On this day, the goose-feather-like snow was wrapped in the north wind, stumbling and drifting in mid-air, and sprinkled on the ground one after another, making an inaudible rustling sound.

Shanxian County is located in the north of the Republic of China, in previous years, the cold time is mostly dry and less rain and snow, there is no need to absorb heat into water when the snow, the temperature is naturally not how low, of course, this idea only exists in the memory of Zheng Jianguo's previous life, at this time he is wearing cotton pants and a cotton jacket still wants to hold the stove in his arms, although the stove continues to exude a strange smell mixed with carbon monoxide and its brother carbon dioxide and other unspeakable names, but he can't stand the cold.

Zheng Jianguo hadn't felt so cold for a long time, especially when he remembered the heating and air conditioning in the office or at home, he felt as if his body was colder again, and the feeling evolved from cold to cold, and his feet in big cotton shoes seemed to have lost consciousness.

Cool, just one word.

In Zheng Jianguo's memory, the word Liang is used to describe the body temperature of the corpse, in his previous life, as the director of the emergency department of the township hospital, his daily business volume is far more than that of his counterparts in the city, but it is not that he has not seen it, after all, the iron rice bowl that has been served by the barefoot doctor for more than ten years belongs to the category of having never killed a pig and seen a pig walking, and at this time he feels that he is almost like those hard corpses.

The cold wind outside the house was whistling with heavy snow, and the smelly mud stove heated the kettle on the door of the head with the energy of burning inferior coal in the stomach, and sent warmth to the young people in a circle next to it while smoking a burst of smoke like a hookah, which is also the reason why Zheng Jianguo couldn't get close, because everyone was very cold in the cold season, and because Shanxian County was located in the south, the shadow of the kang could only be seen a few hundred miles to the north, and the reason why I said this was because even if there was a kang over there, most of it was cold.

The winter battle was suspended under the snowstorm, and during the time when the educated youth and the members of the club concentrated on studying during the day, even the steaming kang in Dongshan Province would not be burned, and the latest document study was divided into several classes, and the members of the group of educated youths were in three waves.

Every time at this time, Zheng Jianguo is looking forward to the end of his studies as soon as possible, this is not to say that his consciousness is low, but in the case of so many people, he can't get close to the stove that is surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, only when the educated youth and members of the club are gone, he can feel the warmth brought by the charcoal fire in the furnace, as well as the potatoes and sweet potatoes that occasionally appear on the side of the stove-

It's a pity that there is no today, the old man with the face of the secretary of the commune, wearing a four-pocket cadre uniform with a standing collar and a green tweed coat, standing on the sack stack of the warehouse at this time, his eyes are round, a pair of thick black eyebrows are raised high, and there are two big words of dissatisfaction written on his dark face: "Your Sanlipu (Waterfall) Brigade is relatively close to the county seat, closer than the commune station, but you can't rely on the road to finish repairing the land and turning it over, just be arrogant, right?" I'm even wondering if your brigade hasn't studied enough and can't keep up with the development of the situation, when the other brigades are racing against time to carry out large-scale construction-"

As the name suggests, Sanlipu is located in the west of Shanxian County, and the affiliated Kansai Commune is located in more than three miles to the west, in Zheng Jianguo's memory, ten years later, with the continuous development of the city, it will become the Guanxi Street of Shanzhou City after the withdrawal of Shanxian County and the establishment of the city, which belongs to the combination of the city and society.

Shanxian County is located on the south side of the Qinan Plain, geographically speaking, there are no mountains and no water, since the winter battle that started in the last decade kicked off, at the beginning of 1977, the road was also repaired and the ditch was dug through, and the content of the winter battle after the autumn harvest was also some dredging ditches and the whole land.

It's just that this year's situation is different from previous years, most of the year ago, the old branch secretary was admitted to the local hospital and has not come back yet, and the deputy branch secretary Guo Binghe lit a fire, and he insisted on drying up the ditches and repaired roads and the ground to be turned over in the whole winter of previous years.

Although Da Han is gone, but there is still more than half a month before the Spring Festival of Ding Sinian, the educated youth members who originally thought that they could rest well after being tired and tired heard Secretary Qu's tone, and their hearts were half cold after looking at each other for a while.

Silence, in a short silence, Secretary Qu's voice swayed in the warehouse, Guo Binghe's face became a little ugly, he is forty-eight years old this year, short and short usually like a transparent person, since the branch secretary was hospitalized more than half a year ago, originally thought that the Sanlipu brigade would be chaotic is still in accordance with the old branch secretary when he was there, the summer harvest and autumn are busy in an orderly manner, and his deputy branch secretary - as in previous years, it seems that it does not exist, until the beginning of the winter conference and war, when the educated youth asked him for annual leave, he felt that he had to do it anyway, and he did it early.

"Did you do a bad job?"

Guo Binghe worked all the way from the captain of the squad to the deputy secretary, and he had listened to Secretary Qu's instructions for more than ten years, only to hear that he was smashed on the head with the top door bar, and his cheeks suddenly trembled, and his mouth opened without a sound, in order to ensure that the members completed the goals they set, he had already promised the members to rest well after they finished work, and even promised several educated youths annual leave, not to mention that they had said that they would go back to their homes in the provincial capital for the New Year months in advance, and even they "forgot" at this time have run out of industrial vouchers.

What can I do now? If I vomit and eat it back?

Guo Binghe was at a loss for what to do, Secretary Qu's voice echoing in the warehouse completely disappeared, his condescending gaze swept over a few people under his nose, since he arrived in this Kansai Commune from the region thirteen years ago, he also moved his family over, for the many team leaders below, with these ten years can be regarded as a bottom-up, knowing that this deputy secretary who has been working for more than ten years is not too capable except for being a little smart:" I said Binghe, your old branch secretary is not here, you have to pick up this burden when necessary, and your brigade can't give me a chain in this matter-"

Secretary Qu retired from the old Red Army, he has fought little devils and foreign devils, and he has fought with bayonets I don't know how many times, although he has been retired from the army for almost 20 years, but at this time, his eyes glared, and he didn't see him make a gesture, so Guo Binghe nodded quickly, and opened his mouth and said: "Yes, yes, yes, Secretary Qu's eyes are sharp-eyed, I am relaxed in my studies, this is not originally planned today-"

"Don't plan on it, since it's snowing outside now, then organize a study during the day today, let the educated youth and members rest early at night, and if the snow stops tomorrow, follow me to the Baihe Reservoir at two o'clock, and if it's still snowing, set off at seven o'clock in the morning——"

After Secretary Qu finished speaking, he nodded at the captain and militia battalion commander next to him, and put down the ear protector of the cotton hat with the button of his coat, pulled the gray scarf around his neck, and then took the rope on the ear guard and tied a knot on his chin, turned around and opened the wooden door of the warehouse, put on gloves, and walked into the wind and snow outside.

"Guo Zhishu, you can't talk without counting-"

"Guo Zhishu, you-"

"Guo Zhishu——"

The wide open wooden door was closed, and the educated youths in the warehouse exploded, standing up and surrounding Guo Binghe at the door with a red face, you just finished saying a sentence and I finished speaking, and saw that the door that had just closed was opened again, and even Guo Binghe, who was swallowing saliva wildly and didn't know how to respond, also turned his head to look at it, and didn't want to follow this glance, the whole person seemed to be frozen: "Xiaolian, you are not at home to take care of your mother, what are you doing here?"

"Dad, my mother, the second sister said that my mother is going to give birth, let me come to you-"

The girl is three years younger than Zheng Jianguo, she is Guo Binghe's youngest daughter, and she is wrapped in a wide jacket on her body outside with goose feathers and heavy snow, and her two sleeves are black and shiny.

"Lao Zheng Tou - that, Chunhua and Gu Li will go with me, Ma Daya will prepare the donkey cart, my Lao Guo is going to have a son!"

Guo Binghe's face was flushed and greeted Zheng Fugui, the old barefoot doctor in the corner of the wall, and immediately remembered that this was a man, if his daughter-in-law was born at home and was delivered by a man, he was afraid that he would be a topic of conversation by those old ladies in the future, and immediately swallowed the second half of the sentence back and searched in the crowd, and found Zheng Chunhua, who was tall and tall, and called the barefoot doctor Gu Li in the educated youth. "You have also seen it, I really want to give you a holiday, but I can't stand this is Secretary Qu's order, or is it given to me in front of you, can you tell me that I can disobey the order?

"Grasshoppers?"

Zheng Chunhua, who was tall, wrapped her neck tightly, turned her head to greet Zheng Jianguo, who had squeezed to the stove at some point, and saw him shake his head at the same time, Daddy Zheng Fugui's voice came over: "Chunhua, what do you call the grasshopper? You can go to the old lady's business, branch secretary, you'd better let someone call Mrs. Yu——"

As soon as the people in the warehouse heard that Guo Binghe's daughter-in-law was about to give birth, they were ready to pinch their waists and say that a Ding is Ding Mao is Mao, so they could only open their mouths slightly and watch him leave with a few people, and a few people quickly glanced at Zheng Jianguo, who was roasting his hands next to the stove, and Zheng Fugui, who was muttering something to the accountant on the side, and his eyes turned around a few times and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Zheng Jianguo naturally knows what these guys are thinking, nothing more than that he has four sisters as the third generation of the old Zheng family, and the eldest sister Zheng Chunhua who went out began to be spring, summer, autumn and winter, and her age was also from 22, 20, 19, 18 to him 15, and Guo Binghe's family is about the same as his own family, and now he is also four daughters, if he remembers correctly, the young master below Guo Lianhua should be the future Kansai Yiba - Guo Shengli who was pulled to shoot the target later.