Siheyuan: I am different He Yuzhu

As a result, the next day, Jia Xudong had not returned from get off work yet, and naturally he was unable to tell Jia Zhang the news he had found out. But unexpectedly, Jia Zhang actually learned the truth that she had always wanted to know in advance at the intelligence exchange center in the courtyard!

At that time, Auntie Yang Suhua's face was filled with uncontrollable excitement, and she shouted loudly: "Hey, neighbors, I have something earth-shattering to tell you! Do you remember that a commune was established in the countryside some time ago?"

"Everyone knows this! Aunt Zhang even went back to her hometown to taste the big pot meals organized by the commune for several days! What's going on, Aunt Zhang, please stop keeping us in suspense!" One of the neighbors couldn't help but get curious and interrupted to ask.

Seeing this, Auntie Yang Suhua pretended to be mysterious and lowered her voice and said, "What I'm talking about is closely related to this commune! Last night, my old man came back and told me that from now on, the commune will begin to implement a collective labor system! Everyone in every household must actively participate in the labor! Moreover, the various brigades under the commune will be responsible for carefully counting everyone's labor status, and then assigning corresponding work points according to different jobs! When the grain harvest comes next year, the grain will be distributed according to these work points! By then, the countryside will be the same as the factories in the city."

Hearing this, everyone was shocked, and someone couldn't help but ask: "Then...what if someone is unwilling to participate in the labor?"

Auntie Yang Suhua snorted and answered decisively: "Humph! If anyone dares not to participate in the labor, then forget about getting a single work point, and naturally won't be eligible for a single grain of food!"

After Third Aunt Yang Suhua finished speaking, everyone looked at Jia Zhang who was sitting in the corner. Jia Zhang suddenly felt uncomfortable being stared at by everyone and said, "Why are you looking at me? Although I have a rural household registration, I will not go back to work. I have to help Huairu take care of the children."

"Ms. Jia Zhang, we all sympathize with you. From now on, your brothers from your mother's side will not be able to send food to your family. Your family can only rely on your son Jia Xudong's more than 5 kilograms of food rations every month. Your family now has five people! How are you going to live in the future?" Third Aunt Yang Suhua said bluntly, and deliberately made a "tsk tsk tsk..." sound after she finished speaking.

After hearing what Third Aunt Yang Suhua said, Jia Zhang's heart skipped a beat, but she still said unyieldingly: "So what if it's just one person's food ration? We can go to the grain store and buy food without tickets. It's just a little more expensive. I can afford it with my son's salary." After saying that, Jia Zhang turned around and walked home with a proud look on her face.

Looking at Jia Zhang's back, Third Aunt Yang Suhua spat, "This Jia Zhang is a cooked duck, only the mouth is still stubborn. The good days of her family are over, and she will suffer in the future. When the street office was counting the household registration, she was so smart that she didn't want to give up the land in her rural hometown and insisted on having a rural household registration. Now she is dumbfounded."

"That's right. Third Aunt is right. I remember that Jia Zhang used to brag about finding a rural wife for her son. She said that the family had land and could get some food rations every year, which was better than having a daughter with city household registration but no job. But it's only been less than seven years, and she's reaping the consequences." Another woman continued.

When Jia Zhang returned home, Qin Huairu saw that Jia Zhang looked pale and as if she had lost her parents. She couldn't help but ask with concern, "Mom, didn't you go to chat with the neighbors in the yard? You were fine when you went there, why do you look so bad all of a sudden?"

"Oh, just now I heard Yan Bugui's wife in the yard say that the countryside will be the same as what you said yesterday, and our land will be gone." After saying that, Jia Zhang slumped in the chair.

"Mom, don't be sad. We have lost our land, but doesn't Xudong work in a steel factory? As long as we save a little, we can still get by." Qin Huairu hurriedly comforted Jia Zhang.

"Huai Ru, from now on our family will rely on Xudong alone for food and chores. Except for Xudong, everyone in our family has agricultural household registration. Alas, if I had known earlier when we determined the household registration, I would have changed everyone's household registration to urban household registration. Unfortunately, it's too late now." Jia Zhang said with a look of regret.

"Mom, as long as you have money you can still buy food. You forgot that there is a place where you don't need a ticket to buy food. Besides, the money we earn from selling eggs every month is enough to buy dozens of kilograms of food. This is no different from having food rations."

After hearing what Qin Huairu said, Jia Zhang felt better. Yes, how could she forget the money she earned from selling eggs every month? As long as she saved money in the future, she could definitely make ends meet. If that didn't work, she could ask that person for more eggs, so that she could make more money. Thinking of this, Jia Zhang's eyes lit up again. Unfortunately, man proposes, God disposes. Jia Zhang's wishful thinking was destined to fail. Next year, He Yuzhu would stop selling eggs to everyone in the courtyard, and their good days would be over.

In the Red Star Steel Plant, Jia Xudong looked for his colleagues from the countryside, hoping to get some news about their hometown from them. After some effort, he finally found a few fellow villagers and asked them about the recent situation in the countryside.

These colleagues said that the rural areas were indeed about to launch large-scale collective labor. However, Jia Xudong still had doubts and was unwilling to give up. So he immediately went to find other colleagues who were also from the countryside, hoping to get different answers. Unfortunately, no matter how he asked, the answer he got was always the same - the rural areas were about to implement collective labor.

When this exact news reached Jia Xudong's ears, it was like a bolt from the blue, and he instantly fell into deep worry. Because he knew clearly that if he lost the continuous supply of food from the countryside in the future, his family would face a huge food shortage of nearly 100 kilograms per month! Such a huge amount is simply unbearable for an ordinary family.

At this moment, Jia Xudong's face was full of worry, and Yi Zhonghai happened to see his worried look. Yi Zhonghai was concerned, and hurried forward and asked softly: "Xudong, did you encounter any difficult problems? You look so worried!"

Seeing his master's concern, Jia Xudong told Yi Zhonghai everything about his family's current predicament. At the end, he couldn't help but lament, "Master, tell me, what are we going to do in the future? We can't live like this anymore!"

"Xudong, please don't have those wild thoughts! I understand your worries, but things will get better slowly. Don't be distracted when you're working, otherwise problems will easily arise. In the future, I will give you all the extra food coupons in my house. Then, you can go to the pigeon market and look around carefully. I believe you will be able to get most of the food together." Yi Zhonghai comforted Jia Xudong earnestly, his eyes full of concern.

Hearing the heartwarming words from his master, Jia Xudong was deeply moved, his eyes slightly moist. He held Yi Zhonghai's hand tightly and said excitedly: "Thank you, Master!"