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Seeing that Zhao Xiangyun had thought so much for her, Liu Han felt embarrassed.

Although she was from the city and her family was close to the capital, and her parents were both employees, it was reasonable to say that her family's financial situation wasn't that bad.

But all these years, he had to rely on himself to dress and eat.

Her monthly supply of foodstuffs, as well as all kinds of side foods, including the annual supply of cloth, had not been transferred out of her parents' home and was left to her siblings.

However, she didn't enjoy the cloth at home, but the large team would give them about 10 feet of cloth every year, just enough to make a set of clothes.

However, these cloth were all made by the villagers themselves. It was very different from the cloth made by the state-owned factories in big cities.

It wasn't that they couldn't be worn, it was just that they were afraid that they wouldn't be suitable for it when the time came.

… ….

A little later, Liu Han went to Zhao Xiangyun's room and picked out three sets of clothes.

Two of them were relatively normal, with a good white shirt and green army pants, followed by a navy blue long skirt. This skirt was forcibly shoved by Zhao Xiangyun onto Liu Han.

It could be considered one of the more beautiful clothes in Zhao Xiangyun's wardrobe.

At first, Liu Han didn't want to take it, but he also couldn't help but say with force.

Since Zhao Xiangyun sent him away, he decided to give it to his sister-in-law. If he did not give it to Second Sister-in-law, it would make it easier for the family to hate him.

Giving the clothes directly, Wang Xiuying wasn't necessarily able to wear them.

So Zhao Xiangyun gave her a three meter long cloth ticket, and asked her to go into the city and rip off cloth to make clothes.

In any case, there was a sewing machine at home, so making clothes was quite convenient.

With Liu Han wanting to go to university, Chen Wuyue had made quite a few preparations.

Although it was still early for September to go to school, Chen Wuyue had already prepared a living fees of ten dollars a month for Liu Han.

This standard of living was higher than that of many people in this era. It had to be known that the monthly salary of a worker was only eighteen or twenty yuan.

Liu Han had the equivalent of half a worker's salary.

Chen Wuyue gave Liu Han a month's worth of tuition each time. One month later, Zhao Xingguo would send him to the capital to get his living expenses paid.

In any case, she was still thinking for her son.

It was inevitable that the two of them would want to meet to pay the living expenses.

At that time, they would choose a weekend, and the two would be able to get along for two more days. Liu Han wouldn't need to go to university, and the relationship between the two of them would fade.

… ….

A few more days passed, and Production Team began to turn in their rations.

This year, Zhao Xiangyun did not follow him to the city. He stayed at home and helped with some laundry and cooking.

Chen Wuyue's female director had already gone through the village branch Yang Miao's seal and concluded, and had reported it to the county.

According to the idea that Zhao Xiangyun gave them, once he became the female director, he got the leaders of the Production Team to give him a roster of women.

, the director of the Production Team, knew exactly how many women were there, how old they were, and whether they were married or not.

After knowing the number of people and the situation, Chen Wuyue had organized a Women's Meeting.

At the meeting, he made some simple introductions with the woman, and then made a suggestion. After that, the group of women in the back would be different from before.

As for how it was different, Chen Wuyue did not specify either, he only said that he was preparing.

Chen Wuyue and Yang Miao had discussed it before. Other than being busy with farming, every month, there would be a meeting of all the women's groups.

As for what would be promoted during the meeting, it was up to her, so she would make the report to Yang Miao in advance.

Yang Miao never thought that Chen Wuyue, as the female director, had so many things to do, but he welcomed her. The better the team, the more face he would have as a student.

Of course, all of this happened before the delivery of the rations.

In these few days of handing in rations, the team was extremely busy. The women did not fall behind, and on the dry land, there were even shadows of them sweating profusely.

The few captains, as well as the villager Yang Miao, all went to the city.

After working busily for two to three days, they finally handed in the county's grains.

This year, before he had to turn in his rations, it was already raining. The roads were not easy to traverse, even with the tractor, Zhao Qingguo still drove with fear in his heart, afraid that he would slip or flip.

As for the others who used manpower and oxcarts to pay for their food, that was even more strenuous.

On the way to the city, Zhao Zhiyuan even saw other large groups spreading out food there.

The yellow rice was scattered on the still wet ground. Anyone who saw it would feel their heart ache.

So even if he spent more time this year than last year, Zhao Xiangyun's team took first place again.

According to last year's standards, every Production Team would garner quite a few prizes from the counties.

Even though the amount of rations a person gets is only about the equivalent of a handful, this honor is incomparably valuable.

On the last day of the large group's journey to the county, when Zhao Xiangyun was washing everyone's clothes in the backyard, he heard someone calling his name from outside.

She put down the clothes in her hands, and when she walked out, she immediately saw Chen Guofeng getting off the tractor, she was far away from Oldest Maternal Uncle in New Capital City.

Zhao Xiangyun suspected that he had seen wrongly, and rubbed his eyes with all his might.

It wasn't until Jiang Weimin jumped off the tractor and went into the tractor carriage to take Chen Guofeng's luggage that Zhao Xiangyun was sure that he wasn't dreaming.

"Oldest Maternal Uncle, why are you here?" Zhao Xiangyun asked.

She remembered that Chen Guofeng said that she wouldn't come back for the next few years.

Chen Guofeng had a smile on his face as he teased Zhao Xiangyun, "What, are you not happy when Oldest Maternal Uncle came over to try something to eat and drink?"

"I'm happy. How can I not be happy? It's so lively with more family members!" It just feels like a dream. "

They came back from New Capital City last year, and when they came back, Chen Guofeng was still the same as before. When the time came, he would send Chen Wuyue some tickets and money.

The letter was as simple as ever.

Her mother was even simpler. She wrote a letter every two months, asking Chen Guofeng to take good care of his family.

"Hahaha, your mouth is still sweet! Where's your mother? " Chen Guofeng asked.

As he asked, he looked around Zhao Xiangyun's house.

It was a small farmyard, and it was also an adobe grass hut.

Before he came, Chen Guofeng had thought that Chen Wuyue would make his house a brick house all these years.

In the end, it still looked the same as it had in the past. In fact, it looked even more dilapidated than before.

But it was still warm.

"My mom is in the department. She's the director of women's affairs, and she's been busy with education." Zhao Xiangyun said.

At this moment, it was only 11 in the morning.

Even if he wanted to cook, he would have to wait another forty minutes or so.

Chen Wuyue had not returned yet.

"He went to be a director for women?" Chen Guofeng was stunned.

He remembered his sister. She seemed particularly afraid of trouble, except for her daughter.

"That's right, let's not talk about it. My mom's ability is not bad. I believe that with her as the director, the women of our village will have a big change." Zhao Xiangyun said.

"Hahaha, yes yes yes, then I will look forward to it!" Chen Guofeng laughed.

"Oldest Maternal Uncle, it's hot outside, go inside, I'll pour you some tea!"

— — The content is from [Mick Read]