Fast-forward to the era of cannon fodder

"Who is it?" He threw down his clothes and walked out. When he saw it was He Hongyu, he was very surprised. "He Zhiqing, why did you come to my house? What do you want to talk to me about?"

"Well, I have something I want to ask Brother Chen for help." He Hongyu's cheeks were flushed, and she was very shy. "Brother Chen, won't you let me go into the house to talk?"

"Ah, this... please come in."

Chen Shengjun seemed very nervous, like a young boy who had never seen a woman before. He rubbed his hands and asked, "He Zhiqing, would you like some water? I...I'll go get you a glass of water."

"No, Brother Chen, I'm not thirsty."

After He Hongyu entered the house, she saw that it was relatively clean, so she secretly breathed a sigh of relief and asked with a smile, "Brother Chen, are you washing clothes?"

"Ah, yes... yes." Chen Shengjun pulled down his sleeves awkwardly, "My mother and my sister-in-law went to the square to collect food. I only had a few clothes, so I washed them myself."

He Hongyu immediately looked distressed, "This is a woman's job, how can you, a grown man, do it? Brother Chen, let me help you wash it."

In this way, He Hongyu successfully stayed in the Chen family and developed feelings with Chen Shengjun.

"Host, host, He Hongyu sneaked into Chen's house and was busy washing clothes for Chen Shengjun. Chen Shengjun also had some ideas about He Hongyu." 007 shouted excitedly.

It was Feng Dasheng's turn to receive the food, and Yuanchun was helping to carry it. Suddenly, 007's loud shouting caused her hand to slip, and the rice bag fell to the ground. Yuanchun was so angry that she yelled at him with her mind, "Can't you see I'm working? Can't you keep your voice down? Fortunately, the mouth of the rice bag is tied tightly, otherwise the rice would have leaked out and I would have crushed you."

"Host, I'm excited." 007 shrank back, "This scumbag and bitch finally got together, doesn't the host want to do something?"

"doing what?"

Yuanchun was stunned for a moment, then asked, "007, can I buy on credit at your mall?"

007:"……"

It asked cautiously, "Host, what do you want to buy?"

"Of course it's good stuff that can make scumbags and bitches happy. Just tell me whether you will give it to me on credit or not."

The fierce voice frightened 007 so much that he dared not say no, so he had to give her a bottle of powder on credit. "Host, after completing the task, you must remember to pay me back five points first."

Wow, I didn’t earn a single point, but lost five points.

What kind of demon host is it bound to?

Yuanchun hummed impatiently, "I see. Your host is not a deadbeat who won't pay his debts."

The Feng family had ten strong laborers and five weak laborers. Their annual work points were exchanged for 1,000 kilograms of coarse grains, 300 kilograms of fine grains, 500 kilograms of sweet potatoes, 300 kilograms of cabbage, and 35 yuan.

The Feng family borrowed a flatbed cart from the brigade and it took them six or seven trips back and forth to finish the work.

Even though over a thousand kilograms of grain seemed like a lot, the Feng family was large and fifteen people only received an average of three ounces of grain a day, which was just enough for them to have porridge every meal and eat half full.

People with big appetites can’t even eat half full.

After putting the grain into the cellar, Grandma Feng smiled happily and said, "Fortunately, the sweet potatoes in our private plot grew well this year, and we added manure later, so we can get a lot more grain. Otherwise, if we rely on the grain distributed by the team, we will go hungry again next summer."

Feng Dasheng said, "Mom, let's dig up our sweet potatoes early. I'm always worried about leaving them in the field."

There are a few dishonest people in the village who like to dig up sweet potatoes from other people's homes in the middle of the night. His house has been dug up twice.

Once someone dug up a bunch of sweet potatoes.

Half a bunch of potatoes were dug up at one time.

"Then we'll go dig early tomorrow morning. Everyone should get up early tomorrow morning. Chunli and Yuanzhen will stay at home to make breakfast. Dasheng, go ask Laoqi for leave later. No one in our family will go to work tomorrow."

"Okay, Mom, I'll go tell Old Seven right away."

Feng Dasheng left happily.

As soon as I went out, I saw a lot of people running towards the back of the village.