Zhong Shan's eyes lit up and he quickly said," Uncle, where is he? Bring me to him and ask him. If possible, I want to buy a few pigs."”
The uncle smiled and said," Don't worry. I'll take you to take a look first. It's not up to me whether he sells it to you or not.”
"Uncle, no matter what, I have to thank you.”Zhong Shan said gratefully.
The uncle brought Zhong Shan to the door of a mud house.
"Zhao Ming, Zhao Ming, come out. Someone wants to buy your piglet."”
The voice fell.
The door opened and a haggard middle-aged man walked out.
He was the Zhao Ming that the uncle was talking about.
Zhao Daxi, someone is buying piglet?" Zhao Ming frowned and asked.
The uncle's name was Zhao Daxi.
"Yes, this little brother wants to buy a piglet. He's an employee of the rolling mill.”Zhao Daxi said to Zhao Ming, implying that Zhong Shan was rich.
Hearing Zhao Daxi's words, Zhao Ming smiled.
"You want to buy a piglet, right? Come with me to see the pigs first.”Zhao Ming said to Zhong Shan.
Zhao Ming brought Zhong Shan to the pigsty.
There was a sow and two baby pigs in the pigsty.
Zhao Ming told Zhong Shan that the sow gave birth to five little pigs last week. Because there was no food, Zhao Ming's family ate two of the pigs, and the other two starved to death.
That's right, he had starved to death.
In this era, even humans did not have much to eat, let alone pigs.
Sows couldn't eat anything. It was already good enough that they didn't starve to death, let alone milk.
"If you want them, you can have them for twenty yuan.”Zhao Ming looked at Mount Zhong expectantly.
20 yuan was not a small amount. The village's merit points were about 30 yuan a year. Therefore, he did not know if Zhong Shan was willing to buy these two little pigs with 12 yuan.
In the past, very few people were willing to sell their piglet because they had to be kept for slaughter during the New Year.
But now, it was different. There was famine everywhere. There was no food for humans, let alone pigs.
This way, such a small piglet would not be so valuable.
"Zhao Ming, 20 yuan is too expensive." Zhao Daxi's expression was a little ugly.
"If it's expensive, eighteen, oh no, fifteen is fine too.”Zhao Ming was a little nervous.
Indeed, these two little piggies weren't worth 20 yuan.
"20 yuan it is. Use the remaining 5 yuan to buy coarse grain and distribute it to those in need.”Zhong Shan sighed.
He took out the twenty-five yuan that he always carried with him from his pocket.
"I only have this much. Here's 20 yuan.”Zhong Shan handed over 20 yuan.
He was indeed compassionate, but he did not dare to act like he was rich. After all, people were unpredictable. Who knew if he would be remembered?
When Zhao Ming and Zhao Daxi saw how generous Zhong Shan was, they thought that he was a rich man. However, when they saw him take out all his money, they were so touched that they were about to cry.
How was this a rich person? This was a good person!
Zhao Ming and Zhao Daxi thanked Zhong Shan. Five yuan could buy dozens of catties of coarse grains. However, they would not buy coarse grains. Instead, they would buy cheaper rice paste and sweet potato skin because they could help more people.
There were too many people in the Yellow Flag Commune who had difficulties. With a little food, they would not fall sick from hunger and then die of illness.
"Uncle, I'll give you one yuan here as a token of my gratitude.”Immediately after, Zhong Shan took out another dollar.
"You can't take it. You can't take any more. You only have a few yuan on you.”Zhao Daxi said that he didn't want anything.
"Uncle, I'm from the city. It's different. No matter how difficult it is, I can survive. I'm also an employee of the rolling mill. If you don't want this one yuan, I'll add another one yuan.”Zhong Shan's face was solemn, and he was determined to put the two yuan in Zhao Daxi's hands.
"Good man, good man." Zhao Daxi took the two yuan from Zhong Shan's hand. He was so grateful that he was about to cry. Including the five yuan from Zhao Ming, he had a total of seven yuan. He could buy a lot of food and save many families.
"Uncle, I'm not a good person.”Zhong Shan shook his head.
"No, you are a good person, Zhong Shan of the Steel Rolling Mill. I will remember you.”Zhao Daxi said solemnly.
"Don't, Uncle. Don't remember me.”Zhong Shan's heart trembled and he quickly waved his hands.
He had just felt compassionate and helped a little. He also felt that he should help as much as he could. He definitely did not dare to help too much because it was easy to be remembered.
As for being a good person, that was even more impossible. Did he have the ability to be a good person? He probably didn't want to die fast enough.
With the little piglet, Zhong Shan left the Yellow Flag Commune.
When he left, dozens of people came out to send him off, making him feel awkward.
Some villagers even brought a bunch of wild vegetable roots over and wanted to give them to Zhong Shan. However, Zhong Shan did not accept them after much persuasion.
On such a cold day, it wasn't easy to dig up the wild vegetable roots. This was a life-saving vegetable. Mount Zhong definitely couldn't accept it.
There was a lot of food in Mount Zhong. He could easily take out some and solve the food problem of everyone in the Yellow Flag Commune.
Was he a hypocrite?
Was he hypocritical?
Was he fake?
But this was him.
He had never said that he was a bad person or a good person.
If he really dared to take out food from the secluded domain of heaven and earth, he would be sent to the labor camp.
With Zhong Shan's status, he did not have the ability to take out so much food. Once the investigation was carried out, Zhong Shan would be in deep trouble.
The only thing that Zhong Shan could do was to use his own abilities and try his best.
Zhong Shan left the Yellow Flag Commune with the piglet.
The name of Zhong Shan, the first-class fitter of a certain workshop in the rolling mill, also spread.
Zhong Shan donated seven yuan to the Yellow Flag Commune with his meager strength, saving many families in need.
The news of Zhong Shan's feats was spread to the 49 City by some people.
Zhong Shan's deeds had even become a model event.
A popular daily newspaper even wrote: " When he was in the Yellow Flag Commune, he donated seven yuan to the poor families of the Yellow Flag Commune with the help of Weibo. He saved many poor families. If there are countless Zhong Shan like this in the country, we will soon be able to overcome our current difficulties and welcome a better future.”
Perhaps Zhong Shan had not expected such an outcome.
If he knew, he would be glad that he didn't take out the resources in the secluded domain of heaven and earth. Otherwise, he would be in big trouble.
The news of Zhong Shan's feats spread, and with 49 City as the center, the news spread throughout the entire country.
No one had expected that they could help the country in such a way.
That's right, helping those who couldn't eat and were about to die was also helping the country.
A penny, a mouthful of food, in this era of famine, could save a family.
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