Chapter 195 The Prodigal Daughter-in-law
The newborn republic is like a baby who has just learned to walk. Every move is full of vitality, but many unknowns also bring it considerable risks. If it is not careful, it will fall hard and suffer great pain.
The famine caused by floods in the south had not yet been completely resolved. At the beginning of 1956, severe snow disasters occurred in the northwest region, and the government had to allocate specific grain for disaster relief.
That's how life is, you never know what will happen next.
Fortunately, the people of this era experienced tremendous hardships and had an indomitable will. With constant persistence, they finally emerged from the hardship and continued to devote themselves to the vigorous production and construction.
Projects that seem incredible to foreigners are springing up one after another. Factories are built and put into production with the help of Big Brother. The entire society and all walks of life are exuding vitality.
However, because people's enthusiasm was too high and they lacked experience, as time went by, various places began to show a restless atmosphere.
"Dad, Dad, I'm back!"
That day, He Daqing was riding his bicycle and had just returned to the yard when he heard a familiar voice behind him.
But he saw that his son He Yuhao, with Yi Miao, had jumped out of Yan Bugui's car and was running towards him.
That’s right, it’s already 1958, and He Yuhao and Yi Miao have both been arranged by He Daqing to go to school.
However, my dear second uncle, Yan Bugui, a teacher at Red Star Primary School, was responsible for picking me up and dropping me off at school.
Over the years, Yan Bugui has benefited a lot from He Daqing's help. Even without He Daqing's instructions, Yan Bugui has done this little favor very attentively.
"Run slower. How did you behave in school today? Did you make the teacher angry?"
He Daqing looked at his two sons and asked with a smile.
His two sons have been noisy since they were young. He Daqing originally thought that they would be quieter if they were sent to school, but these two brothers caused trouble for him every other day, leaving him helpless.
"No, no, the teacher even praised us!"
He Yuhao shook his head.
"Oh? You're praising me?"
He Daqing looked at his son in surprise, thinking that it was a blessing for his son not to cause trouble, so why was he being praised?
"Yes!"
When talking about this, He Yuhao and Yi Miao proudly crossed their arms over their chests, as if they were adults, and said proudly,
"Our school organized a steel-making activity, and the senior students were very enthusiastic. But we are still young, so we didn't have to participate. Yi Miao and I felt that it was not possible, and we had to participate!"
He Yuhao smiled and said,
"So, we found a way to provide the teacher with a few pounds of iron materials, and the teacher praised us for being sensible!"
Yi Miao, who was standing aside, nodded repeatedly.
"That's right. The teacher encouraged us to keep working hard. Godfather, why don't you give me your shovel as well? We have lost the pot anyway!"
He Daqing, "???"
He finally realized something was wrong and quickly turned around and walked towards his house, but he saw no iron pot on the stove. Wow, this prodigal son even donated his own iron pot for cooking!
Are you angry or not?
"You bastard, I'm going to beat you to death!"
He Daqing was so angry that he picked up the broom on the bed and ran towards He Yuhao.
That's right, there has been a recent advocacy of catching up with Britain and the United States, and people all over the country are actively responding to the call. In order to support this action, ordinary people at the grassroots level are even trying every means to collect iron materials for steelmaking.
But doing so has no meaning at all, except cutting off one's own path to retreat.
I am a great chef, but now all my iron pots have been donated by my son. What do you think is going on?
"Ah! It hurts!"
He Yuhao was accidentally hit by He Daqing with a broom. He ran out holding his butt in pain.
While running, he was still shouting,
"Dad, they are all doing it, and every household has donated. Is there anything wrong with me doing this?"
He Daqing, "..."
Just when he was planning to have a good argument with the prodigal son, he saw that He Yuhao, who was running, suddenly stopped. He Daqing looked up and saw that it was Qin Huairu and daughter-in-law Xu Huizhen who came back.
He Yuhao seemed to have seen a savior and threw himself into Qin Huairu's arms.
"Mom, my dad beat me. I just donated our pot. It was obviously a good thing. Why did he beat me?"
He Daqing, "..."
Qin Huairu, who had just returned home, was also a little confused.
Recently, many workers in soy sauce factories have responded to the call. Instead of producing soy sauce, they have set up furnaces in open spaces and started making steel.
As a result, after several days, no decent steel was produced.
Qin Huairu didn't expect that this kind of thing would eventually happen to her family.
"Dad, this is what you did wrong."
Before Qin Huairu could say anything, Xu Huizhen said,
"Everyone is very active now, and we can't fall behind. I was just about to tell you that we don't have to cook at home anymore. Our civilian canteen is open to everyone and we can cook for everyone for free! We have several stoves at home, why don't we take them out to make food later?"
Xu Huizhen was born with a strong competitive spirit. Seeing others constantly taking out their own iron materials, she also wanted to join in.
Now, she has independently managed the civilian canteen and has plenty of say, so on a whim, she simply turned the civilian canteen into a public canteen. As long as one has paid for the steelmaking, they can eat in the canteen for free!
Moreover, Xu Huizhen was thinking that her family seemed to have a stove and an iron pot that had not been donated, so she rode her bike back, but unexpectedly she saw the scene of He Daqing beating He Yuhao.
He Daqing, "..."
Xu Huizhen may be smart, but in this era, she is still no different from ordinary people.
"sure."
He Daqing looked at his daughter-in-law with a half-smile.
"Don't you have a stove in your house? Donate it."
"Winter is coming anyway, and the furnace in our house can't be turned on."
Of course, winter is about to come, and you want to donate the stove at this time. Aren’t you crazy?
Also, you are very generous to turn the canteen for common people into a free canteen. I guess if this continues, Fengze Garden, which he has painstakingly managed for many years, will become loss-making.
Oh, this daughter-in-law is such a spendthrift.
"Oh my, pregnancy makes people stupid for three years, look at my brain!"
After hearing what He Daqing said, Xu Huizhen couldn't help but slap her head, her face was full of embarrassment.
"Dad, I didn't think it through. I'll think of other ways."
Yes, Xu Huizhen now has a daughter named He Jingli, who is two years younger than He Yuhao. Just now on the way home, Xu Huizhen was only thinking about making a name for herself, but forgot that she had to turn on the stove to keep warm in winter.