Daily life of female supporting actresses in the 1970s

The team leader roared even more impatiently, "There was a great flood in 1969, and the wheat and soybean harvests were completely wiped out. Our entire village had to rely on credit for grain sales. How many educated youth came with you back then? Did we ever let you starve for food? Did we ever let you figure out a solution on your own? Did we ever let the older educated youth subsidize the newer ones? Back then, our village ate whole-grain noodles every day, and all we gave you was corn! Your words are truly chilling!"

The team leader was not exaggerating when he said this. He is indeed a good team leader.

He just has a bad temper, doesn't give face to his superiors, and doesn't care about the villagers.

In principle, my leader can take my life, but it is impossible for him to ask me to pay more public grain.

In the village, if you don't work hard or slack off, you will be yelled at by your own parents.

Shanshui Village distributes 360 kilograms of food per person, and almost every year it only consists of wheat, sorghum, and corn. There are really not many brigades like this.

Things like sweet potatoes, potatoes, buckwheat, rice beans, etc. were all distributed, but they were not counted in the per capita rations.

The stipulated two mu of private land per person, the team leader can always allocate 0.23 mu more. Don't underestimate these dozen or so flat lands, the vegetables grown there are more than enough for one person to eat.

So everyone loves and hates him, but he has been in office for twelve years, and people only used coarse grains as food for one or two years, and those were during floods.

One of those years was 1969. Just as the wheat harvest was about to begin, a heavy rain soaked all the wheat, and neither soybeans nor rice beans were harvested. Less than one-third of the corn and sorghum harvest was achieved, and the production of sweet potatoes and potatoes also decreased.

Since the public grain tax was not paid, they could only eat the returned grain, but since they had no money, they had to sell the grain on credit.

As for why there was no money to pay, the captain's original words were: "You haven't paid us enough for purchasing our surplus grain, so how can we buy food?"

However, we had to wait for the returned grain, and the quantity was not enough. When the educated youth came before the wheat harvest in 1970, every household in the village had no food and could only eat coarse grains.

Thinking of the 125 yuan resettlement fee, the village cadres discussed it and reluctantly lent the new educated youth corn grits.

The multi-grain noodles here are not multi-grain noodles, but multi-grain noodles made from dried sweet potatoes, dried potatoes, dried wild vegetables, etc.

Lin Shaoyang quickly apologized: "I know you are good. When we first came here, we didn't know anything. It was all thanks to the help and guidance of the villagers and you that we were able to settle down in the countryside and take care of ourselves.

But you all know Lin Xiaomei's mouth. She says whatever she wants and then acts as if nothing happened.

Look at Jiang Yanqiu. She pushed her to such a state that she almost died, yet she's still chatting and laughing with others. Don't bother with her. If you bother with her, you'll only be the one who suffers, right? "

Village Chief Zhao felt much more relieved after hearing what Lin Shaoyang said. He waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright. As long as you understand our intentions, go back and get your food. Don't delay your work tomorrow. Next time you borrow food, your work points will be deducted!"

Secretary Zhao didn't want to make a big fuss. If he continued to get angry with two little girls who were a dozen years younger than him, it would seem that he was narrow-minded. He was afraid that he would become a laughing stock.

Moreover, those who came this time were all people with connections, and they were all children of cadres, so they didn't lack these 30 kilograms of food.

The other three are local people, and he, a small village chief, is not someone he can afford to offend.

Just knock it a little bit and it will work.

Lin Shaoyang also breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'm sorry to bother you. By the way, we are hosting a welcome party for the new educated youth. Some leaders should come and have a chat."

Village Chief Zhao refused directly, saying, "You guys eat your own food. You wouldn't feel comfortable if we came. We couldn't eat when we saw Lin Xiaomei. Don't drink. The commune announced today that the wheat harvest might be brought forward."

Lin Shao said in surprise: "What's wrong? Isn't it still a week before the collection?"

Grain cannot be harvested casually. If it is harvested a few days early, the quality will still be much lower than normal.

The captain said worriedly, "The weather forecast says there will be a storm. We are waiting for news now. Let's go back quickly."

"Thank you for your hard work."

The food for the new educated youth was packed in advance, also 30 kilograms of corn bran.

When they were about to leave, Accountant Li said, "Lin Shaoyang, tell Lin Xiaomei that if she still wants to get first-class work points for food, she needs to work harder. She's been here for so many years, and now she can't even compete with Jiang Yanqiu."

"Ok."

Lin Shaoyang knew that this was a warning to Lin Xiaomei, but he didn't know what to say. It was their own fault for being so self-righteous.

The village cadres with the most say are Village Chief Zhao, Team Leader Tian and Accountant Li, and all three have different personalities.

Village chief Zhao likes to smooth things over when handling matters and not offend anyone.

When the captain handles things, he doesn't care who is right or wrong. As long as there is no killing or arson, the hardworking and capable person is right.

Accountant Li also doesn't care who is right or wrong, as long as there is no killing or arson, the locals are right.

He had long been dissatisfied with Lin Xiaomei getting first-class work points, and now he had the opportunity to avoid criticizing Lin Xiaomei.

A group of people walked back. Everyone was relieved to see them carrying food back. They were really worried that the village would not lend them food.

Especially Lin Xiaomei and Qiao Lei, the fact that the village was able to borrow food showed that they didn't really care about what they said at noon.

Lin Shaoyang did not give Lin Xiaomei and Qiao Lei any face. He explained the whole story and warned everyone implicitly in his words.

They can do whatever they want, but they must not cause any trouble to the educated youth site.

Lin Xiaomei and Qiao Lei both felt a little guilty. They were too impulsive at noon and not only offended Village Chief Zhao, but also all the village cadres.

Lin Shaoyang looked at the two of them, sighed helplessly, and said to Lin Xiaomei, "Lin Xiaomei, Accountant Li said that if you still want to get the first-class work points for grain, you have to work harder. Otherwise, even if the village agrees, the villagers will not agree."

"know."

Lin Xiaomei was as timid as she was at noon. She lowered her head and didn't look at anyone like a frightened quail.

But everyone still enjoyed dinner: luncheon meat with lettuce, beef stew with potatoes, braised pork with radish, stir-fried bacon with garlic sprouts, stir-fried green peppers with pickled mustard greens, minced meat and eggs, a pot of stew, and extra rice.

The steamed eggs and fresh meat for stew were brought by Song Jianshe.

Even the New Year celebrations in the city were not as rich as this one. Lin Shaoyang said a few official words to welcome the new educated youth, asking everyone to help each other and work hard, and then they came to eat.

The book praised the heroine's cooking skills to the skies, but Jiang Yanqiu didn't think Qiao Lei's cooking skills were that good.

Now it seems that this meat is delicious, and it has more oil and seasoning than others.

Of course, it’s also possible that the ingredients affected her performance!

Half of the dishes here are canned. Although they taste good, they still affect the cooking skills.

Jiang Yanqiu, who hadn't eaten meat for a long time, ate a lot, and she was not the only one who enjoyed the meal.

Except for Gu Qingqing and a few others who often ate meat and the newly arrived educated youth, others rarely saw meat once a month.

After dinner, everyone chatted in the front yard.

Lin Xiaomei mysteriously pulled Qiao Lei to the backyard.