Jiang Dawu is low-key in his words and actions, if he wants to say that it is a good thing, he must not be false.

Jiang Dawu: "Just now the county communist procurement station called, and tomorrow the county commune will bring the comrades from the starch factory over."

Song Cheng was already on the warehouse, but the sacks for potatoes were not enough, so he had to go to the city to get some.

But Dachengzi called the commune, and there were not enough sacks in the commune. If you want to have a headache, you can't load the basket and then pour it into the car. ”

This is the first shot of the jute potatoes in Sweet Water Village, and it can't be done if it's not pretty.

"How about a basket?"

When Jiang Dawu and Song Lao Er were in trouble, Jiang Xiaochi said coldly.

Jiang Dawu: "How many baskets do you need, and it's definitely too late to make it up." ”

Jiang Xiaochi doesn't think so, there are a lot of wickers around Sweet Water Village, especially the men and women in Sweet Water Village can weave baskets like this.

In particular, wicker baskets are durable and will not change much no matter how many years you use them.

However, it is because every family has this kind of basket weaving craftsman, and the basket and earthen basket seem very worthless in the set.

Jiang Xiaochi measured the size with his hand: "To weave such a large one, it is loaded more, saving time and effort, and it should be no problem to turn a basket of three or five hundred catties." ”

Looking at the size of Jiang Xiaochi's comparison, Jiang Dawu thought about it for a while, and finally made a decision.

"Done! I shouted with this loudspeaker, as a political task, tomorrow when it gets dark, each family will hand in two, and if the task cannot be completed, let alone selling potatoes this year and next year, they will not have a share. ”

What I want is this strength, Jiang Dawu shouted with a loudspeaker, and saw that the villagers hurled to the mountain, and they wanted to cut wicker and go to the mountain for a long time.

What's more, the freshly cut wicker can't be basketed immediately, and it needs to be soaked in water for an night.

It's just that the time is in a hurry, and the villagers don't pay attention to the trivial matter of basket weaving, and they are more diligent, and the family has a large population, and they hand in more than ten at the same time.

In this era, what we want is this enthusiasm.

Don't say whether it's enough or not, affluence is certain.

At noon the day after tomorrow, two big trucks drove into Sweet Water Village at the same time.

A group of children with mud on their faces ran behind the big truck, and the village was as lively as a festival.

The leader was a young man, about thirty years old, accompanied by the leaders of the county commune and the comrades of the purchasing station.

But that's not all, there is a reporter straddled the camera behind him.

The camera is a novelty, and the eyes of the villagers are immediately attracted by the camera.

Xu Fei is a reporter for the county newspaper. The development of Sweet Water Village has long been famous, and I have always wanted to come for an interview but I didn't have the opportunity.

The task of returning to the society was sent down, and Xu Fei was not allowed to take over this task.

"Fellows, you load the car, your expression is natural, and no one should look at the camera!" Xu Fei "clicked" to record this lively moment.

The wicker basket was heavy, and Song Cheng let people soak it in advance, and finally peeled it in a unified manner. Rural people are affordable, and they can't let fur take the weight.

Originally, I was thinking about using baskets to occupy space, but I didn't expect that the square bamboo basket code suddenly had a lot of rules on the car, but it was more than using a sack.

After Xu Fei finished collecting the shot, he took out a notepad to look for materials: "Captain Jiang, how do you think of the method of using baskets to pack potatoes, especially such a large basket is rare." ”

Jiang Dawu was interviewed for the first time in such a formal manner: "The idea that the girl came up with caught up with the idea that the packaging materials at hand were incomplete and forced out." ”

So, the enthusiasm of the villagers for basket weaving was rendered, and Xu Fei's mood was also encouraged.

"Girl?" Xu Fei was a little familiar with this title, and after thinking about it for a while, he remembered that the missing person notices in the newspapers and other newspapers before were about her.

However, before coming, the leader of the newspaper specially explained that this Comrade Jiang Xiaochi's head had been stimulated, and the interview could only interview about the purchase of potatoes, and he should not ask about the rest of the things.

The favor of the masses is always high.

It's like loading a car, so you never have to greet someone.

Regardless of whether they had their own potatoes to sell or not, the whole village came to load the truck together.

If the bag is loaded, one person will carry the bag to the car. There are people carrying it below, someone picking it up in the car, and the cold winter wax moon can't resist the enthusiasm of the wind and fire.

The most lively is the basket carrying. The wicker basket is large, and a large basket of potatoes weighs three or four hundred catties with skin, and four or five big men have to carry it out of the cellar together.

Only the people who picked up the baskets in the car did a wonderful job, Xu Fei was dumbfounded at this scene, only the villagers of Tianshui Village were not surprised, and from time to time there were joking praises.

You don't have to guess who the people in the car are.

Jiang Xiaochi had a lot of strength, and it was difficult for four or five big men to carry it, and she took the basket of potatoes lightly with both hands. Generally, if you have little strength, you are afraid that it will be difficult to only lift an empty basket.

The basket is big, and Jiang Xiaochi is full of energy. Jiang Xiaochi was afraid that he would hurt people with too much strength, so he was alone on the body, like a grappling hook machine, and the baskets of potatoes were stacked neatly.

Xu Fei was in the mood and was about to go over with his camera.

Jiang Dawu's eyes were sharp, and he dragged Xu Fei away: "Comrade Xu, I agree with you to come over for an interview, but the village greets the newspaper in advance, except for Comrade Jiang Xiaochi, people from Tianshui Village can interview casually." ”

Only then did Xu Fei remember this hardcore request.

Xu Fei couldn't figure it out, but whenever he went down to the grassroots level to interview, there was no one who didn't look forward to making headlines in newspapers and so on, but in this sweet water village, everything about Jiang Xiaochi was hidden.

In fact, Jiang Dawu didn't want to do this, he only remembered that the six years of Jiang Xiaochi's disappearance were really terrible.

In the past six years, no one knows what Jiang Xiaochi has experienced outside and the people he has come into contact with, if it weren't for the cowshed's hard work for a few years, how could Jiang Dawu have such a scheming.

Xu Fei regretted: "Then don't interview, just take a photo of Comrade Jiang Xiaochi for newspaper propaganda, can you think it?" ”

Seeing that Xu Fei was still entangled, Jiang Dawu immediately lowered his face: "Comrade Xu, I suggest that you can interview Comrade Jiang Chaoyang, a young intellectual who has returned to his hometown, or Comrade Song Cheng, who is disabled and is fighting with the villagers on the front line.

You can even interview every real villager in Tianshui Village, but on the issue of Jiang Xiaochi, I hope Comrade Xu will not touch it. ”

Xu Fei didn't dare to argue with Jiang Dawu anymore, and no matter how surging his enthusiasm was, it cooled down a little under Jiang Dawu's suppression.

But Jiang Chaoyang and Song Cheng have read the newspaper more than seventeen or eighteen times, and if they write it again, they won't have any intention at all.

Xu Fei was helpless, and finally chose to go to the most basic people.

Jiang Dawu looked at Jiang Xiaochi, hated that iron could not become steel, and yelled at Jiang Xiaochi: "Girl! You come down for me, there are no old men in the village, you girl shows off everywhere! ”

Jiang Xiaochi smiled innocently, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and got out of the car obediently.

"Uncle, what are you calling me for, I'm idle."

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