The beautiful prophecy of the sixth uncle, Sun Likun, upstairs and downstairs, electric lights and telephones, did not come true. It was because I was going to run into communism that the difficult years came. At the beginning of 1961, Sun Chenghui already had three children, namely, Aiding Korea, Victory, and Leaping Forward, and the twins were naturally restless in their stomachs. The country is in extreme difficulty, and Sun Chenghui's family is also in extreme difficulty. Finding ways to fill the belly of the family and making up three meals a day has become an important part of Sun Chenghui's life. Many years later, Sun Chenghui still clearly remembers the ration of grain at that time. The planned food for the three children is forty-one catties; Liu Cunyi is the mine manager, who goes underground every day, and the planned grain is forty-four catties; Sun Chenghui is a life administrator, and the planned grain is only 29 catties, plus the 21 catties of his mother Zou Zhaodi, the monthly food plan for the whole family of six is 135 catties, of which 70% is coarse grain. After each meal, facing the worried mother and the three children who looked at her with blank eyes, Sun Chenghui's heart was unbearable.

The elm bark around the mine has been stripped of all the bark, all the wild vegetables that can eat have been dug up, and even the sweet potato vines to feed the pigs are hard to find. What is even more serious is that after the Spring Festival in 1961, there was not much grain stored in the mine, and when Sun Chenghui inspected the warehouse, he found that the coarse grain and fine grain together were less than 60,000 catties. At this juncture, Secretary Qian of the Mine Party Committee fell again, and the new secretary was not sent, and Liu Cunyi, as the mine manager, still only cared about production, and did not expect that this large state-owned mine would also face a serious food shortage. Sun Chenghui is really anxious to die, for this family that is waiting to be fed, and for the hungry Jian'an Coal Mine, she can't figure out why the country suddenly got this step!

On this day, the night was very deep, the children and their mothers had already fallen asleep, Sun Chenghui was mending the children's clothes in the dim light with a big belly, waiting for Liu Cunyi to come home. When Liu Cunyi came back, it was almost ten o'clock, and as soon as he entered the door, he took out a white-flour steamed bun stained with soot from the pocket of his work clothes and handed it to Sun Chenghui.

Sun Chenghui immediately got angry and said, "Cunyi, why are you like this again? Do you want to collapse like Secretary Qian?! ”

Liu Cunyi affectionately hugged Sun Chenghui's shoulder: "I'm not for you to eat, I'm for the little successor in your belly." He also joked, "Is it because the bun is dirty?" I tell you, soot is not dirty! ”

Sun Chenghui's eyes couldn't help but be covered with tears: "Cunyi, you feel sorry for me, I know, but you also have to think about our family and the more than 5,000 workers in our mine, if you really collapse, what can we do!" ”

Liu Cunyi said with a big grin: "Can't collapse, can't collapse, Cunhui, don't think about the problem so seriously." ”

Sun Chenghui said: "It's not serious? Mine Chief Liu, do you know? The food in our canteen is only enough to eat for three days, and I, the administrator of the life department, will soon be unable to be a person! Don't patronize and focus on production, forget everyone's life. ”

Liu Cunyi was still very aggressive, and while stripping off and going to bed, he said: "Cheng Hui, don't be afraid of this, we are not members of the rural community, our workers' food plan is guaranteed by the state, and we will be transferred after eating." ”

Sun Chenghui reminded: "We are relatively remote here, what if the adjustment is not timely?" Do you eat or not? Secretary Qian is hospitalized, and the new party secretary has not arrived, you have to be responsible both inside and outside, can you bear this responsibility? ”

Liu Cunyi woke up at this time, thought about it, and called Director Tian of the grain depot.

Director Tian didn't have a good voice at all, saying that there were difficulties in transportation, and asked Liu Cunyi to hold on for a few more days.

Liu Cunyi was anxious: "Director Tian, you said it easily!" How do I persevere? Can the belly hold on? There are more than 5,200 miners in Jian'an Mine, plus tens of thousands of workers' families, and it is impossible to open without 100,000 catties of grain every week, but our canteen now has less than 60,000 catties of grain, and everyone will not be able to eat after three days. Who is responsible for the mistake of the whole mine production? ! ”

Director Tian was also very dissatisfied: "Mine Chief Liu, don't be angry at me, you have no food in the mine canteen, and there is no food in my grain depot, and I was transferred out to support other provinces a while ago, don't you know?" This is called carrying forward the communist style, our Anhui grain is piled up into a mountain, and the yield per mu is more than 100,000 catties at every turn, who will carry forward the style if we don't carry forward the style? ”

Liu Cunyi was furious: "A yield of more than 100,000 catties per mu? I wanted to say this a long time ago, you just hoist the ground into the air and plant it on six sides, can you grow more than 100,000 catties? Blow it, blow it hard! Anyway, brag and don't file taxes. ”

Director Tian said: "Why don't you file taxes? This is not taxed! He sighed and said, "Mine Chief Liu, to be honest with you, you just killed me, and I won't be able to transfer food within a week, I think you should borrow it from another unit first!" You are indispensable for one or two of the planned food, and now it is only a little difficult to allocate it......"

Liu Cunyi put down the phone angrily.

Sun Chenghui asked with concern: "How is it?" ”

Liu Cunyi said sullenly: "There is really no food in the grain warehouse. ”

Sun Chenghui was stunned: "What should I do then?" You can't let the workers go down the mine on an empty stomach, can you? ”

Liu Cunyi didn't say a word, thought about it, and dialed the phone again: "Pick me up from the house of Secretary Jin Weimin of the Provincial Bureau." ”

When the emergency call from Jian'an Mine arrived in the provincial capital late at night, Jin Weimin, secretary of the party committee of the provincial bureau, was talking with Tang Ping, the new party secretary who was about to take up his post at Jian'an Mine. Jin Weimin told Tang Ping that his predecessor Secretary Qian was tired of his job, and hoped that Tang Ping and Liu Cunyi would not collapse again. Jin Weimin particularly raised a question, saying that the cadres in the mine who are engaged in production are very hard, and they have to go down the mine every day, and their efforts are no less than those of the front-line workers, but the grain plan is only 44 catties, which is not very reasonable. Jin Weimin asked Tang Ping's idea to make up for it in the production of self-help, and make up for 57 catties. He also confessed that this kind of thing can only be done quietly, not said.

Just as he was talking about the food problem, Liu Cunyi's call arrived. Jin Weimin didn't know the seriousness of the situation, and when he answered the phone, he joked with Liu Cunyi with a smile: "Oh, it's Cunyi?" You guy, miss me again, don't you? ”

Liu Cunyi said angrily: "Secretary Jin, I don't miss you, I want food!" Jian'an Mine is about to run out of food, let's see what to do! I don't have the heart to joke with you! ”

Jin Weimin stopped joking: "Okay, you say, you say." What? Enough food to last only three days? Really? Secretary Jin held the microphone and thought for a while, "Cunyi, you wait, I'll call you back immediately." ”

After putting down the phone, Jin Weimin asked Tang Ping to call the director of the supply department of the bureau who lived at the opposite door and asked, "How much grain do we still have in the bureau?" ”

Director Qian said: "The coarse grain and fine grain together are about 150,000 catties. ”

Jin Weimin said: "Immediately transfer 100,000 catties to Jian'an Coal Mine, immediately!" ”

Director Qian was stunned: "Secretary Jin, this is ...... Is that good? What should we do with this institution? ”

Jin Weimin lost his temper rarely: "Don't talk to me about the organ!" The front-line miners can't go hungry to dig coal for the country! He sighed and said, "The authorities are in the provincial capital, and there are always more ways than difficulties." There's always a way, there's always a ......"

When he picked up the phone again, Jin Weimin said: "Cunyi, our bureau will temporarily lend you 100,000 catties of grain, and you can send a car to transport it immediately." Also, I would like to remind you not to complain, especially in front of the workers. The current difficulties are temporary, caused by natural disasters. ”

Liu Cunyi couldn't listen to Jin Weimin's advice at all, and yelled into the phone: "Secretary Jin, it's not me who complains, why did you say that this *** scene has caused such a difficult situation?" Is it a natural disaster or a man-made disaster? ”

Jin Weimin's tone became stern: "Don't say it again, Comrade Cunyi, what you said is out of line!" Putting down the phone, Jin Weimin explained to Tang Ping, "Xiao Tang, I'll give you an extra task, help me take care of Liu Cunyi's stinky mouth, don't let him get into trouble!" I don't want to lose such a good mine manager! In addition, you should do more analysis of the situation reported by Comrade Bai Renjie, deputy secretary of the party committee. ”

Tang Ping nodded in response, deserving to be confused. When I arrived at Jian'an Mine, I learned that at that time, the relationship between Liu Cunyi and Bai Renjie, deputy secretary of the mine's party committee, was already very tense. Liu Cunyi was born in the military, he went straight to the point, he could say whatever he thought in his heart, and his life was so difficult that he would inevitably complain on some occasions, and Bai Jie thought that Liu Cunyi was a typical right-leaning opportunist.

Sun Chenghui was also quite worried about Liu Cunyi's unstoppable mouth at that time, and after Liu Cunyi and Jin Weimin talked on the phone, he also persuaded: "Cunyi, talking about food is talking about food, why are you talking so much with Secretary Jin?" ”

Liu Cunyi disagreed: "If you don't tell the truth, how can our country get it?!" ”

Sun Chenghui smiled bitterly: "Aren't you afraid that people will oppose your right?" ”

Liu Cunyi didn't care at all, his eyelids rolled: "What are you afraid of?" No, Lao Tzu, the mine manager, is not appropriate, go underground to dig coal, and you can still eat fifty-seven catties in a month! ”

As he was talking, the head of the third coal mining district, Zhao, called and said that the mining area had passed the rocks, and I was afraid that the production would be in arrears this month.

Liu Cunyi became angry when he heard it: "Arrears? District Chief Zhao, do you dare to tell me that you owe birth? You emphasize objectivity less! I still say the same thing: the national plan is the law, and if the plan is not completed, it is useless to say anything! If you find a way to overcome the difficulties, you can't produce even a ton less than one ton this month! Now that the country is in difficulty, and there are also difficulties in the mines, we have to work harder. Think about it, even in such a difficult situation, the state has not reduced the grain plan of our coal miners, and the mining line is still fifty-seven catties, so we must at least be worthy of the fifty-seven catties plan, right? ”

This is Liu Cunyi, in addition to coal or coal, in addition to the national plan or the national plan.

That night, Sun Chenghui fell asleep under Liu Cunyi's endless phone calls, and when he woke up in the morning, he found that Liu Cunyi had slept all night with a half-nestled head of the bed, and he was still holding the phone microphone in his hand when he fell asleep......