The little girl from Shiqiao in the training class immediately became a hot topic of discussion. In the depths of backward Bashan, the traditional concept of male superiority and female inferiority still exists in a certain way, women do laundry, cook and feed pigs and cattle at home, and men show their heads outside to spill their blood, which is in line with the "mainstream of rural society". As a trainee of the training class, Shufen sat in the first row, and she was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, which made the joke of "matching pig breeds" quickly turn to ridicule Shiqiao Township.

Some people say that Shiqiao Township has been in full swing, and little girls are stronger than big men; Some people say that Shiqiao Township has a low level of culture, because the farmers who come to this training class need to have a primary school education or above; Some people say that the farmers in Shiqiao Township are lazy, and they will soon have a "heavy snowfall", and it must be the men who are slow to plant wheat. More than 20 peasants in Shiqiao lowered their heads "shyly" together, and even the deputy township chief who was born as a farmer felt a little embarrassed, and said again and again: "The county leaders take care of it, and the county leaders take care of ......."

Shufen didn't feel uncomfortable because of this, in her opinion, this is something to be proud of, what a man can do can be done by a woman, and what an adult can do, I can do well as a child! Besides, these agricultural techniques cannot be done well by strength, and the key is to use your brain. Based on the nonsense of that group of peasants, it is obvious that they have no brains! Shufen didn't pay attention to it at all, and continued to bury her head in taking notes, becoming one of the few students who attended the lecture in the whole ceremony.

The course on "pig breeding" lasted for a day and a half, and the old professor had become numb to the "ignorance" of these peasants, and read the lesson plan by himself, occasionally looking at this student who was taking notes, and then he had the conviction to continue speaking. As soon as the class was finished in the afternoon of the next day, I quickly took the bus back to the county.

The topic of female students continued to heat up in the auditorium, and several "moles" from Shiqiao Township quickly mingled with farmers from other townships, and revealed the "Ha Po Poke Incident" in which this "silly girl" and her lame father did not want their lives to save people. After attracting a sigh, it also won the admiration of some people.

Nie Renhao, as the only secretary of the township party committee who stayed as a student, became Shufen's tablemate. This thirty-year-old Secretary Nie is already a little bald, and the "mirror" above his head is also reflecting his wisdom; Equally wise were his piercing eyes, which stopped as soon as he stared at the wooded villagers sitting in the corners; The hot flat tunic suit, the shiny pen cap and the small red book in the upper pocket show the solemnity of this suit.

Secretary Nie stayed for two purposes, one was to be afraid that the "Diao people" elected by the group of villages would cause trouble; The second is that I also want to learn these agricultural technology knowledge. He admired and admired the little girl at the same table, who took notes with a brush, not only neatly and quickly, but also able to grasp the key points and be clearly organized.

"Little girl, your father is Yang Zegui, the model of saving people that was commended last month, right?" During the recess, Secretary Nie and Shufen set up a dragon gate array.

"Yes, Secretary Nie! Do you know my father? Shufen knew the secretary's name from the pedestal on the rostrum.

"I guess I know each other! I was there at the commendation meeting in the county that day, and I saw you! There are also big-character posters in the compound of the county party committee that are exemplary in propaganda, which is not simple! Yang Shufen is also mentioned in it, is that you? ”

"Yes, Secretary Nie, my name is Yang Shufen. It's been a long time, and my dad said he was just doing what a neighbor and an ordinary member should do! ”

"This is what makes your dad extraordinary! Xiao Yang, you're not simple either, aren't you going to school anymore? ”

When Shufen heard the word "go to school", her heart still rippled, so she cherished the opportunity of this training and sat there listening quietly, as if she had returned to the classroom she had not seen for a long time. "No, but, like my dad said, everywhere is a school, and if the 'Agricultural University' can graduate, it's also amazing!"

"Yes, this 'agricultural university' is not as simple as carrying a hoe, carrying grain, and plowing the fields, but it is very knowledgeable!"

"Well, Secretary Nie, why are you also sitting here listening to the lecture?"

"Haha, I didn't graduate from Agricultural University!"

Shufen laughed too. This humorous Secretary Nie is different from other officials he has seen, it is neither as rigid as Township Chief Luo, nor as "cunning" as Uncle Seven.

The next three days were a probationary course on "Pig Farming". The animal husbandry station in Chahe Township became lively all of a sudden, with two breeding pigs, three sows and dozens of piglets becoming living teaching materials, and the breeders of the township animal husbandry station became "negative teaching materials" who made mistakes everywhere. The technicians of the regional animal husbandry bureau corrected the mistakes of the breeders by hand, and the farmers were dumbfounded, only to find that they had fed pigs all their lives, and they had not even cleaned a pigsty correctly, let alone feed matching, heat preservation and moisturizing. Secretary Nie and Shufen took notes as usual, some farmers still laughed at the "pig puller", and a few farmers simply hid in the guest house and slept ......

"How many pigs do you feed?" In between the teacher's practical lessons, Nie Renhao and Shufen started talking again.

"In the past, there were two heads, but this year it was a little more generous, and three heads were introduced."

"Oh, there aren't many three-headed, hand over one head to the country, keep one head for yourself, and you can sell one!"

"Well, sometimes it's not enough to turn in one, this pig has no food and can't grow big, it's been fed for almost a year, and the average pig is less than two hundred catties!"

"Yes, even if you slaughter two hundred catties, in addition to the hair in the water, the empty shell shell of the thin bacon, and the decent bacon can't bake a few pieces!"

"Do you feed pigs at home? Secretary Nie! ”

"Hey, my mother-in-law is from the countryside, there are old and young, you can't do it if you don't feed it! My family fed four pigs, and this year there was a disaster, and the pigs who had no food were thin and small! ”

"I think the teacher made a lot of sense. Our family feeds pigs, usually pigweed, when there is bran and a little, when there is more grain and red lettuce just feed and eat, so unscientific, not well matched, fattening effect is not obvious! ”

"Yes, and wow, the disinfection that the teacher said just now, how can we have that consciousness, the pig is sick and I don't know the reason, a few little piglets are not isolated, and the whole thing is not suitable and finally all die of illness!"

"Well, there's more! We don't have the consciousness of letting the pigs out to raise, and being locked in the pigsty for a year is a year, in fact, as long as the surrounding fence is good, it is not allowed to fall or run away, and the pigs also need to exercise! ”

……

A cadre and a farmer summed up while observing and concluding, and there were more and more young farmers who had the same opinion as them, and more and more people were willing to communicate with Shufen, and gradually, they no longer regarded this little girl as a child, but as an out-and-out peasant.

The "pig breeding class" did not end with the observation of the pigsty at the livestock station, the real practical class had just begun - the farmers were divided into six groups, and each group adopted two piglets to the pig house of the old husband's cooperative, and the passing line of the operation was that the pigs could not get sick within a month, and the growth should not be less than 10 kilograms. The deputy township chiefs carried pig baskets, their faces stretched longer than donkeys, this is not raising pet pigs, nor is it more than ten years ago "putting satellites", every pig has been weighed under the nose of the director of the Committee of Agriculture!

The director of the Committee of Agriculture stared at it every day, not only the little piglets brought back, but also a large piece of fruit trees and wasteland waiting for them by the river!

"Shufen, let's make a bet, do you dare!"

"Haha, Secretary Nie, you won't bully me a little doll, right? If you're talking about feeding pigs in competitions, I'm not afraid! ”

"Bet on feeding the pigs! Lao Wei, come here," Nie Renhao pulled Wei Dengshou, the deputy head of Shiqiao, who was carrying a pig basket, over, "Lao Wei, I'll make a bet with Yang Shufen, we will each adopt a pig, whoever has more fat will win!" ”

"Secretary Nie, aren't you a bully little girl? He didn't beat you for pigweed! Wei Dengshou cried with a sad face, and also tried his best to protect the "people" of his hometown.

"Township Chief Wei, don't be afraid, I'll bet with Secretary Nie! Scientific breeding, and not relying on pigweed to fight more! ”

"Real bet?"

"What a bet!"

"What are you betting on?"

"So, Shufen, if you win my Parker pen, I'll give it to you! I won...... If I win, give me your full notebook! Lao Wei, as well as the big guys, are all witnesses, even if any of them have one or two more pigs, they will win! ”

Shufen heard that she was going to bet on her notebook, and her heart was a little drummed, but since she was so sworn and domineering just now, she couldn't be a shrunken turtle at this time. Xiao Shufen's eyes widened, and she threw her pigtail back, "A gentleman's words ......"

"It's hard to chase a horse!"

The big guys were attracted by the little girl's bet with the secretary, and the peasants in Linmu Township shook their heads, feeling that the little girl was a little ignorant. A few outsiders from other townships began to buy horses.

"That secretary isn't a bully! A little woman feeds the pigs! Which one can feed him? He doesn't have to carry pig food much in a day! I think the secretary can win. ”

"I can't see it, he's a national cadre, where has he fed pigs, I'll bet on the little girl to win!"

When returning to the township government, every deputy township chief is actually gritting his teeth and secretly competing with himself, who wants to be last in a month and lose that person?

However, the "gambling" cola broke the students of Linmu Township and Shiqiao Township, except for Secretary Nie and Yang Shufen who adopted one alone, each of them had a pig left for twenty people! Back in the pig house of the old man's commune, the piglets entered the pigsty according to their number, and the two pigs they bet on each occupied a pen.

Except for the farmers who applauded warmly for the first time in Linmu Township, no one else expected that after three days of observation, Nie Renhao suddenly changed from a student to a teacher on the podium, and talked about the knowledge of "fruit tree grafting and cultivation". The director of the Committee of Agriculture solemnly introduced Nie Renhao, Shufen almost couldn't believe her eyes and ears, this Secretary Nie who made a bet with herself yesterday was actually the famous "Nie Guoren"!

Speaking of Nie Renhao, few people may know about it, but when it comes to "Nie Guoren", it is definitely famous in Jiacang County. More than 10 years ago, a technician less than 20 years old cultivated a good variety of "Guang Mandarin" and became the "citrus king" with a yield of 1,000 catties per mu, which caused a sensation in the entire Jiacang and made this small commune in the western corner famous. Subsequently, the technician began to cultivate and graft a variety of good fruits, not only fruits oranges and pears, but also dried fruits walnuts and chestnuts; There are not only apples that bear fruit in the north, but also sugar cane that can only be found in the south. Nie Renhao was a worker and a farmer, not only doing it himself, but also leading the villagers to do it together, he also became a veritable "fruit king" from the "citrus king", and also changed from a technician to a cadre, and then became the secretary of the township party committee "Nie Guoren".