How could Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui have the guts to go to the subdistrict office and ask Director Wang to intercept the subsidy given to Yang Zhenguo by the state?
The two of them left Yang Zhenguo's house.
"Old Liu, your salary is high. You have to pay for it."
Yan Bugui was the kind of person who would shoot down a machine gun with just a penny. Of course, he was not willing to use money to help the Jia family.
"Old Yan, that won't do. You are also the second uncle and the manager of our courtyard house. Why should I take the money alone? This way, you give the Jia family 1 yuan every month, and I'll take 2 yuan.”
Yan Bugui wasn't willing to do that either. The monthly food allowance for Old Yan's family of six was only 7 yuan. Asking him to take out 1 yuan to help the Jia family was equivalent to cutting off his flesh!
"Old Yan, why don't I tell Director Wang about the report letter and say that you framed Old Yi? I'll return this position to Old Yi.”
Liu Haizhong chuckled. After Yan Bugui was promoted to the second uncle, he was so happy that he told Liu Haizhong about him writing an anonymous report letter with his left hand.
Now, Liu Haizhong was using her as a leverage.
If Liu Haizhong really did that, Yan Bugui would not be able to stay in South Copper Gong Alley anymore.
Yan Bugui took out 1 yuan every month to help the Jia family. This was more painful than a knife cutting into his heart.
Yan Bugui and Liu Haizhong were scolded by their wives when they got home.
However, Yi Zhonghai was the one who had reported the quota for the South Copper Gong Alley Siheyuan to cut the queue in the countryside. The street office already had first-hand information.
Even if Liu Haizhong wanted to play tricks, it was impossible.
Three days later, on the 27th of December.
Liu Haizhong's two sons, Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu, Yan Bugui's two sons and one daughter, Yan Jiecheng, Yan Jiekuan, and Yan Jiedi, as well as Qin Huiru's daughter, Xiao Dang, and the other four educated youths from the other households of the Siheyuan, were sent to the train to Jiangliao Province, heading for Jichun.
In Jichun, they had to ride a truck for a day and a night. Then, they would be picked up by carriages sent by various educated youths.
It was winter, and the Jianglian Province was already covered in ice and snow.
In a small northern village called the Li Clan's Tunzi.
There were only a dozen or so families in the small Luoluo.
"Jia Geng, we have to help Uncle Wang collect horse manure at the village entrance today.”
A young man in a green military coat shouted at the thug who was still lying on the brick bed.
This young man was about seventeen or eighteen years old. He had a square face and thick eyebrows.
The person lying on the brick bed buried his head into the blanket and muttered,"Lu Jianshe, are you annoying? I just arrived last night, and my bones are about to fall apart after sitting in the carriage for an entire day! You want me to get up and pick up horse manure now? If you want to go, go yourself!"
This person was none other than the person who cut the queue from the Siheyuan of Copper Gong Alley in the south of Yanjing City to the Lijiatun Village in Jichun Village of Jianglian Province.
Li Village was the furthest village from Jichun City. The club terrier and the others had taken a day and night of truck travel, and then a day of horse carriage travel to get there.
He had been spoiled at home since he was young, so how could he bear such hardship?
Therefore, Lu Jianshe first gave the meme some thought."Jia Geng, when we go to the countryside to cut the queue, we are receiving the re-education of the poor and lower-middle peasants. I'm not here to enjoy myself."
However, Lu Jianshe saw that the stick was younger than him and that the journey was indeed quite tiring. She only gave in to him this time.
"Sleep a little longer. Wait for me to come back after picking up the horse manure.”
The stick heard Lu Jianshe's boots clicking on the snow as he left. The stick lifted the blanket and jumped up from the kang.
"Damn it, I can't stay in this damn place for another day! Go home, you have to go home!"
The stick jumped off the brick bed, put on his cotton shoes, and slipped out of Lijiatun in his cotton coat.
There weren't many people in Li Village, and it had been snowing heavily for the past few days. There wasn't even a single person in the village.
The stick was overjoyed. He ran out of the village along the way he came.
After leaving the village, the thug did not dare to take the main road. He was afraid that Lu Jianshe and the other educated youths would find out that he was not there when they returned.
If he sent someone to chase him back, it would be difficult for him to escape next time.
Thus, the stick terrier left the main road and ran wildly along the small road.
Everything was white!
It started to snow.
The stick began to panic, and his stomach began to growl with hunger.
The stick was really regretful. He should have brought some food with him before running.
So the stick terrier quickly ran back. After walking around in the snow and forest for a long time, the stick terrier realized that he was lost!
The sky was getting darker and darker, and the meme was completely panicking!
December 29th.
Yan Bugui took a red paper and a brush and went from house to house to write couplets.
He did not write the Spring Festival couplets for nothing. He had to pay for them.
If he didn't pay, he would at least give some peanuts and melon seeds. Otherwise, Yan Bugui wouldn't have written it.
Yan Bugui was still pained by the 1 yuan he had given to the Jia family.
Therefore, Yan Bugui set a standard of 20 cents per family.
There were a total of 17 households in the Siheyuan of South Copper Gong Alley. Other than his own family, there were 16 other households.
They charged 20 cents per household, which was 3.20 yuan.
Excluding the cost of buying red paper and ink, he could still earn two yuan and ten cents.
Of course, Yan Bugui wasn't willing to earn so much.
In the past few days, Yan Bugui had been keeping an eye on Yang Zhenguo.
He found that Yang Zhenguo was moving things home every two or three days. There was white flour, rice, meat, fish, vegetable oil, vegetables, and even the very rare White Rabbit Creamy Candy!
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