Traveling through 1942 with space

Chapter 214: Warm Heart

Before Li Dagou returned home, he saw his wife and two children waiting for him outside their shack from afar.

"The boss is back! What did the clan leader tell you?" Hou Yanzi looked at Li Dagou, who had a smile on his face, and asked curiously.

"That's good, but I need to discuss this with you. Come on, it's cold outside. Let's take the kids back to the shack and talk.

Look at Heidan, his snot is all the way to his mouth, but he doesn't mind the saltiness and still wants to eat some salt." Li Dagou rubbed his son's head lovingly, then used his hand to twist off his son's snot.

"Dad, it hurts!" The five-year-old little Heidan cried out, covering his nose.

"Ha ha!"

"Now, kid, you'll have no idea whether you will clean up your snot in the future. That's so dirty." Li Dagou carried his son into the shack.

As soon as they entered the shack, the wife couldn't wait to ask Li Dagou about the meeting tonight.

Li Dagou did not hide anything and shared the good news of land division with his wife with great excitement.

"You're deceiving me? Really." Hou Yanzi's eyes almost lit up when she heard this in the dark night.

"How could I hide such a big thing from you? Really? Dadan and the others have all signed up. I just wanted to come back and discuss it with you, otherwise I would have signed up too." Li Dagou swore with his hand raised.

"Then what are you waiting for? It doesn't matter if that place is far away. Can it be farther than our Central Plains? As long as our family can live a good life, that's enough.

Money is getting thinner and thinner these days. Even if I work hard all day, I still can't keep up with the pace of money loss.

I have finally seen through it. Nothing is better than having a few acres of land at home, where you will never go hungry.

I chatted with my cousin's wife today, and she said that the work in the village workshop can only last for two to three months at most. When the weather gets hot, the sweet potatoes cannot be preserved, so the workshop will have to stop working.

There are so many refugees outside the city now, and it is hard to find a job. The days ahead will definitely be difficult.

It is not a good idea for our family to live in a shack forever. Now we have no land to farm and no way to make a living. We might as well live in the mountains.

By then, our family of four will share six acres of land. I can’t even imagine what that life will be like. It will be so beautiful.

And didn’t the clan leader say that if you work for the Yanhuang Alliance now, you can at least get a subsidy of 20 kilograms of cornmeal per acre of land?

If my husband and I work hard and manage five to ten acres of wheat fields, we can earn 100 to 200 kilograms of cornmeal, which can be exchanged for coarse grains to feed our family for a year.

After we finish harvesting wheat for the Yanhuang Alliance, we will focus on sorghum, which is drought-resistant and can still yield some food in the fall.

By then, if we count the cornmeal and sorghum rice we earn, we will have more than enough food to eat, and good days will be here.

You are such a nagging fool, it must be a good thing that the clan leader can tell us such a good thing." In the darkness, Hou Yanzi pointed at her man's head with her finger in annoyance.

"I actually thought so too, but I just wanted to discuss it with you!

Besides, there are often bandits in the mountains, which is too dangerous. I am also worried. Now it is my fault." Li Dagou muttered.

"What are we afraid of, the bandits? Didn't the clan leader say that we have the Yanhuang League to protect us? We just need to teach them some protective food.

Although we still have some money at home, these banknotes are becoming less valuable day by day.

The French currency my family earned last year could be exchanged for two or three dollars, but now it is only worth more than one dollar. This is unbearable!

You can’t save money anymore, you have to spend it. Go and sign up tomorrow.

I will exchange all the money for things after I sign up, otherwise I will have to wait for a few months and the money will just go to waste." As Hou Yanzi was talking about money again, she couldn't help but choked up.

"Ugh!"

"Go to bed early! I will go to the village early tomorrow morning to guard it. We farmers still need land to farm." Li Dagou sighed helplessly after listening to his wife's complaints.

But he was just an ordinary citizen and could only carefully pull his wife's sleeve in the dark to comfort her.

The next day, the rooster crowed twice and it was still dark, but more than thirty enthusiastic men had gathered outside Nanjiagou Village.

The reason why the woman didn't go was naturally to prevent her home from being stolen by refugees.

The weather in February of the lunar calendar was still very cold. These men put their hands in their sleeves and paced back and forth in the hope of bringing a little warmth.

"Crench!"

The gate of Nanjiagou Village was opened, and it turned out that Hou Xiaoge and several families were setting up stalls outside.

As soon as a few families went out, they saw a group of people gathered at the entrance of the village. They were so scared that they almost shouted for help.

"Brother Minyou, Brother Xinmin, go out and set up the stall!" At this time, relatives from outside the village came over to say hello.

"Big Dog, Niu Wa, what are you doing at the entrance of the village so early in the morning? You don't need to buy goods so early!

I was so scared just now, I thought it was refugees who wanted to rob us." Hou Minyou, who was wearing a scarf on his face, asked doubtfully while looking at the relatives who were gathered around the village.

"It's okay, Brother Minyou, do you need our help?" A few people who knew the ways of the world greeted with a smile.

"No need. It's very cold outside. You can go in!" Hou Minyou waved his hand.

After the Hou family drove away with their donkey carts and carts, Li Dagou and his group, led by Uncle Lame, came to the yard of the village kiln.

People usually wait in this yard to purchase goods, and there is a brazier here where they can warm themselves by the fire.

This is also a benefit that Nanjiagou provides to its relatives, otherwise the firewood burned for one or two hours would cost only ten cents.

After entering the yard, a familiar man took a brazier to the workshop and asked for a pile of burning firewood. Everyone added firewood and gathered around the brazier to dispel the cold air that had been waiting for a long time.

"Wang Er, Gou Zi, you guys came pretty early!"

Early in the morning, the sleepy Fifth and Seventh Masters came to the village kiln with enamel pots of hot tea. Seeing everyone warming themselves by the fire, they greeted them with a smile.

"Fifth brother, Seventh brother."

"Fifth uncle! Seventh uncle."

"Fifth Master! Seventh Master."

……

When everyone saw Fifth Master and Seventh Master, they all greeted them with smiles.

The two men responded with a smile, and Master Qi smiled as he opened the wooden door of the cave and led everyone in.

"Gouzi, there's water in the jar at the door. Fetch a pot and boil it. We can all drink some to warm ourselves up later." Uncle Wu said to a young man while sitting cross-legged on the kang in the village kiln.

"Hey!"

"Wang Er, what did you discuss last night?" Fifth Master took a sip of tea and asked with a smile to an old man of the same generation as him, who was about fifty years old.

"I will definitely go for this good thing. There are twelve people in my family. It is thanks to you, Brother Wu, that we have been taking care of each other during this period. Otherwise, we would have starved to death long ago.

I discussed it with my three sons last night, let’s go, let the timid ones starve to death, and let the bold ones die of gluttony.” Wang Er said to Wu Ye with a smile.

"That's right! There are twelve people in your family, and only eight of them are men, all of them strong laborers.

You can get 18 mu of land when you go there. Your ancestors for eight generations have all had so much land. You old man should be happy!" The Seventh Master laughed and scolded.

"Hey! Old Seven, are you greedy too? Why don't you take your family with you?

It just so happens that my three grandsons are old enough to find wives, so marry your little girl to my grandsons. You can pick any of the three boys, and we will become even closer relatives." Old man Wang Er said with a smile.

"Go to hell, those idiots in your family want to marry my precious granddaughter. My granddaughter looks like she'll have to find a city guy in the future."

The family situation is good now. My granddaughter is only thirteen years old. If she goes to primary school in the village for a few more years, she will definitely have a good future. That’s why Seventh Master doesn’t want to get her married early.

"Okay! Those kids in my family are unlucky." Old man Wang Er did not force it, because he knew that his family's current conditions were really not good.