Chapter 80 Serving

Man Bao ate the last grain of rice in the bowl, touched his belly and said, "Mother, I'm full."

Qian Shi was eating slowly, reached out and touched her bulging belly, and said with a smile, "Go play."

Man Bao now has time to care about their accounts, "Mother, what about the money we sell Centella asiatica and yam?"

Qian said, "Your eldest brother took it to buy you cotton and fabrics."

Man Bao stayed for a while.

Wu Wulang and the others raised their heads. He bit his chopsticks and looked at Man Bao with tearful eyes, hoping that she could fight for their interests with her mother.

But this is impossible. Before Man Bao could sort out the relationship, he scratched his head and asked, "Why should I buy cotton and fabrics?"

"Your clothes are short, and you entered the school again. Seeing that winter is coming, you have to make a new set of clothes. If it wasn't for the lack of money, I would like to make an extra set for you to replace."

Man Bao is not stupid, she counted the money from selling yam and the money from Centella asiatica with her fingers, and said, "There are 1,200 wen, are they all spent?"

"No, it's your share that's spent." Of course, Qian's family will not fool the child with the price. What if the child becomes stupid in the future?

So she said: "The 1,200 wen is not all yours. After paying the public, don't you still share your eldest brother's second brother's money? There is not much left on you."

Man Bao figured it out for herself and found it was true, so she didn't care, since her attitude towards money has always been like this.

Wu Wulang couldn't bear it any longer, and quickly asked, "Mother, what about ours?"

Qian looked at him and said nothing.

Lao Zhou raised his head and said, "You? Are you embarrassed to ask your family for money? In two years, you will marry a daughter-in-law, and you won't need money to marry a daughter-in-law? In the future, all the money you earn will be handed over to your mother, waiting for you. Once you become a family, you will have a private room like your brothers."

Friday Lang muttered: "The fourth brother hasn't said kiss yet, how can I be so quick?"

Speaking of this, Old Zhou looked at the fourth child and asked, "Shirou, how is your driving?"

Shirou, who was burying his head in hard work, raised his swarthy face and said, "The roots of the trees have been dug up, and the stones have been picked up. Now we're going to start hoeing."

Old Zhou Tou nodded, "Let the fifth and sixth help you in the past two days, you are not too young, it is time to learn more skills, the new old lady Bai will build a house in two days, and has already started to recruit workers in the village. Come on, you can go too, thirty cents a day's wages, more money than carrying grain bags in the county."

Old Zhoutou has already decided that the four eldest sons of the family will go, and the fifth and sixth will go to the fields to open up wasteland for the fourth, and strive to make another profit before the new year.

After the meal, he specially recruited Man Bao and asked her to do the math for him. Her four brothers went to work and how much money they could earn for the family a month.

This is a good calculation. Man Bao thought about one thing and said, "I'm going to serve this year. The third brother can't go for a month. I'll do the calculation again."

All the adults in the Zhou family stayed for a while, and the old Zhoutou grabbed her hand and asked, "What are you talking about, serving this year?"

"Yeah," Man Bao said, "from October 22 to November 21, it will take a total of one month."

Old Zhoutou: "Who told you? It happened to be drawn in our village?"

Qian Shi and others also sat up straight.

Friday Lang said: "Man Bao read the notice at the gate of the county government office.

Old Zhou Tou touched his waist again, but he didn't feel any cigarettes, so he simply stuffed the empty smoking gun into his mouth and didn't speak for a while.

Zhou Dalang took the initiative to ask Man Bao, "What is written on the notice?"

Manbao's memory has always been good, although he can't fully repeat it, he also said a lot.

Zhou Dalang understood and said, "It's not the draft, that is, every household in the county has to be counted. There are so many people, no wonder they only go for a month."

"In the winter, it's enough to go for a month," the old Zhou said: "The county master is really, to serve, what a good time after the autumn harvest, why do you have to choose it after the winter? It's cold in this cold weather. It’s not easy to dig the soil when it’s frozen.”

Qian closed his eyes and said: "This is the matter of the county gentlemen, we just need to worry about ourselves. Third, go to work and cherish some strength. If your body can't stand it, don't force it. Report it and let it go. Your brothers will go for you."

She said, "You are not the only male in your family. You have many brothers, so just take turns."

Wednesday Lang should go.

Mrs. Qian said to Mrs. Qian again: "Starting tomorrow, cook an extra handful of grains to replenish the body of the third child, and make up for it for a month, so as to keep the body better and live longer."

Xiao Qian responded without complaint. This is also the tradition of the Zhou family. Every year, whoever goes to serve must be raised for a period of time in advance.

It's just that they received the news late, usually only ten days in advance.

How scary is it to serve?

Not to mention Zhou Dalang and Zhou Zhoulang, even the old Zhou Tou, who had not served in the military for many years, couldn't help shaking when he remembered the days of serving in his youth.

The atmosphere in the Zhou family tonight was a bit dull. Man Bao was still young and couldn't remember many things, so she didn't know why she knew why everyone's mood was so low after serving.

But she was well-behaved, didn't make trouble, didn't ask any questions, just lay down in front of her parents' bed with bright eyes when she went to bed at night and looked at them.

Qian patted her little head and said to the old Zhou: "Serving the service is a big thing, since we know it, we should go and talk to the village chief tomorrow and let him inquire to see if it is true, if it is true. , the people in the village should prepare earlier."

The old man responded and said silently: "The dry food prepared for the third child should be thicker."

Qian said in a low voice, "I know."

Seeing Man Bao staring at them with round eyes, Qian Shi smiled at her and said, "Don't worry, your third brother has always been in good health, and this time he will be able to come back safely."

"Mother, isn't the service digging water conservancy and road building? The village also often digs water conservancy and road building."

Qian said: "That's different. In the village, the road is built and the pit is filled. Everyone goes to work when they are free, and their home is where they turn around. What's the difference?"

Not to mention water conservancy, it is also a matter of digging a few hoes in spring.

"The service in the county is different..." But as for the difference, Qian didn't tell Man Bao, no matter how she asked, she smiled and said, "You are still young, you will know when you grow up. "

Man Bao pouted and turned to ask Keke.

The system went to the encyclopedia to search, and became silent. After a long time, it said: "In this era of the host, the historical records of serving are very hard, and it is normal for dead people."

Man Bao was shocked and quickly asked, "Will my third brother die too?"

"Serving in military service is voluntary labor. Although the county government will distribute some food, the amount is very small. We mainly rely on the food we bring to fill our stomachs," the system said. When it's cold, people can easily die when they get sick."

Man Bao was instantly worried, "Can the third brother not go?"

It got stuck in the background for a while and I almost saved it for the next day's archive, what a shame