Away from the big book, the educated youth became the village favorite by running errands

Jiang Jingcheng didn't give the money from selling the wild boar to Song Shuangshuang, because he heard Tan Anjing outside the yard. Another thing was that he had other thoughts.

"I'm going to go back first. I'll come back to give you the money in the evening. I forgot to bring it just now."

"Okay, then I'll trouble you."

Song Shuangshuang didn't care. He had saved her and helped them deal with the wild boar. The three of them were not in a hurry to use the money, so they could just give it to her at night. The man couldn't run away, so it didn't matter if they didn't give her and Song Youlin their share.

Seeing that Jiang Jingcheng was still not leaving, Song Shuangshuang asked, "Is there anything else?"

"It's okay, just don't go up the mountain at night recently. It's dangerous." Jiang Jingcheng was worried that Song Shuangshuang would go up the mountain again.

"I know." She never dared to go there at night again. It was too scary. She almost lost her life.

Because they didn't know when Jiang Jingcheng would come over in the evening, Song Shuangshuang asked them to go back after dinner. When He Feiyang left, Song Youlin whispered to him to wait until Tan Anjing came home before coming over.

At about 7 o'clock, Jiang Jingcheng came with the money.

"The wild boar was sold for 140 yuan. These two portions of money are yours." Jiang Jingcheng took out two stacks of money from his pocket and gave them to Song Shuangshuang and He Feiyang respectively. Then he said to He Feiyang, "I exchanged Uncle Wen's portion for cotton. There is still some left. Can you give it to him?"

Jiang Jingcheng felt that he should go to the cowshed less often recently.

He Feiyang took the money that belonged to Wen Zicheng and said that he would find a chance to deliver it.

A few days later, Jiangjia Village notified that grain distribution would begin the next day.

Song Shuangshuang and the other two asked He Feiyang what the order of grain distribution was in Jiangjia Village, and told them to wait until the time was right before lining up. She didn't want to go and line up early and then wait for a long time before her turn came.

"Usually, the villagers get the food first, and the educated youth get their turn only after all the villagers have received it. The educated youth earn little work points, and they mostly exchange them for coarse grains to fill their stomachs. Do you plan to pay back half of the food the village lent you this year? You have to pay it back in the next two years. I paid back half last year and also spent money to buy some food, otherwise I wouldn't have enough to eat."

It took He Feiyang a long time to adapt to earning 8 or 9 work points a day.

If he hadn't brought the money he saved when he went to the countryside, he would have gone hungry this year.

“If you have extra money, you can use this year’s work points to pay back part of it, and then spend money to buy some food, so that you will have less pressure next year.

Otherwise, you will only think about the debts, and you won't get much grain next year. The village has lent you a lot of grain, enough to last until the spring. If you buy some more, it will be enough to last until the grain is distributed."

He Feiyang made this suggestion because he knew that the brother and sister had sufficient funds.

If Gao Wenyuan and Bai Lingling were asked to pay more this year, they would have to tighten their necks and only eat one meal a day during the winter. Otherwise, they would have nothing to eat during the autumn harvest.

Song Shuangshuang also planned so. She didn't like to be in debt. In modern times, she basically didn't use Huabei, as she felt it was too troublesome to pay off the debt every month.

Just spend as much money as you have, why spend it in advance?

"Okay, then I'll go get the food later. We can go up the mountain again while the villagers are lining up to get the food."

During this period, the firewood on the mountainside was almost gone, so they had to go deeper.

"Okay, when you get the food, do you plan to carry it back by yourself? Or do you plan to borrow a cart from the Guan family? Excluding the food that the villagers lend you, you will have to bring back a lot." He Feiyang remembered that Song Shuangshuang had borrowed a cart from others to get food before.

"I plan to modify this small cart and make it wider, so that I can use it to transport food.

I won’t bother Aunt Chang anymore.”

If she went to Aunt Chang, she would definitely lend it to her without hesitation. But she thought that Aunt Chang's family also had several people, and the food they shared must be much more than theirs, and they might have to haul it several times, so she didn't bother her.

And given Aunt Chang's personality, she might have to ask Guan Jianjun to send a cart over and then help them send the food back.

Forget it, she has a cart.

If all else fails, ask Aunt Chang to borrow a car.

He Feiyang looked at Song Shuangshuang's cart. He thought that he could just put a long board on the cart and pile the food on it. One person would pull the cart while another would support it and push it from behind. It shouldn't be too difficult.

"When the time comes, call Tan Anjing, and let's bring back the food together. Two people will take turns to bring it back."

Tan Anjing must not be left out of this matter.

On the day of grain distribution, Song Shuangshuang did not go to the threshing ground in the morning. She only took a look when she came down from the mountain at noon.

I knew what was going on after taking a look at it.

She can still take a nap at noon, so it will be in time to go after she wakes up.

So Song Shuangshuang told Song Youlin to sleep at home without worrying.

As a result, they slept soundly and were only woken up by He Feiyang and Tan Anjing knocking on the door.

"Hey, you two are really careless. You even slept at home. Aren't you afraid that the captain and the others will be angry if you go in late?"

He Feiyang felt a little helpless. He had never seen anyone who was not in a hurry to get food.

Song Shuangshuang put on some old clothes, took the big sack she had made earlier, and said, "I went to see it at noon, and there were still quite a few people. If you go too early, you will have to wait in line. At worst, you can be the last one to get it.

Anyway, I plan to use all the work points I earn this year to pay off my debts. I have to buy food anyway, so I’m not in a hurry.”

Song Shuangshuang spoke with confidence, leaving Tan Anjing confused.

Tan Anjing was not present during the previous conversation and had no idea what Song Shuangshuang meant.

"Ah? What?" Tan Anjing looked really confused.

Song Shuangshuang told Tan Anjing what He Feiyang said that day. After listening, Tan Anjing said that she would do the same as Song Shuangshuang.

Song Shuangshuang: "..."

No, girl, don't copy her. Her style is not suitable for everyone.

So Song Shuangshuang tactfully asked Tan Anjing whether she was well off. If not, she could pay back less first and work harder to earn more work points next year.

There was no one else present, and Tan Anjing did not hide it. She said that her father had sent her a lot of money and bills before building the house, and asked her not to treat herself badly, and to tell her family if she ran out of money. Her brother also gave her a lot, which was enough.

Song Shuangshuang felt relieved when she heard that Tan Anjing was rich.

She was afraid that this silly girl would learn everything from her and then wouldn’t even have enough to eat.

Song Shuangshuang's cart was still used to transport firewood in the morning, and it had not been modified. He Feiyang asked Song Shuangshuang and Tan Anjing to go to the threshing ground to line up first, and he and Song Youlin would go find them after they finished modifying the cart.

"Okay then. Don't forget to bring some extra twine with you so you don't get stuck when the time comes."

"Got it my sister, go get in line."

Song Shuangshuang snorted, and went out with Tan Anjing, carrying the sack. In case Song Youlin forgot, Song Shuangshuang went back and took some hemp ropes.

When Song Shuangshuang arrived at the threshing ground, there were not many people left. There were only a few villagers and other educated youth waiting in line.

She was the last one to arrive...