Chapter 189: No Money

Could this be Lu Yuyue's family taking revenge? It seems it's really not certain.

After all, Lu Yuyue was trapped in Kaoshan Tun because Niu Yiqun had been holding the transfer letter and not giving it to her. Otherwise, Lu Yuyue would have left long ago.

However, Niu Yiqun being able to come back, instead of squatting in prison for a few years, shows that his background is also quite powerful. One must know that although those broken people don't care much at this time, many things are handled strictly when they say so. Sometimes if they give you a grain of raw rice, you have to eat it.

At this time, only hearing Sun Physician continue: "Dividing land tomorrow, the day after tomorrow we will sell the family assets of our production team. Everyone, hurry up and save money. Alright, I announce, the meeting is adjourned."

After Sun Physician finished speaking, everyone dispersed while discussing. Only Niu Yiqun sat on the stool, lowering his head and not knowing what he was thinking.

Actually, come to think of it, Niu Yiqun was quite good to the villagers of Kaoshan Tun, and his handling of affairs was considered fair. Although he occasionally helped villagers with the same surname, it wasn't a substantial help. So although Niu Yiqun came down, the villagers didn't ridicule him or kick him while he was down.

Of course, another reason for not kicking him while he was down was that, setting aside Niu Yiqun's status as village head, the old Niu family was the biggest household in Kaoshan Tun. If they really wanted to do something, the clansmen of the old Niu family wouldn't agree!

But if you think about it again, although Niu Yiqun was good to the villagers, the ones who were hurt were a group of female educated youths.

Perhaps Niu Yiqun's original intention was good, but the established fact was that this group of educated youths, besides those who returned to the city early, now, none of them were living well!

However, these things have nothing to do with Wang An, so Wang An followed his family and walked toward home.

What is most important to ordinary people in this era? Undoubtedly, it is land, which is the prejudice engraved in the bones of Huaxia people.

Most importantly, it is filling the stomach. Without land, how to grow grain? Without grain, what to eat?

Just when Wang Dazhu and Liu Guilan were discussing which piece of land was good, Wang An interrupted: "Our family shouldn't plant corn, plant more rice."

"Planting rice, what will the two horses and the group of sheep eat? Starve?" Wang Dazhu said unhappily.

This time Liu Guilan didn't become a machine gun, but asked suspiciously: "Yeah, if we don't plant corn, what will the livestock eat?"

"You think about it, now people are scared of hunger. Since it's not easy to have their own land, you say, do they also want to produce more grain?" Wang An said calmly.

"Isn't this nonsense? Who doesn't want grain to fill the granary and eat it without finishing?" Wang Dazhu said unhappily.

"Okay, you close your stinky mouth first and listen to what your son has to say." Liu Guilan didn't spoil Wang Dazhu at all, directly firing.

Wang An didn't pay attention to the war between the couple, but continued: "Rice doesn't have high yield, but corn has high yield. So the people in our village, including people in other villages, will definitely plant more corn."

After Wang An finished speaking, he thought everyone understood, so he took a mouthful of rice and started eating.

Halfway through speaking, he started eating. Wang Dazhu and Mu Xueqing fell into deep thought, but Liu Guilan immediately became unhappy, staring with her eyes and saying impatiently: "Put down the bowl for me. Who did you learn to speak halfway from? Is it because I gave you face?"

Seeing that his mother didn't understand and seemed to be about to start firing again, Wang An was stunned. However, he immediately thought that his mother rarely went to the supply and marketing cooperative, and the white flour and rice at home were all bought by himself.

So his mother didn't know what the price of rice and white flour was.

So Wang An patiently explained: "Now white flour is 18 cents a jin in the supply and marketing cooperative, rice is 22 cents a jin, and fine grain coupons are required. Corn is 3 cents a jin with grain coupons, and 5 cents a jin if you want to buy it without grain coupons."

After Wang An finished speaking, Liu Guilan started muttering: "Corn produces 1000 jin per mu, rice produces 400 jin, one jin of rice produces 6 taels of rice." After muttering, Liu Guilan lost her voice: "My mother, one mu of land is a difference of more than 30 yuan."

Wang An was stunned for a moment, then explained: "Mother, wait a moment, the account isn't calculated like this. We still have to pay public grain."

Liu Guilan was stunned for a moment, then muttered: "That's right."

It's just that Liu Guilan immediately said again: "Just listen to Little An, we'll plant rice."

Actually, the reason Wang An said this to his family was because in Wang An's past life, in the first year of dividing fields among households, every family basically planted corn. And the quantity of unified purchase by the superior was limited, so every family had a full granary of corn, and they definitely couldn't finish eating it, but they couldn't sell it for money!

So the situation at that time was, if you wanted money, there wasn't a cent in your pocket!

If you wanted grain, just come, it will be given to you immediately, it's all in time!

In short, in one sentence, although every family in the village had a lot of grain, they still couldn't buy anything! No money!

"For land where rice can't be planted, we'll plant broomcorn millet, soybeans, black beans, etc. Anyway, don't plant a single corn." Wang An said while eating.

After Wang An finished speaking, only hearing Wang Dazhu say in a sour tone: "Our family, you make the decision."

Then Liu Guilan glared at Wang Dazhu and said: "Whoever is right, listen to whom. Do you have an opinion?"

Wang Dazhu didn't even dare to raise his head, picked up his rice bowl, and started eating.

After the meal, Wang Dazhu took the cigarette basket and walked around Wang An twice, then held the cigarette paper in his left hand and a pinch of tobacco in his right hand, and walked around Wang An twice.

Although Wang Dazhu was pushing back against everything Wang An said today, Wang An didn't pay attention to his father's abnormality today, because this is a normal situation.

For an old farmer, what to plant on his own land, he certainly wants to decide for himself. So no matter how his father walked around in front of him, Wang An didn't think about cigarettes.

Until Wang Dazhu went out to the toilet, Liu Guilan poked Wang An and said: "Your father has no cigarettes to smoke. Can't you understand what your father means? You, as a son, are nothing."

Oh my god! Wang An was speechless. Just say it if you have something! Day after day, even more able to make trouble than himself!

At night, in the west room, the kerosene lamp was lit. Wang An lay there, watching Mu Xueqing busy alone.

The moment his little brother was arrested and imprisoned, Wang An suddenly had a feeling of his soul wandering outside.

The snow flying up, down, left, and right in front of his eyes, it was so beautiful, simply perfect!

No matter if it's Lu Yuyue or Shen Wei,

The moment his little brother was arrested and imprisoned, Wang An suddenly felt as if his soul had drifted out of his body.

The snowflakes before his eyes danced up, down, left, and right, making one feel dizzy; it was too beautiful, simply too perfect!

Whether it was Lu Yueyue or Shen Wei, although Shen Wei's were larger and more impactful, they still didn't compare to the beauty of Mu Xueqing!

Mu Xueqing's kind is the sort where one more part would be superfluous, and one less part would be a lack; this is the real, flawless perfection!

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