There are four adobe houses, one of which is used as a kitchen and pigsty, and the other is a living room. The remaining two rooms are both used as bedrooms.
Three children were squeezed into one bedroom, and the bedroom, which was not spacious to begin with, seemed even more cramped.
But there is no way. In this era, every family has several children, and many families have insufficient financial resources to renovate their houses or build new ones. Most families try to squeeze in as much as possible and make do.
Since it was still summer vacation, the younger siblings did not need to go to school. But even so, twelve-year-old Song Wenfang had already gotten up early to help the family cook breakfast and feed the pigs.
Song Wenjing and Song Wenming slept in a large bed, which was a bit crowded. Song Wenjing had already woken up, and was just lying on the bed thinking.
"Brother, you can get up and have breakfast!" Song Wenfang called outside the door.
The only clock in the house was in the room of Song Jianguo and his wife, so Song Wenjing didn't know what time it was. When he heard his sister calling for breakfast, he kicked his younger brother Song Wenming, who was sleeping happily.
"Get up and have breakfast!"
Of course, Song Wenjing couldn't really kick him hard. His younger brother was only ten years old, so he was just trying to scare him with his momentum.
Song Wenming opened his eyes in a daze and saw that it was his elder brother who was kicking him. He didn't dare to say anything nonsense and quickly found clothes and got up.
Song Wenjing felt both love and anger for this younger brother. He did not intend to be like the rest of the family and have been spoiled since childhood. Otherwise, problems would arise sooner or later in the future.
The two brothers got up quickly, brushed their teeth and washed their faces, then each held a bowl of polenta with pickled salted radish and drank it to the end.
By this time, Song Jianguo and his wife had already gone to work in the fields. In addition to their own fields, they also had to earn work points from the production team.
Calculated according to his age, Song Wenjing can still get work points now. However, Song Jianguo and his wife knew that their eldest son had just experienced something yesterday, so they did not call him.
At that time, urban people earned wages, while rural people earned work points. Daily labor remuneration was calculated based on work points. And this work points were quite valuable in rural areas.
In fact, in the late 1980s, after the implementation of the farmland contract system, many places had abolished the work-point system.
However, there are often various tasks to be done in the village, such as where the canals need to be dug, where the roads need to be repaired, etc., which all require people to implement them. Therefore, many places still retain this system, and at the same time, the villagers
Have an income.
In the morning, Song Wenjing had nothing to do. He only urged his younger brothers and sisters to complete today's summer vacation homework. At the same time, he also slightly strengthened the family's trolley and prepared for the next plan.
Song Wenfang has always completed his homework consciously. Only Song Wenming likes to be lazy. However, under the supervision of Song Wenjing, he did not dare to act recklessly. He could only curl his lips and sit there obediently doing his homework.
He had no choice, his parents were working in the fields, and he had no one to support him, so he had no choice but to succumb to the power of his elder brother.
At noon, Song Jianguo and his wife finally returned home, exhausted. Seeing their youngest son sitting there obediently doing homework, they couldn't help but feel comforted.
But the good times didn't last long. When Song Wenming saw his parents back, he started crying on the spot about his eldest brother's domineering attitude.
Of course Song Wenjing would not spoil him, so he directly picked up the bamboo stick and hit his buttocks twice, which made Song Jianguo and his wife feel distressed.
Song Wenjing would not make life easier for him if he dared to complain in a more aggravating manner.
After teaching his naughty brother a lesson, Song Wenjing also took Song Jianguo and his wife aside and gave them a rough idea of his thoughts.
Last night, the couple had been communicating for a long time. But as two people who had lived in rural areas all their lives, there was no way they could find a solution, let alone help Song Wenjing find a new job.
Now that I heard that my son planned to collect rags, I was very opposed to it, but I had no choice but to follow the eldest son's arrangement.
The lunch meal was finally a little richer. The vegetable rice porridge was not like the polenta porridge in the morning and evening, which left me full of water.
In addition, when Song Jianguo went to the fields, he caught six or seven loaches from the ditch. When they were stewed directly in water, there was no oily smell, but they finally said that they had meat to eat.
In the 1980s, if an ordinary family wanted to eat meat, it was estimated that they had to wait until the end of the year when the New Year pig was killed. Only at that time, most of the meat was sold, and a small part was kept for their own consumption.
And they are all fat and fat, and when you take one bite, your mouth will be full of oil.
Song Wenjing, who was accustomed to hardship, did not dislike the food at home, but secretly made up his mind to improve the living conditions at home as soon as possible, at least to let his younger brothers and sisters eat meat regularly.
After dinner, Song Wenjing went to his second uncle's house next door to borrow a bicycle, and then went straight to Chengguan Town. He wanted to find his cousin Yiping Ping as soon as possible and ask him to help him deal with the matter.
Song Wenjing has always been grateful to this cousin.
In his previous life, Zhou Yiping helped him overcome difficulties many times after he fell into despair, and at the same time also provided him with psychological comfort.
But after all, he was just an ordinary policeman with no special connections in his family. Until the day Song Wenjing passed away, he had only become the deputy director of the police station.
The journey was dusty, and at the same time, one had to pay attention to the surroundings to avoid being blocked by Brother Dao and others. It took nearly an hour for Song Wenjing to reach his destination.
"Wen Jing, didn't you go to work? Why did you come to my place today?"
He was tall and burly, with a Chinese-character face, and he looked upright. When Zhou Yiping saw Song Wenjing coming over, he was a little happy, but at the same time he seemed puzzled. It was working time at this time, and his cousin must have something urgent to do when he came over.
At this time, he didn't know that Song Wenjing had such a big problem, otherwise he would have found him long ago.
There were other people in the office. Song Wenjing did not immediately answer Zhou Ping's question. Instead, he took out the specially prepared Hongtashan cigarettes from his pocket and gave them to several other police officers in the office, which was regarded as a face-to-face meeting.
A pack of Hongtashan cigarettes costs two and a half yuan. Song Wenjing only had more than ten yuan, but he gritted his teeth and bought a pack.
If for no other reason, he would have to hang out in the city from now on. If he could get to know the police at each police station first, he would be able to save a lot of trouble.
Zhou Yiping frowned, but didn't say anything. He didn't know what Song Wenjing meant. He had only been on the job for less than a month and had not even received his salary yet, so he came over to start Hongta Mountain.
He knew very well about Song Wenjing's family situation. A pack of cigarettes cost more than two yuan, which was a bit too luxurious.
For policemen like them, this may be normal. After all, people often come to do things, and there is no shortage of cigarettes and the like. But for Song Wenjing, who has just started working and has average family conditions, it is a bit abnormal.
Several police officers in the office saw that he was Zhou Ping's cousin, so they gave him a lot of respect and greeted Song Wenjing with a smile. It was their first meeting and they were nodding friends.
Song Wenjing didn't expect everyone to look at him differently immediately. Humanity and sophistication were developed step by step. Decades of experience made him very clear about this.
In his previous life, he was very clear about these things. It was just that he was discouraged at the time and did not actively expand on these aspects.
But it's different now. Since he lives his life again, he will inevitably face the problem of survival. And the relationship in front of him is the one he can best use first.
After completing the circle and saying hello to all parties, Song Wenjing pulled Zhou Yiping out of the office.
Zhou Yiping was very surprised. His cousin's behavior today was obviously inconsistent with his previous personality. In his opinion, Song Wenjing was just a stupid young man who had just graduated from high school.
"Wen Jing, what is going on? Why do I feel that you are a little weird today? Tell me the truth and don't be careless."
After being reborn, he has seen so many things, and of course there have been various changes in his words and deeds. In addition, Song Wenjing, who has lived for several more decades and still looks a little immature, how can he still be the same as before?
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Song Wenjing couldn't explain this, so he could only touch his head in embarrassment, "Cousin, I did encounter something here. I came here today to see if you can help me!"