Rebirth 1979: Marrying a poor girl at the beginning

"Want to cheat?"

"The Wei family has already taken responsibility, and now it's your turn, but you are trying to shirk your responsibilities. Why?"

"Kill this bunch of evildoers!"

Zhang Shuqin's words completely ignited the powder keg. Wei Shanhu's clansmen immediately started howling and wanted to skin Lin Zhengjun's family alive.

"Everyone calm down. My family will definitely return the 200 kilograms of wheat, but you have to give us half a month!"

Lin Zhengjun stepped forward, patted his chest and said loudly: "I can issue a military order and write a letter of guarantee. If we are still not there in half a month, I will pay you with my life!"

Wei Shanhu sneered contemptuously: "How can you get 200 kilograms of wheat seeds with only three work points? You don't have the final say, let your father have the final say!"

Everyone burst into laughter.

In the eyes of everyone, this kid is just a fool who doesn't know his place. How could you produce 200 kilograms of wheat seeds by magic?

"Why do we want your life? We want wheat seeds!" someone shouted.

"Yes, compensate for the wheat seeds immediately, otherwise we will beat you to death!" Someone immediately echoed.

Lin Zhengjun said calmly: "If you want wheat seeds, you have to wait for us to lend them slowly. If you want to kill me, then do it. I can only lose my wheat and my life!"

Zhang Shuqin pulled Lin Zhengjun back and said anxiously, "Zhengjun, don't say anything. How can we suffer this loss?!"

Lin Zhengjun smiled calmly and said, "Mom, don't worry. How do you know that you will definitely suffer a loss? Maybe you can even make money!"

"Are you crazy? You're still making money. I saw the malt, it's an inch long. Pigs won't eat it. Don't be stupid." Zhang Shuqin glared at her son fiercely.

"Sanhuai, please tell me the truth!"

"Your son has committed a crime. As a father, you have to make the decision. What should be done about this matter? There must be an explanation!"

Everyone's eyes were focused on Lin Sanhuai.

Lin Sanhuai threw the cigarette butt on the ground, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll take the responsibility!"

"Dad, you are so confused!" Zhang Shuqin was so anxious that she stamped her feet and almost cried.

"Don't say that. We are poor, but we are poor with dignity!"

Lin Sanhuai said stubbornly: "Looking back three generations, our family has never done anything to make people criticize us! Even if we borrow money, even if we sell everything we have, we will pay back the wheat seeds!"

"Okay! Half a month is fine!"

"If they can't pay it back by then, tear down their house!"

"His family has a few thatched houses without even a brick. What's the point of demolishing them?"

"This is so unlucky..."

No one asked Lin Zhengjun to write a letter of guarantee. Some people made harsh remarks, some whispered to each other, and the crowd gradually dispersed with mixed feelings.

Calm returned to the brigade headquarters.

Lin Bingde gave Lin Sanhuai a cigarette and sighed apologetically, "Hey, brother Sanhuai, look at what happened. I'm so sorry..."

Lin Sanhuai lit up a cigarette with shaking hands and said with a wry smile: "Secretary, this is not your fault. It's also Zhengjun's fault for being careless. It was fortunate that you stopped him just now, otherwise we would have let the Wei family beat us up!"

Zhang Shuqin burst into tears and said helplessly, "Sanhuai, 200 kilograms of wheat, where can we borrow it..."

Lin Sanhuai sighed, smoked in silence, and was at a loss as to what to do.

Lin Zhengjun smiled and said, "Secretary, we promised to compensate for the wheat seeds, so the sprouted wheat should belong to us, right?"

"What do you want that for?!"

Lin Bingde looked at Lin Zhengjun in surprise and said, "Are you planning to feed the pigs? Sure, I'll give it all to you. Take it home with the cart now!"

Wei Shanbao shouted: "Then we have to take him home too!"

"Okay, the same goes for your family. Each family gets half, and no one will let you suffer any loss!" said Lin Bingde.

The sprouted wheat seeds were divided into two equal parts. Lin Sanhuai and Zhang Shuqin became annoyed when they saw Wei Shanhu's family. They didn't want to stay with them at all, so they immediately pulled the sprouted wheat back home on a cart.

Lin Zhengjun and Tang Xiaofu were about to leave.

Wei Shanhu's wife rolled her eyes, walked over and said, "Zhengjun, how about selling you our sprouted wheat?"

Wei Shanhu's wife is quite pretty, likes to show up in public, is eloquent, and is currently serving as the women's director of the brigade.

Lin Zhengjun remembered that her name was He Fengying, and her nickname was "Da Mingbai".

In the countryside, names may be randomly chosen, but nicknames will never be wrong.

This woman has always been thrifty and has never suffered any loss. Wei Shanhu relied on her advice to get all the benefits and advantages.

This woman wants to plot against me!

Lin Zhengjun sneered in his heart, glanced at his wheat, and asked, "How much do you want to sell it for?"

He Fengying turned the wheat over and said with a smile: "You can see that the wheat in our house is soaked on the surface and the malt has grown quite long. It is indeed inedible!"

"But the wheat underneath has just sprouted. It can be dried and ground into flour. We have about 120 kilograms of wheat that can be ground into flour!"

"Now the price of wheat sold back by our commune grain station is 19 yuan, which is a total of yuan. What do you think?"

"It's already sprouted, and you're still selling it for 19 yuan? What the hell do you want? 9 yuan, not a penny more, you can sell it to me or not! Moreover, all the other malt must belong to me!" Lin Zhengjun said.

In fact, what he wants is malt, and the condition of the germination of the wheat has no effect at all.

Buying from the Wei family is much cheaper than buying returned grain from the grain station. If you don’t take advantage of the bargain, you’re a bastard!

The Wei Shanhu brothers looked at each other, their eyes full of ridicule, and they almost laughed out loud. What are you going to do with the sprouted wheat?

The food used to feed pigs is not valuable!

"Sure! The sprouts are too long and can't be eaten anyway, so I'll give them all to you! Where's the money?" He Fengying said with a smile.

Lin Zhengjun had no money and Tang Xiaofu didn't have any on her either, so the scene was very awkward for a while.

Lin Bingde couldn't stand it anymore, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Zhengjun, don't be stupid. You can't buy it. It's not worth it. You don't need grain to feed the pigs, you can cut grass for them! He Fengying, don't cheat him. You are a brigade cadre, you have to be aware of it!"

These days, every household raises pigs, but they are not allowed to buy and sell them privately; they must sell them to the commune’s pig station.

Every year, Qingshan Commune assigns live pig sales tasks to each brigade in accordance with the requirements of its superiors. By the end of the year, the average household is required to sell a 100-pound pig according to the standard.

How much grain is needed to feed a big pig? In this day and age, people don’t have grain to eat, so how can there be food for pigs? We can only feed them with grass.

Pigs were often raised to be skinny and bony. When it was time to deliver the pigs at the end of the year, if they were not weighing enough, part of the members’ food rations would be deducted, or they would have to make up the difference the following year.

"Secretary, look at what you said. Our business is entirely voluntary and we each get what we need. How could you cheat him?" He Fengying said angrily.

Seeing Lin Bingde's anxious look, Lin Zhengjun couldn't explain it, so he smiled and said, "Secretary, thank you for your kindness, but this is a private matter between me and the Wei family, so don't worry about it!"

"You..." Now that things have come to this, what else does Lin Bingde have to say? He can only curse inwardly as a prodigal son!

Tang Xiaofu, however, had an inexplicable trust in Lin Zhengjun, and said softly, "Zhengjun, how about you wait for me while I go to the educated youth camp to get the money?"

"Need not."

Lin Zhengjun walked into the brigade office, found a pen and paper, quickly wrote out an IOU, and said, "It's ok to write an IOU. If you can't pay back the 9 yuan by the end of the month, I'll give you my pig as compensation!"

"Okay, okay, don't regret it. It's all yours. Take it home!"

He Fengying snatched the IOU, and then the family ran away.

Seeing the Wei family members smiling happily, as if they had made a great bargain, Lin Zhengjun's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.

When I make a lot of money with these malts, you will realize that the clown is actually me!

"Secretary, I'm home!"

Lin Zhengjun did not explain too much to Lin Bingde. He pulled a cart of sprouted wheat and rushed home, while Tang Xiaofu pushed the cart hard from behind.