Knowing that the three brothers were willing to work with the kiln owner, Rumei's father and mother were relieved to see that their sons were united, but also a little uneasy.
If you make a mistake in this step, two thousand dollars will be wasted.
As Mei Niang said, "Even if we can rent the land, no one in our family can burn a kiln.
Just hiring a master won't go a long way.
Someone has to learn."
Ru Mei's father nodded, "That's what it is.
The kiln is burning for ten days and eight days, and someone has to watch the black and white.
What if one day the master gives up and leaves?
It can't be done by one person.
I think three people have to learn. , also good for shifts.”
Rumei suggested, "Let's sign a contract with the kiln-burning master.
If he leaves halfway, we can go to the commune and sue him."
How can the villagers have any legal awareness at this time?
Besides, in this turbulent era, the public prosecutors and judicial departments have been almost destroyed.
Ru Xianliang shook his head, "It's better to do it ourselves."
Fugui and Ruquan said hurriedly: "Let's go learn."
Rumei's father thought for a while and said, "After harvesting the wheat, I will go to the south kiln in the county one day to have a look.
I will take the time to explore with the captain.
If the land cannot be leased, it will be useless to talk about it."
I'm so busy, it's almost time to cut the wheat.
The war is imminent, and every household is ready to sharpen sickles, find pockets, make room, prepare farm tools, and store food and clothing.
There are several meetings in Qinghe Town, which are crowded with people.
Everything that needs to be bought has been bought, otherwise the wheat harvesting would have been stopped for more than ten days at every meeting.
Since the family got money, Rumei has left none of Ru's eggs and duck eggs, and let Rumei cook and eat them all.
For Mai Jizi, the couple even went to the fair and bought more than ten kilograms of green-skinned duck eggs, wrapped them in mud and marinated them.
No matter how reluctant you are to eat eggs, when Mai Jizi arrives, even the poorest families have to pickle dozens of duck eggs and chicken eggs in advance.
Otherwise, the wheat harvesting, threshing, and harvesting are high-intensity, continuous rotation, and the weather is hot.
You will not be able to eat porridge and pickles; if you are tired, you will lose your life.
Needless to say, the Ru family has money, and Rumei is the head of the house.
She buys whatever is needed for food, groceries, and daily expenses, regardless of saving.
Of course, just like Mei Niang, she will not waste, let alone eat or destroy things.
So, for several meetings in a row, Rumei and her mother went shopping, and every time they came back with a full load, and everyone in the family also liked it.
Pull cloths and buy towels; buy soap and washing powder.
People sweat a lot in summer.
I used to be reluctant to use these things, but now I am not afraid of them anymore.
Straw hats, sacks, shovels, rakes, dustpans, and baskets are needed for threshing wheat.
I used to borrow other people's, but now I can't make do with it anymore.
Ru Mei’s father gritted his teeth and even bought a brand new stand truck.
In the eyes of farmers, rack trucks are more practical than anything else for pulling wheat, grain, manure and fertilizer.
Of course, Rumei and her mother-in-law also bought a lot of pork, refining the oil and storing the residue.
No one is killing pigs in Mai Jizi, so there will be no place to cut the meat.
I keep a basket of oily dregs at home.
No matter which one is stewed with eggplant, potatoes, vermicelli, beans, or pumpkin, it is a tough dish and adds extra strength.
Rumei hung the bamboo basket containing the oil residue in the well with a rope.
It will not break down for ten or eight days.
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If it is placed in the house, it will be too hot and hair will grow in a few days.
That evening, before the whole family finished work, Rumei came back early to cook.
As she was busy, she heard a man outside shouting: "Is there anyone in the family of Xianliang Ruxianliang?"
Rumei hurriedly wiped her hands and asked as she walked out: "Everyone has gone to the ground, I am at home."
As soon as she walked out of the kitchen door and saw Brother Bing in military uniform, handsome and masculine with sharp eyes in the sunset, Rumei was dumbfounded and said, "Are you that Jiang Jun?"
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