Zhou Yin said "Yeah", his voice didn't rise much, he just raised his voice slightly so that everyone could hear: "This job is not easy. The chief manager of the company and I patted our chests and promised that you guys
You are capable, your hands and feet will be clean after you go, no matter how hungry you are, you can’t touch things that you shouldn’t touch, and you still have to protect the things in the shop, is that okay?”
"No problem, no problem," the village chief agreed on their behalf and asked, "How many people do they want?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone inside and outside the courtyard took a step forward and stared at Zhou Yin with bright eyes.
"Thirty-two."
The village chief was stunned, "This..."
This number of people basically brought together all the young and capable men in the village.
Zhou Yin's eyes blurred, he took a few steps back, leaned against the pillars of the cattle shed at the village chief's house, and said to them: "These are laborious jobs, so I gave you a meal in advance. Eat it.
Follow me to the county tomorrow."
Zhou Yin signaled Zhou Dalang to open the cloth bag he brought, and inside was a large cake packed together.
As soon as the tightly tied cloth bag was opened, the faint aroma of the cakes came out, and the crowd became commotion.
The village chief immediately shouted, "Don't move, let Uncle Yin do it."
But as the village chief, he had just taken office and was not very prestigious yet. Finally, an old man slammed the table and said, "What's the fuss? What's the fuss? There are thirty-two people in a family. At least one person can go out, and some even two."
If something happens to you, no one will want to go..."
Only then did everyone calm down.
The old man looked back at Zhou Yin and saw that he was in a daze. He knew that he was hungry, so he reached out and took out a piece of cake, took a piece and stuffed it into his mouth. Then he turned to the villagers and said, "Young man who can carry the bag and do the work."
Stand up and let us count the loaves according to the number of people."
Everyone came forward and queued up.
Zhou Yin ate a small piece of cake and drank two bowls of water. He finally regained his composure. He stepped forward and said, "I know the number of thirty-two people in my mind. I'll come up and get them after I name them."
Zhou Yin took the cake from the old man's hand, first called Zhou Dalang's name, stuffed the missing corner of the cake into his hand, and then started calling other people's names, "Dayong..."
He considered everyone in the village from the age of fifteen to thirty-five, no more, no less, exactly thirty-two people, with at least one person in each family.
Zhou Yin divided all the cakes, rolled up the empty bag and said: "I don't care how you divide this cake, but at least you have to be strong, otherwise if you go to the county town tomorrow, if the chief manager doesn't like it and returns it, I won't
no way."
They were excited and wanted to tear up the cake and share it with their families. The excited villagers also calmed down a little and said, "Yes, I have to keep it. I must have strength tomorrow."
Zhou Yin stopped caring about them and took Zhou Dalang home.
Zhou Dalang followed him with a piece of cake that was missing a corner, and asked anxiously: "Uncle, why don't you have one? Didn't you find this job? Ordinarily you should also have a piece of cake."
When the villagers nearby heard this, they also became confused. Yes, why didn't Zhou Yin have any cake?
In the old Zhou family, Qian had already gotten out of bed and was sitting in the main room with Zhou Jin, looking at the grain bags placed in the middle. Several children were squatting aside, all a little scared.
When she saw Zhou Yin coming back, Qian stood up immediately. She stumbled because she stood up too fast.
Zhou Yin hurriedly stepped forward to support her, "Sister-in-law."
Qian grabbed his hand, stared at him and asked, "Honestly, where did you get the food?"
"In these days, this bag of grain is very valuable. Where did you get it? You also found work for so many people in the village."
Zhou Yin lowered his head and stared at his toes and said, "I sold myself."
"What?" Qian murmured, her voice almost inaudible, "What do you mean by selling yourself?"
Zhou Yin forced a smile and said: "Sister-in-law, that's a big business. It passes through Luojiang County every year. I've planned it. Even if I leave with the business, I'll still come back every year. You just think I'm going out to work.
Will always come back.”
Qian murmured and was speechless for a while.
Zhou Jin also held his head and said nothing.
They are not fools, nor are they pretentious. Their family is in dire straits, and they know why Zhou Yin did what he did.
Zhou Yin comforted them and said: "Brother, sister-in-law, don't worry. The chief manager of that company is friendly to me. If I go with him, I will be able to enjoy a good life and have no worries about food and drink."
Qian and Zhou Jin were not comforted. Is it so good to be a slave? Life and death can only depend on other people's thoughts.
Qian looked at the bag of grain on the ground and asked, "Have you signed the contract?"
"Signed, I came back to pack my things today and leave tomorrow."
The last bit of luck in her heart was gone. Qian turned around and went back to the house without saying a word.
Zhou Yin scratched his head and said to Zhou Jin, who was sitting with his head lowered: "Brother, go see your sister-in-law. It's not like I won't come back."
"This is not under your control," Zhou Jin said, "Can you still be the master of the master?"
He turned around and went back to the house, where Qian was crying sadly under the quilt.
Zhou Jin sat on the edge of the bed and sighed. After a while, he stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt. Qian pulled the quilt away, clenched his fists and hit him, "I call you lazy, I call you lazy, how many times have I told you, at home,
If there is no food left, people will die if there is a natural disaster, so you just have to muddle along and don’t move until someone drives you away..."
Zhou Jin held his head and let her beat him, Qian grabbed and beat him and cried loudly, "You give me back my little silver, give me back my son, you are useless..."
Zhou Yilang ran to find Zhou Yin, "Uncle, my parents are fighting."
Zhou Yin was packing his luggage. In fact, he only had a set of clothes and nothing to bring. He didn't even move his brows when he heard this. "You are so hungry, how can you get a flower? Don't worry about them."
Zhou Erlang sat on the edge of the bed and frowned, "Uncle, did you really sell yourself out?"
Zhou Yin said "hmm".
"Then how can I redeem you in the future?"
"Do I need you?" Zhou Yin said confidently: "I have monthly money. I will save it when the time comes. When I learn the skills, I will redeem myself."
Zhou Erlang looked unbelieving, "It's so good, wouldn't everyone in the world be vying to be slaves?"
"That's because they haven't found a good employer. My employer is nice and treats me better," Zhou Yin said: "It's definitely better than in the village. Don't worry about me. Just think about yourself. I'm leaving.
From now on, when Dalang goes to work in the county, you will be the eldest in the family, so you have to take care of your family, save some food, and wait for the government to release the food."
Zhou Lang responded.
Qian cried a lot, and finally packed away three pairs of shoes for Zhou Yin with red eyes, two of which were made before, for him and Zhou Dalang, and the other pair was made by staying up late last night.
? ?Good night
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