After rebirth, I still experienced a mess

166 Next Year Will Be Even Harder

I don’t know if it’s because of malnutrition, but Haitao and the others never came.

By mid-August, Mao Tongxian and most of his classmates in Xicheng returned to school, saying that the supply in the county canteens was being cut, even more severely than in the city school canteens.

Xiao Wei calmly comforted him: "It's okay. It will definitely get better after the autumn harvest."

Mao Tongxian asked: "Haitao asked me to ask you, when will your batch of seed grain be shipped away?"

Xiao Wei replied angrily: "Why didn't he ask himself?"

Mao Tongxian paused for several seconds and said, "He got a little injured because he went down to the river to save someone."

Xiao Wei looked at Mao Tongxian deeply and said, "It's not worth mentioning that I got hurt a little while saving Yinmei."

Mao Tongxian asked again: "Are you living on campus during this period? Don't you want to go home?"

Xiao Wei was stunned: "What do you mean?"

When he understood what was going on, he uttered the two words "national quintessence" and said nothing else.

It seems that Mao Tongxian already knew about the matter of Dongli Courtyard. But there is nothing to eat there now, are we going to starve?

There is no doubt that Yinmei has spies in the school. There is still a year before graduation. If Haitao comes to find me openly again, is it morally unacceptable?

Thinking of this, Xiao Wei cursed herself for having such wild thoughts: Haitao had never avoided people since he came here, how could he suddenly become timid? Forget it, if he went to Dongli Courtyard, he should know the situation there, and he would definitely come to school immediately.

After lunch, Xiao Wei rode his bike back home.

There were only two or three pounds of bacon left in the fifth jar. I wanted to hold on a little longer, but things always went against my wishes.

The next jar is about to appear. At this rate, we may not even make it to the end of the year. What will we do next year, which is the most critical period?

He let out a long sigh, wrapped it in newspaper, stuffed it into the small cloth bag where he kept his gun, and went to the Dongli courtyard alone.

I first soaked the bacon and pickled plums in a basin, then wiped my body and went to bed for a nap.

Maybe because of the woods and fish ponds, the temperature here was significantly lower than at school and home, and the wind was cool, so Xiao Wei slept very comfortably. If Haitao hadn't arrived as scheduled around four o'clock, she wouldn't have wanted to get up.

Like everyone else, due to nutritional problems, his energy and spirit were compromised. However, Xiao Wei felt excited, a feeling that she had only experienced once before in the temple. She blushed and her heart beat fast unconsciously.

Xiao Wei secretly cursed herself for being useless: This can't really be the so-called love. Just playing with love is fine, playing with love, that's not my style.

Seeing Xiao Wei wash the pickled mustard greens and bacon and put them in the pot, Hai Tao was quite surprised: "You actually saved this?"

"Not much, just a little bit saved." Xiao Wei answered vaguely.

Haitao looked at Xiaowei deeply and said, "You are not going to give away the money from the county, right?"

Xiao Wei nodded: "Yes. In this situation, only a fool would give it away."

Hai Tao shook his head: "What I mean is, you never intended to send it away, right?"

Xiao Wei shook his head: "You're overthinking. Believe it or not, I can just make a phone call and ask them to send a car to pick it up."

Haitao smiled, a very disappointed smile: "You still don't believe me."

Xiao Wei asked back: "What can I trust in you?"

Haitao shook his head self-deprecatingly: "Indeed not."

After the old man went to the cafeteria, Xiao Wei formally said to Hai Tao: "Some things don't need to be asked so clearly, it's best to keep it tacitly."

Haitao nodded: "You are indeed a demon. Tell me clearly how to arrange that thing."

After a pause, Xiao Wei said, "We just don't have enough to eat this year. If we can't keep the autumn harvest, next year will be even harder."

Hai Tao smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Do you think the autumn harvest can be saved? In this situation, the fruits will not be able to mature until they are ripe. It is estimated that it will be difficult to harvest 30% in the end."

Xiao Wei glared at him and said, "I'm not stupid. What I mean is that it's best not to use the little stuff you have this year."

Haitao suddenly asked: "How many more do you have in the countryside?"

Xiao Wei snorted coldly: "More than 10,000 kilograms. But that's only enough to help a small area in an emergency. I have relatives in those villages."

The implication is: Don't count on it.

Haitao naturally expressed his understanding: "You have been so deliberate and made up all kinds of excuses, even turning yourself into a bad person, isn't it just for your relatives and friends?"

Xiao Wei sighed, "Maybe it's not what you think. In fact, I don't know how tense it will be next year."

"I heard that many people have started to suffer from edema due to malnutrition. Maybe it will get better next year."

Xiao Wei said unhappily, "Anyway, I've already given you full responsibility. If you're sure things will get better next year, just lend it out."

"Then tell me about your plan."

Xiao Wei said seriously: "My plan cannot be changed this year. If I really have to change it, I will just repay the favors of those who lent me money. Next month, each person who borrowed money will give 50 kilograms, and the rest must wait until next year."

Haitao nodded: "Next year, when there is a shortage of food, it will indeed be the most difficult."

"Then I will give 50 kilograms to each person who has borrowed money. You can do whatever you want with the rest, but you can only lend it, not sell it. I will just take back my own money. As for the 3,000 yuan, I didn't want it anyway. You can arrange it however you want."

Haitao smiled bitterly: "Do you know how much the prices of soybeans, peanuts and meat have increased on the black market?"

"Two or three times."

"At least five or six times more. The key is that you can't buy it even if you have money."

Xiao Wei certainly understood, and asked with blinking eyes: "It looks like it could be 10 or 20 times more next year. Do you mean I'm going to get rich?"

Haitao couldn't help but jump up and hugged him and kissed him hard, until he heard the old man enter the yard, and then he let go reluctantly.

The old man brought back a portion of corn porridge for Xiao Wei, which could fill at least five or six large blue-rimmed bowls.

Back then, it was normal for me to drink five or six bowls of porridge in one meal. Now I can only drink two bowls at most. It seems that I still have a lot of fat in my stomach. I have to work hard to hold on. I will put off the bacon as much as possible. If I hold on one more day now, I will enjoy it one more day next year.

The old man was very conscious and didn't say much. He put down the porridge and pickles and went back to his room. It was really not easy to do this under such circumstances.

Xiao Wei has always been indifferent to the old man, treating him with respect like a guest.

There was no need to look after the fish pond, and Biyu's family was next door. Judging from the relationship, Biyu's parents could be asked to look after the gate, and there was no need for the old man at all.

But Xiao Wei still wanted to keep the old man, not only to help clean up the yard, but also to live in a stable place.

The bacon was ready, but the old man refused to come, so he sent four slices and a bowl of porridge. Then he sent another bowl of bacon and a bowl of pickled mustard greens to the neighbors.

After eating and washing, they sat in the main room to drink tea, and the atmosphere naturally became ambiguous.

The two of them had just changed into simple sleeping clothes, and spring scenery was everywhere.

I want to talk but I don’t know what to talk about, and it feels like anything I say will be redundant.

Facing Xiao Wei's playful eyes, Hai Tao was even more at a loss. He consciously moved the light to Gui Xiu's room, but was stopped by Xiao Wei: "You've come this far, do you want to back out?"

Haitao hugged her and kissed her hard: "Give me a little more time. Okay."

Xiao Wei said nothing, and ran into the opposite room angrily, slamming the door shut.