It was past noon when Wu Sifu came back from the scene, so he messed around with some food, and went to the bamboo forest to cut bamboo with a knife.

There are hundreds of varieties of bamboo in Zhuxian County, such as Cizhu (yellow bamboo), white bamboo, spotted bamboo, Nanzhu, bitter bamboo, Cizhu, etc., and the bamboo is many and lush. In particular, the bamboo forest area in Zhucun is the largest.

Since the reform of the collective forest tenure system, Wu Sifu's family has received more than 30 acres of bamboo forests per person. In nearly 200 acres of self-owned bamboo forest, white oleander is the main product. There are a small number of bamboo and bamboo in front of and behind the house.

Wu Sifu walked into his bamboo forest, looked at the tall and vigorous, pointed to the sky, and as thick as a fist, and sighed. They grow in the mountains for many years, no matter the wind, frost, rain and snow, lightning and thunder, never complain, never sigh, and grow tenaciously. Look at the dense white oleander bamboo forest, one by one the bamboo Tingting jade stands, straight brush to the ground to line up the troops in the ground, fearless and strong.

Wu Sifu pondered for a long time, and then picked up a knife to chop bamboo. For him, cutting bamboo is not a big problem, the biggest problem is dragging. Sometimes the bamboo is entangled, and the bamboo branches are horizontally blocked, and it takes a lot of effort to drag it out. In the past, if you don't rush the goods, you can cut and drag it slowly, but this time I took over a small business, and I have to hurry up when I say anything.

Thousands of acres of bamboo sea are filled with mist, and the emerald green bamboo leaves are warm and affectionate under the winter sun. Among the dense forests and bamboos, bamboos such as white oleander and spotted bamboos show vigorous vitality. Birds flutter and jump in the forest, making a crisp chirping, making the mountains and forests seem more silent and far-reaching. It is really "dark green maple trees, sparse bamboo forests." ”

There has been little cutting in the past two years, and the bamboo forest of Wu Sifu's house appears lush and thick. He rubbed the white oleanders and carefully selected the bamboos of the next year.

Weaving baskets and weaving backs have strict requirements for the color and quality of bamboo. At that time, the raw bamboo was too tender, and the strips drawn out would be rolled, and the woven bamboo products were not used. The bamboos born in the next year have experienced the baptism of wind, frost, rain and snow in spring, summer, autumn and winter, and have good color and tenacity.

Wu Sifu fell in love with the bamboo, and slashed it with a knife, which instantly alarmed the birds in the forest and caused groups of birds to chirp non-stop.

Li Dacui was standing in the dam with a big bowl for lunch, when he heard the sound of cutting bamboo in the bamboo forest, and shouted loudly: "Who is cutting bamboo?" ”

"I, Wu Sifu!" Wu Sifu replied loudly while chopping.

I don't know if Li Dacui heard it or not, and I didn't hear Li Dacui's voice asking again.

After a while, the sound of rustling footsteps sounded in the bamboo forest. Wu Sifu looked at it, and it turned out to be Li Dacui walking towards the bamboo forest with a contemptuous knife tied to his waist.

Wu Sifu's bamboo forest is adjacent to Li Dacui's bamboo forest, and he thinks Li Dacui is here to check if he is stealing her family's bamboo; Seeing that she had a knife tied to her waist, it was estimated that she was also here to cut bamboo, so he ignored her.

"How much have you chopped? I'll drag it for you. Li Dacui suddenly said to Wu Sifu.

"You don't cut bamboo?" Wu Sifu was puzzled, and he was a little suspicious of this fierce woman's sudden overture.

"What do I do with bamboo, and I don't weave a basket." Li Dacui said as he helped Wu Sifu pick the bamboo, and then dragged the bamboo one by one to an open place.

Wu Sifu thought to himself, Li Dacui changed sex today? I've never seen her take the initiative to help anyone do anything, but today she took the initiative to help herself drag the bamboo, and the sun really came out of the west.

After a while, Wu Sifu's mobile phone rang. Wu Sifu saw that it was the number of Third Uncle Wu, and quickly picked it up: "Third Uncle, I am cutting bamboo in the bamboo forest behind the house." What's up? ”

"What are you chopping bamboo for?" Wu Sifu asked.

"When I went to catch up today, a restaurant owner asked me to weave a few big baskets for him." Wu Sifu said.

"I'll help you mop the bamboo, how can you do it alone?" As soon as Uncle Wu heard that Wu Sifu was chopping bamboo, he immediately said.

Wu Sifu hung up the phone, glanced at Li Dacui, who was mopping bamboo, and said, "My third uncle is coming to help me mop bamboo." ”

When Li Dacui heard this, he dropped the bamboo and said, "Oh, I'll go and have a look in my bamboo forest." After speaking, he walked into the depths of the bamboo forest.

"Sifu! Sifu! Third Uncle Wu shouted Wu Sifu's name loudly in the forest to confirm his location.

Wu Sifu heard the voice of the third uncle, and hurriedly responded: "Third uncle, I'm here-"

Uncle Wu came to Wu Sifu and heard the sound of chopping bamboo above, so he asked Wu Sifu: "Who is cutting bamboo on it?" ”

"Li Dacui. She had just gone up. Wu Sifu said lightly.

"What does she do with bamboo? It's not here to help you mop the bamboo, is it? Third Uncle Wu asked casually.

"How could she come and help me mop the bamboo." Wu Sifu said curtly. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he asked again, "Third uncle, you called me just now, what's the matter?" Wu Sifu asked.

"Look at my memory, I forgot it. I've told you that there will be a team meeting tomorrow. Third Uncle Wu hurriedly said again, "You cut a few more, I'll help you drag them out, and you pick the bamboo yourself." I'll help you haul it back first. For the rest, I'll come back to help you drag it out when I go to the meeting. ”

In the seventies and eighties of the last century, the smallest peasant production organization in the countryside was called the production team, such as the first team of Zhucun and the second team of Zhucun. After entering the 21st century, it was renamed the production group, and in some places it was called "she". For example, Takemura Group 1 and Takemura 2. However, the farmers here in Zhucun are still accustomed to calling Zhucun Team 1 and Zhucun Team 2.

In the evening, Wu Sifu hurried and prepared a large basket of bamboo to use. He thought that he was going to a meeting the next day, so he prepared a basket of materials and knitted it during the meeting.

After breakfast on the second day, more than 30 members at home came to Uncle Wu's yard one after another. The people who came to the meeting were basically people from the "38th, 99th, and 61st" units, and there were basically no young people except for the elderly and left-behind children.

Wu Sifu's house was not far from Uncle Wu's yard, and he fell over a beam. He went to Uncle Wu's house and brought out a bench, picked a clean place to sit down, opened a large circle of strips he brought, and began to weave a basket.

Uncle Wu's courtyard is located in a large flat dam in a trench, with a typical shape of a courtyard house in eastern Sichuan, with wooden walls, wooden lattice windows, and a green tile roof.

The courtyard dam enclosed by the courtyard is the size of two basketball courts, and the bluestone is paved with bluestone. During the collective production period of the last century, the buds, millet, and soybeans of the whole production team were dried in this yard and then distributed to the whole team.

This courtyard was once lively and splendid. There are a total of 9 households in the courtyard. In the morning, when the doors were opened, the chickens and ducks clucked and rattled into the yard; The children shouted and played in the yard; When eating, the fathers and daughters-in-law of each family like to come out with bowls and stand in the courtyard to eat, and set up a dragon gate array while eating. During the Chinese New Year, lions and lanterns are juggling in this courtyard.

Today, only three families live in this courtyard, Wu Sanshu, Li Dacui and Zhou Jueming, and the rest of the families, some bought houses in the town, and some worked outside and did not come back.

Some houses look dilapidated because they have been uninhabited for many years and have no smoky care; Some roofs were covered with grass, some tiles had fallen off, and purlins were blackened by the rain; Some of the walls are rotten and smelly of musty, giving people a sense of dilapidation and vicissitudes.

The bluestone slab of the yard dam also has a thin layer of moss, and when it rains, it is slippery and slippery in the yard dam, so you have to be very careful.

Uncle Wu moved out a small wooden table, dragged out the stools and bamboo chairs at home, took a stack of paper and a pen, brought reading glasses, and beckoned everyone to a meeting.

30 people consciously found a stool to sit in a circle, and some people saw that there was no bench, so they sat casually on the stone steps. Seeing that there were still people standing, Third Uncle Wu shouted to Li Dacui: "Li Dacui, go to your house and bring a few benches out." ”

Li Dacui stood up lazily and slowly walked into the house, but someone said, "Captain Wu, no need, you speak quickly, we have to go back to catch up after speaking." ”

When Li Dacui heard this, he simply sat down again, nodded and said, "That's it, let's talk about things first!" ”

Uncle Wu looked around at the crowd, and then said: "Two days ago, the village held a meeting and asked each team to find out, investigate the poor households, and set up a file. There is only one condition for registering a poor household, and if the per capita annual income does not reach 2,736 yuan, it will be registered. ”

When Li Dacui heard this, he couldn't wait to interject: "My family is counted as one." ”

Third Uncle Wu glanced at Li Dacui, ignored her, and said, "The specific algorithm, two lines of income and expenditure." Income includes: household production and operation income, transfer income, property income, and wage income. To put it simply, the food produced at home, the chickens, ducks, geese and pigs fed, the subsistence allowance, the pension of the old farmers, the wages of part-time workers, and the income from doing business are all counted as family income.

Expenditure includes fertilizers, pesticides, seeds and other costs for production and operation, and the income and expenditure are offset, and the remaining amount is less than 2,736 yuan per person, which is designated as a poor household. ”

As soon as Uncle Wu finished speaking, Li Dacui hurriedly asked, "Is the grain you planted counted as an expense?" ”

"Is taking medicine when you are sick an expense?" Zhou Jueming asked again.

"According to the captain, if the income is minus the expenditure, there must be 2,700 yuan left to be considered a poor household, so most of our production team are poor households. There are many who do not have deposits, and there are few deposits. Li Sanmao, the butcher who killed the pig, said.

"Your family is not a poor household anyway." Li Dacui said to Li Sanmao.

"My family of 5 people has to have a deposit of more than 13,000 yuan a year to be considered a poor household. But my family has no savings for any year, how can I not be poor? Is it reasonable that you are poor and do not allow others to be poor? Li Sanmao replied aggressively.

Li Dacui was choked by Li Sanmao, and said angrily with a red face: "Your family is so rich, do you still want to be a poor household?" ”

Li Sanmao was a little annoyed, and he also wanted to register, but he was disturbed by this dead woman, so he stood up and yelled at Li Dacui: "Which dog of yours saw that my house was bleeding oil? ”

Li Dacui also stood up, pointed at Li Sanmao with his right hand, and scolded: "Scold me for a dog, right?" You're not long-eyed, bullying no man in my family, right? ”

Seeing that the two were arguing, Uncle Wu shouted at Li Sanmao: "Li Sanmao, sit down!" What's the fuss? Is it honorable to be a poor household? ”

Hearing that the captain was angry, Li Sanmao sat down again. Li Dacui also sat down again and stopped talking.

"This 2700 does not refer to the deposit." Wu Sifu, who was weaving a basket, said to everyone.

"What is it if it's not a deposit?" Zhou Jueming asked.

"Net income is all income earned from a year's work minus all expenses incurred in the production of such income." Wu Sifu searched for an explanation in Baidu and read it to everyone.

Wu Sifu also wanted to explain, but Uncle Wu immediately said loudly: "This is a policy from the central government, and the algorithm is just such an algorithm." In our team, everyone knows who has what income and how much income there is. Today, everyone estimates their income and expenditure, and then we register as poor households. ”

"My family is a poor household, so the third uncle will register it." Li Dacui took the lead in saying.

"How can your family be a poor household?" Third Uncle Wu asked suspiciously.

"I only grow enough food to feed myself every year; The house is so rotten that the wind can't be closed, what is it if it's not a poor household? Li Dacui argued.

"But your son works outside and has a wage income, how can he be considered a poor household?" Third Uncle Wu asked rhetorically.

"He doesn't earn enough money to spend it himself, where is there anything left?" It seems that Li Dacui's mind is quite flexible.

Uncle Wu knew that no matter what was good or bad, Li Dacui always had to plug in a lever. There are benefits, and naturally take advantage of it. So I didn't argue with her anymore.

"What are the benefits of registering as a poor household?" The butcher Li Sanmao asked, he had a small calculation in his heart, and he couldn't cheapen others if he had benefits, so he also wanted to register.

"Murakami only told us to find out, investigate, and register, but didn't say anything good." Third Uncle Wu replied.

Some people heard that it was no good, so they stopped arguing.

Third Uncle Wu took a sip of leaf smoke and said, "I've calculated, Zhou Jueming's family should be considered a poor household." Zhou Jueming has no skills, the two of them farm at home all year round, have no income, the house is rotten, and the children are in school. ”

As soon as Zhou Jueming heard the third uncle mention his own house first, he looked at everyone's expressions, and suddenly felt embarrassed by the fire on his face, and a feeling of no interest rose in his heart.

I only heard Uncle Wu say again: "Wu Sifu's family can also be designated as a poor household." His parents fell ill and left a large debt. ”

Wu Sifu was still busy weaving a basket, he looked up at the third uncle, then looked at everyone, and didn't say anything.

Everyone felt that Wu Sifu's leg was disabled, and the family was easy-going and easy-going, and after hearing the proposal of the captain Wu Sanshu, everyone did not object.

In the morning, Uncle Wu estimated from house to house that those who had long-term chronic diseases, those who lacked skills and labor, and those who had serious illnesses and huge debts were basically registered.

After the meeting, everyone went back to their homes.

After Li Dacui saw everyone leaving, he walked to the side of Uncle Wu who was sitting at the table, and whispered, "Third Uncle, register my family too?" ”