nodded, "it should be."

The accountant over there, listening to the Secretary, took the abacus and worked out the quantity in a blink of an eye. He calculated the coarse and fine grains clearly, and asked elder brother Han and one of his uncles to weigh them together.

Han Er Ge and Han Er Sao looked at so much food being weighed out, and were worried, "is the rest enough for us to eat? If a person is counted according to the ration, does he have to weigh our food first? "

Lao Zhishu said, "every family owes a little grain. Just stay up until autumn grain comes down."

There will be sorghum, soybean, corn, mainly sweet potato.

Local public grain is mainly wheat and corn, sorghum, soybean, sweet potato are basically divided by the team members themselves. In addition, Han Yongfang's official style is domineering, incoherent and uniform, so the management is also in place, with less foreign labor and less waste, and more grain can be distributed.

On the whole, the members of shanzui village can have enough to eat.

Han Yongfang is very confident about this.

When the old party secretary said something, Han and his two brothers only had to grumble, and no one dared to play roughshod in front of Han Yongfang.

When the grain is divided, it means money.

Old lady Han feels the pain of gouging out her heart and flesh. It's all her money. It's all her Jinyu and Jinbao's money!

Without Han Qingsong's allowance, she couldn't accept it. Now she has to take out the money she saved. It's better to kill her.

"No money. Now there is no money at home." Old lady Han won't let go.

Han Yongfang took a look at old Han's head, "brother, would you like to discuss it yourself?"

This money is earned by Han Qingsong, others don't know, Han Yongfang is too clear.

At this time, they all work in the team, and their money and food are exchanged by their work points. Han Yongfang has a clear mind about who's work points are and how much money and food are.

Han Yongchang (the old Han leader) changed almost all his work points into grain, firewood, non-staple food and so on. The old lady relied on her son to send money to her home, so she didn't have to struggle with other people again and again, so she had to exchange rations for some cash.

And how much money Han Qingsong can send home each time is up to Han Yongfang.

Of course, he didn't know how much the old lady spent, but according to his estimation, the family must have money.

Since the family is divided, it's natural to be fair. Otherwise, he won't take the lead. In order to protect the old, he should also take good care of the small. Only members can serve him.

After all, Han Qingsong didn't want a house.

With so many people watching, Han could not afford to lose the man. He took a look at the old lady and gritted his teeth. "Is there 300 yuan left... Or 200 yuan left, take it out..."

"What? Two hundred? Where did you get 200? Steal or rob? Which time is not waiting to send back money to spend at home, this time wood get, this is not open pot. Don't say three hundred, thirty is none. "

Since old Han tou said something, he couldn't take it back. He couldn't afford to lose the man.

Moreover, he knew that the old lady had more than 1000 savings, but he only said 200.

He also knew that the old lady had been very frugal at home these years. No one in the frugal family had any decent clothes, and the place to spend money was the youngest son and daughter, but the tickets were limited, and it didn't cost much.

Old lady Qian didn't give up to deposit in the bank. She was afraid that people would miss her. They were all locked in a small box and hidden in the deep of the big wardrobe. The big wardrobe was locked again.

"Take it out, give it to the third family, and let them buy something, or they can't make a living." Although old Han's head is also partial to his little son and daughter, he can get by on the whole. He can't let people poke his spine.

This is what his father taught him. As long as he is his own son, he should try his best to keep a bowl of water on the surface and not allow outsiders to gossip.

The old lady almost pouted over. She wanted to tear up the stubborn and ignorant old man. When he was supporting so many sons in those years, he always gave an extra share of money and effort, but it was hard to please him. Now he is like this again!

Why can't you be the master at that time, and still can't be the master now?

She doesn't want to give her any money, and she wants her family to pay her every year in the future!

Let her take 150 yuan unexpectedly, this is dizzy.

"Don't talk about it. You can take it. What do you know. Long hair, short insight! I'm doing it for you. " Old Han tou mumbled a heavy sentence.

"Ah - I, I, I have long hair and short knowledge. You have more knowledge. You have been separated from the old three."

Over there, Sanwang tongyanwuji said with a smile, "if you are separated, big guys will try to get my grandfather. Don't leave you behind at that time."

Children's eyes are the brightest. They are so annoying that no one wants them.

"Ah - I don't live!" Mrs. Han covered her face and rushed into the room, threw herself on the Kang and wailed.

San Wang scratched his head. "Am I wrong?"

Lin Lan drags him and says in a low voice, "what's the truth?"

....

Old Han head into the house, let the old lady take money, "don't go abroad, let others joke.". Isn't that all the money earned by the third man? You said to save it and give it to him. Now that he comes back, if you don't give it to him, when will you give it to him? "

The old lady was even more angry. "Can that be taken seriously? That's what I said! "

It's her when it's in her hands.

It's too much to say that I'll give you such words after I save them. If there are several children, they may be subsidized to someone. Even if there is only one child, I'm afraid that my daughter-in-law will spend it, so I still have to keep it. After all, I want to keep it until my last breath and I'm about to leave the world.

I didn't expect that the old man was serious. The old lady was so angry that she would lose all her face.

No way, she still opened the wardrobe and took ten... Twenty... Feeling that old Han's eyes looked like a bayonet, she took out fifty teeth and threw them on the ground, "no!"

Lao Han's head endured his heartache and snatched out another 50.

At that time, Mrs. Han's heart ached so much that she put her chest down on the edge of the Kang and cried, "god damn it, there's no money left at home."