PDLP Chapter 54 The Grain Station's Little Secrets
Chapter 54 The Grain Station's Little Secrets
What's most memorable is that when his daughter started first grade, after only half a semester, he went to the school and scolded the teacher, saying, "What's the point of studying? Who's going to do all the housework?"
He scolded his daughter so much that she went home and never went back to the classroom.
“There’s nothing we can do! My Yuanhuan is smart and got into high school. It would be a waste if she didn’t continue her studies!” Lu Yuanqing said with a smile, not angry at all. “And Xiaoxi, look at her. Last year, only she and Cheng Xia from our village got into junior high school.”
"If you don't pass the exam, you don't even need to worry about going to school, right? But my little Xi is smart, she did pass the exam, tsk, sigh, we still have to pay for it!"
puff!
Someone couldn't help but laugh.
As for the man who said girls don't need to read so many books, he blushed, wanted to refute something, but ultimately didn't say anything.
Haha!
Lu Yuanqing raised an eyebrow.
He didn't know that this guy's second son was in the same class as Lu Mingxi last year, but in the end, he didn't get into junior high school, so he didn't need to worry about whether or not he could go to school.
Zhao Zhongcai smiled and said, "Yuan Qing did a good job. If you can pass the exam, why not go to school? Some people want to study but failed the exam, so there's no use in thinking about it!"
"What's the use of a girl studying so much? She'll still belong to someone else!" Someone muttered this under their breath again.
Lu Yuanqing rolled his eyes, too lazy to explain anything to this kind of person.
Zhao Zhongcai scoffed, "What do you mean, 'other people's families'? Does marrying someone mean she's no longer our daughter? What kind of thinking is that? So outdated!!!"
His anger, ironically, opened Lu Yuanqing's eyes to a whole new world.
Everyone has different thoughts, and some ideas are deeply ingrained.
Lu Yuanqing didn't think he had any great ability to easily change other people's views on male preference.
So he didn't say anything; he wasn't in the mood to say anything to others about how it's wrong to favor sons over daughters.
He can't change others; he only demands things of himself.
I originally thought that Cheng He was the only exception in the entire production team.
I didn't expect Zhao Zhongcai to be that kind of person.
Lu Yuanqing carefully examined the original owner's memories and discovered in a corner that Zhao Zhongcai actually had more than three sons.
He also has a daughter.
However, his daughter died when she was only 7 years old.
He died of illness.
For two years, Zhao Zhongcai and his wife carried their youngest daughter around to seek medical treatment, even more so than Cheng He is now.
I went to see doctors everywhere, and I visited hospitals in the county and city.
In the end, it was gone.
Seeing Zhao Zhongcai's somewhat serious expression, Lu Yuanqing was truly surprised to find that he had such a sad story.
If others don't know, how could he not know the symptoms he knows from the original owner's memories?
leukemia!
It was normal that it couldn't be cured at the time.
Even in later generations, many people still die from this disease.
Zhao Zhongcai's stern outburst silenced everyone, and they all pulled the cart in quiet.
Zhao Zhongcai knew he was overreacting, but the thought of his seven-year-old daughter dying was a feeling no one could truly understand.
Ignore the person in front of you who is blindly pulling the cart.
snort!
His daughter is so well-behaved!
Zhao Zhongcai blinked, putting aside his sadness, and hugged Lu Mingdong, who was walking silently beside him, placing him on the grain.
Hold on tight! Don't fall!
The old yellow ox in the village: "..."
You're concerned about the little one getting tired from walking, but have you ever considered my feelings?
Lu Yuanqing quickly cast an envious glance at him, "Grab the rope and lie there."
The grain sacks were piled up, creating a small indentation, just big enough to lie down in without worrying about being thrown out.
Lu Mingdong obediently lay down in the small notch. The space inside was not large, just enough for him to squeeze in.
However, once stuffed inside, the entire person was completely surrounded by the grain bag, firmly.
Pulling the grain, Lu Yuanqing walked much slower, and without a watch, he didn't know how long he had been walking, but he felt hungry.
It will take at least three hours.
This was the first time he had ever seen a tax payment scene. He was a typical Gen Z, too far removed from this era. Without specifically looking it up online, he had no idea about the situation in this time of year.
I thought the scene would be chaotic, with many people handing over grain and a long wait.
When they arrived, they discovered that there were only people from their production team there.
The entire grain depot was empty except for them, making it seem quite spacious.
Upon hearing the noise, the grain station staff and the station manager rushed out.
Based on the timeline, this period is their busiest time. Of course, who wouldn't be happy to have food? They all walk faster than usual.
As soon as Lu Yuanqing lifted Lu Mingdong down, Zhao Zhongcai pulled him forward to greet him.
Both sides were all smiles, exchanged a few simple pleasantries, and then officially began.
The grain depot, including the station manager, had only a few employees, a total of five at most.
However, the station chief had few subordinates, and those were people from the commune who were paid by the government.
Especially these days, what do people crave most? Of course, it's food! So this stationmaster is someone that even office workers would envy.
This is the first time since Shihua Village started paying taxes that they have been the first to deliver public grain.
In particular, when Zhao Zhongcai went to the commune to collect the task and the sack, he said that this time it was all fine grain, and even the coarse grain that the commune borrowed last year would be repaid with fine grain.
The station manager had received the news long ago and was looking forward to their arrival.
Compared to her usual gentle smile, she was much more enthusiastic today.
Transporting the grain to the grain station wasn't the end of the process; it still needed to be weighed.
There weren't many people at the grain station, so two villagers had to carry the load on a carrying pole, one on each side. The pole was threaded through a rope on a support pole, and once the grain bags were hung up, the two men would lift the pole to raise the grain bags off the ground. One of the grain station's employees would then record the weight.
The recorder first adjusted the weight on the scale, and once the scale was level, he recorded the readings.
The grain depot naturally had more than one large scale, so for a short time, the few employees of the grain depot, along with a dozen or so men who delivered the grain, got busy.
Zhao Zhongcai was still chatting with the station chief, discussing this year's harvest.
Lu Yuanqing was busy. He opened the cloth bag he had brought, took out a notebook and pen, and gave one to Lu Mingdong.
The uncle and nephew were also taking notes.
The grain station's recorder glanced at his movements, then turned back to his work.
Lu Yuanqing only caught a glimpse of him making a change in the notebook.
hum!
Lu Yuanqing sneered inwardly!
After working for a long time, we finally delivered all the grain.
Zhao Zhongcai, carrying a small bag of refined grains, laughed heartily, "I didn't expect to have any left over to take home this year!"
In the past, to prevent shortages, they would bring extra food.
But there was never a single extra grain; not a single one was ever taken back.
Lu Yuanqing looked at him carefully, but saw no suspicion in his eyes. He was simply happy to be able to take back some grain. Speechless, Lu Yuanqing looked around at the others and whispered a few words to them.
Zhao Zhongcai cracked!