Lugu Village is still in darkness.

The east is only slightly white, but there is still some time before dawn.

Jiang Xiaoye came home quietly and burst into laughter when he saw Xiaoya wrapping herself in a coat. Not only Xiaoya, but also the eldest sister, her mother, and even the educated youths, with the military coats, they were no longer cold at all.

Unless it's the coldest time in winter, it's impossible to freeze to the point where they can't sleep and freeze to death.

The military coats of this era were made of a lot of materials, all made of cotton, not silk! The little fat man followed Jiang Xiaoye happily, walking step by step.

Jiang Xiaoye brought it to the village, and its spiritual power covered the whole village.

With coats, almost all the adults and the elderly were wrapped in coats, and the children were also wrapped in adult coats. No one was cold anymore. Everyone in the two newly arrived huge temporary tents was asleep.

The era without mobile phones was a good one. If we were to put this in 2020, at least half of the people would wake up early and play with their mobile phones, or there would be night owls who would stay up until early in the morning reading novels and playing games.

"We are sharing food today, right?"

"Yes, Lao Jiang, you asked yesterday if something happened?"

"My daughter's family is almost out of food. Of the four girls, one barely has enough to eat and the other three have no food to eat. All the money I earn is used to support their families. Hey, if only they were in Lugu Village, I would have known better.

Let them marry the villagers."

The cooks in the production team started washing the pots early to prepare. The sky was dark and they could not see Jiang Xiaoye's figure in the distance.

Although the voice was low, it was extremely clear in Jiang Xiaoye's ears.

"There's nothing we can do, Lao Jiang. There's really nothing we can do about it. If your four daughters had married villagers at that time, they would have died of hunger long ago. Look at your two sons, when Xiaoye didn't become secretary, they couldn't even eat

If you have to break every sweet potato and eat it, can you feed a woman?"

"Yeah, hey!"

"Work hard and make more money. Now you can at least support dozens of people, old and young, by yourself. Be content!"

"Hehe, that's right. Matchmaker Wang is looking for partners for my two sons these days. Matchmaker Wang has seen our Lugu team before!"

Wash the pot, light the fire, and cook.

After Jiang Xiaoye heard this, he decided to divide the food in the village. There was too much food. Some of the food was left in the village, and most of it was divided. As for how they arranged it, it was up to them! The sky was getting brighter, and Xu Liutang got up early.

I was patrolling to see if there was anything that needed rectification today, and I saw Jiang Xiaoye wandering around.

"Secretary Xiaoye."

Xu Liutang came over quickly.

Jiang Xiaoye looked back and said with a smile: "Uncle Xu, you came just in time. I have two things to tell you. When it's daytime, you and my eldest sister will be responsible for it together."

Making wine and sharing grain! Xu Liutang was curious: "What is it?"

"It will be November soon, and the weather is getting colder and colder. Our village is okay, but many of the married people in our village have no way to eat. Now that we have enough people in Lugu Village, it is impossible to go to various places."

The family brigade asked them to come to work with us, and I thought we could see if we could divide the food today, divide half of it and keep the other half."

Divide the grain. Keeping too much will attract rats. Many people live by counting grains at home. Jiang Xiaoye is unwilling to save grain. He still doesn't attach much importance to grain.

Xu Liutang hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded and said, "Okay, Secretary Xiaoye, let's divide it today! That is, the proportion of food divided between those in Meng'an County and the people in the village..." He has no complaints about dividing the people in the village.

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But he really had something to say about the distribution to the people in Meng'an County. After all, the fleeers in Meng'an County were not the villagers of Lugu Village.

Jiang Xiaoye thought about this and said with a smile: "In our village, adults have 50 kilograms of coarse grains, 5 kilograms of rice, and three ounces of cauliflower oil, the elderly have 30 kilograms of coarse grains, 3 kilograms of rice, and two taels of cauliflower oil, and children have 20 kilograms of coarse grains.

2 pounds of rice, 2 ounces of rapeseed oil

, As for other things, they will be distributed when the time comes. In Meng'an County, part of the food will be distributed to the educated youths. When the refugees return to the village, some food will be distributed to them. If they do not return, the village will provide them with food and drink.

Uncle Xu, do you think this is okay?

These are extra, and three meals a day in the village are still indispensable."

Before, there were only two meals in the village, but there was no oil or water. Now, there are only three meals.

These are all given as extra, which means they can go back and open a small stove by themselves, give them away, or even exchange them for money.

In this era, food is life, and few people exchange food for tickets unless it is urgently needed.

"I understand, Secretary Xiaoye, leave this to me. I will finish the distribution today!"

It would be simple to divide it like this. Just finish the division in Lugu Village and then distribute it to the educated youth.

Jiang Xiaoye was ambitious, and Xu Liutang knew it.

"Well, that's fine. Uncle Xu, you call me Secretary Xiaoye like that?"

Just call me Xiaoye."

Jiang Xiaoye felt strange. Xu Liutang called him Xiaoye before, but suddenly added a secretary, which was a bit weird.

"It's different. You are the secretary now. There are so many people in the village, and there are so many outsiders. I told everyone last night that no matter who they are, when they meet in the future, even if they kiss again, they must call the secretary.

Or Secretary Xiaoye."

Now, Jiang Xiaoye is the village secretary, and Xu Liutang wants everyone to respect him. Otherwise, if Xiaoye shouts for a long time, many people will disrespect him.

Jiang Xiaoye doesn't have so many ideas, Xu Liutang can be said to be his teacher.

But he didn't say anything more and said with a smile: "It's all the same."

"That's different. By the way, Xiaoye, what's the second thing?"

Xu Liutang thought, what about the second thing?

Jiang Xiaoye was talking about two things.

"The second thing is, whether they are in the village or in Meng'an County, help me count the healthy women over 10 years old and under 40 years old. They must be healthy. I want to make red wine and need a lot of people. Hygiene

Pay attention to this aspect.”

There were too many people in the village to make wine, so naturally, Jiang Xiaoye became willful.

Men are clumsy, but women are different. They are very precise in what they do. He plans to let women make wine, and they must be in good health.

This kind of thing requires great attention to hygiene.

Because in this era, the concept of hygiene is not profound at all.

“Making red wine?

Is it foreign wine?”

If it had been anyone else, they would have asked what red wine was immediately, but Xu Liutang’s ancestor was a rich man and had read many poems and books, so he knew a lot about red wine.

"That's right, I'm going to make a lot of red wine!"
Chapter completed!