Chapter 64 The poor little man who was killed by his uncle 20
This time, the villagers did not agree to eat from the big pot. The old village chief and the brigade captain did not force it. The brigade headquarters paid for and built a large canteen. The two large earth stoves can only be inspected by people coming from above.
Later, the old village chief also reminded the villagers, "Don't keep too many chickens at home. Just three chickens per family. If you keep too many, it will be trouble."
The villagers went back one after another. Kill the chicken.
In those days, the whole sky above Lower West Village was filled with the smell of chicken.
Sure enough, within a few days, another document came from the commune, stating that each household was only allowed to raise three chickens, and any additional chickens had to be turned in.
The villagers breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they killed the chicken earlier, otherwise they would have taken advantage of outsiders.
After that, the villagers became so confident in the old village chief that as long as the old village chief said it, the villagers would carry it out as if it were a holy duty.
Half a month later, the old village chief issued another order, asking the family to keep only two pigs, and the rest were sent to the brigade headquarters to raise them in the name of the collective.
As for the pigs that were sent, the brigade headquarters had no money when it was first established, so they converted them into work points according to the size of the pigs.
Without saying a word, the villagers went home and drove the extra pigs in the pig pens into the newly built pig pens at the brigade headquarters. Since there were too many pigs and not enough pig pens, the old village chief also organized the villagers to temporarily build a few more pig pens. Pigsty.
Sure enough, in the morning a few days later, several people came from the commune.
They did not go to the brigade headquarters. Instead, they went to the villagers’ homes and knocked on the door. They looked at the pig pens in every household and then left.
In the afternoon, the villagers heard that more than 20 pigs raised by the villagers in the next village were driven away by the commune. However, the commune also provided compensation. The compensation was based on the usual price of the whole pig. Although the villagers were reluctant to part with it, they did not suffer much loss. They were just sorry that the pig was killed because it was too young.
After that, no one from the commune came again, and the village returned to its ordinary life of sunrise and sunset.
In the middle of winter, when the ground was frozen and there was no farm work to do, the old village chief selected some ingenious villagers and set up a weaving team of fifty people to weave some wicker baskets and dustpans and vegetable baskets out of wicker sticks, and then carried them dozens of miles away. They came back in exchange for food. The organization team is located in the large canteen. In addition to the organization team, there is also a logistics team.
The logistics team is divided into two teams, one is responsible for cutting the willows, and the other is responsible for processing the chopped willows. Each team has ten people.
These people are all hard-working, down-to-earth and willing to work in the village.
They work without wages, only work points, and they get eight work points every day.
This was an unexpected gain during the slack period.
Other villagers were not idle either. They were led by the team leader’s wife to hunt wild products in the mountains. In previous years, people in the village looked down on the sour hawthorn and jujube astringent fruits. This year, everyone did not let them go. They brought them all back as much as possible. Save more food for your family.
In other villages, while the villagers are spending the winter leisurely, the villagers in the Xiaxi brigade are in full swing going up the mountains and down the rivers, trying every means to get food.
It was not until the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month that everyone stopped working.
This was the first year after collective production and the last year before the three-year drought. The old village chief was so cruel that he organized two pig butchers in the village to kill ten big fat pigs. Let everyone in the village get five pounds of meat.
A large family, with twenty or thirty people, could get more than a hundred kilograms of meat.
She was the only one in Yuanchun's family, and she was only given five kilograms of meat. She ordered two kilograms of pork belly and three kilograms of tenderloin, planning to make braised pork and fried crispy pork.
(End of this chapter)