps records of them. Every time one is used, one quota will be lost.

After thinking about it for a while, he nodded: "Okay, he knows, put the things there, and ask them to review them. If there is no problem, I will come and pick them up the day after tomorrow."

Hearing that, Yang Xiaole frowned.

No matter how stupid he is, he still understands what red means.

Then why don’t you get stuck in it?
To be continued...