Zhong Yuemin was very intoxicated by love all day long, he would never think about what he would encounter next, Ma Guiping asked Jiang Hua to turn around, Zhong Yuemin also listened, learning did not stop, but it was just a leftover time in love.

In the blink of an eye, it is time to harvest, and the wind blows the wheat waves, so that the layers of wheat are surging in the ground, this scene is not spectacular and can be described, but should be called vigorous.

The villagers of Ishikawa Village are all smiling, this year's harvest is gratifying, there is no need to wait for the harvest to be weighed, the naked eye knows that this harvest is definitely a few percent.

This year, everyone's enthusiasm for harvesting is also much higher, who is not happy with so much grain, sharpening the sickle, and the harvest sound of Ka Cha Ka is so pleasant.

In a few days, the crops of the whole village have been harvested, and the ears of wheat are repeatedly beaten and dried in the threshing floor.

Piles of grain were piled up on the threshing floor, and the villagers watched with their waists crossed, happily saying happy words to each other.

The county leader came again, driving a small jeep, with the good secretary and Ma Guiping.

The county leader drove the car to the threshing floor directly, and saw piles of grain, and the director was full of smiles.

The director crossed his hands on his hips and said imposingly: "Okay, big harvest, I like to see such a scene." ”

"Chang Gui, have you weighed it?"

Chang Gui walked in front of the director with a cigarette stick, bent down slightly and said, "The leader came at the right time, and he will weigh it today." ”

The leader waved his hand: "Then start weighing." ”

The villagers brought a large scale, loaded the wheat into it in a basket, and then hung it on the hook of the scale, where a person specially tossed the scale, and once the number was determined, he shouted out loudly.

Huang Wenbin sat at a table of eight immortals that had been moved, wrote down the weight of each basket with a pen, and finally summarized the data.

After half a day, all the food was finally weighed, and Huang Wenbin's fingers were about to hit the afterimage on the abacus.

In the end, he wrote down a number, and then handed it to the director, who looked at the number and smiled, as a county supervisor, there are many things he still knows in his heart, and he probably knows how much grain is produced in the average village, which is obviously much less than this number.

The director asked eagerly, "How much grain did your village produce last year?" ”

Huang Wenbin looked at the account book, and then said: "This year, it has risen by more than 30% compared with last year, nearly 40%. ”

"It's all because of this fertilizer, right?"

Huang Wenbin looked through the account book, nodded and said, "Probably, there is a small pile of experimental fields for intellectual youths just now, and the yield per mu is one level higher than ours. ”

The director applauded happily, the secretary also applauded, Ma Guiping also applauded, then the intellectual youth, and finally the whole village applauded.

"Very good, this kind of experience should be promoted, and the whole county should know about it, no, the whole province and the whole country should know about it."

The leader looked at the young intellectuals, and then said with a smile: "I said before that I would give you meritorious service, not only to remember meritorious service, but also to give you a commendation meeting and bring a big red flower, so that the intellectual youth of the whole county will know, and I will set you as a model." ”

Even Zhong Yuemin and Zheng Tong's faces were red, so excited.

The director also knew that Jiang Hua was taking the lead, so he walked up to Jiang Hua and asked, "How old is Comrade Xiao this year?" ”

"Nineteen."

The director patted Jiang Hua on the shoulder and praised: "Okay, ambition is not old, intellectual young people like you should play an exemplary and leading role, you can do this, I, the director, am very pleased, have the little comrades joined the organization?" ”

"Not yet, I'm still far away, and I still need to keep exercising."

"I think you are qualified enough to join the organization, Chang Gui, your village should treat the development of Comrade Jianghua to join the organization as a top priority."

Chang Gui nodded: "Heha." ”

The director crossed his waist and said: "I didn't come in vain today, I'm very happy, after this harvest is completed, I will hold a meeting to commend you Ishikawa Village, as well as these intellectual youths, you just wait for the notice." ”

Chang Gui's dark face seemed to glow red, which may be the brightest moment in his life.

Chang Gui said firmly: "Director, what do you say today, you have to eat in our Shichuan Village, the newly harvested wheat is ground into flour, let's eat oil and noodles." ”

The director nodded: "I'm going to eat this meal, is there a bumper harvest, I have eaten your noodles, and I want to ask you Chang Gui to do me a favor and help me pass on this composting skill to the farmer brothers in the county." ”

Chang Gui said a little crampedly: "I am definitely willing, but I can't say it!" ”

So Jiang Hua stood up and said: "Director, it is still not enough to rely on the strength of our village to promote, I suggest that some technical personnel from the county should be selected, and some good skills from some villages should come to Shichuan Village to learn, and then pass two or two or four, so that it can be spread quickly." ”

The director turned his head to the secretary and said, "This suggestion is very good, you write it down, and after you go back, you will quickly discuss and implement it, and strive to implement it immediately after the summer harvest, this is the most important thing in our county at the moment." ”

The secretary took the pen and quickly recorded it in the notebook, nodding as he wrote: "Okay director, I promise to write it down word for word." ”

For dinner, their uncle Changgui's mother-in-law made oily noodles, fried the eggs laid by a few chickens raised by educated youths, and killed a little rooster.

The fat director ate with a mouth full of oil, rubbed his mouth and took the secretary and Ma Guiping, sat on the little jeep and walked away.

Ma Guiping hurriedly asked his aunt to put away the rest of the chicken soup, and this thing will be stewed tomorrow and given to the child, which can be regarded as a meat.

The villagers knew that the village chief's house had opened meat, and it was not their turn, and their main attention was on the wheat in the threshing floor, first all of them were put into storage, and what should be handed over and sold was sold, and the rest was their rations.

According to this year's form, there can be a lot of wheat left, and when the time comes, it will be distributed to each household, and whether it is dumplings or steamed buns during the New Year, everyone can eat a few meals to their heart's content, which is already the greatest happiness they can feel now.

Jiang Hua's second move worked again, the corners of the first move had already made the villagers believe in him, and the second move made a contribution again, and now it is estimated that Jiang Hua's prestige is higher than Chang Gui.

Now the villagers' enthusiasm for taking care of the apple trees is high, and they have already believed that Jiang Hua can grow apples and sell them to the supply and marketing cooperatives, and then they will really have extra money to make new clothes for their mother-in-law and children.