Me and my rural mother - 3. Looking at the land

I've been home for two days, but I've been doing nothing all day, and I'm so bored I feel uncomfortable. My mother says that now that I'm in the army, I'll be a cadre in the future (back then, being in the army wasn't like it is now; it was a very prestigious thing, like getting into a top university now. Your family would have to host a big banquet to make it happen. In short, I was a very important person in the village back then), so she doesn't let me do any work.
However, because my father passed away early, there was a lack of able-bodied men in the family, and my two younger sisters were still in school. The whole family relied on my mother to work hard, and we lived a very frugal life. I felt very guilty about this.
Just when I was at my wit's end, our team captain brought me some good news.
Back then, it was the era of the collective economy, before the household responsibility system was implemented. A year's income depended solely on earning work points through manual labor. My mother was the only worker in my family, so her work points were pitifully few. If it weren't for my joining the army and our family becoming military dependents, I don't know how we would have survived. During this time, many people tried to arrange marriages for my mother, but she remained unmoved. No matter who came, she would say the same thing: "My child is too young; she'll be mistreated if she marries into a family with such a difficult life." I never understood why my mother refused to remarry despite her hardships. Later, I learned that my maternal grandmother had remarried and raised my mother alone, and that her stepfather was a terrible person.
It turned out that when the team saw I was back, and considering I was a great young man from the village, they couldn't let me be without work. So the team leader spoke to the village committee, and after another meeting, the village decided to let me look after the land.
It was nearing the autumn harvest, and the corn in the fields was almost ripe. The team assigned me to watch over the fields to earn work points. My main task was to prevent anyone from stealing the corn. Having served in the army for two years, I was tall and strong, and catching thieves was one of my strengths. Plus, this job was much easier than digging ditches or shoveling soil. I was naturally very satisfied with the job, so I gladly accepted it.
The team had many places to scout, some far and some near. Because I was young, the team assigned me to a very far place called Dawazi. When I got home, my mother asked me where I had been assigned. Afraid of worrying her, I casually said a very close place. My mother breathed a sigh of relief and didn't say anything more, only telling me to be careful.

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