MTL - I am a Good Man-Chapter 510 The husband of an educated youth (3)

Since Sun Miaolan came to make trouble, Ji Yang seemed to have been hit hard, and he was depressed for a few days.

Ye Jiao told him to do whatever he wanted, and followed her to work for a few days.

Others can earn ten work points a day, and there are more people who can do heavy work. One person can do two people's work.

When he arrived at Ji Yang, he rarely went to the ground, earning eight a day on average, which was extremely satisfying for Ye Jiao.

Take your time, as long as you are not lazy, you will get better and better.

But the rice tanks in the family bottomed out. When they separated, they distributed a small bag of grain before starting to earn work points. The team will not be able to distribute grain recently.

Ye Jiao wondered, she had to buy a few bamboo baskets made of bamboo strips for some grain. She also planted some vegetables, and it was enough to support them. They could divide the grain during the summer harvest. Can live on.

It's just...Is this bamboo basket for others to take? Or let Ji Yang go?

After all, it is the only thing they can change. Ji Yang has performed well these days, should he figure it out?

This will allow him to take a bit of responsibility.

Just after the decision was made, Ji Yang would not go to work the next day. Not only that, she still couldn't find anyone.

Ye Jiao's chest hurts with anger.

When she came back from work at night, she opened the door and still didn't see him. If she hadn't seen the bamboo basket still there, she suspected that he had secretly sold it.

Looking at the last two handfuls of rice left in the rice tank, she was not willing to take it out, and the tip of her nose was sore again.

Today, there were not enough seedlings when planting seedlings. Sun Miaolan was next door to her. She saw with her own eyes that the other party stepped on the remaining seedlings on the ground, turned her head and said no.

The other party went back early, but she looked for seedlings everywhere, and dragged it until dark.

Before her father died, her mother often helped her, and she could also eat some small cakes when she was in the educated youth institute.

Since my mother remarried, I haven't answered any letters sent out.

"Crack." With a sound, the courtyard door was quietly pushed open, Ye Jiao turned his head and saw Ji Yang come back.

She turned her head and didn't look at him.

Ji Yang raised his eyebrows, turned around and closed the door again, walked over and put down the bamboo basket.

"Where have you been?" Ye Jiao didn't yell at him, but his tone was a little bad, so he had a little hope and disillusionment for him, really helpless.

"Go to the mountains." Ji Yang took out the wild vegetables from the bamboo basket, and Ye Jiao slowly stood up as he watched his movements.

For her, it is a blessing that he is not eating lazy and sleeping.

It’s not easy to find food, or to dig wild vegetables.

"There is a stream over the mountain, I caught a fish." Ji Yang took out a grass carp tied with a rope from the bamboo basket, and it was still alive and kicking.

Ye Jiao's pupils shrank suddenly.

You know, at this time, eating a piece of pork is luxurious for the New Year. Usually, it’s good to have a little lard stir-fry, but don’t think about chicken.

The fish he caught back is probably one and a half catty, right?

"What should I do if I get caught?" Ye Jiao was both happy and nervous, knowing that if you are not allowed to engage in capitalism now, everything belongs to the state.

"If you catch it, it's fine. We are all going to starve to death. Do you still care about face?" Ji Yang shrugged, and said indifferently, "If you catch it, I said I went fishing. It has nothing to do with you. , I also took a beehive today."

Ye Jiao didn't think it was serious at first. They were indeed going to starve to death. The criticism was to pull to the team and shout with a loudspeaker, which made people take warning.

But when she looked at the pile of beehives, her legs were directly soft.

"Would you like to taste it? Sweeter than white sugar." Ji Yang had already washed his hands and broke a small piece to put it in her mouth.

"Who told you to go!" Ye Jiao gritted his teeth and immediately became anxious. He stepped forward to hit him with his fist, and when he fell on him, he held back, his neck flushed with anger, and his eyes widened.

If a person goes to dig out the honeycomb, it is mortal.

"Is there any sting?" She checked eagerly, and she was shaking with his hand.

Ji Yang was not bad to her, it was still the light in her darkness. Knowing that her father had passed away, she often hid behind the big tree at the entrance of the East Village and cried, and he would come to make her laugh.

"Is there anything wrong?" She choked her voice as she said, crying, if something happened to him, she would be alone.

Ji Yang stared at her with deep eyes, and for a long time, a low voice sounded, "It's okay, I haven't been stung."

After finishing speaking, pretending to be relaxed, "No, when I was a child, I liked to go to hornet's nest and hide faster than anything else."

Ye Jiao breathed a sigh of relief, slowly regaining his emotions, watching his thoughts surge in his eyes, "Don't do such a dangerous thing next time, we will work hard and we will always support ourselves."

She felt that he might have been hit, and she was anxious to contribute to this family.

Ji Yang smiled, put a small piece of honeycomb flowing in her mouth into her mouth, and changed the subject, "Sweet?"

Ye Jiao closed her mouth instinctively, the sweet taste buds in her mouth were still thick, and her heart also filled with honey and warmed a lot.

She used to be a teacher when her father was there, and she also had sugar at home, and occasionally she could eat it twice.

However, white sugar cannot be compared with wild honey. Honey is a rare thing, and most people don't eat it.

"It's dark, cook some fish soup and eat." Ji Yang turned his head and walked aside, putting the fish in the basin.

"I'll do it." Ye Jiao quickly recovered, and walked to the kitchen. Knowing that Ji Yang can't cook, she continued, "I'll just cook the rice."

Before the end, she was in trouble looking at the remaining two handfuls of rice. Ji Yang has to eat too. How can he work tomorrow if he can't eat enough?

"It's all cooked, I'll go to town tomorrow and buy some back." He was dealing with his honey and said to her.

"Okay, tomorrow you take the bamboo basket for some food, I will make up a few more." Ye Jiao felt that he should be treated well.

"Yeah." Ji Yang responded.

In the dark sky, the husband and wife were busy with each other, and the small yard was illuminated by the faint light and fire.

Ji Yang is boiling water, and Ye Jiao is killing fish.

Today, she also used a little oil to fry the fish until golden on both sides, and then add water to boil the soup. The soup quickly turned milky white.

This is what Ye Mu taught her.

While the soup was cooking, Ji Yang carried the iron bucket and the pole and went out again. He went to pick up water, back and forth, and picked a full tank.

"It's dinner." She took a sip of the soup, added some salt to it, and yelled to Ji Yang with her head out.

"Here." Ji Yang added some straw to the small stove, got up to clap his hands, and walked to the kitchen.

The couple surrounded the small pot and there was a cold wild vegetable next to it. Ye Jiao gave him a bowl of dry rice and ate the porridge by himself.

Zhang Yan once said that she couldn't help but not work, anyway, she should eat less.

"So full? How do you use soup with bibimbap?" Ji Yang said, he chopped half a bowl into her bowl, took up a spoon and scooped two spoons of soup into his rice.

Milky and creamy fish soup is very fresh and sweet.

Ye Jiao looked at his bowl, and then looked at him sideways. This person had already eaten it, and put a piece of meat in her bowl, and said seriously, "Eat quickly, if someone else smells it, it's not good. "

Upon hearing this, she wanted to laugh inexplicably.

This is an old house with weeds growing behind the low wall. On the left is a dead household. The house is deserted. The right is a bit far away from them and there are few people. To be honest, no one can smell it.

He eats deliciously, so she can't help but be affected. The fish in the mouth is so delicious, better than the pork they ate when they got married.

After eating, Ji Yang had already mixed warm water and went to take a bath. After he came out, Ye Jiao also cleaned up. He was scooping hot water into the bath tub, and when he looked up, he asked, "You will help me mention it in the room later. is it okay?"

"Can."

Ye Jiao can be regarded as realizing the benefits of having a man at home. Although he is thin, he has more energy than her.

The next day.

Before dawn, Ji Yang got up, Ye Jiao was still asleep, opened his eyes in a daze, and saw that he was already wearing clothes.

"So early?" She dragged her voice, extremely sleepy.

"You will sleep for a while, and I will come back to work in the afternoon." Ji Yang put on his shoes as he said, and walked out gently.

Ye Jiao squinted his eyes halfway, but he wanted to sleep, but he couldn't fall asleep. It's strange to say that Ji Yang went to town, only six or seven kilometers away. Why should he worry?

Turning to and fro, the sun gradually rose, and I was about to go to work.

When she arrived in the field, a bunch of people she didn't want to see gathered nearby, and her heart beat even faster.

"Ye Jiao." The girl with the ponytail called her first, and still wondered, "Where is your husband? Didn't you come to work with you?"

"He went to town." Ye Jiao replied.

At the beginning, they were both in an educated youth academy and they were all educated youths who had come down. Mu Weiwei and the others were waiting to be picked up from home. They couldn't get out when they got married. They didn't like the mud legs in the countryside.

But some people have been delegated for several years and cannot wait any longer, so they get married or married local girls.

For her, it makes no difference whether she has no home or not.

"Go to town? But he didn't come to work yesterday. You are alone every time. Our girls are weak and the work points earned are not enough to feed two people." Mu Weiwei said again, with a somewhat gloating tone.

Ye Jiao married a villager in Shangougou and settled in the local hukou. They are not of the same class as them. When they go out, they will be workers, and she can only be a farmer for a lifetime.

They used to be the best-looking female educated youth in the educated youth dean, but Ye Jiao is a little better-looking than her. Male educated youths like to help her. Now that the other party is gone, she can receive a lot of preferential treatment, and she can't help but feel a little erratic.

"If you don't see it, it doesn't mean that there is something in the morning. He will come in the afternoon." Ye Jiao's hand shrank slightly, his voice flat, "I'll go to work first."

Before she could answer, he lifted his foot and left.

"Why?" Mu Weiwei sighed, looked to one side, and said leisurely, "Qijie, what do you think she thinks?"

Get married and have children, and you will be stuck here for the rest of your life.

Seeing Ye Jiao's departure, Xu Qijie said in a calm voice, "I'm blind!"

He chased her without agreeing, and in a blink of an eye, he was with a muddy leg, but it didn't matter if he was lazy, and he was depraved and hopeless.

It simply tarnished his love for her.

Mu Weiwei sighed again and said softly, "We will definitely go back to the city. I heard that there will be places for the Workers, Peasants and Soldiers University this year. Let's go together."

Xu Qijie's parents are senior technicians and their family background is fairly good. Her parents are teachers, but they won't stay in the country forever.

Speaking of this quota, Xu Qijie's eyes flashed. In one year, his village would get three quotas for workers, peasants, and soldiers. After the election, he could go to university. For the educated youth who went to the countryside, that was the only hope now.

He stretched out his hand and took the **** and walked forward, with firmness in his eyes, "Yes."

at the same time.

Ji Yang has already exchanged a few bamboo baskets for money, and walked to the black market based on his memory. In recent years, many of the grains obtained in exchange for food stamps were not enough to eat, so he could only buy them on the black market.

In a small street, there are all kinds of hawkers, such as vegetables, eggs, chickens, and some rice or other food.

Ji Yang found a place and laid out the hive.

People who come and go are watching, but no one who really buys it just glances at it or asks a few words.

Food and clothing is a problem for most people, so how can they have a leisurely mind to eat honey.

Ji Yang was not in a hurry, so he just sat and waited. By the way, he observed what was sold on the black market. He found that rice and vegetables were the best sellers.

Some sell noodles, and there are also cakes, but it is obviously difficult to sell a lot.

"How do you sell this?" An old lady stood in front of him and pointed to the hive on the ground. She knew Ji Yang had come from the country.

At this time, honey cannot be raised. It must be wild. Everyone thinks that wild things are rich in nutrients.

"25 cents and a catty." Ji Yang answered.

"So expensive? Sugar is only two cents, and your hive costs two cents? It's not honey. I have to squeeze it myself when I go back." The old lady wrinkled her head, her face sternly displeased.

When Ji Yang saw that she was still carrying a handbag, her hair was ironed, her clothes were fashionable, and the styles of her clothes were not the usual ones here.

This is the reason that depends on the asking price.

He smiled, showing a big white tooth, with the honesty of a countryman, "Sugar is definitely not as nutritious as wild honey. This is deep mountain honey. In order to get the honey, I waste a lot of work, and I have to lose half of it if I accidentally get it. Life, eat a little every day, all kinds of nutrients are supplemented."

"That can't be so expensive." The old lady hesitated, obviously a little excited, she knew this thing was not easy to do.

The grandson in the family likes to drink honey water, she also thinks that this thing is expensive, and the grandson is more expensive, so you have to eat gold and expensive things.

"It's really not expensive. Honey won't go bad after a few years, so if you take more, I will give you a cheaper price." Ji Yang also gave her a piece, "You taste it, just taste it. I know it's worth the price."

Cannibals are soft.

The old lady thought about not eating white or not. She took it without hesitation. After trying it, she felt even better. She glanced at him, "How many catties do you have?"

"Slightly more than sixteen catties."

"Sell me a dime and a jin, I want it all." The old lady said directly.

Old workers can get forty to fifty yuan a month, and 70 yuan for more. It's really nothing to spend a few yuan to buy so much honey. It's still the grandson's favorite, and he's willing to pay as much money.

"You are bargaining too hard, I can't sell it." Ji Yang smiled, not showing much intention.

"This thing is difficult to buy, you can figure it out clearly. Others won't buy as much as me. You can't sell two catties a day." The old lady frightened him.

"Don’t embarrass me. It’s already very cheap. I’ve been selling it here these days. At the beginning, I started selling three mao. I could sell four or five catties every day. There are also some vegetables at home, so I have to come and sell them together. Honey won’t go bad, and it’s okay to sell it slowly. If it weren’t for the vegetables sold out long ago, I’m anxious to go back and I won’t give you 25 cents.” Ji Yang looked tangled and helpless.

While the old lady was silent, he looked sore again, "Forget it, let's go, I will count sixteen catties for you, and half a catty will be given to you. Sixteen catties are four yuan, which happens to be a whole number."

"More than four is unlucky? Three and five dollars." The old lady began to bargain.

"You lost 50 cents in one fell swoop. You are too cruel. That's two catties. Forget it, you have to rush home. You give me three yuan and I will give you half a catty at the beginning. This is considered a gift. It won't be easy if it costs you a catty and a half." Ji Yang began to take a step back.

The old lady felt that the bargain was enough and started to pay.

The deal was concluded soon.

"You go slowly." Ji Yang held a stack of banknotes in his hand and counted them at random.

Three bucks is a huge sum of money in this era, eight cents or one dime for an egg, three bucks can buy forty or fifty eggs, and about 60 cents per catty of pork can buy 67 catties.

Ten centimeters a day at work may be worth a few cents.

He packed the money, put the bamboo basket on his back, and started walking to the other side. During the period, he locked a few stalls, but he didn't buy it. He looked up at the sky, it was still early.

Turning around, he came to the junkyard.

What is the least valuable this year?

book.

But you have to buy book tickets, so it is the most cost-effective to come to the junkyard.

Tucked into the guarded old man fifty cents, the books inside can be chosen at will, piles squeezed into piles, like a mountain, little books, foreign masterpieces, newspapers and periodicals, all kinds of books...

Ji Yang rummaged around, and barely found a stack of half-old draft paper, a few high school textbooks, and books he thought were useful to Ye Jiao, all of which were stuffed into the bamboo basket.

"Uncle, I'm leaving." Ji Yang walked to the door and greeted the old man.

"Let's go, let's go, come again next time." The old man waved his hand. "It's all unused things. Those who have been ransacked are transported here every day. You can still pick up some new books when you come often."

"Then I will come next time." Ji Yangying.

When he walked out of the waste station, he looked at the sky again. At this point in time, many people were about to rush back to eat, and he went to the black market again.

There are a lot fewer people buying things, and a lot less people selling things, and there is still a little left waiting to be sold out in the end.

"How do you sell these mung beans?" Ji Yang stopped in front of a stall and looked at the few catties of mung beans on the ground. They were full, and he was very satisfied.

"It's late, it's too late, it's cheaper to sell, 80 cents per catty." The little woman stood up, the look of the big loss was exactly the same as he had just now.

Ji Yang knew that what she had just sold was nine hairs, which was not cheap after all.

"Is it for fifty cents?" He bargained.

"No, no, no, don't sell, lose a lot of money." The little woman shook her head with a look that was not negotiable.

"They sell six cents over there, why are you eight cents here? I look at them all the same." Ji Yang pointed at the end of the guide, and then he squatted and took a closer look.

The little woman looked in the direction he was pointing. She didn’t know if she was too far away. After thinking for a while, she said cruelly, "Then you can buy a few catties more, and I will give you six cents. You usually have to buy one and two. ."

"Then I want it."

"Good, good." The little woman was a little pleased when she heard it, and said, "Here is four catties and nine taels..."

"I bought it all at once. It's four and a half catties, so it's a good price. It's two yuan and seven. I'll calculate it all for you." Ji Yang said and was counting the money.

When the little woman thought about it, she would lose less than half a catty. If it’s two yuan and seven, then two yuan and seven. When it's sold out, go home, "Okay!"

Ji Yang strolled around again, taking advantage of the approaching noon, everyone closed their stalls, bought some rice and corn flour at a bargain, and also bought three eggs for a cent, and spent all the money for selling honey and bamboo baskets. .

Only then began to rush back with the bamboo basket on his back.