60s: I have a store

Chapter 39: Household Registration

Zhou Xuqiang touched his stomach and felt full.

These days, he has been taking advantage of his nephew a lot, with wine, meat, and even cigarettes. It's like a god's life! Who among those who work with him wouldn't be envious?

After eating and clearing the table, the old branch secretary and others came to visit.

Zhou Yimin even suspected that they were scouts.

Without exception, they all came for the certificate and wanted to see it in person.

Mr. Zhou began his performance.

This must be shown off! It would be best if these people could help spread the word so that the surrounding villages and communes would know the name of his grandson.

"Well done Yimin! He is the pride of our Zhoujiazhuang." said the captain.

The old branch secretary nodded with a smile, feeling a little excited inside. This was also the glory of their Zhoujiazhuang.

"Yi Min invented the water pressure well, which played such a significant role. It is only right that he received the award."

Their village has the most say in how useful and convenient the pressurized water wells are.

Last night they completed the construction of four pressurized wells, which not only greatly facilitated the villagers' water use, but also facilitated the irrigation of crops.

Before, their village relied on that spring, but it was completely insufficient. Most of the village’s manpower was used to carry water for irrigation, which was extremely inefficient, and the spring could not supply enough water.

However, things have changed today.

With the four newly drilled pressurized wells, they irrigated the crops in just one morning.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the crops were no longer diseased.

You know, that's related to their food supply for the second half of the year! Once production is reduced, everyone's food supply will also be reduced, and they will face the crisis of starvation again.

Zhou Yimin brewed a pot of Gaosui tea for everyone, which he bought in the city specially to entertain others.

At grandpa's place, he prepared a can of tea.

I bought the tea at the store in my mind for five dollars.

"Captain, Secretary, have some tea!"

There was no special cup for drinking tea at home, so Zhou Yimin gave his grandfather the enamel teacup awarded by the factory. In the countryside, everyone drank water from bowls.

"Wow! This tea looks delicious."

In rural areas, high-end furniture is a luxury that most families cannot afford.

"Old Party Secretary, I have a favor to ask of you." Zhou Yimin took the opportunity to speak.

The old Party Secretary took a sip of tea and nodded: "Well! Yimin, you say."

He would do anything that could be done in the village.

Zhou Yimin considers himself a member of Zhoujiazhuang, so Zhoujiazhuang must also consider Zhou Yimin as one of their own and must help him if there is anything.

"Qianqian's matter, help with the household registration."

The old Party secretary grinned and thought it was nothing! This little thing is not worth mentioning.

"Landing in our village? You'd better think about it carefully." The old branch secretary reminded.

Nowadays, urban hukou is definitely many times better than rural hukou. Urban hukou can eat commercial grain, who wouldn’t envy those in the countryside?

Since the 1950s, in order to ensure the supply of grain and oil for the non-agricultural population, the state has allocated a certain quota of grain and oil to each household and each person, and the grain management departments of local people's governments have uniformly issued a grain and oil supply certificate to each household.

Common grain and oil certificates are available in red, blue or original kraft paper color, and are printed with the words "Grain and Oil Supply Certificate for Urban Residents" of a certain city.

Grain and oil certificates were even more practical than money, and attracted and pursued by many rural people. Some rural girls were willing to marry the old, weak, and disabled in the city in order to eat commercial grain.

For rural people, the only ways to obtain red, blue or original kraft paper grain and oil certificates are "taking over from their parents, taking exams, joining the army and being promoted, making arrangements for the disabled, or transferring from a barefoot cadre to a state cadre."

It was easy to register Qianqian in Zhoujiazhuang, but it would be a lot of trouble to transfer her to the city in the future. "I've thought about it, she will share the same household registration book with my grandparents," Zhou Yimin said.

my country had household registration books in 1958.

The reason why rural people envy those with urban household registration nowadays is simply because of the lack of food and other supplies.

But food and other supplies are nothing to Zhou Yimin. Therefore, it doesn't matter whether Qianqian's household registration is in the city or in the countryside.

As for future education issues, there will be plenty of solutions in the future.

"Okay, I'll help her get it done this afternoon."

Zhou Yimin thought for a moment and continued to ask: "Old Party Secretary, is there any condition for our village school to continue to operate?"

School?

The old branch secretary and others were stunned.

Since the school was closed, they have not paid attention to it anymore. The main reason is that they were all concerned about food and clothing, so the issue of their children's schooling had to be put aside for the time being.

"Secretary, in my opinion, we in Zhoujiazhuang can barely fill our stomachs now, so it's time to set up a school." The team leader also suggested.

His child is seven years old and he has to consider the issue of schooling.

Now that Zhou Yimin raised this issue, he responded immediately.

"We have to discuss this matter with Zhigao. His family situation is not very good, and the whole family depends on him for food. Let's go and ask him together." said the old branch secretary.

The old branch secretary and his colleagues immediately drank the tea in the bowls, then got up and went to Zhou Zhigao's home.

Zhou Yimin hurried to follow.

In order to leave a way for himself in the village in the future, he paid more attention to the "management" of Zhoujiazhuang.

When we arrived at Zhou Zhigao's home, it couldn't be said to be bare, but it was pretty close.

On the way, the old branch secretary had already given a general account of Teacher Zhou's family situation: There were two elderly people and five children, and it was difficult to even have meals.

Zhou Zhigao was just a substitute teacher and did not receive any salary, only work points.

There are actually many such situations across the country.

After hearing this, Zhou Yimin was deeply moved. He said that it is really not easy to be a teacher in the countryside.

As far as he knows, some rural teachers not only have to teach well and teach students well, but also have to run night schools to eliminate illiteracy and help farmers learn knowledge about agriculture, animal husbandry, forestry and other aspects, and at the same time do various publicity work.

However, there was no salary, only work points were counted.

"Team leader, branch secretary, come in and sit down. Hey! Yimin is here too?" Zhou Zhigao quickly invited everyone to come in and sit down.

However, there were only a few stools in the room, so they had to send their children back to their rooms.

"Xiaolan, move the stool in your room out as well."

Zhou Yimin greeted them while observing them. Although the house was simple, it was clean and comfortable. The two old men looked listless and were so thin that the bones on their cheeks were protruding.

Zhou Zhigao's wife took a piece of rag and wiped the chairs for everyone.

Of the five children, three were girls, the oldest looked about fifteen or sixteen, almost getting married. The youngest was a boy, only about three or four years old, and he kept stealing glances at Zhou Yimin after he entered the room.

Seeing Zhou Yimin looking at him, he called out cautiously, "Uncle Sixteen!"

He called for help, then embarrassedly hugged his mother's legs and hid himself behind her legs.

The little guy is a little shy.

"Come here!" Zhou Yimin waved at him.

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