Seventy-year-old book: The villain Zaizai’s best mother

Xia Mingshuang discovered that Da Zhuang was really brave. He was not only stimulated by the great changes in the book, but even now that he was living a happy life, he was still very brave.

Xia Mingshuang went home early that afternoon because she had nothing to do. The third sister pulled Xia Mingshuang and muttered, "Mingshuang, did you give away our wheat?"

Xia Mingshuang: "No, isn't our wheat all in the vat?"

In the summer, she ate a lot of the wheat that the members gave her, and some of it was still in several jars.

The third sister whispered: "Then our house was robbed? I have a lot to cook. I remember how much the third aunt and I used for grinding and how much is left at home."

Originally she thought Xia Mingshuang had given wheat to Dr. Qian and Dr. Lou.

After these two old doctors came, they lived a good life under the care of the production team, Xia Mingshuang and others. The two of them are also people who value friendship. When they are living well, they miss their old friends in the labor camp. Our old friends are also elites from all walks of life, well-educated and well-educated, but they have not yet been returned to their jobs and are still doing labor camps on the farm.

They were living well and just wanted to help their old friends. They wrote letters to them and planned to send them some clothes, cotton and food.

Of course they didn't have that much supplies, so they had to ask Xia Mingshuang for help.

Xia Mingshuang helped them collect some defective cloth, and asked the commune members to collect two kilograms of cotton, and some grain, both coarse and fine grains.

After the third sister, Xia Mingshuang took more wheat from herself to help them.

Xia Mingshuang: "That's not the case. They can't eat too good food on the farm, otherwise they will be reported."

The third sister said it was strange and her home had been robbed.

Xia Mingshuang looked at it and analyzed: "It was not taken by outsiders. You see, this room has been locked, and there are no signs of picking the lock."

Their yard was spacious. After the third sister arrived, Gu Yunshan built a small house on the west side of the yard, which was specially used to store grain tanks. It was usually locked and the key was kept by the third sister.

Third sister: "The key has been kept well and has not been lost."

Xia Mingshuang smiled and said: "That must be a domestic thief. Bring Da Zhuang over and ask."

Erzhuang is not capable of this kind of thing. Although Erzhuang is skinny, he will not do bad things by himself, let alone take the lead. He is destined to be the second in the military for ten thousand years.

He likes to follow Da Zhuang and wave flags and cheers, give Da Zhuang advice, check for leaks and fill in the gaps. Now he adds Gu Nianjun, and it is these three brothers who are designated to do it.

Third Sister: "Xiao Zhuang has gone to school, otherwise he would definitely know."

This summer Xiaozhuang will go to first grade with him. Although he is young, he is smart and has attended school with his brothers and sisters before, so it is no problem for him to go to first grade now.

She still couldn't figure it out, "Mingshuang, what do you think the children are doing with wheat? There is no shortage of them at home."

Xia Mingshuang: "Perhaps he gave it away? That boy Erzhuang has a familiar head. He might have instigated his elder brother to give the wheat to someone."

A few days ago, she helped two doctors get supplies for the old friends in the labor camp. Baoqi Erzhuang and the boys looked at her and wanted to get some food for a few people they knew in the brigade to improve their meals.

The Yangjialing brigade includes educated youths who went to the countryside to join the team, as well as several old gentlemen who went to the countryside from Mingcheng and other cities in the province.

It is said that the old gentlemen come from a variety of sources, including capitalist roaders, feudal evildoers, and others, including college teachers, theater troupe workers, and researchers at agricultural research stations.

Obviously they are talents that are urgently needed in various positions, but I don't know why they are not rehabilitated, and the units cannot transfer them back to continue working, so they are left to waste here.

Several have gone away in the past two years, and there are still four left.

These four old gentlemen all have weird tempers. Some are irritable and irritating, some are indifferent, and some are annoying. Anyway, the cadres of the Yangjialing Brigade don't like to deal with them, and the educated youths also avoid them. .

They also disdain to deal with other people and live in their own world.

But there are just a few old gentlemen, but Erzhuang is very familiar with them.

Third Sister: "Then it's not wrong to help old friends. I'll ask them carefully when they come back. Mingshuang, don't be angry, but don't scold them."

If the child dared to take food out secretly from other people's homes, he would be beaten half to death or half to death. However, their family was not short of food, and the third sister felt sorry for the child and would not let it go even if she scolded him.

Xia Mingshuang smiled and said: "Sure, I definitely won't scold you."

If they really do something bad, their father will beat them later.

It's not fall break yet, daylight saving time is still in effect, and school ends late.

As soon as the bell rang, Gu Nianjun quickly put himself and Dazhuang's books and pencil case into his school bag, waiting for the teacher to say that get out of class was over.

But today, the teacher was in the classroom and kept talking on and on, which made him extremely anxious.

Er Zhuang was already looking out the window, urging them to hurry up.

Gu Nianjun made a quick decision, "Teacher, I, I have a stomachache."

The subtext is that I have a stomachache and am going to have diarrhea. Please get out of class quickly.

Teacher Yang waved his hand, "Tell him to go to the toilet quickly."

Da Zhuang immediately grabbed his schoolbag and supported the "weak" Gu Nianjun. He winked at Miao Miao and whispered, "I'll see Brother Nianjun off. You go pick up my little brother from school."

Miaomiao had no doubt that he was there, "Well, you go quickly."

Da Zhuang helped Gu Nianjun out of the classroom and went to the back. When the teacher and classmates were out of sight, they joined Er Zhuang and ran away.

In the woods outside, Yan Kai and Zhou Fuxue were already waiting there.

Yan Kai: "Brother, good brother, you really saved our lives. We give the black market a higher price."

Wheat was cheaper when it first came in, but now it’s time to harvest it in the autumn, and ordinary people can’t get wheat.

Da Zhuang: "We can only give you wheat and corn, and you have to grind it yourself."

Zhou Fuxue: "Okay, there is an automatic mill anyway, we can just keep an eye on it."

The big guys led them to a secret stronghold where there were two haystacks and several graves. No one came to hang out unless it was time for sacrifices.

They hid two bags of wheat here, weighing almost 120 kilograms.

Da Zhuang: "Enough for you to hold on for two months."

At this time, the grain management office costs [-] cents per pound of wheat, and if you ask for food stamps, the purchase limit is [-] to [-] cents per pound on the black market, depending on the season and situation.

When the situation is good, you can buy it for [-] cents, but when the situation is bad, you can't buy it for [-] cents or even [-] cents.

For rich people, it doesn't matter whether they pay [-] cents or [-] cents for wheat, because the difference between buying a hundred kilograms of wheat is only two yuan.

Yan Kai has money, but no tickets or food. He is willing to pay [-] cents a pound.

For 120 kilograms, he paid 60 yuan.

Da Zhuang agreed, handing over the money and delivering the goods.

With this money, Da Zhuang could afford to ask Lou Yuhui to help buy electronic components to assemble a new radio.

They could have sold the first one to exchange for capital, but the first one was always commemorative and they were reluctant to sell it.