The labor reform is taking effect

Author: Oh wow

The labor reform is taking effect

When he heard that Xianchang asked them to build a house first, Mr. Mu and others looked at each other.

It’s not that they don’t want to do it, but that they don’t know how to build a house at all.

Seeing that they were at a loss, Zhou Ze asked Xia Changshou to provide guidance.

It turns out that I have lived a life of the people for too long, and I can't even build a house that is so simple that I can't protect myself from the wind and rain.

Xia Changshou asked everyone to carry an axe to cut trees. He didn't think about the mud thatched house. It was impossible to build the thing in just a few days, so he could only cut some trees to build a simple wooden house.

It is said that the house is actually like a shed, and it can only shelter from wind and rain, which is very simple.

It was a dozen people who cut the shed together, and it was only after the night was ten days.

Mr. Mu sat on the ground and was already soaked in sweat.

The chubby hands couldn't stop trembling at this time.

He hasn't done such a tiring job in more than ten years.

Originally, some guards saw their masters struggling to help the tree, but Zhou Ze said: You are all people who bear evil karma. No matter who helps anyone, their own merits will be separated.

The group then extinguished the idea of ​​going up to help.

The most important core of labor reform is to do it yourself. If someone takes care of it from time to time, then what is labor reform?

Mr. Mu finally recovered a little energy and looked at the "house" that was even worse than his woodshed. Somehow, a sense of satisfaction flashed in his heart.

This feeling of satisfaction is completely different from the satisfaction obtained after the land merger was previously acquired.

Not only is there joy, but also has peace of mind that has never been before.

That's right, it's just down-to-earth.

This made him a little dazed. Could he be sick?

"Master, we have something to eat tonight."

At this time, his first wife came over with a cloth bag and a pottery pot.

At first, Zhou Ze didn't expect that he even brought his wife back. After inquiring, he learned that the old woman had never done anything bad, so he let her live in a villager's home where the man had long been gone.

Let her go up the mountain with the villagers to pick mountain goods in exchange for food.

So the old woman did not cut down trees with her master.

The guards were already hungry after being busy for a long time, and they heard food and looked at it.

"Old lady, please have something with the master."

Butler Mu couldn't help but speak when he saw that there were not many cloth bags in the old woman's hand.

The immortal told them that if they want to eat in the future, they must exchange labor for food, or go to the mountains to pick or repair the road, but those who do not work will definitely have no food to eat.

Today they built a house for themselves, and it is not a labor force. It is logical that they can't have enough food tonight.

They are still young and it doesn't matter if they're hungry all night.

The old woman stumbled the pot and started a fire, poured the stream and the exchanged brown rice into the pot and said:

"You and I are both atonement people, so don't call me Mrs. Mu again."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Mu sighed quietly: "Call me, Bo Mu in the future."

After the brown rice in the pot was cooked, Mrs. Mu took out a few wooden bowls and scooped some one by one to everyone and said:

"Come and drink some, otherwise the people will not have the energy to work tomorrow. I have picked a few baskets of hazelnuts to exchange for this brown rice today. I asked Xianchang that I can give it to me."

More than a dozen people were moved when they heard this. Although there was not much rice in the pot, it was better than nothing.

Mr. Mu carefully tasted the brown rice that he had never seen before. Although it was delicious to eat porridge when he was hungry, the thick and hard shell of the brown rice made him scream in his throat and his brows frowned.

Do the people usually only eat this?

Everyone left no drop of the soup in the pot, and then Madam Mu took the pot slowly away.

There were about a dozen people lying in the small wooden shed, and there was only a thin layer of straw mat underneath. Mr. Mu thought he would have insomnia as before, but he never thought that he would have a sleepy feeling shortly after lying down.

The feelings of this day touched him a little bit.

The next morning, as soon as Zhou Ze appeared, Xia Changshou went up to the front and said apologetically:

"Xianchang, the old man went to the fields in the morning and found that the rice was ripe. He also let the Xianchang divide some of the women and children to harvest."

The rice is ripe?

Zhou Ze asked all villagers to stop picking mountain goods and harvesting crops first was the top priority.

Zhou Ze was not moved by these newly-departed rice.

It is because ancient crops have not been hybridized and screened, and the wheat grains are small and tastes bad.

It is not a good idea to spend food in modern times.

Seeing Mr. Mu and his group come out, Zhou Ze took out the sickle he had bought before.

By the way, Mr. Mu would like to experience the hard work of farmers, have a deeper understanding of the transformation, and at the same time, it can speed up the autumn harvest and carry out subsequent road and house renovation plans.

Mr. Mu followed Xia Changshou to the rice fields with a sickle. Seeing Xia Changshou without hesitation, he bent down and picked up the two grains of rice that had accidentally dropped on the ground. He hesitated and asked:

"Brother Xia, there is no need to pick up the few of the dropped pills."

Upon hearing this, Xia Changshou shook his head solemnly and said, "Brother Mu, you don't know that there are only so many rice in the rice field. If you don't cherish every grain of rice, then the remaining rice after we pay the autumn tax is not enough for us to survive the winter."

Mr. Mu was stunned behind him.

Although he has a lot of acres of land, he has never personally stored the land in his life. Every time he harvests in the autumn, he only asks for instructions, so naturally someone will deal with it.

So in his perception, his tenants were hungry because of laziness.

But now someone told him that even without people like him exploiting him, the self-cultivated farmers may not be able to have enough food.

This had a great impact on him.

I felt indescribable when I remembered the disdainful expression of the tenant when I knelt in front of him and asked to leave more food for them.

The autumn harvest lasted for several days, and Mr. Mu was almost exhausted every day, but Xia Changshou deliberately slowed down.

When the autumn harvest was completely over, Mr. Mu looked at the densely packed water in his hands and said in his heart that he was not human before.

The autumn harvest alone is so hard, not to mention the work of digging ground, sowing, seedling cultivation, weeding, and deworming before. However, the result of the hard work of the people for more than half a year was that he took away most of the food, leaving only the desperate people.

I deserve to die!

At this time, Mr. Mu's thoughts have gradually begun to change.

In the next few days, Mr. Mu saw that the villagers were not dodging their eyes, and even met some elderly people of similar age and would come forward to say hello.

The villagers did not have the initial restraint and gradually became harmonious.

He began to get used to eating brown rice and wild vegetables, and he would not waste any more food.

He began to try to criticize his previous actions in the dead of night.

He began to get used to using labor for rewards.

My chubby body quickly lost weight.

At this time, Mr. Mu was becoming more and more like an ordinary person.

Zhou Ze saw all this, and he couldn't help but nodded silently in his heart. It seemed that it would not take long before Mr. Mu's transformation was successful.

This labor transformation method is indeed effective!

Brothers, I was told that it is very likely to be promoted to the second round, and I told me not to write too fast recommendations for two updates a day during the period. Otherwise, I may miss three or four rounds and lead to a naked run. So I'll forgive me, I will save the manuscript first and keep it on the shelves. The day I put it on the shelves

(End of this chapter)
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