Chapter 44: Summer Harvest Time

【1】

In the summer, it becomes a colorful village. Look at the two sides of the road outside the village, the flowers and trees in full bloom of Chinese herbs compete with each other. The low purslane flowers are all over the place, blooming with colorful flowers. A few years ago, the old branch secretary led the villagers to plant several kinds of fruit trees on both sides of the road, and this year they finally bear fruit. The tall pomegranate trees are full of flowers, as if they were full of red lanterns, and there are many kinds of fruit trees with colorful ripe fruits, such as golden apricots, purple-red plums, and pink-pink peaches...... Looking at the melon fields, there are white, golden melons, white melons, green watermelons, and so on. These diverse colors come together to create a world that dots the village with enchanting beauty.

In the evening, Zhang Guangming and the educated youths loaded the harvested wheat into bundles one by one into the carriage. The higher-level cadres, all wearing towels on their heads and whips in their hands, pulled a cart full of wheat into the threshing field. Along the way, they shouted, "Gotta ride!" and drove the horses away in a decent manner. Seeing that it was about to get dark, Zhang Zhishu ordered the educated youths to load and unload quickly. Li Xuehua and Wu Baoguo are no longer the ones who slowly took off the wheat for a few days, and they no longer cry with sad faces like before, with a look of displeasure.

When eating dinner, Li Dali held the bowl and suddenly remembered that at lunch a few days ago, Li Xuehua's face was pale, and she poured the corn and vegetable porridge made by the aunt of the Wubao household into the stone trough for feeding the pigs after only a few bites. She said loudly, "Is this a meal for people? It's definitely pig food!"

Wu Baoguo: "Yes, eat these porridge rice for lunch?"

Beside them, Li Hongyun and his wife, who were squatting on the ground to eat, hurriedly stood up with panicked expressions when they heard these words. The old couple walked up to the two of them with a bowl. Li Hongyun hurriedly said: "I know that you are all children of high-ranking officials, and you are not used to eating the coarse tea and light meals of the countrymen. However, last year, due to the weather, the wheat yield was greatly reduced, and the wheat yield was very low, so the white flour is very scarce right now, girl, let you be wronged. Li Xuehua bowed her head and remained silent.

Wang Xiaoshuang hurriedly said: "I think so, Li Xuehua, you tell the eldest mother, what kind of food do you want to eat, and then let the eldest mother make it again for you." ”

Li Xuehua said angrily: "What am I eating?

Wu Baoguo also said unhappily: "I don't want to eat anything! Besides, just the pig-feeding rice she cooked? Hmph! I think it's better to forget it!"

Li Hongyun and his wife looked at the two intellectuals with sad faces, "that ......" and the couple didn't know what to say to comfort the two intellectuals, and they looked quite at a loss.

Qin Chun and Li Zhongqiu looked angry at first glance. Qin Chun blamed: "Every grain you throw away is planted by the farmers with hard work!"

"Now that food is so scarce, Li Xuehua, you are ruining the heavens!" Li Zhongqiu said next.

Li Xuehua didn't say a word, but glared at the two of them hatefully. It seems that she is so angry that she actually slammed a red and white checkered coarse cloth blouse made for her by Zhang Zhishu's wife and slammed it on the ground. She was still puzzled, and kicked the dress out of the door with her foot, just as Li Hongyun's dog came over, it thought it was something to eat, and took it away. Li Zhongqiu hurried to chase the dog, but the more she chased, the faster the dog ran, and she stepped on a small lump in a panic, and broke one foot.

Qin Chun immediately ran over in distress, helped Li Zhongqiu up and asked, "Does it matter?" The girlfriend replied, it's okay, it's okay. But when she tried to stand up, she found that the pain was unbearable. When the two of them saw the big dog, they probably thought the clothes were not tasty, so they frantically bit and bit hard, and they finally bit a new one. Qin Chun helped Li Zhongqiu limp towards the dormitory. When Li Xuehua and Wu Baoguo, who were backward in their minds, saw it, they actually giggled out loud with schadenfreude. The two also said: "You deserve it!"

Qin Chun couldn't bear to walk up to Li Xuehua and said, "Look at your shirt and belly, which one can be separated from the hard work of your peasant friends." ”

Li Xuehua glanced at the two of them fiercely, and let out a dissatisfied "hum!" from her nose. Then Li Xuehua and Wu Baoguo crossed their eyebrows and walked away angrily.

When Li Dali thought back to this, he couldn't help but look at Li Xuehua and Wu Baoguo again, but at this time, he looked happy. The two of them held a bowl of corn cabbage and said with a smile, drinking this corn cabbage rice is quite delicious! It seems that this is in a good mood, and everything you eat is delicious.

【2】

From the wheat field of the experimental base, Zhang Zhishu's high-pitched and loud singing voice came out: "Three points are destined, seven points depend on hard work, and love to fight will win ......"

As soon as the singing here fell, Li Yue'e's sonorous and powerful voice came out of the wheat field over there, singing a passage from the Mulan of Henan Opera: "Brother Liu's speech is too biased, who said that women enjoy leisure, men fight to the border, and women weave in their homes." When we go to farm during the day and spin cotton at night, we work hard day and night, so that the soldiers can have this food and clothing, and if you don't believe it? Please look at this body, our shoes and socks, as well as clothes and shirts, thousands of needles and threads, but they are all where they are! There are many heroines, who have also built up their merits and killed the enemy for the country and produced heroes and sages, and these women, which of them are not as good as men? Uh-huh, uh-huh, hey!" I heard the wheat cutters cheering for the husband and wife continuously.

In the past few days, Zhang Guangming has been busy inspecting one crop field after another, and then depending on the situation, he will make a decisive decision on which wheat to harvest first and which wheat to harvest later. This is because the wheat is harvested early, right? When the green and yellow wheat is pressed by the stone rollers, it becomes flat sheets. If the harvest is too late, right? The wheat grains will fall and fall all over the ground, what a pity! Then it will not be too late, not too early, just right! In the past few days, Zhang Zhishu and the cadres of the brigade, as well as the higher-level cadres and educated youths, have all harvested the ripe wheat of the experimental base.

Then the villagers grabbed the wheat as if they were fighting a war - they took this piece and collected that piece with their sickles. Although I was tired and had a sore back, I didn't dare to relax a little. The reason why Zhang Zhishu will lead the masses is to rush to harvest and grab seeds day and night. This is because those who grow crops know that the golden scythe of wheat and mangs must be timely. The villagers have gained experience from their labor: "Autumn is old, wheat is old." "If you don't harvest it in time, the wheat will not only be in danger of falling to the ground, but it will also become moldy in case of rain. Therefore, every year when the wheat is ripe, the masses are very nervous to harvest the wheat.

After a week of rushing to harvest and harvest, the tired waists of the villagers were almost broken, but no one dared to stop. What about the people from the city? All of them were exposed to the scorching sun as if they were saved by a black bag, and they did not hesitate to do so.

When the harvest is over, it's time to get busy pulling the wheat. It is pulled by cattle in carts, and by people in flatbed carts. The carts were pulled and the wheat was transported to the fields of the various teams. Zhang Guangming drove the mule cart and the horse-drawn cart "Come! Ride!" The mule kept "clicking, clicking" and running. Zhang Zhishu always has infinite strength and sky-high energy, which infects every villager in the village from time to time. It also inspires the villagers to work hard.

【3】

These cadres from the higher authorities inspected the work of the communes in the county, and after the inspection, they came to the conclusion that the villagers of Muyehua Village seemed to be in good spirits and in high spirits. The villagers have also developed a spirit of hard work, hard work, positive and enterprising, and a perseverance. Li Dali immediately convened a meeting of cadres in the county, and asked the people of the whole county to learn from the people of Muyehua Village the spirit of self-reliance.

As long as the masses pull the wheat into the field, they will speed up the field.

Usually at this time, each team leader will divide the members of the team into two parts. Some people play the field, and some people go to the wheat stubble field to plant corn, cotton, peanuts, soybeans, etc.

What about the people who fight in the field? They will let the wheat dry in the sun, and they will dry it for an hour or two, and then they will turn it once with a large stick, and when they turn it about three or four times, they will be able to crush it. Sometimes it's not necessarily, it's up to the sun to decide how many times you want to turn. If the sun is scorching, turn it a few times. If the sun wasn't so poisonous, it would have to be turned a few more times. The more it turns, the more chaotic it becomes, the more chaotic the guns are, the more thoroughly they are exposed. After drying, it is necessary to use the livestock to pull the stone stone in a circle and roll it.

The people usually raise their cattle to be strong, and when it is time to plow and harvest, they will come in handy. The villagers put mules, horses, oxen, and even donkeys on them, let them pull the wheat, and let them pull the stones to the "milling field". The cattle pulled the stone and "choked, choked" and turned in a circle, pressing the wheat "rustling" and "popping". The dry wheat was instantly "liberated, jumping and jumping happily" and fell on the wheat straw. After the animal has been crushed a few times, it is time to start turning it up and down with a large stick. Let the wheat be turned over again and again, and there will be a small amount of wheat on it that does not fall, and then the cattle will be driven to pull the stone stone and crush it in a circle, and turn it over and over again. When there is indeed no wheat on the straw, it is time to "start".

The straw was picked aside with a large stick, and the wheat and bran were left underneath. At this time, you have to use a wooden shovel and put them together in a pile. People then mix wheat and wheat straw together to create a pile of wheat, and use a wooden shovel to raise the wheat and wheat bran to "separate ways". That is, people use wooden shovels to "click" a spade, use their arms to the air to "swish", and then immediately to the arms of the "swish" to retract the cage, the wheat bran raised high in the air, with the wind like a white cloud drifting into the air, flying and falling to the other side. The wheat here will fall in front of you with a "clatter", like broken gold falling on the ground. The villagers were as happy as if they saw the golden beans fall to the ground. At this time, people will use a big broom to gently sweep away a small amount of wheat bran that falls on the wheat, this action is called "sweeping". If the Yangchang is not good, the wheat and the bran "will never be abandoned," and the peasants usually call it: fart stirring and, although it is not nice to say, it is absolutely not okay to mix wheat bran and wheat together. So you have to find someone who understands the field technique to do it.

【4】

At this time, Li Yongjin couldn't wait to measure the average harvest of a few acres of wheat on the field with a bucket, so how many kilograms the average harvest of this year was, and he knew in his heart that it was seven, seven, eight, eight. The cadres of the brigade dried the wheat in the experimental base, and after the water ran out, they bit it with their teeth and "clucked" before it was dried. The cadres of the brigade can be pulled to the warehouse of the team, and when all the fighting is over, the wheat will be distributed to the poor households in the village. Last year, due to the drought, the ears of wheat were like flies, and only one or two hundred catties were harvested per mu, so they usually couldn't eat a white bun, and only in the New Year could they eat a little foreskin bread. It is a layer of cornmeal, a layer of steamed buns from white flour. This year's harvest yield per mu is three or four hundred catties, so everyone did not expect that the output of the five acres of experimental base where the professor puts dung every day is as high as five or six hundred catties per mu. The village cadres were overjoyed.

Zhang Guangming smiled and said to the village cadres: The dung is enough and the water is enough for the seedlings to be prosperous, and the summer harvest wheat overflows the warehouse!