Now that both her parents had city jobs and even her younger siblings' household registrations had been transferred, Xu Changqing no longer felt that familiar pang of guilt during every grain distribution.
This time, when grain was distributed again in the latter half of the year, she would be the only one left on her family's household registration in the production team. No matter how much she focused on her studies, she could always scrape together enough work points over the year.
She wasn't inflexible; she would find a way to make it work. Of course, she knew to play by the local rules. As long as her household registration was in Baizigou, she had to follow them.
The boisterous, once-a-year autumn harvest was about to begin. Like the other members of Baizigou, Xu Changqing quickly threw herself into the tense and bustling farm work.
