Chapter 358 Jia Dongxu's Hostage
Compared with Yan Bugui and others who have always lived in courtyard houses,

After liberation, especially in recent years, the majority of neighbors have moved into courtyard houses.

They did not live as carefree a life as Yan Bugui, Yi Zhonghai and others before liberation, so they agreed with what He Yuzhu said at this moment.

"Yes, what kind of life did we live before liberation, and what kind of life do we live now?
There is simply no comparison between the two.

Although this year's life is a little worse than the previous years,
But that was also because with the successful achievement of the goals of the First Five-Year Plan, the factories built with the aid of Big Brother were completed and put into production, resulting in the inability of grain production to keep up with the growth of urban population.

But this is much better than the situation before liberation when people starved to death at any time.

I think what Zhuzi said is right.
Instead of going to the black market to buy grain that is being resold from who knows where, we might as well respond to the call of the State Council and actively engage in production to save ourselves.

Since these flower beds and flower pots can't grow much,

Then we can go outside the city and dig soil and spread it in the yard, then dig a few pits in the yard to accumulate fertilizer and grow crops ourselves.
I don't believe that a living person can be killed by holding his urine.

With so many farmers like us, how can we not grow food?"

"Yes, yes, yes, let's all think about it carefully. Daxia is now implementing unified purchase and sale, and no one has surplus grain. So where does the food on the black market come from?
Now the leaders of Peking are actively cracking down on black market transactions. Isn't it actually to ensure the food supply for our people?
We should naturally support the decisions of our leaders.

Lao Yi, let's listen to Zhuzi and respond to the call of the State Council to carry out self-help production, grow food in the yard, and finally distribute it equally. "

It didn't matter to Yi Zhonghai whether he engaged in self-help production or bought grain on the black market.
There are only two people in their family, and the country has a certain amount of grain allocation to workers, so the grain coupons they spend on meals at the steel rolling mill are less than those spent outside, so there is no shortage of food.

Now that the vast majority of neighbors agree with He Yuzhu's proposal to start self-help production,

Naturally, Yi Zhonghai had no reason to disagree.

"Now that everyone has reached a consensus,
Then let's listen to Zhuzi, start self-help production, and plant potatoes and sweet potatoes in the yard.

But there is one thing I must explain.
Dig a pit in the yard and make your own fertilizer.
I hope you have not forgotten what Peking was like before its liberation!

Right after the liberation in 1949, the Military Control Commission at the time organized all the city residents to clean up the city. By March 1951, it took two years to clean up Beijing.

Later, we would do a big cleaning every year, clean out the dark and damp cellar, fill in the puddles,

Eliminate pests such as mosquitoes and flies that spread diseases.
If you dig a pit toilet and accumulate manure in the yard now, not only will it stink, but it will also attract pests like flies and mosquitoes!
Moreover, before the Chinese New Year this year, the authorities issued the "Instructions on Eliminating the Four Pests and Promoting Hygiene".
The street office and neighborhood committee are actively mobilizing, and I think they will organize everyone to eliminate flies, mosquitoes, rats and sparrows in the near future.

We shouldn't dig any pits, don't you think? "

When Yi Zhonghai mentioned the matter of eliminating the four pests, the neighbors patted their heads in sudden realization and said involuntarily,
"Yes, yes, Lao Yi is right. I was so focused on the food problem that I forgot about this.

All right, then we won't dig a manure pit in the courtyard.
It just so happens that the public toilet in the alley is not far from our courtyard, so we can just go directly to the pit in the public toilet and pick it out."

Seeing that everyone had agreed on a plan to save themselves through production, Yan Bugui felt sorry for his flowers and plants and was about to struggle again.
However, everyone had solved the food problem at this time and was busy going out to eat and go to work.
No one paid any attention to what he said. He watched as his neighbors carried their stools home, and then went out in groups of three or four to prepare for dinner.

Thinking of the 50 kilograms of sweet potatoes he lost last night, Yan Bugui muttered with a painful look on his face about how to protect his flowers and plants.

It's all money.

Jia Zhang, who was sitting not far from him, looked at Yan Bugui, who looked mentally ill. While carrying the stool home, she also asked about Jia Dongxu's loss last night.
Then Jia Dongxu looked around and said in a low voice,

"Nothing is lost.
Mom, you forgot, I went to the black market to buy meat tickets last night.

There was no specific name written on the meat ticket. I said it was mine, and the people in the street office had no evidence to prove that I bought it, so our meat ticket was not lost. "

Hearing from her son that their family had not suffered any loss, Jia Zhang was overjoyed.

As I laughed, my eyes lit up.
But she knew now was not the time to show off, so she quickly returned home.

"Dongxu, if that's what you mean, then we can just buy food coupons and meat coupons at the black market in the future.
It's such a small piece of paper, we can hide it anywhere, buy it and leave, and we don't need to carry it back like food, so the people from the street office and the police station can't catch us at all."

Hearing Jia Zhang's idea, Jia Dongxu also smiled and nodded, saying,

"I think so too!

But mom, please don't tell anyone about this.
Especially regarding money. When I came back from the neighborhood office this morning, Yan Jiecheng asked me how much money I lost yesterday. I didn't tell him the truth because I was afraid that he would report me.

And if you tell this to others and let Zhuzi hear it, the city government might target all kinds of tickets.

We can just keep quiet and make a fortune on our own.”

Jia Zhang certainly understood the importance of making a fortune quietly.
Let’s not talk about He Yuzhu, that evil-hearted guy. Just think about the neighbors in the courtyard. If they get jealous, they might turn their backs on you.

"Don't worry, I understand your mother.
Yan Bugui has always been a stingy guy. Not only did Yan Jiecheng lose 50 kilograms of sweet potatoes this time, but everyone also wanted to pull up the flowers and plants he planted and plant potatoes.

I guess he is trying to show everyone what he is doing right now.
I won’t let him get a hold of me.”

Just after she finished scolding Yan Bugui, Jia Zhang immediately said angrily,
"Although our family didn't suffer any loss, Zhuzi is really a disrespectful person. What's wrong with informing us of the news in advance?
It won't affect anything.
This guy has plenty of money at home, but he doesn't leave any wiggle room for ordinary people like us."

After saying that, she glanced at Qin Huairu who was holding a stick next to her.

Jia Dongxu naturally noticed her look.
I couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Since the State Council required birth control in early 1955 and the couple were unable to have a second child, his mother did not dare to cause trouble for the State Council and began to find fault with her daughter-in-law.

I'm afraid he's comparing Qin Huairu and Lou Xiaoe again.

(End of this chapter)