Chapter 285 Mr. Yang Returns Home to Visit His Relatives! [3]

Before getting on the bus, Yang Ming prepared to leave 1,000 Hong Kong dollars here.

Mr. Shen knew that when Mr. Yang attended the National Day ceremony in Hong Kong, he left a sum of money after every consumption.

Now Mr. Shen and Secretary Zhang felt that the funds allocated by the old man and Mr. Xi were specially for Mr. Yang and his party, so how could Mr. Yang be asked to spend money again?

"Mr. Yang, the funds have been allocated to entertain you." Secretary Zhang hurriedly reminded.

"Then I can't let them work here for free."

Finally, before leaving, the staff who had been busy for most of the day, including the chefs and those aunts, each received a hard work fee of 10 RMB.

For the current income of a few yuan a month for ordinary farmers in China, this is a lot of money.

These chefs and aunts didn't expect that they were suddenly selected by the people above to cook and entertain Mr. Yang and others, but now before Mr. Yang left, he gave each of them a huge sum of 10 yuan.

When they carefully put the money into their pockets, thinking of Mr. Yang smiling and shaking hands with them and thanking them, these kitchen staff and aunts felt that today's meal was really worth the work.

They remembered that Mr. Yang and others had left a lot of meat and vegetables, and when they were ready to go back to eat, they found that Mr. Yang and his party had already got on the car and left.

They still didn't know the identities of Mr. Yang and others, but they just knew that someone was sent to greet them, which was certainly not simple.

"Mr. Shen, Secretary Zhang, do you think the money I just gave to those chefs and aunts can go into their pockets?" Yang Ming asked with a smile.

He wanted to give those chefs and aunts more, 100 Hong Kong dollars per person, and Yang Ming didn't think it was too much. However, Yang Ming thought, no matter how much money he gave, how much would fall into these people's pockets?

"I think so."

Secretary Zhang didn't dare to guarantee it.

Mr. Shen was even more like that.

Yang Ming shook his head and said nothing more.

He had returned to the car and continued to drive north with Yang Jirong and his wife.

At this time, from Qianshui Town, the straight-line distance to Longchuan County, Yang Jirong's hometown, should be less than 200 kilometers.

This is the straight-line distance.

According to the current domestic highways, basically, they are built through some towns and urban areas, and they are basically dirt roads, and they are winding, unlike the highways that are almost straightened later.

Yang Ming knows that many future highways will not pass through the center of big cities, but just open a mouth near big cities.

In this case, a lot of demolition costs are saved and the distance between the two places is straightened.

It's different now.

They left Danshui Town in Huiyang and continued to go north.

The team led by Mr. Shen and Secretary Zhang was still in the front.

The further north they went, Yang Ming found that there were more rural areas and more fields.

There were more adobe houses in these rural areas.

Compared with the barrenness of the rural areas below Pengcheng near Xiangjiang.

Now Yang Ming found that there were more people here. He saw some farmers in ordinary clothes driving buffaloes, and some adobe houses with white smoke coming out. This should be the local farmers' life of this era.

In the 1950s, 1960s, and 1970s, many people also ran to Hong Kong, but the farther away from Hong Kong, the fewer people ran.

Now there are more people here, and it is more rich in the rural characteristics of this era.

Yang Jirong and Li Yufang are in a much better mood now. The road is still bumpy now. When Yang Jirong saw the outside, his mood was indeed much better.

"Yufang, Peter, I feel that it is almost the same as when I went to Hong Kong that year. There seems to be no change outside."

"Dad, there should be changes."

Yang Ming remembered that he had studied history and studied relevant materials.

In the winter of 1978, 18 farmers in Xiaogang Village, Fengyang County, Anhui Province, implemented the "contract responsibility system" for agriculture with the spirit of "daring to be the first in the world", which opened the curtain of domestic rural reform.

Almost at the same time, in a small mountain village in Shangyi Commune, Huicheng District, South Guangdong, the pioneering move of "contracting output to households" was also being carried out.

In that era, "contracting output to households" was a forbidden area, and the "one big and two public" commune system seriously weakened the enthusiasm of farmers.

In the implementation of the household contract responsibility system in rural areas, as early as the beginning of 1975, the Huangkeng Pai Production Team of Guangfeng Brigade, Shangyi Commune, Ziyi County, took the lead in the country to implement the "dividing land and working alone, operating by households" model.

Compared with Xiaogang Village, Fengyang County, Anhui Province, which implemented the division of land and working alone in the winter of 1978, Shangyi, Ziyi, was more than three years earlier.

By October 1978, Shangyi Commune fully implemented the household contract responsibility system and implemented "dividing land and working alone".

In other words, there are actually some places in the country that have secretly divided land to households, even contracted output to households, and worked more for more work and paid more.

Yang Jirong and Li Yufang did not understand these.

Now when I heard Yang Ming talking about the distribution of land to households, I was also a little surprised.

"Peter, you just talked about the big pot meal in the canteen in Tamsui, why is it now the distribution of land to households?" Yang Jirong asked in disbelief.

Big pot meal?

Even if Yang Jirong and Li Yufang have not experienced it, they know how it is. However, the distribution of land to households and the big pot meal are completely different in nature.

"Daddy, Mommy, the country has been changing all the time, but outsiders don't know it yet."

"I think it's good to divide the land among households. The more you work, the more you get. Hardworking people can certainly eat their fill, while lazy people can only starve to death." Yang Jirong said.

He himself thinks that working harder means getting rich, and hard work is the way it should be.

That big pot meal is totally unrealistic and goes against human nature.

When Yang Ming, Yang Jirong, and Li Yufang were chatting in the car, Yang Ming and Yang Jirong learned from the information about their hometown that Mr. Shen and the others brought to them.

Now their hometown is Sanjiaotang Production Team. The so-called production team is a rural collective ownership cooperative economic model, which is different from the big pot meal era.

The system of the commune in the era of the big collective was a management model of "three-level ownership, team-based". As the foundation, the production team was both a labor organization and an economic entity.

The material and economic benefits of each member are closely linked to the performance of the production team.

Because the commune issued various physical delivery tasks and various levies to the production team according to the plan, the production team must complete them unconditionally. After completing the tasks, the remaining physical objects and money will be distributed to the members by the production team according to relevant policies.

Therefore, the rations and cash of all members were not fixed. In good years, when the harvest was good, there was more, which could basically fill their stomachs. Even after completing the task of purchasing pigs, the production team could kill a few pigs and distribute them to the members to improve their meals and have a good meal during the summer harvest and summer planting during the New Year.

If there was a famine year, the grain production decreased, and after the public grain and purchased grain were handed in, the production team could not distribute much grain to the members, and the members could only tighten their belts and live half-starved.

In the 1960s, it was almost normal for the members to not have enough food, so it was a pleasure to have enough food in that era.

Later, with the completion of agricultural water conservancy infrastructure, drought and flood disasters were reduced, and with the use of chemical fertilizers and the promotion of improved varieties, in the late 1970s, grain production increased year by year, and the situation of not having enough food in the production team gradually improved. After completing the task of handing in the public grain, the rations distributed to the members were basically enough to eat.

The Sanjiaotang production team in Yang Jirong's hometown has not been able to eat enough since the 1950s, and there is simply not enough food rations.

So much so that some families, with ten or even more than a dozen people, only have half a pound of rice rations a day, and all they cook is porridge. In this case, how can they not be hungry?

Yang Jirong has long known that the Sanjiaotang production team may still be the poorest.

Thinking of this, they couldn't help but sigh again.

. . .

A convoy passed the bumpy road and headed north all the way.

When they arrived at Pingshan Town Commune in Huidong, the sun had already set and it was dark.

The most important thing was that it was dinner time, and it was impossible to continue on the road.

Pingshan Town Commune is not only the seat of Pingshan Town, but also the seat of Huidong County. Compared with Danshui, there are more streets here. In addition to some two- or three-story white-walled brick houses on the streets, in fact, most of them are ordinary adobe tile houses.

Mr. Yang and his party were arranged to have dinner at the canteen of Pingshan Town Commune, and they were also arranged to stay at the only guesthouse here.

Before Yang Ming and others came.

The leaders of Huicheng and Huidong had been waiting for a long time, but they had not seen Mr. Yang and others. Now when they saw these luxury cars coming, they knew that Mr. Shen, Secretary Zhang, and Mr. Yang and his party from Hong Kong had finally arrived.

Yang Ming originally planned to return to Yang Jirong's hometown in one day.

Now coming from the Repulse Bay Mid-Levels Villa, the highway and mountain roads that went around in circles should have only driven more than 100 kilometers in a day.

Even so.

Not only Chen Zhenhua and Xie Yan, these bodyguards were a little tired.

Yang Ming, Yang Jirong, Li Yufang, Azhu, Zhong Chuhong, Lin Xiuzhi, Chen Bo, Song Shaoguang and others were all a little exhausted.

Especially Azhu and Zhong Chuhong still had motion sickness and vomiting, and it was even more uncomfortable to sit in the car for a day.

Secretary Zhang and Mr. Shen arranged for Mr. Yang and his party to stay at the Pingshan Town Guesthouse, which was not bad in Yang Ming's opinion. After all, he was not the kind of person who was in a hurry.

"Mr. Yang, we have sent people to clean the guesthouse in advance. You can move in without worry." Secretary Zhang and Director Song of the guesthouse came over and said.

"Thank you for your arrangement. As long as it is clean, it's fine."

It is better to have a place to stay than to have no place to stay.

This is a white brick house with some worn walls. It should have been built in the 1950s and has always been one of the guesthouses in Pingshan Town and Huidong.

There are five floors in total, but there are many rooms, about fifty or sixty rooms.

There are more than 20 people here with Yang Ming, and more than 20 people with Mr. Shen and Mr. Zhang. They were quickly arranged to stay.

Yang Ming lives in a room by himself.

Ah Zhu, Zhong Chuhong, and Lin Xiuzhi are in the next room.

Yang Ming found that there is electricity here, and the electric light in the room now emits a warm yellow light.

When I was in Hong Kong, the Repulse Bay Villa was located in the middle of the mountain, but it was still relatively warm during the day and at night.

Now, just after arriving here, Yang Ming felt that it was chilly outside, and the wind blew the glass of the room window.

Now in January, it should be the coldest time in Guangdong Province, and the further north you go, the colder it is.

Compared with Hong Kong, Huidong is further north.

Yang Ming still sat in the wheelchair and looked out the window.

Ah Zhu and Zhong Chuhong walked in.

"Master, we are here to help you take a bath." Ah Zhu and Zhong Chuhong came in and said.

The guesthouse has a separate shower room, but it is not the kind with a shower head. You have to wait for the hot water to come down before you can rinse.

The most important thing is that this separate shower room is connected to the toilet in the bathroom, which is very narrow and inconvenient.

In this case, how can Ah Zhu and Zhong Chuhong help him take a bath?

What's more, the two women have been in a bumpy car for a whole day and are carsick.

"No, you go back and rest first. If you feel inconvenient, you don't have to take a bath tonight."

It's cold now, so you don't have to take a bath.

"Master, let me give you a massage."

Yang Ming wanted to say something else.

Ah Zhu and Zhong Chuhong had already come to give him a massage.

Yang Ming was originally a vegetative state. In the past year, he has recovered very well, but he is still far behind normal people.

Under the massage of Ah Zhu and Zhong Chuhong, Yang Ming's muscles are indeed much more comfortable. After the blood circulation, the original muscle soreness has also been reduced a lot.

I don't know how long it has been.

The wind was stronger outside, and even with the window closed, there were still crackling sounds.

This made Ah Zhu and Zhong Chuhong feel that the environment here was really bad.

Yang Ming knew that the current situation was already very good.

"Master, the room is so noisy, will you be unable to sleep?" Ah Zhu asked.

"I fell asleep as soon as I lay down when I was tired."

Ah Zhu and Zhong Chuhong thought so too.

At this moment, the window of the room was blown open by the strong wind outside, and the newspapers stuck on the glass seemed to be blown away. Ah Zhu and Zhong Chuhong hurried to pull the glass window back and tighten it.

Even so, in the state that it was not sealed, a slight sound was still heard.

"Master, it's raining outside."

Raining?

In January, it has not yet entered the rainy season, but the weather in Guangdong Province is like that.

Around the Spring Festival, it is particularly popular to have light rain, and it is even likely to have moldy rain weather, which makes clothes unable to dry.

Moreover, before the Spring Festival, it is the coldest period of the year in Guangdong Province. If it rains, the weather will be even colder.

This kind of cold is wet cold. When it is the coldest, you may feel freezing.

In this regard, the cold in Yanjing or the north is also very cold when it snows in winter, but this kind of cold is dry cold, which is different from the wet cold in Guangdong Province.

Before coming, Mr. Shen and Secretary Zhang had reminded that the weather in Guangdong Province might be colder, and they were afraid that Mr. Yang and his family would not be able to adapt to it, so they asked them to bring more cold-proof clothes.

When I came here today, during the day, in Xiangjiang and even in Pengcheng, it was still sunny and the weather was very comfortable.

Unexpectedly, when I came here, not only did the temperature drop, but it also started to drizzle.

"Pay attention to cold protection."

"Yes, Master."

When Yang Ming asked the two women to go back to their rooms to rest, he came to another room next door.

"Peter, what's the matter?" Li Yufang opened the door and asked.

"Mommy, it's getting cold here now. It was drizzling outside just now. You and Daddy should keep warm."

"Mommy and Daddy are fine. Mommy is just worried about you."

Yang Ming was in a vegetative state before. His muscles were severely atrophied. After a year of nutritional supplements and conditioning, he was much better. She still knew that in this kind of weather, Yang Ming was not suitable to appear in a cold place, because Yang Ming's body might feel tingling.

"Mommy, I'm fine."

Yang Ming returned to his room.

He still took a hot bath first.

In the separate bathroom, he used the bucket to wait for a bucket of hot water, picked up a spoon, and used the hot water to pour from head to toe. He felt much more comfortable after a while.

Come out of the bathroom and change clothes.

Yang Ming sat back in the wheelchair and looked out the window.

Now the wind outside the window is still strong, and it is raining, dripping, but the rain is not much.

. . .

There is a landline phone in the guesthouse.

Mr. Shen is there, reporting to the old man far away in Yanjing.

The old man was busy today. It was because of the formal establishment of diplomatic relations between China and the United States. He had to attend many important events.

However, he was still concerned about where Mr. Yang and his family were now.

"Old man, we have come to Huidong. The conditions here are really too poor. I don't know if a rich kid like Mr. Yang can adapt." Mr. Shen told the old man in Yanjing about the situation here.

The old man was silent for a while and said, "It's hard for Mr. Yang, but I think Mr. Yang's achievements today are not just as simple as good luck."

The old man told Mr. Shen some words on the phone.

After Mr. Shen hung up the phone and came out.

Secretary Zhang also had to report to Mr. Xi, who was far away in Yangcheng, Guangdong Province.

Two chapters merged into one chapter!

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