MTL - The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era-Chapter 10 Try trading

"We seem to be able to do business as well. Some time ago, Auntie used eggs to exchange some sugar from the town and didn't ask for a ticket." Yang Dongxu, who was able to grasp the big events and the direction of the times, could grasp this, but he was able to deal with such down-to-earth details. I don’t know at all, so I can only talk about what I know now.

　　 "Oh... what do you think?" Zhou Yiren continued to ask.

"I want Grandpa to get some fish and go to the town to see if it can be sold to a supply and marketing cooperative or change something else. For example, isn't there a textile factory in the town, we can use fish to exchange cloth with them. City The people in Lili also have to vote for fish. We don’t want to vote. They should change it."

　　These words are no longer Yang Dongxu's bullshit, but thoughts after learning that people in the village are constantly taking things to start exchanging in the town. But for a time he didn't know how to tell Grandpa, and Grandpa's slap hurt.

　　 "Obviously there is a way to make it more convenient for farmers, but it has returned to the sad situation of bartering things with things. This is the biggest mistake of this era." Zhou Yiren's eyes became a little bit sad and angry, and he was very excited when he clenched his fists.

　　 After half a noise, he slowly sat on the crib as if he had been mobilized, and waved to Yang Dongxu. Today's work ended early.

　　Not long after Yang Dongxu left the farm house, Zhou Yiren revealed a firm look in his eyes, got up and rummaged through a pile of newspapers, and finally walked to the grandfather's house with a few newspapers.

　　 That is not some national newspapers such as the People’s Daily, but the newspapers of Anhui Province. The largest of these is the report that the first secretary of Anhui Province admitted to the households and promoted it vigorously.

　　 After a while, Zhou Yiren returned to his residence. Grandpa went to the district in a hurry. Yes, he did not go to the town or the township, but went directly to the district.

　　 As the day was getting late, several bicycles appeared on the dirt road of Yangjia Village.

　　 District Commissioner arrived. Compared to a small village secretary in the previous life, he wanted to get an Audi as a car. Now the leader in the district is equivalent to the mayor of the later generation, and even the existence of the secretary of the municipal party committee, he just rides a bicycle to the countryside.

　　Yang Dongxu, who was having dinner at home, was called out. This made Yang Dongxu's parents worry for a while. Fortunately, they were relieved when the grandfather calmed down.

　　 "Is this a novice student of a teacher?" Chen Weimin was a little surprised to see that the person he asked his teacher to call was a 5-6 year old boy. Although he had long heard that his teacher had accepted a student, he did not expect that when he talked to the teacher about an important matter, the teacher would have people call this little fart boy to listen.

　　Chen Weimin is a student of Zhou Yiren, but he is not a standard intellectual. Although his knowledge did add some convenience to his ascent. But in this era when Zhou Yiren was knocked down and thrown in the countryside regardless of life and death, it is obviously not a simple character to be able to sit on the top of the district.

　　When Chen Weimin was watching Yang Dongxu, Yang Dongxu was also watching him. Unlike his teacher Zhou Yiren's scholarly elegance, Chen Weimin, who is only about 165 in size, looks much stronger, especially the pair of small eyes, who are serious and sharp.

　　 "Don't underestimate him, wear it in leather." Zhou Yiren said.

Although 　　 discourse has a critical meaning, anyone can hear the pride in the tone. That's right, it's triumphant. Don't look at Zhou Yiren in addition to teaching Yang Dongxu every day, that is, Yang Dongxu, and even use bamboo corporal punishment.

　　 But he was extremely satisfied with Yang Dongxu as a student, especially when he let Yang Dongxu read the newspaper, he could always hear some simple words that could be integrated with the general direction of the times. Zhou Yiren is very fond of himself as a student.

　　 "Oh!" After hearing his teacher's words, Chen Weimin couldn't help but look at Yang Dongxu seriously. He knows the temper of his teacher, but he is not a person who is easily praised, let alone proud.

　　Unfortunately, she doesn't have any perspective, and she doesn't get along with Yang Dongxu, so you can't see the aperture like the Buddha from the top of this little **** boy wearing a patch dress.

　　 "You will know after a long time, let's start talking about things." Zhou Yiren pointed to himself, Yang Dongxu ran over and sat beside him. Chen Weimin’s secretary went out and stood a little further away from the door. Yang Dongxu’s grandfather sat on a small stool like Chen Weimin.

　　 talked about something very simple, but surprised Yang Dongxu. Zhou Yiren even proposed to open up the rural market so as not to encourage the district, but the district should not be suppressed by default.

　　Transactions are also very simple, that is, some eggs, wild animals and fish in the countryside, and food cannot be moved temporarily. However, during the transaction, money was used instead of bills, which made Chen Weimin frown.

　　 Such a prototype that abolished the food stamp in advance was proposed by Zhou Yiren, which surprised Yang Dongxu. Suddenly there was a feeling of high mountain backing, and there seemed to be something waking up in my teacher's already rickety body, slowly forming a burning flame, even if this flame might burn it to ashes Never regret it.

　　 Later generations, Yang Dongxu had heard too many examples and too many spirits. But it was just back-to-back texts or superficial practice in accordance with the requirements of the school teachers. I never realized how role models and spirits exist.

　　 But at this moment, in his teacher, he seemed to feel that the Chinese nation had experienced all kinds of hardships, and in the end, he still stood on the top of the world in the unyielding spine.

　　 has been talking about most of the night, Chen Weimin did not stay overnight, took Yang Jiacun's only home appliance, and the grandfather's home flashlight took the secretary back to the district overnight.

　　 After the deep talk that night, Yang Jiacun returned to peace again. After Yang Dongxu returned home, the anxious parents did not ask anything, and apparently got the advice of Grandpa.

　　With my sister, she continued to study at noon for half a month, during which Chen Weimin only came once. Never came again. One day after half a month, the grandpa who came back to the district suddenly anxiously anxious that the male laborers in the village had a meeting. Except for a few grandpas who had a little dementia, every one of them was called.

　　 "Is this going to happen?" Yang Dongxu's grandfather Yang Lanzhen swallowed his cigarette bag and asked with some concern after Grandpa said.

　　Yang Dongxu's family and grandfather's family are a little bit unacceptable. To be precise, Yang's mother and Yang Dongxu's grandmother did not deal with it. Since the ancient mother-in-law, there has been no peace, so I usually don't speak at all except during the holidays.

　　Yang Dongxu has a lot of memories in his childhood. His father was called to the old man's grandfather's house. When he came back, he would quarrel with his mother and even fight. So he was not close to his grandfather since he was a child.

　　However, no matter how normal the relationship is, and what contradictions there are, I heard that Grandpa named and asked Yang Dongxu's father to participate in this matter. Yang Dongxu's grandfather was still very worried about his son.

　　 Actually, the relationship between the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law in the countryside is mainly because of the material. For example, when the grandparents are separated, they don’t even give a table and chairs. Another example is that Yang Dongxu’s parents wanted Grandma Yang Dongxu to help them take care of their children.

　　 But Yang Dongxu's grandmother didn't want to bring it, wanted to do some needlework, or work in the field to earn a little more income. In short, it was because of some trivial things that later generations looked like, but this time it was a matter of vital interests that cannot be compromised.

"The problem of fart, this thing is above..." Grandpa said angrily, but almost said that he had leaked his mouth, so he knocked the cigarette bag in his hand: "The matter is so settled, clearly I went fishing in the river, and now I get two hundred catties. I have eggs one by one. I sent them here before next night. I set off the next day and I went together. When I went back, I got a door on my mouth. Whoever chews the root of his tongue and dies cannot be buried in the cemetery."

　　 Grandpa took out the majesty of the village leader, and no longer decided to listen to the opinions of others.

"Why don't you tell Dad (the name of the uncle in the countryside) that you don't go, let him change him? No, go and talk to Dad now." Yang Yang always felt herself when she lay down to sleep at night I was a little uneasy.

　　 "Dad took care of it at the conference. Will we still be able to raise our head in the village after returning at this time?" Yang Da had some intentions, but he still shook his head and refused.

　　 "In the future, it is better to raise your head in the village than to have an accident. UU reading www.uukanshu.com. What if you have an accident in our family?" Yang Ma began to wipe her tears.

"Shouldn't it?" Dad Yang was a bit timid at this time, but thinking about what Dad said to himself, he whispered into Yang Ma's ear and said: "Dad said, this matter is agreed by the Commissioner. Yes, I have already greeted you, and they are all arranged there."

　　 "True and false, dad won't fool you?" Yang Ma was still a little worried.

"Dad is not that kind of person. Otherwise, I will catch the fish tomorrow afternoon. I'll go to your mother's house and ask our father's opinion. If he doesn't agree, I will pretend not to go to town the day after tomorrow." Yang Dad thought of a relatively safe approach.

　　 "That line, you should go and ask."

　　 One night without words. The next morning, Grandpa started to organize people to fish in the Robinia pseudoacacia river. It didn't cost anything. The fish in the river became almost fine and large, and it didn't take long for the fish to get enough.

　　 got some water tanks to fill the fish and pour some water to keep the fish from dying. Grandpa invited Mr. Zhou to start remembering the name. Who took the egg and pressed it on the fingerprint. At first, many people shrank, and Grandpa let out a temper, plus the threat of giving birth to the child without giving the land. Take it out.

　　Although the material is extremely scarce in this era, one egg per family can still be obtained. After all, every family in the countryside has chickens.

　　 Dad Yang went to Lao Zhang's house and got news that Yang Dongxu didn't know, but he brought back Yang Dongxu's grandmother, and set off with the team early the next morning to the town.

　　 Today's Yangjia Village is extraordinarily quiet. The industrious villagers did not go to work, sitting under the shade of the threshing ground. When the team who went to town in the afternoon did not return, several women who came out started to wipe their tears, among them Yang Ma.