Mishka Pryaslin did not have long to live at home. From autumn to spring – on logging, then rafting, then suffering, then again the forest. And how will appear in Pekashina – women are piled: this fix the roof, then lift the door. There are no peasants in Pekashino.
This time, as always, houses were waiting for him. Mishka came with a cart of hay, asked about the guys, screamed for omissions, then took out the presents – Egorsha Stavrov, the best friend, gave him his manufactured goods. But the guys reacted to the gifts with restraint. But when he took out a loaf of rye bread… For many years there was no such wealth in their house – they ate moss, poured a pine sapwood in a mortar.
The younger sister laid out the news: tomorrow in the morning the women will drive a cow into a silo pit. The trick is this: you can not hammer a collective farm cattle, but if you let her down in an accident and draw up an act… The chairwoman started on such expense because the women demanded: it’s summer, but they did not celebrate the victory. In the feast Anfisa got up and drank for Mishka – he stood up for the first peasant during the whole war! All the women splashed him from their glasses, and as a result, the guy found himself on the beetles at Varvara Inyahina.
When Anna Pryaslina found out that her son was going to Varvara, she started to swear at first, then she began to take pity: “Misha, pity us…” Said the chairman, and, in a word, it began that Varvara went to live in the district center. With the new husband.
What torments Pekashintsy did not take for the war, but for the forest – all flour for flour. The adolescents were removed from school, the old men were sent, and there was no discount for the women. If you die in the forest, give me a plan. “Endure, women,” Anfisa repeated, “the war will end.” And the war was over, the assignment was more than the previous one. The country needs to be rebuilt – the secretary of the district committee, Comrade Podrezov, explained.
In the autumn, in addition, hand over taxes: grain, wool, skin, eggs, milk, meat. The explanation for taxes is different – the city needs to be fed. Well, clearly, the city can not eat meat. So think, man, how much will be given for workdays: but what if nothing? In the south of the drought, the state should take the bread from somewhere. Party members have
already been summoned to the board on the issue of voluntary surrender of grain.
A little while later the government announced a loan law. Ganichev, the district commissioner, warned: above the control figure can be, and below it is impossible. With this and went to the huts. Yakovlevs were not given a penny – the subscription began badly. Petr Zhitov offered to give three of his monthly earnings, ninety workdays, which in money was 13 rubles 50 cents. I had to scare the dismissal of my wife. The house of Ilya Netesov was left at last – his man, a communist. Ilya and his wife were hoarded on a goat, the children are full of a house. Ganichev began agitating about consciousness, and Ilya did not fail, signed for one thousand two hundred, preferred state interest to the individual.
Since the beginning of navigation, the first two tractors have arrived in the region. On one of them sat Yegorsha Stavrov, who had graduated from the mechanization course. Mishka Pryaslin was appointed brigadier, and Lisa went to work in the forest. The chairman in Pekashino was Lukashin, who had returned from the front.
There was joy in the Spinning. In this suffering, a whole spinning brigade left for the mowing. Mother, Anna, looked at the moor – here it is, its holiday! Equal to Michael mowers in Pekashino is not long ago, and Lizka is mowing for envy. But after all, twins, Peter and Grisha, both with their necks…
The news of trouble brought them Lukashin: Zvezdnia fell ill. The nurse had to be stabbed. And life changed. The second cow they could not see. Then Yegorsha Stavrov came to Lizka and said that by the evening he would bring a cow out of the area. But so Lizka would marry him then. Liza Egorsha liked. She thought that after all, Semyonovna, a neighbor in the sixteenth year, was given away, and nothing, she lived her life. And agreed.
At the wedding, Ilya Netesov told Mikhail that his eldest daughter, Valya’s father, was ill with tuberculosis. The goat was attacked.