This year is really not a good year, it is already late spring, since the new year to now, I don't remember that it has rained. The banks of the river are retracted far away, and the walls of the embankment are painted with layers of water imprints, so you can clearly see how the water level has receded.

The dry rice fields are not moist at all, let alone rice, and even dryland potatoes cannot be planted. Wuhan, which was originally a lot of water, almost didn't see a big stream of water in a circle on the outskirts of the city, and there were dry rivers everywhere.

"This year's harvest will be in arrears, but the levy will be very high according to the reported output! The big pot porridge of each commune is almost ready to look in the mirror!" Xiao Chenghan licked his chapped lips, unscrewed the kettle handed over by Feng Jinfei, and poured a mouthful.

"Heaven does not fulfill people's wishes, and there is no way to do it. Feng Jinfei is not as anxious as Xiao Chenghan, he has no consciousness of worrying about the country and the people, he is just a qualified secretary, it is okay to accompany Xiao Chenghan to sigh, and he will not be as worried as him.

"You can't complain about heaven altogether. Organize people to dig ditches to divert water for irrigation, and they can still ripen a season of rice!" Xiao Chenghan has worked agriculture since 10,000 catties of rice almost followed the trend, and now he is the first to talk about farming. It's a pity that he is still a deputy mayor in charge of culture and education, and he is still a deputy mayor who has been left out in the cold again.

"Look, is there anyone in this field? Can you still organize people?" Feng Jinfei was also a little resentful. Seeing that there is no food for the winter this year, he is still keen to smash the pots and spoons at home and throw them into the earthen kiln. Turning the originally good appliances into iron lumps, it is also called a response to the call to contribute to doubling steel production this year!

Let's wait! See what you're going to eat? Gnaw on the iron lumps! Doubling the steel production depends on your broken iron pots?

Xiao Chenghan looked into the distance, and all he saw was the boundless earth yellow, and even the weeds had withered.

"We have to hurry up and remedy it!" However, who organized, who called, where did the people come from? Xiao Chenghan also had empty ideas, and he just sighed alone.

Desperately raising the output and reporting it is almost dozens or hundreds of times overstated. Let the above think that the people's grain stocks are too much, and they may not be able to eat them all in three or five years.

You can't waste food, right? Well, now it's good, there are 10,000 pigsties, and there are 10,000 chicken farms. People can't feed their mouths, and they still feed pigs and chickens?

That's not enough, this increase in grain production is wave after wave. The pigsty in the chicken farm is still not finished, what should I do?

Agriculture has met the requirements, there is still a gap in industry, especially steel production, which needs to be increased, and there is still a gap in completing the task of doubling in one year. Let's put down the farmland and make steel for all!

The rice fields are so dry that no one pays attention to them and no one looks at them, let alone digging ditches to divert water. They all surround the cauldron of the commune and clean up the pot to eat!

"Let's go, let's go back!" Xiao Chenghan's words carried a deep sense of helplessness, and he felt that he couldn't dissolve at all.

Zhao Jincheng took Pei Qing and his two sons to Lao Miao's house again, the reason why he took Pei Qing instead of Pei Qing with him was because Pei Qing was embarrassed to come to eat all the time, and Zhao Jincheng always dragged and coaxed her to get her.

Pei Qing knew that the little food at home was just enough for her father and mother to eat, and if the whole family ate at home, it was estimated that she would not be able to open the pot for a long time. This is still Zhao Jincheng will drum up some food from time to time to come back. She thought about it, and felt that she trusted her man, and after a long time, she felt normal. It doesn't matter where the food comes from, as long as there is food.

The porridge made in the factory canteen can't be cut into lumps when it is cold. I was hungry every day, and my stomach was stirred and uncomfortable. I can have a full meal every night when I come to Lao Miao's house.

The two children are not young, Renfeng is in his teens, and he knows that he is ashamed. Fortunately, Feng Di treats his brothers like brothers, and thinks about them for nothing. I've never been annoyed with them, and every time I come, I'm full of joy. Pei Qing felt that maybe Feng Di was too lonely and needed a playmate. I also thank God for letting me meet such a good person, and how to walk around!

It's good to be a stupid woman! She doesn't know how hard Feng Jinfei, Zhao Jincheng, Miao Suxin, including Lao Miao, and the precocious and sensible Feng Di have worked together to create such a situation!

Feng Jinfei told his son's mind about the three brothers, as well as the matters that should be paid attention to now and in the future with Zhao Jincheng's family. Feng Di is very good, very tightly done, it can be said that there is no leakage. Even Lao Miao thanked God for giving him such a good grandson.

"The earthen kiln has collapsed again!" Zhao Jincheng said with a smile, pure mockery. Both of them are now in the stage of retention and inspection, giving them the opportunity to participate in the steelmaking affairs of the cotton mill. As for the cotton spinning, don't worry about it.

"Didn't invite an expert to take a look?" Feng Jinfei just knew that this was nonsense, and he had to be serious nonsense. It can't be perfunctory, it's a matter of attitude.

"Please, I can't take care of it! The queue is waiting until next year. The kilns in our factory are small, and they are not as small as those in the communes, so the steel mills don't take us seriously. Even if they are all in the city, they can't take care of the things that are convenient!" Zhao Jincheng has no complaints about this, it doesn't matter!

"How many times have you collapsed?"

"This is the fourth time! I almost smashed Pei Qing. This girl pounced so fiercely! If you don't pull her, your right leg will be buried in it!"

"Zhao Jincheng, what do you mean? Shouldn't you drag me?" Pei Qing didn't feel wrong, and felt that Zhao Jincheng's words seemed to be wrong for him.

"The... How can you not? You are my mother-in-law, or my son's mother-in-law. No one can let me smash you!"

They all laughed, and even Zhao Renrui followed suit. It's just that the mouth is not idle. There is only one full meal a day, and you can't delay it. Zhao Renfeng was a little older, and he was embarrassed to watch his father and mother arguing, and smiled very reluctantly.

"Eat!" Feng Di gave Ren Feng a dish with a very good eye.

"Dad, ...... this grain?" After Miao Suxin left with Pei Qing and the children, Feng Jinfei asked about the old father-in-law. At first, he just confessed, and he didn't ask how much he had in reserve. It's not good to see the farmland today, maybe a few more years to prepare. It's going to be a long game.

"No problem, our two families can survive in three or five years!" Speaking of this, Lao Xian was still a little proud. Don't look at the son-in-law's eyesight, but the specific operation has to be done by his old man, Zhao Jincheng is a mallet. Now the bomb shelter at home is full of food, and it's really his credit!

Zhao Jincheng also gained insight with Uncle Miao this time. No one really doubts how much food is in reserve. It's amazing!

"The earthen kilns of the cotton mill have collapsed four times, and the steel mill can't send anyone to help! I heard that the experts who will build the earthen kiln will be lined up for next year!" Feng Jinfei made tea for Xiao Chenghan, and when he saw Xiao Chenghan sitting on the rag sofa again, he knew that this was another time with him.

"It's not uncommon for a cotton mill to build an earthen kiln!" Xiao Chenghan handed the document in his hand to Feng Jinfei. "Even the school is asking for the construction of an earthen kiln! What classes do you still take? What culture do you learn? Why don't you go to steelmaking!"

"Colleges and universities are okay, the students are all adults, and those who can get started can get started. But these junior and senior elementary schools are all children, and it's not easy for just a few teachers to get it!" Feng Jinfei's first thought was how Miao Suxin could do this!

"People have already thought about it, and according to the size of the school, they have given different tasks! Go home tonight and teach your family how to make steel!" Xiao Chenghan made fun of Feng Jinfei instead, which was also completely dead.

"Mayor, aren't you ......?"

"Well, I tactfully mentioned it at the meeting! Let me fuck my own mind and mind my own business. First of all, the steelmaking index of Wenjiaokou was completed! No, this document was given! Whether it was mentioned or not, this document will be given, and this was predetermined. Alas......" Xiao Chenghan sighed again. In the past two years, his sighs have become more and more frequent.

Feng Jinfei couldn't untie his knot. I still want to think about how to explain to Miao Suxin to protect myself when I go back, he is not like Zhao Jincheng to guard.