Mishka Pryaslin did not have to live at home for long. From autumn to spring - at harvesting, then rafting, then strada, then again the forest. And as it appears in Pekashin, the women are piling on: straighten this roof, lift the door. There are no men in Pekashin.

This time, as always, they were waiting for him at home. Mishka came with a cart of hay, asked about the guys, yelled for omissions, then took out the presents - Yegorsha Stavrov, the best friend, gave him his manufactured goods coupons to him. But the guys reacted to the gifts restrained. But when he took out a loaf of rye bread ... For many years there wasn’t such wealth in their house - they ate moss, pounded a pine sapwood in a mortar.

The younger sister posted the news: tomorrow morning the women will drive the cow into the silo pit. The trick is this: it is impossible to slaughter the collective farm cattle, but if you bring it into an accident and draw up an act ... The chairwoman took such an expense because the women demanded that it was summer, and they never celebrated the victory. Anfisa got up in a feast and drank for Mishka - he survived the whole war for the first peasant! All the women splashed him out of their glasses, and as a result, the guy found himself on the verge of Varvara Inyakhina.

When Anna Pryaslina found out that her son was going to Varvara, at first she rushed to curse, then she began to take pity: “Misha, take pity on us ...” The chairman persuaded, and, in a word, it started that Varvara went to live in the district center. With a new husband.

What kind of torment did the Pekashintsy not accept for the war, and the forest - flour for all the torment. Teenagers were removed from studies, old men were sent, and there was no discount to the women. Though dead in the forest, give me a plan. “Be patient, women,” Anfisa said. “The war will end.” But the war was over, the task was wacked more than before. The country needs to be rebuilt - as explained by the secretary of the district committee, Comrade Podrezov.

In the fall, in addition, hand over taxes: grain, wool, skin, eggs, milk, meat. For taxes, the explanation is different - cities need to be fed. Well, clearly, urban without meat can not. So think, man, how much they will give for workdays: what if nothing? In the south, drought, from somewhere the state should take bread. Party members have already been called to the board on the issue of voluntary surrender of grain.

A little later, the government announced a loan law. Ganichev, the authorized representative of the district committee, warned: above the control figure is possible, but not below. So we went through the huts. The Yakovlevs did not give a penny - the subscription started poorly. Pyotr Zhitov offered to give three of his monthly earnings, ninety workdays, which in money amounted to 13 rubles 50 kopecks. I had to frighten my wife’s dismissal (she worked as an accountant). Finally, Ilya Netesov’s house was left - his man, a communist. Ilya and his wife were saving up for a goat, the kids were full of a house. Ganichev began to agitate about consciousness, and Ilya did not disappoint, subscribed to one thousand two hundred, and preferred state interest to personal.

From the beginning of navigation, the first two tractors arrived in the area. Egorsha Stavrov, who completed mechanization courses, sat on one of them. Bear Pryaslin was appointed foreman, and Lisa went to work in the forest to earn money. The chairman in Pekashin was Lukashin, who returned from the front.

The Pryslinins also had joy. A whole Sprylinsky brigade left for this mowing. Mother, Anna, looked at the reap - here he is, her holiday! There are no mowers equal to Mikhail in Pekashin for a long time, and Lizka mows envy. But twins, Peter and Grisha, both with braids ...

Lukashin brought them the news of the disaster: The Star-Danger fell ill. The nurse had to be killed. And life was redrawn. They could not see the second cow. Then Yegorsha Stavrov came to Lizka and said that by evening he would bring a cow from the district. But so that Lizka would marry him then. Lisa Yegorsha liked it. She thought that after all, she was given out to the neighbor Semenovna in the sixteenth year, and nothing, she lived her life. And I agreed.

At the wedding, Ilya Netesov told Mikhail that his eldest daughter, the father of Val’s favorite, got sick with tuberculosis. Something goat.