Peng Zhikun, who was standing on the stage, couldn't help but snorted when he saw this.

Sure enough, Luo Xuan was right!

These guys, when it comes time for them to contribute, they each have their own calculations, and what they do is called a smooth move.

actually,

The specific regulations for digging wild potatoes this time were all drawn up by Luo Xuan.

The so-called "voluntary labor", coupled with an uncertain amount of bonuses, these measures have a hidden meaning: to test whether the members have a collective consciousness and see if they are not willing to pay for others... even if it is just to pay.

A little bit!

A guy who is not willing to give anything for others.

On the other hand, why should others pay for him?

Another point: Luo Xuan meant to let the members of the production team choose sides.

If there are some members who are willing to bet on Luo Xuan's bonus and are willing to contribute to the collective effort regardless of personal gains and losses.

Then he will get great benefits this time.

And those people who are fussy and make small calculations will suffer big losses this time!

Perhaps those who have contributed will not receive much more starch than those who have not contributed.

But if it takes another two months, even if it is just 2 pounds more starch.

Maybe it means that people can survive...

finally.

70% of the people in the production team chose to go to work on the third day of the new year and go up to the mountains to dig wild yams.

But Ou Qiniang, Uncle Zhou and his wife, as well as some other members who were too selfish, chose to visit relatives and go to the market to watch the excitement...

Surprisingly,

This time, Wang actually instigated Luo Tiezhu to sign up and let her men serve as representatives to participate in voluntary labor in the production team.

Not only that.

Under Wang's left and right kicks.

Two little brats, Luo Xiaoxin and Luo Xiaozhong, were also sent to work by the Wang family.

According to her, although these two children are small.

You can help pick up the potatoes in the field, wipe the soil on them, and help lift the basket.

Is that okay?

After deciding to go to work in the mountains on the third day of junior high school, everyone started laughing and joking and going home to prepare for tomorrow's reunion dinner.

Looking at the retreating figures of the members, production team leader Peng Zhikun looked solemn: How many of these people will be able to survive during the Chinese New Year next year?

"Captain Peng, you must remember to call me when you are in the third year of junior high school."

Yang San'er also chose to work in the third year of junior high school. He said to Peng Zhikun who was holding a small notebook and recording his name: "Write me down in the small notebook, but don't forget it!

Let’s not say anything else, just because Luo Xuan is willing to pay money to let you guys do this, we think... it’s a serious matter!”

Uncle Zhang kicked him and said, "When you work on weekdays, you are so fucking pretentious.

This time, if you want to hang out in the potato digging team again, that won’t work.”

"Don't mess around!"

Yang San'er patted his chest and assured: "I, Yang San'er, am a little lazy and a little naughty. You can prove that my mind is not stupid!"

Luo Xuan, why should you pay for it yourself and organize everyone to dig wild yams?

Luo Xuan must be far-sighted! Don’t try to deceive me on this point.”

Yang Saner licked his face and said, "Uncle Zhang, have you ever seen that during the Chinese New Year, your family has chicken, meat, fish and rabbit, what will my family eat?

No matter how stupid we are, we still know who we follow to get meat, right?

How about, Uncle Zhang, just give me 2 kilograms of meat! Just think of it as Chinese New Year, I'll give you New Year greetings, and you can give me the meat as a gift to the younger generation, okay?"

"screw you."

Uncle Zhang laughed and scolded: "Okay, on the second day of the Lunar New Year, come and kowtow to me. I'll give you a bowl of poached eggs and 1 jiao and 2 cents as new year's money. How about that?"

this period,

In the production team, the children have very little New Year's money.

In most cases, it is more likely to give 1 dime and 2 cents, 1 dime and 8 cents, or 2 dimes and 4 cents.

Seven aunts, eight aunts, and three uncles, all added up.

Each child only gets 3 or 2 yuan of lucky money at most.

If a child has more elders in his family, the lucky money he gets may be more than 5 yuan.

There are only those children from working-class families on the street.

The unit of their New Year's money will become "yuan": 1 yuan and 2 jiao, 1 yuan and 8 jiao, etc...

I heard Uncle Zhang say this.

Yang Saner chuckled, "I'm so old, why did you give me 1 dime and 2 cents as a new year's gift?"

"You also know that you are older? Why are you so embarrassed to reach out and ask me for new year's money?"

Uncle Zhang and Yang San'er each joked a few words and went home.

Peng Zhikun recorded the performance of the members just now in a small notebook.

While using the corner of his eye, he glanced at the retreating figures of Yang San'er and others.

now,

In Peng Zhikun's heart, there was a feeling of panic!

The villagers who used to feel so cordial to each other now feel like they are drifting away in Peng Zhikun's heart...

Peng Zhikun is a kind-hearted person.

He himself doesn't have many opinions.

But since Peng Zhikun chatted with Luo Xuan for a while.

Peng Zhikun suddenly felt that his state of mind had changed...

In the past, the reason why Peng Zhikun was able to become the captain of a production team at a young age.

That's because he assisted the troops in advancing into the southwestern region of Bashu.

In addition, he was in the army and worked under the propaganda officer for several months.

With the help of the enthusiastic publicity officer, Peng Zhikun learned some words.

Wait until the troops are ready to pursue the remaining forces of the Guo Army heading south.

At that time, Peng Zhikun was preparing to join the army and become an official soldier, but he happened to be seriously ill.

Peng Zhikun failed to keep up with the troops and lost the opportunity to pursue the enemy in Burma and Thailand. Therefore, he failed to become a glorious soldier.

When he finally returned to the production team, he was appointed by his superiors as the captain of the 6th production team.

Peng Zhikun's temper is actually very gentle.

He was deeply disgusted by some of the "not so good" traits exhibited by members of the production team.

But there is nothing you can do.

Shaoli's instinct that has been passed down for thousands of years cannot be changed by Peng Zhikun, who only knows 2,300 words.

therefore,

On weekdays, production captain Peng Zhikun would rather go to the quarry and work with the hard-working stonemasons.

I don't want to go out to the fields and get together with those guys who have worked but don't contribute much.

Peng Zhikun stood on the stone platform and was recording carefully.

At this time, Luo Xuan staggered out of the corner.

He reached out and patted Peng Zhikun, who looked solemn and even had tears rolling in his eyes: "Cousin, don't be sad.

In fact...it has always been like this.

It's just that all of us have a desire for beautiful things and are not willing to face it, and we will even paint it with bright colors.

So that we can live a better life.

Just like a wall made of rammed earth, after years of wind and rain, it has become pitted and ugly.

So we like to put plaster on the walls to hide the original appearance of those earthen walls."

Peng Zhikun sighed: "Please help me more with this matter. You can help the villagers as much as you can!"
To be continued...