novelaction Chapter 263: Those Years in the Great Northern Wilderness (99)
Chapter 263: Those Years in the Great Northern Wilderness (99)
The next day, a notice was posted on the regiment’s bulletin board.
The regiment will build two five-story residential buildings, each divided into two units. Each unit will have four households on each floor, for a total of eighty households, and each household will have a net indoor area of 39 square meters.
If you want a house, donate food.
How to donate grain? After the buckwheat planted in the field is harvested, the group will have a second batch of grain distribution, which can be used as collateral. One house requires a donation of 100 kilograms of buckwheat.
If there are no other natural disasters, the estimated population ration is that each adult laborer can get 50 kilograms of buckwheat, each child under ten years old can get 8 kilograms, and those between ten and seventeen years old and the elderly who have lost their ability to work can get 15 kilograms.
Buckwheat was originally distributed separately as disaster relief food. For those who really needed to get a house, they could still afford it if they gritted their teeth.
Don't want to? That's ok, you can wait for the next batch. The group will definitely build more residential buildings, don't worry.
The main purpose of building houses this time is disaster relief, and participation is voluntary and not mandatory.
Then someone asked, “When is the next batch?”
The young clerk said that it is hard to say. The floods some time ago brought huge losses to our Construction Corps. Not only did the grain production decrease, but a lot of infrastructure was also damaged. There is a shortage of supplies everywhere. I am afraid it will take a few years to recover.
This is the truth without any water. Want to wait for the division headquarters to allocate building materials? Wait.
However, steel and cement are both building materials that need to be allocated by superiors, otherwise the regiment will have no way to deal with them.
The steel materials shipped back this time were all "second-hand" building materials that the deputy regiment commander obtained in exchange for food promised to brother units through his connections. There was not much, only enough to build two buildings.
So, don’t think it’s unfair. If you want a house, donate grain. If you don’t want to donate grain, just keep waiting.
The group will not take advantage of anyone. The food will be charged according to the current market price, which can be used to offset future electricity bills.
As for those who don’t have a house, don’t worry, the group will definitely solve the problem. If it’s really urgent, the group will grant you a foundation and you can build it yourself.
We have some members of our group working in the forest farm. If there is any wood that does not meet the national unified purchasing standards, you can always contact them and find a way to purchase it.
People are alive, how can they die from holding their urine?
It sounds good, it doesn't cost money to build a house by yourself? Why spend money when you can get a house for free? Many people grumbled in their hearts, and then those who did not have an urgent need for a house stopped.
There are also some people who need houses but are reluctant to give up food. Even if it can be used to pay for electricity bills in the future, the whole family depends on that little bit of food to save their lives now.
Especially those employees who live in nearby villages and towns. As long as anyone who is related to them comes to borrow grain, we can ignore other people, but can we ignore our parents, brothers and sisters?
Forget it, let’s wait for the next wave.
So, out of the 80 houses that were originally so popular that people were fighting for them, there were still three vacancies. But no matter what, the problem of housing distribution was finally solved.
As the building materials arrived, the houses were built day by day. With a way to make a living, the refugees settled down. In mid-September, relief food from nearby villages and towns began to arrive.
The refugees surrounding the independent group have returned home one after another, but many people have stayed to continue working. Although working here is tiring, they can eat well. If they eat outside, they can save more food for their families.
Yi An came back on his bicycle and said, "Most of the people are gone." He took Jing Jing off the back of the bicycle, and she called out, "Auntie Yun."
This is Xu Hongying's youngest daughter, who is only three years old this year. Yun Tinglan was cutting leeks in the corner and looked up with a smile, "Jingjing is here, where is your brother?" She picked a few big tomatoes with a green shoulder on the back, but the flesh inside was sandy and tasted especially good, and handed them to Jingjing.
But his eyes were fixed on Yi An, "Have you sent the food to your godmother and the others? Why don't you bring Bei Bei here as well?"
Yi An was washing his face by the sink, "Godmother won't let him come."
The little girl revealed her true nature after taking just one bite. She happily followed Yun Tinglan and kept complaining about her mother. "My mom said my brother eats too much and won't let him come. She also said he always runs around and gets hungry faster, so he eats more and wastes food."
He was the only child who lacked food. Yun Tinglan picked a lot of cucumbers, eggplants, and long beans and put them in the bamboo basket. "Make another trip to deliver these vegetables. Give half to your godmother Dandan and the others. Ask Lingling if she can come."
"Mom, you don't care about me at all. I just came back and the seat isn't even warm enough yet." He complained but had already gotten on his bike.
"Stop joking. The group is going to slaughter a pig at noon and there will be pig-killing dishes." Yun Tinglan knew very well how strong her son was, so these twenty or thirty kilograms of vegetables were no problem at all.
Yi An curled his lips, "You don't have to bait me. I definitely won't stay at the County Party Committee's staff quarters for dinner. There's a food shortage everywhere right now, and the food supply in the city has also been lowered. They don't have enough to eat, so how could I stay for dinner?"
He doesn't eat enough or well, but he is not stupid.
You are so smart. Yun Tinglan glanced at her son and said, "Go quickly and come back quickly. Watch the road on the way." When they were at the door, she added, "Don't let go and ride."
Got it, stop nagging. Yian waved his hands impatiently and rode away.
As soon as Guihua reached the gate of the Yun family, she saw Yi'an rushing out. She quickly stepped aside, entered the yard and went straight to the vegetable garden to plant the vegetable seedlings.
The cabbage and radishes in Yun Tinglan's family were sown early and densely from Lingxi seeds, and they were thinned out as they grew. The thinned out seedlings are also vegetables and can be eaten.
Make the most of the land.
Familiar people like to come and grab a handful, and they all know the rules and don’t touch the strong seedlings, so they never come empty-handed.
Guihua took half a sunflower plate, the seeds on it were already edible, and she came close to Yun Tinglan and asked, "Is this a relative's child?" Then she sighed, as if she felt the same way, "It's the same in my family. There are seven people in our family, and how can my husband and I support them... Fortunately, we can make a living at the construction site..."
Yun Tinglan frowned and quickly looked at Jingjing. Seeing that she was squatting beside Yining and picking up dandelions together, she breathed a sigh of relief and laughed, "We were all forced to do this. Otherwise, who would be willing to leave their hometown?"
Worried that Guihua would continue to talk nonsense, Yun Tinglan picked an old cucumber and stuffed it into her mouth. As a result, Guihua didn't stop chewing the cucumber and kept talking about the communal meals at the construction site.
So-and-so peeled the radish very thickly and took it home secretly, and so-and-so made the steamed bread too thin and short of the weight. She also praised her brother-in-law for his good craftsmanship and honest work. Her meaning was obvious.
Seeing that Guihua changed the subject, Yun Tinglan let her do as she pleased and turned a deaf ear to her. She was not in charge of personnel transfers, and the kitchen was under the management of logistics.
If you really ask about it, you are crossing the line. No one likes someone who stretches his hand too far.
Yi'an came back, driven by driver Wang Kai. Beibei and Lingling were also there. The driver Xiao Liu also carried a net bag of things, including milk powder, malted milk, and a large bag of snacks.
Wang Kai and his wife are busy with disaster relief work and have to go to the grassroots tomorrow. The child is reluctant to go to the nursery, so when they see Yi An going to pick him up, they send him here.