Meals are received in the canteen according to the number of people on the household register.

The Qu family only has Qiaolian and Jiakang Jiayuan, Jia Junjia and the four children's hukou in Xianrenqiao, so they can only receive the food of these four people, that is, sixty-eight dumplings.

Where can I eat these dumplings? Fortunately, Qiaolian and Qu Weiyang had already thought of it, and they also made dumplings at home.

Before ten o'clock, the dumplings were all wrapped, and each family held their own curtains with the prescribed number of dumplings, and walked back like this.

Just as Jiakang came over, Qiaolian and Jiakang took two curtains and hurried home.

When I got home, Qu Weiyang and Jiayuan wrapped two curtain dumplings, so they hurriedly boiled them in the pot.

Dumplings are cooked here, and Qu Weiyang leads the boys to set off firecrackers outside.

Qu Weiyang didn't buy so many firecrackers this year, only put a hanging whip, a few two-kicking flash thunders and the like, and came back.

Jiajun doesn't seem to be enjoying it yet, but there are really no firecrackers at home, so he has to follow his father and brother home.

When Qiao Lian saw it, she couldn't help sighing, there is no money in the club this year, and the big guys are not very willing to buy New Year's goods.

In this case, Qiao Lian is not easy to be too out of line, after all, their family needs to be low-key now and not too public.

The Sun family is staring at the Qu family, at least they can get by on the big side, don't let people grab any tricks.

"Jiajun, come, come over and serve dumplings, help mom do some work.

This year, the family really doesn't have enough money, and I don't have the money to buy so many firecrackers.

If we have more money in our family for the New Year next year, then buy more so that you can have fun. ”

Qiao Lian saw that the children were a little unhappy and hurriedly comforted them.

"Stinky boy, what are you pouting for?

Our mother is no longer at work, and there are no dividends in the club this year, how can we afford to buy firecrackers?

We can save now, not the time to spend money casually.

You're not too young, don't you understand this thing? Jiakang glared at his younger brother and reprimanded him lightly.

In fact, Jiajun also understands these truths, if it weren't for the difficulties at home, the eldest brother would not have led them into the mountains to chop firewood and sell it.

This winter, the three children dragged back a few ploughs of trees every day.

When I went home, I chopped it into two and chopped firewood, bundled it into bundles, and dragged it directly to the Xianrenqiao Railway Canteen to sell it.

Although a bundle of firewood is sold for a dime, at the end of the day, how can you earn one or two yuan.

The money was supposed to be used to supplement the family's expenses for my mother, but my mother said that they would stay and buy school supplies when school started.

"Big brother, I know it's wrong." Jiajun is not stupid, he is also very sensible, and he knows that it is not easy at home, so he lowered his head and went over to help his mother serve dumplings.

The dumplings in the pot were fished out, and the family sat around the table and began to eat the dumplings.

Some of these dumplings were brought back from the cafeteria.

The noodles used in the canteen are a little black, and the meat in it is not so much, and the chopped dishes are also seven large and eight small uneven.

Others are wrapped by the Qu family themselves, the noodles are relatively white, there is a lot of meat in them, and the taste is also fresh.

Qiaolian deliberately picked out the dumplings she made at home and gave them to the children, and she and Qu Weiyang tried to eat the ones they got from the canteen.

Anyway, after eating dumplings during the New Year, everyone was satisfied.

So after eating the dumplings, the family sat on the kang and talked and laughed for a while, and then went to sleep.

If you open your eyes again, it is the first day of the first month, if in previous years, the first day of the first month should be a day for relatives and friends to visit each other.

But after Sun Jianyong became a secretary, he changed the rules, and the first day of the first month was off to a good start, and the first day of the first year of the new year let the big guys work.

What is there to do during the Chinese New Year? The ground outside was frozen and hard, and it didn't melt out at all.

But even then, it had to work.

Didn't the superiors call for it, saying something, "Dig three feet deep into the ground, and the grain yield per mu will exceed 1,000 catties"?

Then go dig the ground? Turning the ground deeply, you have to turn it if you can't turn it.

There was no way, the men had to carry the sharp draft, go to the field and pretend to work, anyway, the work will be credited, then do it.

The snow in the field alone is a foot and a half thick, and you don't have to do anything else for a day, just digging up the snow.

The men went to work in the fields, and the women and children were not easy, so Sun Jianyong asked the women and children to carry fertilizer into the fields with dung baskets.

So on the first day of the Lunar New Year, the whole commune stinks everywhere, not to mention how bad it smells.

After a day's work, the masses were full of complaints, one by one.

Sun Jianyong probably felt that this was not right, so from the second year of junior high school, he stopped letting the members work and gave the big guy a holiday.

But this year, there are no Yangge and performances in the club, and there are no literary performances in the county, so this New Year seems so lonely and boring.

Chen Minfeng and Chen Min'an did not come back for the New Year this year, and even Chang Wenyuan and Qiaoyun also sent a letter back a year ago, saying that there was no holiday in the unit and they would not come back.

Although the old lady was looking forward to the children coming back for reunion, she also understood that the children did not want to come back and make the family embarrassed.

Chen Minfeng's household registration has long been moved, and they don't have food to eat when they come back, why do they come back? Doesn't coming back make Chen Minsheng embarrassed?

Anyway, on the third day of the new year, Qiaolian and Qiaojuan went back to Chen's house for a small gathering.

Of course, they didn't stay to eat, and they all went home before the cafeteria started.

The old lady saw that her daughter, aunt, and grandchildren were gone, and she felt so uncomfortable.

"What's this called? During the Chinese New Year, even their own flesh and blood can't come back for reunion.

Is this still called the Chinese New Year? What kind of public cafeteria, what is this thing called? The old lady sat on the kang and scolded angrily.

"Milk, don't be angry, isn't this the situation right now? It's not just our family, it's this virtue everywhere.

Milk, the coming day is long, there will definitely be a chance to get together in the future, let's not say anything. It's not good for outsiders to hear it. ”

Lin Hong had been sitting beside the old lady, and when she heard the old lady's words, she hurriedly persuaded her.

The old lady is either a confused person, or she is just complaining when she is uncomfortable.

Why didn't she know that these words were bad for her family? So I could only sigh.

"It's the first time I've lived to be in my 60s and this has happened to me.

At that time, they were all blowing about the public cafeteria, blowing flowers, but now, where is the good?

Alas, I really don't know what to think. The old lady muttered a few more words, and that was the end of it.

There are no theatrical performances and no excitement to see in the New Year, and the big guys can basically only be relatives who walk closely, and neighbors visit each other.

Compared to previous years, the commune was much more deserted.

When people met, they didn't talk happily as much as in previous years, but sighed as soon as they met.

This New Year's month, it's a little boring.

In the blink of an eye, the New Year is almost over, and the children are back to school.

In the commune, the planting plan for this year was also calculated, and the spring plowing task was arranged.

There were few meetings in the commune to convey the spirit of the superiors and lay out the production plan for this year.

"There are instructions from the higher authorities that this year we should plant more soybeans, rice, and wheat, and less potatoes and sweet potatoes.

This year, our commune will convert part of the dry land into paddy fields, plant rice, dig deep into the ground, and build terraced fields. 2k reading network