These words can be compared to the love of Fang Cai's sons and daughters, and they are related to the national economy and people's livelihood.

As the captain of the brigade, Song Jianshe is responsible for the overall arrangement of the labor of the members, and it is his own task to fight disasters and promote production.

Therefore, he listened to Song Chun'an's almost alarmist analysis, and he paid great attention to it.

"Is this your own idea, or is it the unified view of the technical station? Have you discussed it with Teacher Song Ci?"

Song Chunan didn't see him, and shook his head honestly:

"I've only discussed it with my daughter, and we're on the same page.

Don't take it seriously, you would rather believe it and take precautions early than suffer losses. ”

The captain was still very composed, and did not question the child's play of his conclusion, but continued to ask:

"So what do you think can be done to prevent it?"

Song Chunan had obviously thought about this question a long time ago, and as soon as he asked, he opened his mouth:

"At present, the disaster is only beginning to show signs and has not yet caused a large-scale severe impact, so it is okay to wait and see for the time being.

But it's time to prepare.

For example, straw curtains, straw mats, corn stalks, building windshield walls, buckle mulch, etc., are all effective methods. ”

The captain listened attentively, and instead of discussing the success rate of the measures he proposed, he hit the nail on the head and put forward the question of the greatest feasibility.

"You're kind of taking it for granted, Anko. There are thousands of acres of land around our brigade, how many things do you have to make it like this?

The captain of the brigade has a flexible mind and advanced thinking, and is awarded the title of advanced cadre of the commune every year, and has always paid attention to reading books, reading newspapers, listening to the radio, and constantly enriching himself;

Coupled with the advanced production experience in all parts of the country mentioned by his son Song Yu, who studied in the provincial capital from time to time, he is no stranger to new things such as pumping machines, spraying pesticides, and deducting mulch film.

Even if some of them haven't had a chance to see the real thing, they've heard about it many times.

Therefore, at this time, there is no obstacle to communicate with Song Chunan, the newly appointed technician, and they can talk together.

Song Chunan also nodded, affirming his opinion.

"There is definitely a cost to the input, but this is the price to be paid to increase production and ensure income. You can't afford to see your crops hit and cut back again, can you?

It's not that you should prepare everything now, don't you still have time, just prepare a little bit first. ”

The captain didn't care about the clear distinction between you and mine in his words, and was still thinking about the major events that might reduce the crop yield and be affected.

Song Chunan is at least right about one thing, he has to tighten his belt to live this year, relying on the idea of a good harvest next year.

If this breath is dispersed, the team will not be able to lead it.

The people take food as their day, and if they don't have enough to eat, they will make trouble. Not to mention, the contradictions between the villagers and the educated youth have become more and more intense.

Especially after this year's rations, the food distributed by each family is obviously less, and every household has to make careful calculations, and several families dare not have children, and even postpone marriage.

It's just that the young man is still making a fuss, making a famine at every turn and shouting that he can't eat enough, borrowing food from people everywhere, and even he, the captain, can't wipe off his face, so he loosens his mouth and evens out dozens of catties of coarse grains and coarse grains to the other side.

The villagers have a big opinion, and they all come to him, saying that it is unfair for the educated youths to work less and eat more, and occupy the villagers' ration resources.

It is also difficult for him to be the captain, he can't watch the educated youth starve to death, and he can't take care of it too much, and he doesn't take into account the opinions of the villagers.

At the end of the day, it's not a poor word.

If there is enough food to eat, and you can't eat all the fine grains and white noodles, and you have to send more grain to the grain station to sell for money, then everyone must be a generous and kind person.

This is if production cuts continue next year......

The captain frowned, raising the importance of this matter to a higher level.