My Wife Is the Capitalist Heiress of the 1970s - Chapter 3

However, he didn’t think much of it. This person was indeed his underling. Perhaps he had just come to terms with it after experiencing this setback.

That’s good too. Being sweet-talking is much better than before when I didn’t know what to say. It will make it easier for me to find a wife in the future.

Maybe they’ll ask for less dowry because of his sweet talk.

Zhou Wenshan, unaware of Zhou Wenhai’s thoughts, casually grabbed a handful of rice seedlings from the ridge and bent down to plant them one by one.

He planted five rows at a time. The original owner had experience planting rice seedlings, which he perfectly inherited. Otherwise, he wouldn’t even be able to do this simple job well.

He took a green seedling from his hand and planted it in the still-watered ground, then quickly reached out and took out another one…

The most tiring part of growing rice is having to be bent over all day long.

My back aches so much after a day that I can’t straighten up at all.

Zhou Wenshan is alright; after all, he’s young and has strong kidneys, so he doesn’t feel very tired.

But at his parents’ age, bending over like that for a long time becomes unbearable.

Even Zhou Wenhai, who is two years older than him, is probably not in much better shape. After all, he’s married now, and he uses up more of his back strength at night, so he’s finding it harder to bend over and work during the day…

Zhou Wenshan looked up and saw that his parents were already at least 50 meters ahead of him.

Although they were old, they were still very quick and efficient, much faster than him. After all, they had been growing rice for decades. They could plant three seedlings, while Zhou Wenshan might not be able to plant two.

He looked up and glanced at the work, then silently lowered his head and continued working. Everyone was working hard to earn work points, and he couldn’t hold them back, could he?

The workload of these three acres is considerable. If he lags behind and fails to finish the work, he’ll get a beating on his backside again that night.

After all, the family applied for the full work points for five people, and since they applied, they have to finish the work, otherwise they might get criticized.

Because there is only so much land, and work points are calculated based on the amount of land; the more land you have, the more work points you get.

Everyone wants to earn the maximum number of work points, but in the end, not everyone will be able to get the maximum number of work points for a plot of land.

So if you can get a full square meter of land, you have to finish it.

Otherwise, it will give others an excuse to find fault.

Ah, you applied for a full quota of work points but still can’t finish it all, while other members who wanted to apply for full quotas couldn’t get any. This shows a lack of work attitude and initiative on your part; you need to reflect on yourselves…

Anyway, people who don’t get along with your family will always find an excuse to attack you.

Zhou Wenshan buried himself in his work and became so engrossed that when the seedlings were gone, he reached up from the ridges of the field to pick them up.

He was woken up by a shout, “Waiter, take a rest for a while!”

Zhou Wenshan looked up and saw his father, Zhou Yuanchao, calling him to rest.

According to my father, he didn’t have this name before. When the incident broke out, the Chinese people were filled with righteous indignation, and many people changed their names to “Aid Korea” or “Anti-M”.

He also changed his name to Zhou Yuanchao. As for his previous name, the two brothers, Zhou Wenshan and Zhou Wenhai, asked him about it.

But the father just smiled and didn’t say anything. When he asked the mother, Liu Cuihua, she also covered her mouth and smiled without saying anything.

Zhou Wenshan thought with a wicked sense of humor that it was probably something like a dog egg or a stone, typical of that era.

Ha ha……

Standing up and looking back, I realized that I had already completed one round trip.

I touched my lower back, and thankfully, it wasn’t particularly sore.

Seeing that Zhou Wenhai, his father Zhou Yuanchao, and his mother Liu Cuihua were all resting by the field, he also sat down to rest for a while.

Even the strongest body can’t withstand working like this all the time.

His father, Zhou Yuanchao, and mother, Liu Cuihua, both looked much more relaxed upon seeing his expression.

Zhou Wenhai slapped him on the shoulder, “Good boy, you’ve worked really hard today!”

At first, he noticed that Zhou Wenshan’s speed wasn’t very fast, but later he became faster than him.

Sitting by the field, Zhou Wenshan looked at the busy people around him and the fresh air in the countryside.

Suddenly I feel that traveling through time isn’t so bad.

At least there are many things now that we won’t see decades from now.

For example, the fresh country breeze, the blue sky and white clouds, and the stars at night~

Another example is the simple and honest people of this era.

Sitting on the edge of the field, Zhou Wenshan looked around. To their right were the fields allocated to the educated youth in the village.

A dozen or so educated youths were also busy in the fields, but their speed and efficiency were much slower than those of the villagers. Not to mention the full work points, they were lucky to earn 8 out of 10 work points.

There, Zhou Wenshan also saw Zhao Xiuhua from the original owner’s memories chatting and laughing with a male educated youth.

As if sensing Zhou Wenshan’s gaze, Zhao Xiuhua turned her head to look at him, then quickly lowered her head, pretending not to see him.

She bent down and helped the male educated youth with his work.

Zhou Wenshan scoffed. A pretty boy and a love-struck, brain-dead woman, aren’t they a perfect match?

He turned his head away from them and really lowered his head.

In front of their field, a dozen or so people were slowly planting rice seedlings.

Among these people, there were two middle-aged couples in their fifties, five men and women in their twenties, two of whom appeared to be couples, and several children around five or six years old.

How can this combination work quickly?

Their efficiency is more than half that of theirs.

However, they never rested and kept working silently with their heads down. Even the five or six-year-old children were much more sensible than the other children in the village and helped out quietly.

Zhou Wenshan had no recollection of these people and asked curiously, “Dad, these aren’t people from our village, are they? Who are they?”

Zhou Yuanchao took a puff of his pipe, squinted, and slowly began to speak, “These people are the ‘Five Black Categories’ sent down for labor reform last month, supposedly capitalists! Heh~”

Zhou Yuanchao’s eyes revealed disdain, whether directed at these capitalists or something else, it was unclear.

After resting for about ten minutes, or the time it takes to smoke two cigarettes, everyone stood up and prepared to plant rice seedlings again.

Zhou Wenshan inadvertently saw Zhou Yuanchao and Liu Cuihua reach out and tap their lower backs.

He pursed his lips and didn’t say anything more, but simply quickened his pace.

If he does more work, Zhou Yuanchao and Liu Cuihua can do less.

Before I knew it, it was lunchtime.

My sister-in-law, Zhang Minghui, has already gone home to cook.

It’s really just about heating up the steamed buns and eating the pickled vegetables here, because going home for dinner would take too long.

Two cornbread buns each, some pickled vegetables, and a couple of sips of water—that was enough for lunch.

After finishing his meal, Zhou Wenshan was about to get to work when he saw a tall figure swaying and falling down in the group in front of them.

“Xiao Wan~”

“Xiao Wan, what’s wrong, Xiao Wan~”

“aunt!”

“younger sister!”

The group of people screamed and dropped the rice seedlings they were holding, running towards the fallen figure!