Chapter 62: Recuperation

Heaven fulfilled people's wishes, and the climate was finally docile. The wind and rain no longer anger against the season, and in line with the prayers of the people, the replanted rice is encouraged to thrive.

The old man on the ground had been looking forward to Xiao Chenghan and Feng Jinfei going to him to talk to him again, but he didn't wait. This joy can only be enjoyed alone, and there are hundreds of catties of food that appear out of thin air. The old man could guess that they were helping, and he knew why they did it. It's also considered lucky, it's all difficult, and I can't take care of it.

Xiao Chenghan hadn't gone out since that time he came back, he was worried that he couldn't suppress his anger, and he didn't want to see such a good people living so hard. He's hiding, whether it's useful or not, out of sight and out of mind, so as not to be uncomfortable to watch.

In the face of the current situation, he is powerless, he has a deep sense of frustration, and he can't figure out why this is the case! He is loyal to the organization, and he also has a firm belief in the future. But what he has seen and experienced in the past two years has criticized his perseverance little by little. He couldn't figure it out, they were all born with mud legs, how could they not care about the survival of the people at the bottom.

Xiao Chenghan walked out of the office again because of Feng Jinfei's rice milk cakes. Regardless of the content, in the form this is dry food, real dry goods, dry goods that people can chew and eat. Don't worry about eating a meal for a day and getting in a bubble.

At first, Xiao Chenghan didn't believe it, after all, it was very possible for Feng Jinfei's old father-in-law to save some food. What's more, there was such a stall at the beginning, and so much grain was given to the public at a low price, maybe there was still surplus grain. He also knows that it is impossible for everyone to have a selfless heart, and it is impossible for everyone to have the consciousness of putting others before themselves.

Xiao Chenghan's first stop was Fuyuan School. Feng Jinfei is very understanding and calm, and he also cooperates with Xiao Chenghan's approach. Facts are facts, and the least afraid is verified.

Look at the rice porridge that has been boiled three times, dried over high heat, and formed. Xiao Chenghan broke a piece and put it in his mouth: Well, the same taste!

Subsequently, Xiao Chenghan frantically promoted it in various schools. Within two months, all schools in Wuhan began to cook rice milk and bake rice milk cakes. All of a sudden, all the teachers and students seemed to have eaten dry rice. Don't think about it when you're full, if you can have a chew, people are already smiling.

Xiao Chenghan only promoted it in the mouth he was in charge of, and did not publicize it everywhere. It's not that he cherishes himself, it's that he's been too annoying in the past two years, and no leader in the city hall building likes to listen to him. Bother!

Feng Jinfei didn't care who invented it. Even if people all over the world put up the immortal card, it is best that it has nothing to do with him. I can eat a full meal at home, so I don't bother to let everyone have dry food to chew, how much loose and boring, okay.

Old man Miao is tired of crookedness. The whole of Wuhan is thanking Xiao Chenghan for his rice milk cakes, and he is really about to set up a longevity card. Old man Miao is very upset about his son-in-law, this is his own method, let Xiao Chenghan take it!

"Dad, don't complain, there are some feelings that our identity can't bear, and we were accidentally dragged in. Don't be naked, but you can't tell you that your own affairs have been exposed. You are a businessman, and you know that you can make a fortune by being quiet. "Feng Jinfei is really afraid that the old father-in-law will argue with others, then Xiao Chenghan will have a pimple.

"I just... I am...... Alas... You like that, so be it!

North Wudang Mountain

Yunsong Daoist Li Jinshi listened to Yunhui's senior brother Gong Tianhao complaining, and he had been doing this every day for the past two years. At first, he was dissatisfied with the amount of grain levied by the commune, and later he was dissatisfied with the commune for letting the Taoist temple increase production, and then it was the most dissatisfied that the commune let the Taoist temple build an earthen kiln to make steel! Well, the most angry thing was that the Taoist temple actually melted all the iron tools to make steel!

You said that there shouldn't be a sword, okay, we're melting. But you can't say that we even have to melt the incense burner! That's not iron, big brother! Have you ever seen an iron incense burner that has been stained with wind and rain for so many years and still doesn't rust?

"Yun Song, what do you say is wrong with this world? I just ate a steady meal for a few days! Can't I rest? Du Nima is sick!" Yun Hui stayed in this Taoist temple, staying in this deep mountain, not as complete as Feng Jinfei's news at all, even he, the master of a thousand sects, was also confused and confused.

"You know this kind of thing better than me!" Yun Song sipped his tea, without raising his head and casually perfunctory. This is also considered tea, just the leaves of the trees in the mountains! This is the definition of Yun Hui.

"Do you think we should buy a radio? Otherwise, there will be no news, and it will be up to the people from the Commune. We don't know what's going on, they've been blinded!"

"You ask Master to go. Ask me if it works?"

"Isn't this what Master is going to attend at the inaugural meeting of the Taoist Association in some province? Let him buy a radio when he goes to Taiyuan. Okay! just do it!" Yun Hui asked and answered herself, and then made her own decision. I went to find the master in a hurry.

Li Jinshi is now more and more Yunsong Dao Chief. I practiced every morning, and then meditated and chanted with my master, and took the time to let Yunhui teach me to write and draw. It's just that you have to spend time in the earthen kiln every day, which is not satisfactory.

A group of Taoist priests who can only chant sutras have now also built earthen kilns, are forced to make steel, and still have some tasks. He didn't bother to care if it was suitable or not, anyway, the nagging master ran away from the nagging that the commune came to check, and no one came for a long time. I was afraid that the master would nag, even if someone from the commune sent a notice to participate in the establishment of the Taoist Association, he would put it down and run, worried about being dragged and said again.

Don't underestimate these temples that have been passed down for thousands of years at any time. Even though I heard that there was a famine outside, the Taoist temple never lacked food. On the top of the mountain, in the gap of the tree, there are always a few ridges of land, planted casually, and after autumn, there is always a harvest of three walnuts and two dates. Not to mention, the North Wudang Mountains have formed a unique microclimate, and no matter whether it is dry or flooded, it will not affect the harvest of Horn Gela too much.

It's that he hasn't been able to go down the mountain to make him helpless, looking at this batch of statements, he knows that he still can't go down the mountain now. I think the two younger brothers should start a family, but I really can't wait to accept a disciple and leave it to the next generation.

The production comparison, which had been going on for two years, finally stopped. Newspaper reports of rising yields per acre disappeared, and reports of natural disasters gradually appeared. Although it is in a very partial layout, it is finally guided by public opinion, and someone finally sees it.

This year's public grain was not paid, and all of them were left in the commune, and those who ate and supplied were transferred from above. When he vaguely heard the distant sound of firecrackers, Xiao Chenghan finally had a slight smile.

Xiao Chenghan was adjusted again and left the cultural and educational mouth, which has been almost ten years. Maybe it's not that his temper is too straight, and he should have adjusted a long time ago. And this time he was in charge of agriculture! It seems that no one knows about him taking Feng Jinfei to the suburbs, or no one cares about it. People have a heart, and they are powerless in the face of the general trend, but they can stagger a crack and let the bold drill still do. Xiao Chenghan is the one who drilled the seams.

Pei Qing and Zhao Jincheng didn't come to dinner every day, after all, now the food supply has recovered, and it is no longer the original supply of only 30%, and it will be enough to feed the family. Pei Qing still doesn't know the details, and she can't be insatiable when she receives favors from others, she always feels that this is already very troublesome. I didn't think that except for her, I didn't think it was a trouble. It's just a way to keep it secret.

Pei Qing returned to work and returned to his original post. But Zhao Jincheng didn't, he was still wandering around the earthen kiln, saying that it was a bad nature. Whatever, don't say it's the Public Security Division, it's just that Zhao Jincheng, the cotton spinning factory, doesn't want to stay, it's all girls, it's too troublesome!

The old branch secretary learned about Zhao Jincheng's situation and wanted to organize a request for instructions, so he transferred Zhao Jincheng to his subordinates. Their group is now in the vehicle factory, so Zhao Jincheng went to the vehicle factory to work as an ordinary worker. There is no way, the punishment has not been eliminated, even the old branch secretary can only arrange it like this.