During this time, it was the team's slack season, and his father Wang Shichuan started to make a living selling trees in the mountains every once in a while.

One night, Dad came back from outside in a hurry, and he still had a few catties of pork in his hand.

"Wei Lan, hurry up and pack some food! Chengzi! Go and call your uncle and they come over!"

When he entered the house, he shouted happily.

"Look at the poor burned, what kind of meat do you eat this year?

Mother Wei Lan took the meat strip from her father's hand in disgust, and stopped her son at the same time.

"The mountain people bought it at home, three cents a pound, hehe. Hurry up, my college student, and call your aunt to come and help your mother!"

Dad lovingly rubbed his son's head, and Dachengzi ran to his uncle's house in a hurry.

Mother Weilan was still reluctant, at that time, the farmers basically did not have the habit of buying fish and meat outside, and all the meat vegetables were raised at home or fished in the wild.

Uncle is the only one on his side, the eldest lady and the hairy girl are at home, and when he heard that there was a meat dinner party in the evening, he quickly locked the door and went straight to the second child's house.

The eldest mother and mother Wei Lan are both peasant women with sharp hands and feet, and the hanging pot of chestnut and vermicelli stewed pork was served on the table between jokes.

Father has been holding the little boy in his arms since he entered the house, and the old brothers are reluctant to put it down when they drink.

Dachengzi and his cousin Mao Ya's two bowls of taro porridge in the evening have already been eaten, but they are all little gluttonous cats who can't see meat.

Although he was panicked after eating again, he still ignored the stuffy Mixi.

"Wei Lan, why are you so willing tonight? What's the good thing at home?"

The uncle was afraid to see his brother-in-law Wei Lan's face, so he couldn't let go of eating and drinking, and asked Chengzi's mother a little curiously.

"Your brother has picked up a dog's head of gold outside! ”

Mother Weilan is frugal, but she has always been generous and open-minded in dealing with others.

Seeing that Uncle Chengzi was a little restrained, he stood up and smiled and sandwiched several pieces of old fat meat for him.

At that time, there was a general lack of oil and water in the belly of the peasant uncle, and the highest etiquette for serving food to the guests was to put fat meat in other people's bowls, and this folk custom has been lost for many years.

"I'll tell you something. ”

Father Shichuan suddenly lowered his voice and handed over the Wang child to his mother Wei Lan.

"Yesterday I met a few carpenters from Feixi, and I heard that their county has been engaged in borrowing land to households and contracting production to households for more than a year, and this year each family has too much grain to eat!

As he spoke, Dad's face was full of joy.

Dachengzi didn't know what was so fun about it, and what it had to do with tonight's dinner.

"I've heard from the soldiers. Last year's severe drought was a time when all localities were secretly borrowing land to households, but this year there was no spring famine. Our brigade is close to Xinhe, and several cadres of the brigade are afraid of taking responsibility, and they are still touching the old cards!"

It seems that Uncle Wang Shichun has known this information for a long time, and he disapprovingly refills Chengzi's father with soju.

"I heard that the county is holding a meeting, and we can divide the fields to the households before the autumn planting!"

Dad Wang Shichuan couldn't hold back the joy in his heart, and had a toast with his eldest brother.

"Shichun Shichuan, this kind of thing must not go out and talk nonsense! The old Wang family has suffered so many sins in recent years, all of which are bad for Mao Ya's father's mouth! If he hadn't spoken indiscriminately back then, he would not have been branded as a rightist, and he is still the principal of an elementary school, eating commercial food! Chengzi and Mao Ya don't have to look at the teacher's face when they go to school!"

The eldest lady has a strong sense of crisis, and when she saw that the two brothers were talking about policies, she quickly stopped them, and the two old brothers also fell silent in an instant.

Not only are the small characters such as Chengzi and Mao Ya affected, if it weren't for the movement back then, their Wang brothers would definitely be well-known local intellectuals now, and they would also be the first batch of beneficiaries of the college entrance examination that has just resumed.

As a result, a big hat of "rightists" was pressed down, and my father's public office was gone, and he was sent to a labor camp for five years.

Uncle Wang Shichun barely dropped out of primary school, and Wang Shichuan, the father of the adult son, and Wang Shizhong, the third uncle who died, simply became blind and never entered the school for a day.

Because Chengzi's father became an "anti-intellectual" after returning from the labor camp, he attributed all his suffering to his own education, which deprived the Wang brothers of the opportunity to go to school.

"Chengzi Dad, if the fields are really divided, how much land can our family divide?"

After all, her mother Wei Lan is young and has more hopes for the future. I heard my husband say that I was about to deliver to the house, and I asked my husband with joy.

"We have few members, and my family can get at least 10 acres of paddy fields and dry land. Dad Sagawa replied.

"How much grain can be harvested that year! No wonder the grain in Feixi can't be eaten!"

An old member with more than ten years of work experience, her mother Wei Lan knows too well how much harvest is in a year of ten acres of land.

With her diligence and calculation, as long as she can make her own decisions, no matter how barren the yellow earth is, she can also make gold lumps.

"There's better news that I can't say right now. Hehe. ”

After being taught a lesson by his sister-in-law, his father Shichuan took a sip of stuffy wine and said with a smile.

"What other good news to tell! What are you afraid of in the family? Sister-in-law, the parents of the delegated student Tang Zheng are all Z faction, and they were rehabilitated last year, it seems that this policy is really going to change!"

Mother Wei Lan comforted her husband that she needed good news so that there was hope for the future.

So Aunt Chengzi was too cautious, which made her feel unimpressed.

"Tang Zheng of our team?" the uncle looked up and asked Chengzi's mother.

"It's her, and that Wang Zhaodi, the original ingredients of the two of them are not good, and they were all rehabilitated at the end of last year. Of all the decentralised students, this is the reason why they ended up in the city. ”

When Tang Zheng and Wang Zhaodi were in the production team of the oil mill, they walked closest to Chengzi's mother. So I know more about them than others.

"I said, last autumn to send the decentralized students of the Dongfanghong Brigade back to the city, why did they stay. ”

Uncle Wang Shichun suddenly realized, and comfortably had a drink with his younger brother, it seems that the way of the world is really going to change.

"That's what I want to talk about, our old father's rightist hat is about to be taken off! I heard that he will resume his public office and pay back his salary!"

The big hat of the "four types of molecules" at the beginning of the adult son's father, Wang Yuanchu, is the three mountains that press on the head of their old Wang family.

When Dad Wang Shichuan said these words, it was like a long-suppressed volcano was about to burst out.

is also a baby, Cousin Mao Ya is too sensible, she has stopped eating and drinking, and listened to the conversation of her fathers with a solemn face.

And the delicious child has been buried in the karma he is obsessed with, and the changes in the world seem to have nothing to do with him.

"Really?" asked Uncle Shichun eagerly.

"Really, let's wait and see! Next year, Mao Ya and my adult son will be transferred to their father's school to study!"

Dad Wang Shichuan replied undoubtedly, and took a sip of the full cup of Lao Baigan'er.

"You two can't say a word about tonight's incident at school, and our family is going to suffer!

The family banquet that night was eaten for a long time, and before going home, the uncle Wang Shichun solemnly instructed his daughter Mao Ya and nephew Dachengzi.

asked them to keep their mouths shut, and not to believe or spread rumors in public.

Mao Ya nodded solemnly, Chengzi would already be a little confused.

"Uncle, can't you talk nonsense? can't you tell people that my family eats Ka meat tonight?"

"My stupid son is gone again, haha! It's okay, you hurry up and wash your face and feet and go to sleep!

Mother Wei Lan lovingly rubbed the eldest son's head and urged him to tidy up housekeeping.

I'm already a primary school student, but I can't be as sloppy as before.

Half a month after the night conversation between Dad and Uncle, the Dongfanghong Brigade held a general meeting of all members, and the "Big Package" movement that changed the times was officially launched vigorously in the red land of Dabie Mountain in western Anhui.

Wang Jiacheng still remembers that every day in those days, his father and uncle Wang Shichun, as well as the heads of families in the team, would gather at the head of the flat post behind Gangzi's house, looking at the entire field of the oil mill production team.

or standing or squatting, or gathering in three or five, or gesturing on the ground, there is no lively scene of dragging a tape measure to measure the land in film and television works.

The area of each paddy field and dry land in the team has historical archives, and they are all decades old members, and the harvest of each field in the team has long been known.

In the process of dividing the fields, the most debated among the members may be the collocation of good fields and bad fields, and the coordination of distance from home.

A few days later, at noon, the sound of crackling firecrackers suddenly sounded in Sili and Eight Townships, and the era of "package production to households" has officially arrived!

"Shichuan, what kind of fields did our family share?"

For the first time in his life, Dad poured himself a drink, and Mom Wei Lan slaughtered a big rooster to celebrate this festive day.

"The eight bucket fields under the big pond of the Tianjia family, the four and a half buckets on the edge of the Yueba pond, and the two arm fields on the edge of my vegetable garden, the dry land is all on the side of Huangnigang. ”

After the field was divided, his father Wang Shichuan happily told his mother about the final distribution plan of the team.

"It's easy to water the eight bucket fields, and when the time comes, picking rice will cost people's lives, and it's too far from my doorstep! ”

Mother Wei Lan complained about her husband with a smile while feeding her child.

"I want to be watering conveniently, and I want to be close to home, but the women are greedy! Hahaha! A few small fields of Li Laosi's family are all behind my house, and you are going to die if you take Badoutian and exchange him for others!"

Father Wang Shichuan happily ridiculed his mother, raised the wine glass to the mouth of the little child, and choked the little guy.

"I'm a spoon, take the big chong field and exchange it for a small field! That piece of land in Huangnigang is not suitable for growing taro, and every year there is a crop of wheat and a crop of green hemp. The eight fields are too far away, one season of rape and one season of medium rice. Four and a half buckets are close to home and can be planted with three stubbles in a year!

As soon as this field was distributed, what crops would be planted in each field each year, and her mother Wei Lan had already calculated it.

"Mom, how much grain will my family be able to fetch every year in the future?

"In the future, my family can have so much food every year that I can't eat it all! Every morning when I go to school, my mother will spread oil cakes for you to eat! Scrambled egg rice to eat! Let my son eat whatever he wants!" "Mother Wei Lan lovingly sandwiched the chicken leg into Da'er's bowl.

It can make the whole family eat their belly and let the babies eat whatever they want, which is also the initial expectation of the farmers of that era for the "big package" policy.

As everyone knows, this kind of basic institutional reform has brought not only food and clothing, but also personal freedom, the emancipation of human nature, the all-round prosperity of industry and commerce, the all-round improvement of material and cultural life, and the great progress of an era.

Just like the personal housing mortgage loan business, although it is only a small innovation in the asset business of commercial banks, without the introduction and promotion of this business, there would be no real estate industry in China today.

Another example is the industrial revolution brought about by the steam engine, and the invention of the computer marks the arrival of the information age.

There are also the current 5G, artificial intelligence, new retail, blockchain, big data, and so on.

The impact of any basic institutional and technological change on social development is revolutionary and subversive.

Whether we accept it actively or passively, all changes will come.

To understand it in economic terms, it is the "bottleneck" effect.

Whether it is a system, or technology, industry, species, or even life, it will encounter a ceiling at a certain stage of development, which is the so-called "bottleneck".

There are always only three effective ways to break through the "bottleneck": evolution, G-life, or change.

This is the law of survival of nature, and this is precisely the meaning of reform.