Chapter VII. Love burns in the years
"Mao. Long live the chairman! A huge stone on the side of the road was painted with eye-catching slogans, which made Fang Dajun really feel the breath of the times.
He saw seven or eight similar slogans along the way, all on cliffs or boulders, which were spontaneously brushed with lime by villagers who could write, and he couldn't help but feel emotional, and the glory of the great man in this period did not allow any doubt!
Jiaoshan People's Commune, this is the commune where Fang Dajun's family is located, and governs the area of nearby Nuoda, if he had passed a few years earlier, maybe he would have found a way to mix up a cadre, but now it is not necessary.
In addition to the secretary of the department, the following production captains, captains, etc. are all elected by the villagers, as long as they can get a vote, or the family is strong enough, they can take the position!
It's a pity that the People's Commune is about to be canceled, and the annual salary of the production captain after 30 years is more than 3,000 yuan, yes, this is an annual salary, only 280 yuan per month, no establishment, no social security, and no other additional benefits, compared with the current production captain, it is simply a world of difference.
"Shh The old cow steadily pulled the bamboo cart in the direction of the commune.
Fang Dajun immediately came to his senses, and the objects in front of him were compared with his memory, which were the grain drying field, the rice threshing room, the garment room, the pig farm, the reservoir, the pond, the old canteen of the commune, the office building of the commune, and the old supply and marketing cooperative......
"Whoa~!" In front of us is the threshing floor of the Shimbashi team, and the harvest team is hurrying to harvest the last part of the paddy.
This is the most old-fashioned artificial machine, two people in a group of rice threshing, the farmland on both sides is full of busy villagers, the threshing floor is next to the grain field, this is a dam made of lime mixed with river sand, the height is not connected together, the selection is a sunny lot, in order to facilitate the drying of rice, corn, wheat and other crops, once dried, it will be quickly sent to the grain station warehouse, the requisition is handed over first, and the task assigned above is completed, and the production team will be relaxed.
"All of them are there, let's talk about the requisition task of our Horn Hill Commune this year......"
I really wanted to come to something, the big horn of the commune sounded, which made Fang Dajun's body tremble a little, it was exciting, to be able to see the life of the people's commune with his own eyes, it was very attractive to him, this was exciting. Love burning years!
"Jiaoshan People's Commune, grain requisition task notice: Liu Chunshan brigade, Xinqiao production team, to sell good grain to the state, is the glorious obligation of the vast number of farmers, but also the specific manifestation of patriotic action, your team in 1982 millet requisition task for 121,097 catties, before September 20 to send to the Beidou four warehouse, the quality of the grain delivery must be clean, clean and full, in order to weigh the warehouse, not crowded, do not quarrel, abide by the order of grain delivery.
Wang Jianguo Brigade, Chenjiabazi Production Team, your team is in the 19th ......"
The broadcast continued, but Fang Dajun was surprised and asked out loud: "Old man, do our three teams in Xinqiao Village only have to pay 120,000 catties of millet?" ”
Who would have thought that Fang Donghua actually scolded in a low voice: "Liu Chunshan, who is said by the dog, is engaged in demon moths again, he only handed over 110,000 catties last year, and this year he has more than 10,000 catties." ”
"The Liu family is not a good thing!" Qin Shou echoed, he was not a foul-mouthed person before, but he just heard from the thin monkey that the Liu family secretly sold coal, and this year he messed with grain, but the atmosphere was fake.
"Old man, what's wrong?" Fang Dajun asked suspiciously, the previous master had no memory of this.
"What else can it be, Liu Chunshan's mongrel must have overreported grain this year, more than 10,000 catties, and our Xinqiao Brigade will have more than 100 catties of millet per household, and it will be less than an adult's rations." Fang Donghua was still very angry when he spoke.
It didn't take long for Fang Dajun to figure out that before the rice was harvested, the requisition task had been set, and this task was declared by the captain, originally this year's climate was good, and the harvest would be more, but now it was reported more than 10,000 catties more than last year, so that the grain may not be as much as last year, which makes the villagers who have been busy for a year not have emotions.
The same was true at the scene, and dozens of villagers in the barn field were talking about it. It sounds like 120,000 catties of millet is not much, but if you know that the total harvest of millet in the entire Xinqiao Village is only about 160,000 catties, you can understand, the remaining 40,000 catties of millet are divided by more than 70 villagers, and each household is about 500 catties.
Fang Dajun dug coal for a year, and at most half a catty of rice fell every day, at this time, people were quite able to eat because of the lack of oil and water, not to mention only half a catty a day, open to eat, he could eat a catty of rice in one meal without a problem.
So this rice is naturally not enough, fortunately, it can also be distributed to corn, sweet potatoes, wheat, in general, there is no problem in maintaining life, but to do every meal to eat enough, unless the family has few children, and adults can almost get a relatively high salary.
This is the current status quo, it sounds chilling, if you don't hand over the 120,000 catties of grain, each person's ration will be at least 300 catties, save a little, and everyone can see rice every day all year round. In addition, corn, wheat, vegetable oil, etc. must also be handed in.
But if you think about it carefully, if the peasants had not handed over the grain they had worked so hard to grow to support national construction, China would not have been able to develop rapidly, and it would have become a world power within a few decades since the founding of the People's Republic of China.
The ox cart arrived at the barnyard, which was the territory of the Xinqiao Brigade, and hundreds of villagers put down their work and gathered around......
"Sanwa, what's wrong, it's okay!"
"Sanwa, you are immortal in this catastrophe, so what, you will enjoy happiness in the future!"
"Three Babies ......"
They are all a brigade, the relationship between the neighbors is very good, and the villagers are still very simple, this is really concerned about him, of course, it is also related to the work of several people in his family, his father Fang Donghua makes refractory bricks, which is related to the problem of villagers repairing houses; He was engaged in the work of digging coal, and the villagers had to use coal to cook pig food and boil water, which was a necessity for life; The second sister will be able to read and make clothes immediately, and clothes are a hot topic; There is also a mother who can earn eight cents, that is because her cooking skills are very good, she used to be in charge of the commune canteen, and now she often helps someone's family to do happy events, and many people have secretly benefited from it.
Fang Dajun can develop a domineering surname, and more or less the villagers don't care much about the face of their family, for example, he beat the baby of the Wang family, and it is useless for this baby to go back and complain, and over time, his temper will grow.
"It's okay, the doctor said it's good to rest for a few days!" Mother greeted her warmly.
At this time, the captain Liu Chuncheng and the three team leaders also ran over to ask about the situation, in fact, to put it bluntly, the Liu family is not bad to the bones, but they took advantage of it ruthlessly, and reported more food to hand it over, which is an invitation to merit, and they secretly take advantage of the collective, which is corruption. If such a surname is placed in the back, it is definitely a good material for mixing officialdom.
Fang Dajun did a lot of dirty things in the workshop, but he had his own principles, and it was right to invite credit from above, but he used other production groups to obtain performance, that is, he took good care of the employees below him.
But this Liu family is a member of the production team of the fierce pit, which is also placed in the current villagers are simple, and it is okay to scratch the hair, if it is a problem in the future.
No, it should be said that there is going to be a problem now, because he is here, and if he doesn't pit the Liu family, I'm really sorry that these villagers just now cared from the bottom of their hearts.
"Sanwa, you have to learn a lesson, you have to be serious when you go to work, you see, there will be a problem when you desert, this time you are lucky and someone next to you saw it, if you are alone in the coal hole, then you must really lose your life!" Liu Chunshan persuaded him bitterly, this level of speech is still there, and it seems to be a gesture of thinking about you.
But this also deceived the simple villagers, Fang Dajun could hear that this was a disguised criticism to count him down, what is desertion? There may be no danger in digging coal, the coal sand layer is soft, and you can't run even if you want to step down.
"If you don't care about Captain Liu, I'm fine, the brigade still has more coal, and I can't delay production!" Fang Dajun said lightly.
"That's it, Sanwa is a patient, let's not talk about it, hurry up and send it home!" The voice is Niu Daman, the third child of the old Niu family, most of the time his brain is normal, but when a few are abnormal, he is even more crazy, the master who can't be provoked, he is usually criticized, and now of course he has to raise the bar with the old Liu family.
Ignoring the Liu family, whose expression was a little ugly, Fang Dajun followed his father's back and prepared to go home, his house still had to climb up the hillside for more than ten minutes, and his mother said hello to the Liu family, I was afraid that my mother would think that she was about to divide the grain, and she would suffer a little loss if she offended the Liu family.
Fang Dajun saw it in his eyes and didn't say much, but this field will come back sooner or later, sometimes a bad impression of a person is so simple, if Liu Chunshan didn't come just now and pretended to be a good person to defeat him, he probably wouldn't really want to mess with the other party.
"Okay, okay, what are you doing standing up, start work, pack up the millet as soon as possible and hand over the task, if you don't finish the task, the commune will blame it, and everyone will be criticized......" Liu Chunshan shouted again, the harvest of millet is almost completed, but drying millet is also a big problem, the weather changes greatly in September, and the millet is not dry, and once it is moldy, it will lose a lot.
"It's work!" "Threshing!" The honest villagers shouted and went to work again.
Fang Dajun looked at all this with a smile, maybe he won't see this kind of collective work next year, the picture in front of him is very beautiful, this is the beauty of the working people, but it's a pity that his weak chicken brick mobile phone didn't follow the crossing, otherwise he would have to take some photos to be nostalgic.
"Hey, old man, wait first!" Fang Dajun suddenly stopped his parents, staring at the few people who were threshing the grain over there with puzzled eyes, and Niu Daman was also copying the grain and brushing it violently.
"Son, what's wrong?" Fang Donghua was puzzled.
Qin Shou looked at him with an incredible expression on his face, and also asked, "Dajun, what's wrong?" ”
"It shouldn't be, why is the threshing still so backward now!" Fang Dajun muttered, combined with the confirmation of his memory, his eyes suddenly lit up, he can completely improve the current threshing machine, which can probably save half of the time of threshing now, once he succeeds, won't he have all the fame and prestige he wants, and he trembled with excitement when he thought of this.
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