It's so hard, I'm dressed like a group favorite in the 1960s

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this is really unbearable to watch!" The two people didn't know that everyone in the room was lying down, looking out the window. They sighed in tacit understanding.

It seems that gossip is engraved in the bones, whether men or women.

After gossiping, the family slept for more than two hours and didn’t get up until almost seven o’clock.

After getting up, I enjoyed Jiang Junjun's breakfast service, which was really comfortable.

"Sister, I think you can be more nervous in the future, and then you can get up early every day."

"Snapped……"

"Oh, you actually murdered your own brother. You're committing treason, do you know that?"

Jiang Langfeng covered his head which was hurt by Jiang Junjun.

"I'm trying to make you sober up and have a complete understanding of yourself. You don't know who is the big and small king, right?" Jiang Junjun looked at her beloved little brother coldly. He was so proud that he lost himself, so she gave him a sobering loving caress.

"Big brother, second brother, bring the money and notebooks with you and we'll go distribute the food and money to everyone.

After the division, we have to start preparing for rabbit breeding. We can’t wait any longer because it’s getting cold now.

Jiang Junjun, you should implement your greenhouse idea as soon as possible. Don't just think about it every day without taking any action.

I've boasted so much about you, don't let it get out of hand, or I'll be so embarrassed."

Jiang Junjun was playing with her two brothers when she heard her grandfather pour a basin of cold water on her, which made her have a clear understanding of herself.

Grandpa Jiang was actually thinking that his granddaughter was probably too idle and had a tight schedule, so he should find something to do quickly.

After breakfast, the family started to go about their own business.

Jiang Junjun, Grandma Jiang, Aunt Wang Pandi, and Lin Ailin were preparing food at home, while Fang Yanjin ran up the mountain carrying the food.

"Hey Hey hey……

After breakfast, everyone rushed to the threshing ground to gather. The brigade headquarters here began to distribute the grain we harvested this autumn, as well as money.

When you are at home, calculate your work points and other things.

Don't waste everyone's time by shouting that it's wrong."

Grandpa Jiang always says something like this every year when distributing money and grain to prevent some people from thinking in ways they shouldn’t.

As Grandpa Jiang finished speaking on the loudspeaker, several people from every household in the village rushed out to gather at the threshing ground. They were going to distribute the grain, so everyone brought their own tools: carts, bags, whatever they could use.

Suddenly the threshing ground became extremely lively. The weather was still a little cool at that time, but everyone was talking and laughing, and especially they were very excited, so they didn't feel cold at all.

"Oh, our village has a good grain harvest this year. We should be able to have a bumper harvest this year, and every household can get more."

The uncles and aunts have already started discussing it.

"My son is old enough this year and can earn six or seven centimeters. My family will get a little more money this year, so I can buy some cotton and make thick clothes for everyone in the family. These clothes are so stiff that they've been worn for several years and they're no longer warm even after washing."

"That's right. Even though the food we receive each year is enough to eat, we don't dare to eat too much. We're afraid that if we're not careful, we'll end up in a famine like we did a few years ago.

Fortunately, although we can only cultivate the land and harvest food for one season in the north, there is nothing to do in winter, and every household can eat two meals a day. If they had to eat three meals a day, how could they survive? "

"Be quiet. Now I'm going to read out the total number of work points for each household, the weight of grain they were allocated, and the amount of money they received this year. Before leaving, everyone must check the amounts and put the money and grain away..."

"Oh my goodness! This year, my family got 35 yuan more than last year. That's more than a worker's monthly salary."

This is true. In this era, everyone's salary is generally not very high, unlike Jiang Junjun in later generations.

"After I get the food and money, I'll be back soon. I have something to announce."

For a moment, the threshing ground was filled with everyone's joyful voices.

"Dad, this is too lively."

It was also at this time that Mr. Fang and his companions arrived at Qunshan Village.

It was also a good opportunity to experience the joy of farmers' harvest.

"Who knows dishes on the menu, A Journey."

"Usually, people only know how to eat and wonder whether the rice in the bowl is fragrant or not, but they never know who collected the rice." When he was young, Mr. Fang was also the strong laborer of the family. But now that he is old and still in Kyoto, and in his current position, he can't do what he wants.

If he were just an ordinary old man at home, he would definitely build a small yard and plant a small garden, working from sunrise to sunset every day.

"Dad, why does your tone sound so regretful?" Fang's mother, Li Na, looked at her father-in-law, wondering what the old man was thinking of.

"It's still better here. Look at the expressions on everyone's faces. You don't see the calculating and calculating nature of Beijing." Li Na liked it more and more. She didn't know if she could stay here forever.

Old Master Fang, looking at his daughter-in-law, knew what she was thinking. It was truly a fantasy. Despite her carefree nature, she was a true daughter of a wealthy family. She had never suffered any hardship since she was a child. She had never done any of the work in the village.

"Captain, look, there's a jeep coming." Liu Qian, the village accountant, saw the car and said to Grandpa Jiang next to him.

When Grandpa Jiang heard this, he knew that these were probably not relatives, but they were coming.

"Oh, isn't that right?" Grandpa Jiang had a good eye. The man in the passenger seat looked a bit like Fang Yanjin, so he was probably the kid's uncle.

Grandpa Jiang moved his legs and called his two sons to go forward.

Fang Zheng, who was in the car, saw it and quickly asked the driver to stop.

The two groups of people just stopped at the threshing ground, staring at each other.

"Hey. Is this the elder brother from the Fang family?

I didn't expect you to come so early. Yan Jin went up the mountain. He said you should arrive at noon or tonight."

"Haha, bro, it's us, we're here to bother you. We didn't expect the journey to be so smooth, so we arrived early. The main reason is that we were anxious.

I wanted to see you all sooner, and I've been saying I'd come for a while, but I've been putting it off until now."

Mr. Fang, without any airs, quickly got out of the car and met Grandpa Jiang, and the two shook hands.