This is an era when nothing is adulterated, and even the bulk liquor poured out of the plastic barrel is a genuine pure grain two-pot head, with an unambiguous 60-degree degree.

Looking at the liquor poured into the bowl, Zhou Xiaoan felt that he smelled the alcohol from washing the wound that day again.

But the second uncle and Zhou Yuehai directly cooked two bowls on the table, and the one-pound bottle was about to bottom.

The family routines and recent situations were all chatted before the meal, and everyone at the dinner table gave way to each other, and only the only thing left was to persuade the wine.

The atmosphere was inexplicably awkward.

Even Zhou Xiaoquan sensed that something was wrong, and secretly asked his sister with his eyes.

Zhou Xiaoan motioned for him to eat well, whether it was right or wrong was not something they could change, they were all elders, and there was no place for them to speak here.

In fact, Zhou Xiaoan had already felt that something was wrong, since he knew that Zhou Yuehai had not come back for sixteen years.

Zhou Yuehai went to the carpenter shop with Mr. Zhou at the age of six, and worked until he joined the army at the age of fifteen.

In other words, Zhou Yuehai has rarely returned to the village since he was six years old, and the second uncle and Old Man Zhou are also collateral relatives of several generations, and it is normal for Zhou Yuehai not to be close to him.

But he hasn't come back once in so many years, which is puzzling, after all, the ancestral tomb of the Zhou family is still here.

What Zhou Xiaoan didn't understand even more was why Zhou Yuehai went to the carpenter shop at such a young age.

At the age of six, no matter how capable a child is, he can't do the odd work in the carpenter's shop, and it is said that the carpenter accepts apprentices, and no matter how talented he is, he has to be eight years old.

There are also the second uncle and the mother-in-law, even if they are just clan relatives, they have met the junior who has not come back for so many years, and they don't ask him why he didn't come back, and they don't even say "come back to go to the grave for your parents".

This topic is like a taboo that neither side wants to mention, and no one touches it.

"Erhai, drink!" The second uncle opened another bottle of wine and poured it for Zhou Yuehai with unsteady hands. The wine was too strong, and the second uncle was already drunk.

Zhou Yuehai took the wine bottle and ordered the second uncle's bowl, his own bowl was directly full, and the two of them drank white water and took another sip.

"Erhai, you are a big cadre, and the people you see are all big cadres, can you say a word to our fellow villagers?" The second uncle's eyes were red, he was drunk and anxious.

"Let's listen to the party leadership, let us do what we do, there is no second word! You can do anything, can you stop caring about how our old farmers farm, okay? ”

The year before last, the mountains and forests were cut down and the forests were melted down to make steel, and last year they engaged in deep ploughing and dense planting, and grain output reached a new high everywhere.

A thin layer of loess on the barren mountain, all the stones below, no water and no soil, what can be planted after the terraces are built? The terraced fields that were repaired last year did not even grow grass this year, and the seeds were wasted in vain, and the loess face was everywhere when the wind blew!

"Let's dig deep and turn the ground three feet deep! The land on Nanshan Mountain, drought and flood to ensure harvest, what you plant and what you reap! But if we have to carry out deep ploughing experimental fields on that land, and turn over all the cooked soil that we have planted for hundreds of lifetimes, what can grow on the raw land? Good land is wasted! The wheat grown is not as big as a fly's head......"

When the second uncle said this, he couldn't control his emotions and wet his eyes.

Zhou Yuehai silently poured half a bowl of wine for his second uncle.

"That dense plant is even more pitiful! One acre of land allows you to plant a hundred catties of seeds! Say 'plant one and reap hundred'! Usually, ten catties of seeds can't be planted in one acre of land! The malt came out, but it was too dense to penetrate the wind, and it was all dripping! The few who survived were also thin and yellow, not as tall as a shakuhachi......"

"Also, I don't know who thinks of the trick, give the dealer 'glucose'! Can the dung soup be poured directly into the roots of the crops?! Miao was burned to death! ”

"What else to pour dog broth into the field! The dogs are gone, and the cats are gone! The field was scabbed like stone, and the harvest did not grow at all......"

"Why dare you think and dare to do it, but you can't do it blindly!"

"Last summer, we handed over the public grain, and there were only five catties of wheat left in our team, how can we survive with these five catties of wheat......

"It's only the thirteenth day of the first month, and eight people on our team are starving to death......"

……

The more the second uncle spoke, the more excited he became, and finally the old man burst into tears and cried.

The second uncle also looked at Zhou Yuehai expectantly, "Erhai, can you go and talk about it for our fellow villagers?" This is a hundred and ten miles in circumference, and you are the most promising, and the villagers have come to inquire about you......"

Zhou Yuehai's face was grim and grim, "The military and the government are clearly separated, and military personnel cannot interfere in local work. It's discipline. However, many people have already reported upwards that some local cadres are greedy for merit and have distorted the implementation of state policies. Now that the whole country has been affected by this unhealthy wind, which has caused very serious consequences, all sides have begun to face up to this problem, and it will soon be stopped......"

Zhou Xiaoan almost buried his head in the bowl, covering his red eyes. What if it's stopped? Those villagers who starved to death are still dead, who are the children who have lost their relatives to cry to?!

For the next two years, an even greater catastrophe awaits the land, and no one can do anything about it. More people will lose their lives, and more vulnerable and innocent children will bear the brunt......

Zhou Xiaoan's tears fell in the bowl, and she hated her prophet for the first time.

The prophet was powerless to stop it, and the prophet was unable to accept it with indifference and soberness......

Zhou Xiaoan choked up and said hello to everyone, and went to the Westinghouse with red eyes.

Before she went out, the second uncle was still talking drunk, "Erhai, you have a great future!" Your father didn't raise you in vain! You've fought for our old Zhou family......"

Zhou Xiaoquan also quickly got off the table to find his sister, "Sister, I feel uncomfortable listening to my second uncle's words." ”

He didn't know why he was so depressed, he couldn't speak, and he couldn't find an outlet to vent, and the little boy's eyes were innocent and blank.

Zhou Xiaoan smiled at him hard, "You are so young, why do you worry about adults?" Take care of yourself first, don't think nonsense. ”

Zhou Xiaoquan nodded solemnly. These days, he understands more and more that only when he is strong can he protect his sister, otherwise he can only be powerless and be a grinder and drag his feet.

"Sister, don't you think it's a little awkward for the second uncle to talk to the uncle?" Even Zhou Xiaoquan could see that something was wrong.

The sister and brother glanced at each other, and their green eyes were full of questions and puzzles.

Not long after a while, Zhou Yuehai came to the Westinghouse alone to look for them, "The second uncle is asleep." ”

I should have been drunk and unconscious.

Zhou Xiaoan looked at his calm face, drank more than a pound of high-grade liquor, and did not see a trace of discoloration, even his eyes were clear, as always, calm and indifferent and firm.

I don't know if it's her psychological effect, but I feel that his heart is the same as their sister and brother, like pressing a boulder, so heavy that he can't breathe.

The ghost made the gods, Zhou Xiaoan especially wanted to comfort him, "Uncle, I haven't eaten enough since I was a child, and the children in our area can't eat enough, especially the girls, many people are so hungry that they cry secretly." Fear of starvation, and even more fear of starvation.

But no matter how hungry I was, I was never scared or cried. Because I know that I won't starve to death, I have an uncle. Uncle will send us food every month, although we have to give more than half to my grandmother's family, but as long as Uncle is there, we don't have to worry about starving to death at any time. ”

Zhou Xiaoquan didn't know why his sister suddenly said this, but he still followed her words to express his feelings, "The children with fathers in our compound are not as happy as us, and they all envy us for having an uncle." ”

Although their uncle is a year younger than the second brother, he gives them the same sense of responsibility and security as a father.

Zhou Xiaoan's dark eyes widened wide and bright, and he nodded heavily, "So, uncle, don't be sad, you are really powerful!" ”