At that time, the names of the rural people in the mountainous areas were not particular, and the names of animals, plants and things were casually used instead, and the names were ridiculous. Some don't even have names, and the so-called names are just nicknames and nicknames. People like Qin Yin who have traveled through the future know that although there was a household registration system at that time, there was no household registration book or ID card in the mountainous areas, let alone a perfect household registration inquiry system.

The people of the small mountain village saw that the leaders of the prefectural party committee and the county party committee were in favor of dividing the fields into households, and they also learned from Xiaogang Village and handed in a list of initiators of the distribution of fields to households. Behind the crooked signature, a bright red handprint was pressed decently.

The villagers said that the commune radio station had people from their own village, and they copied a copy to her, so that it would be convenient for them to publicize and broadcast in the future. So someone tied a few grass "brushes" with small wooden sticks, dipped them in purple water, and copied a list for Qinyin.

Qin Yin looked at the list, and some of the names were simply hilarious and squirting. The surnames are hidden on the list, and these names are written: Niangchou, Stinky Boy, Bullet, Soft Vine, Old Snake, Earth Bean, Turkey, Brother Plague, etc., among which there is a parenthesis behind Brother Plague, which reads: Brother Plague is illiterate, and his wife and duck sign on his behalf.

Qin Yin really laughed out loud and said, I know the wife of the person nicknamed "Brother Plague", originally called "Shiya", what a beautiful name, I don't know who, it was written as "Shio Duck".

The old snake uncle on the side said, who knows this rural person, anyway, it is not easy to know that the pronunciation can write that word.

Zhong Gui and Xin Xian heard Qin Yin mention the name, and they also looked at the list and laughed. The people with strange names also made fun of each other, and then said things like they got used to it, got used to it.

Let's get down to business.

Zhong Gui told the captain of the production team that although there will be no production team in the future, although the fields and production have been distributed to the households, they must not leave the collective affairs alone, not only should they continue to care about the collective, take care of the elderly and children in the village, but also educate the people of the whole village to do the same. The production captain nodded yes.

Grandma Qin and other elderly people saw that the officials above specifically mentioned that they should take care of the elderly, and they all knelt down to express their gratitude. Zhong Gui, Xin Xian, Qin Yin and other slightly younger people hurriedly helped up the old people, now it is a new era, Communist Party members should do things for the people, coordinate all kinds of relationships, do official business, can't, and don't need to kneel.

Zhong Gui told the peasants that in the future, in addition to producing grain, they should also pay attention to diversified operations. When conditions permit, it is necessary to grow more vegetables and fruits, raise more chickens, ducks and geese, plant more cash crops and economic breeding, try to improve life, and solve the problem of food and clothing as soon as possible.

Some villagers said that what the leader said seemed familiar, and it should have been said by the Qinyin girl on the radio. Zhong Gui and Xin Xian invariably cast approving glances at Qin Yin.

Although it was praised, Kotone was still mixed in her heart. I am glad that my words were remembered by the villagers and praised by the villagers. If she hadn't listened to the old people today, she really didn't expect that the distribution of fields to households would also make some old people unable to adapt to it for a while.

Everything should be done from the perspective of the stakes, and do not think only of one side and ignore the other. Kotone thought to herself.

The sun had crept up and down the middle, and it was time for lunch.

Several stoves in the small mountain village started at the same time, and the elderly such as Grandma Qin were responsible for washing rice and cooking, the women were responsible for picking and washing vegetables, and several children were responsible for lighting the fire.

The stove made of lime and bricks has been blackened by the smoke of the world. The large ring above the stove is just placed in a semi-circular pot, and the women put the vegetables in first, stir-fry, cover the pot, and cook for a while until it is cooked.

The child in charge of the fire took a small stool, sat down in front of the stove, lit the fire with flammable hay, and then set the dried firewood on the fire, and soon the firewood rack became a raging fire. When encountering some hard-to-burn firewood, the fire will weaken or even extinguish, and even smoke will continue to rise. Therefore, the child who burns the fire cannot go away and must sit in front of the stove to adjust the fire at any time.

Dear readers, looking at the almost primitive life scene in the countryside, can't help but think of the rice cooker, induction cooker and other household appliances forty years later, fully automatic one-stop, but also automatic intelligent control, cooking without fire, how much manpower saved?

Taking advantage of the fact that the villagers were busy and couldn't help much, Qin Yin took Zhong Gui, Xin Xian and others to some households in the village to have a look, so that the leaders could understand the people's feelings.

When they arrived at their neighbor Ah Gui's house, they saw a few children in the village who had not yet gone to school playing a game of "making pigs". Kotone smiled and leaned over and started playing. It turned out that the children spread two mats on the floor, the mat in the middle was the "upper pigsty", and the mat near the door was the "lower pigsty". Each child gets on all fours and learns to crawl. When the children saw the sound of the piano coming, they shouted "the pig farmer is coming" and crawled over on all fours. Qin Yin remembered that she still had two fruit candies in her pocket, and threw two of them onto the mat. The children learned the appearance of pigs grabbing food, deliberately like pigs with long mouths to pick fruit candy, grabbed, after eating back to the "pigsty", learning pigs leisurely snoring loudly, strange snoring, causing everyone to laugh non-stop. Those who did not grab the "pig food" stayed in the "lower pigsty" to learn the pig cry, begging the "pig feeder" to put more "pig food".

Ah Gui said that children in the countryside have followed adults to feed pigs since they were young, and they know the habits of pigs very well. So naturally, I created and acted in this game. There are also many games to learn from cows, chickens, and dogs.

At this moment, dear readers and friends may be silently thinking in their hearts: children in thirty or forty years will be playing with electronic products in their spare time, playing computers, mobile phones, remote control games, and so on. Many children don't even know what pigs, cows, chickens and other poultry look like. At that time, the children really didn't know anything about the future trend, and they only knew about pigs and cows. They probably wouldn't have thought that the pigs and cows in animation, remote control, and electronics in the future would be very different from what they encountered in reality, right?

Grandma Qin was calling for dinner at the entrance of the village, and Qin Yin followed Zhong Gui and Xin Xian to the courtyard where they were eating. There are two Eight Immortal Tables neatly arranged in the courtyard, each Eight Immortal Table can seat eight people, and a total of sixteen people are eating.

The meal is simpler, a few greens plus a pumpkin soup. There is no meat, because the villagers were stopped by Zhong Gui and Xin Xian when they caught the chickens and slaughtered them, the reason is that the villagers only kill chickens during the New Year. Meat, that's it.

Grandma Jean was secretly busy in her own stove. Soon, a few privately stored eggs were fried on a plate and served steaming to Zhong Gui and Xin Xian's table. While holding the egg plate, he shouted, "My own eggs, my own eggs!" drew laughter from the courtyard.

The commune leader said, "Auntie, will you lay eggs?"

Grandma Qin hurriedly corrected and said, "It's the eggs laid by the chickens I raise myself, and the eggs laid by the chickens I raise myself." ”

The production captain said, "Grandma Qin saw the big leader in the village this time, but she was happy, the two eggs that she was never willing to eat were finally willing to take them out and fry them today." ”

Grandma Qin said that this was a tradition in the village, and that it was like this before the liberation, that the Communist Party cadres came to eat eggs, and the reactionary cadres came to eat bullets! As she spoke, Grandma Qin had her eyes like torches, her fists clenched, her head held high, she made a posture of a revolutionary youth, and asked the person next to her: "Was I beautiful when I was young?"

It drew laughter from all over the yard.