The poplar leaves on the edge of the community field turn yellow, some old leaves slowly fall off, and fall to the ground with the wind, a layer of autumn frost is thinly applied to the leaves, and a handful of cold ones are touched with your hands, making people feel the chill of autumn.

During the special period, Wang Shengli and her father rebelled, turned over and became the captain again. Although it was the late stage of the revolutionary upsurge, the old slogans that could be seen everywhere on the trees on the walls still warned people of the harsh reality that the storm surge had just passed, and that the after-tide would still come back at any time.

There are many mountains in Kidnapping Village, sweet potatoes are planted every year, and sweet potatoes are divided into households. Then cut the sweet potato into slices, called dried sweet potato, and dry it on the wire or on the ground. After drying in the sun, it is collected into the grain enclosure of each household, which is the coarse grain of the common people. Sweet potatoes have a high yield and are easy to manage. Good storage is a good thing to quickly solve the problem of food and clothing for the people.

The team continuously organized laborers to harvest sweet potatoes, and all the sweet potatoes of more than 30 acres of land were dug out, weighed in baskets, and piled up with 100 catties, and finally piled up according to the heads of each family, basically two piles per person, that is, 200 catties. The sweet potatoes on the slope are lined up all over the hillside, and it is too late for a while, so you have to find someone to see the sweet potatoes, and the young young students have become the first choice. The two of them signed up, Wang Shengli and her father were not at ease, so he specially arranged for his henchman, Fat Bean, to secretly monitor Pang and Li. When the silver light of the moon sprinkled the earth, the three of them lit the oranges they had brought from the shrine, and the red flames reflected the faces of the three people. They also roasted and retreated, and when the open fire was exhausted, and when there was only a lack of fire, the three of them chose some slender sweet potatoes and threw them into the fire, and let them slowly cook in the ashes. When I woke up in the middle of the night to inspect, these sweet potatoes were burning like ripe persimmons. Pinched in the hand soft, some are still bubbling with hot sweet potato oil, smell it, fragrant, eat the sweet roar in the mouth. It is impossible to describe it in words. It's much better than the old men and old mothers on the street now. The main reason is that the roasted sweet potatoes are freshly dug out of the ground, and the taste is right. The roasted potatoes on the street are all old sweet potatoes that have been stored in the sweet potato well for a winter, so the taste is far less delicious than the freshly shaved sweet potatoes, and the fish root does not come out of the slope, which is the reason.

The three young men first simmered the sweet potato in the ashes, and then carried a stick around the sweet potato field. At that time, the sweet potatoes in each village were all over the ground, and it was not a rare thing. A family of six can divide 1,200 catties at a time, not to mention the fraction of what will be made up in the later stage. Do you think it's out of stock? It has been several years since the natural disaster, and we have learned the lesson of blood. The common people saved food again, for fear of a second natural disaster. Up to now, Dongguizi has long been a land of abundance, and the money in the hands of the common people can buy grain for several years without a problem, and the big men of every household are still full of yellow and clear wheat, and many families can store wheat from five years ago. Even if the natural disaster comes again in three years, the East Kidnapper will not be harvested for three years, and he will not be hungry for a person, and he will have enough food to store.

There was silence in the sweet potato field. The three young men went into their huts and slept. At midnight, the three of them turned out of the hut, sat around the ashes of the fire, pulled the ripe sweet potatoes out of the ashes one by one with a stick, pinched the ripe ones and ate them, and found a place where there was a fire and continued to simmer the unripe ones, and ate them again at dawn.

After eating sweet potatoes, the three of them wanted to go to the edge of the field to inspect again, Li Er suddenly felt a stomachache, so he called the two of them to inspect, and he went to the shack not far from the shack to relieve himself.

Fat Bean is not so stupid, he believes that Li Er and Da Da are working together to steal sweet potatoes. It's really a thief who always thinks that others are thieves. He took a symbolic turn with the huge giant, and hurried back, and saw that Li Er was pouting, his two hands were piling up the soil, and there was something buried, it must be a sweet potato. Fat Bean saw Li Er pat a large pile of buried soil with his hands. Only then did they come to the shack, and the three of them were no longer talking nonsense, they were tired, and they slept in a mess. Fat Bean didn't sleep. He pretended to snort a few times, and when the two of them were indeed asleep, he quietly got up, pretended to be relieved, and touched the place where Li Er had buried the sweet potato just now, and saw that a mound of soil was not small. He was secretly happy, such a large mound, there must be a lot of sweet potatoes buried in it. He put a stick on top of the stubble and stuck it next to the mound. Drew another circle, made a mark, took advantage of the moonlight, sneaked back to the shack, and opened the wishful little Jiujiu in the bed.

It turned out that Captain Wang, who had always relied on the class struggle to govern the village, had become more and more sluggish in the class struggle in recent years, and not only had the four types of elements gone, but no one had even mentioned the slogan of the class struggle. At the very least, it is proved that the class struggle exists, and only in this way can the whole party have a basis, and the members will be afraid of him, and he will have authority. Fat Bean's move was to cater to Captain Wang's appetite, provide him with materials, load shells, and tell him to set off the cannons. As long as it is true that Li Erhuge and the two of them stole sweet potatoes, they will definitely be praised in public by Captain Wang, and their desire to be a cadre can be realized. To divide sweet potatoes, you have to draw lots, or who will be the first and who will be the last? Besides, the sweet potatoes grow unevenly, the good sweet potatoes grow well, the ditch weir is small, to whom they think that they have suffered a big loss, to divide the fair without complaints, the only way is to catch lots, before catching lots, say from which end to rush forward, one trip to another, anyway, sweet potatoes are one hundred pounds per pile, this trip to the end, come back and continue to divide forward, until all the parts are finished. According to the usual practice, Captain Wang spoke first, saying how to divide the law, and then the conversation changed to the importance of the class struggle. One by one, they straightened their necks and looked in the middle, wanting to see who did this embarrassing thing, and there was no shortage of sweet potatoes, it was really not worth it to earn the name of a thief for stealing sweet potatoes these days.

Captain Wang talked about it, and asked Fat Bean to stand up and expose the thief. Fat Bean bluntly exposed Li Er's private hiding of sweet potatoes and stolen them from the guards, which he saw with his own eyes. and led everyone to the place where Li Er buried the sweet potato, and pointed to the grass mark he inserted, swearing that the sweet potato was below here. As he spoke, he pulled out the grass mark, pouted his cheeks in full view of everyone, and struggled with his two front paws to pull the soil, hoping to pull out Li Erzang's sweet potatoes at once. But after picking it for a while, there was no trace of sweet potatoes. He got up and looked again, sure that the sweet potato was buried here last night, and then kicked it up again, and suddenly, he grabbed a handful of sticky things with both hands, and then a fishy smell. At this moment, Fat Bean was completely stupid, holding his hands and, not knowing what to do. Captain Wang was like a deflated ball, and he had nothing to say. He looked at everyone's disdainful gazes, and had to cough dryly: "I said folks, this, this is all children's play, you can't take it seriously, divide sweet potatoes, divide sweet potatoes." ”

Li Er's father quit, he was also a village cadre for many years, his son was wronged in vain, and his face was very dull, isn't this a clear bully to him? He blocked Captain Wang in one step, and then stretched out his hand to stop Fat Bean: "Go slowly, let my son tell me what's going on, you can't be so unclear about the black pot." "Captain Wang has worked with Uncle Li for many years, knows his temper, and asked Uncle Li, the militia platoon leader, by name. He didn't listen to any people who advised him not to be a militiaman, and together with a few old comrades in the village, when the environment was bad, he crossed the Yellow River at night and escaped a catastrophe. Li Er stood in front of everyone under the impetus of his father, scratched his scalp and said loudly: "I really didn't steal sweet potatoes, and the teacher taught us not to steal other people's things when we were in school." Who is still short of sweet potatoes now? Last night I strained, the night was the south wind, I strained this place in the tuyere, I was afraid of smelling them, so I grabbed some soil to bury the, and I was afraid that there were many people who divided sweet potatoes today, everyone was in a hurry, in case someone accidentally stepped on a foot of, that was not good, so I buried the soil very thick, nothing else. "The hearts of everyone who said something are clear, well-intentioned and afraid of smelling others, and think about everyone everywhere, this is a good child, a good character. Everyone praised Li Er in their hearts, and it was expected that he would definitely have a future in the future. Xiao Taohong was not ashamed, rushed over and hugged Li Er's arm, raised her arms and shouted: "My own brother is a good person." ”

Someone shouted: "Seeing that your brother is so good, you will marry him." ”

Xiao Taohong was not to be outdone: "Marry and marry, I'll go to his house to sleep tonight, do you care?" Her pungent energy, which is not afraid of heaven and earth, provoked everyone to laugh. The laughter spread far and wide, drifting over the empty field for a long time