The seventh and a half months of the lunar calendar.

The sun is scorching, and the cicadas are chirping.

Although a rainstorm came some time ago, the summer weather is hot and the water evaporates a lot. In just over half a month, the crops on the plateau and mountains around Jar Village have begun to curl their leaves, showing a listless appearance.

However, the moisture in the river is sufficient, and it has not been greatly affected.

The corn sorghum leaves are as green and lush as ever, and the green gauze tent is set up with brushes, which also indicates a good harvest this year.

In particular, the hybrid sorghum of the 50 acres of land is very gratifying. This new variety does not grow as tall as traditional sorghum, but the head of the ear is particularly large, and the single stem is straight and round, and the bowl mouth is large.

Looking at the situation, even if there is no more than 1,000 catties per mu as advertised, it is estimated that it can reach four or five hundred catties.

Wang Lianshun now regrets slapping his thigh. I knew that the yield of hybrid sorghum promoted by the commune was so high, and I should have changed more seeds.

You must know that the yield per mu of ordinary sorghum is only about 200 catties, and the difference between the two is twice as fast.

Fifty acres of land can be more than 10,000 catties of grain in one season.

This can't be blamed on Wang Lianshun.

The main thing is that everyone is scared of all kinds of new things, and no one wants to have more until they see the benefits. On the other hand, the seeds of hybrid sorghum are very expensive, and only two and a half catties of ordinary sorghum can be exchanged for one catty.

Because of these reasons, there are not many hybrid sorghum plantings in the production teams of the Shibi Festival this year, basically about 100 acres.

It is estimated that by next year, it should be planted in a swarm.

When returning from the supply and marketing cooperative, Wang Manyin was also a little surprised when he passed by the sorghum field.

In later generations, various high-yield crops continued to emerge, and sorghum was rarely cultivated in the countryside due to the taste problem, so he didn't know about it.

But no matter what, it's a good thing for the members of Jar Village.

Carrying the flat pole to the house, Wang Manyin directly entered the space, and after taking a bath, he ate a big melon before quietly returning outside.

Before he came back, he saw someone selling melons in the Shibijie commune market, so he just got a few to put at home, waiting for the orchids to come back and eat.

In fact, his family also planted a few melon seedlings in their own land, but they have not yet reached maturity.

After a short rest, Wang Manyin began to dig earthworms to feed the pigs, and then cleaned the diapers left by the small stones.

Soon, another broken baby came to the door to sell things.

Wang Manyin is quite idle at home, but in fact, there are a lot of miscellaneous things.

Near noon, the village radio horn sounded on time.

First, there was a prelude, and then the announcer's clear voice came with the wind: "The former Xixian People's Radio Station is now broadcasting ......"

A few days ago, the broadcasting line from the Shibijie commune to the village of Jar had been erected. The wooden telephone pole passed on the dirt road in front of Wang Manyin's house and was directly connected to the brigade headquarters.

It is broadcast three times a day, starting at 6:30 in the morning, from 12 o'clock to 2:30 at noon, and starting at 7 o'clock in the evening.

Generally, the above radio station programs are broadcast first, and then the news of the original West County is broadcast, and the situation is also very good.

Finally, various literary and artistic programs are also the favorite of the members.

After listening to it for a few days in a row, even Wang Manyin was able to hum two paragraphs.

It's hot at noon, and I don't want to bother cooking by myself. He simply made a handful of sweet potato leaves with a cold corn nest, and ate while listening to the radio in the shade of the fieldside.

To tell you the truth, radio is quite useful. At present, the vast majority of families in the rural areas of the Loess Plateau do not have clocks and watches, and usually mainly look at the sun to judge the time. Now with the radio, everyone can know the specifics.

By the way, you can also listen to the weather forecast.

It's just that every forecast is inaccurate...... Since the start of the broadcast, it has been reported to rain several times, but it has not been successful.

At present, many members of the village secretly curse behind their backs that "the radio deliberately coaxes people every day".

In addition to broadcasting the county's programs, the announcer at the Shibijie commune occasionally reads scripts. For example, a meeting of the cadres of the brigade is held in the commune hall on a few days of the month, or a good person and good deed have happened in a certain village, and so on.

In short, with the radio, the people of Jar Village seem to be getting closer to the world all of a sudden. Truly began to "stand in a small ravine and talk about the world".

During meals, I often see three or five members getting together and talking about some things on the radio while eating.

Listening to the radio for hours makes it seem like the day's hard work has come to naught.

Not only them, but Wang Manyin also has a feeling of relearning history textbooks.

He didn't expect that there would be new content on today's broadcast.

With the completion of the broadcast, the commune's announcer's broadcast cavity with a loess atmosphere sounded: "The movie will be played in Xiashan Village at eight o'clock tonight, please go and watch the ......."

Good guys, this advertisement really doesn't say anything, and the whole commune knows about it.

Even when Orchid came back at night, she took the initiative to mention: "Man Yin, have you heard?" Tonight there will be a movie in Shimoyama Village. After eating, you can go with someone, I am at home looking at the little stone. ”

"Well, I heard it on the radio at noon...... There's nothing to watch in the movie. You should go, and I'll coax the little stones. Wang Manyin didn't care about himself, he wanted Orchid to go out with other mothers-in-law and aunts in the village to relax.

From last year to now, the Shibi Festival Commune has shown a few more movies. At first, Wang Manyin thought it was quite interesting, but soon lost its freshness.

There are only a few of them now, playing them over and over again.

"What's the matter, the stone is noisy at night, in case you are hungry, you can't coax it."

Xiashan Village is more than ten miles away from Jar Village, and it takes at least four or five hours to come and go. The little guy is feeding now, and he will definitely not be able to stay up after being hungry for a long time.

That's why Orchid didn't plan to go.

As for taking Xiaoshi to the movies, neither of them would do that. My son is now less than five months old, so it's better to pay attention to it at night and try not to rush to the night.

"It's nothing in the movie, let's just stay at home." Wang Manyin decided to accompany her mother-in-law.

But for the rest of the village, the movie is still very charming.

It was not dark, and a few half-grown boys were already gnawing on the cool nest and left together.

Then, wave after wave of people passed by the dirt road in front of the door.

Seeing that the lights were on in his house, there were constant invitations, but they were all refused.

After dinner, the two of them did not take it with them at home, and walked back and forth on the dirt road at the head of the village with a small stone in the morning, which was regarded as eating after dinner.

The night breeze is blowing, and the sound of various autumn insects is heard in the dark.

The two chatted casually, looking extremely relaxed.

With the complete integration into this world, Wang Manyin enjoyed such a dull atmosphere more and more.

In fact, every era is not perfect, and although there is no prosperity in later generations, there is also a lot less pressure.

For him, having children and orchids is enough.

At least, I feel pretty happy.

The two walked back and forth a few times, and felt that the heat had completely subsided, so they planned to go home with the little stone to sleep.

As soon as he returned to the entrance of the village, Rhubarb suddenly burst out of his side and barked wildly into the darkness.

Soon, several dark shadows came from not far away with flashlights.

The voices they were talking about were familiar, and they should have been a few educated youths who went to Xiashan Village to watch a movie.

Sure enough, Liu Xiangyang's voice sounded: "Brother Wang, haven't you slept yet?!" ”

"No, didn't you go to the movies, it's over so soon?" Wang Manyin asked curiously.

According to common sense, after the two films are finished, it will be at least twelve o'clock when they come back.

Without waiting for the other party to answer, Wang Manyin smelled a strong odor, as if someone was cleaning up the feces at night.

With the bright light of the flashlight, he found that Liu Xiangyang and the others were wet.

The smell came from the other party.

He wrinkled his nose and couldn't help asking, "Xiangyang, what kind of trouble are you guys making here?" ”

"Brother Wang, don't mention it, it's a bit embarrassing. We were going to the movies. However, when I arrived at the lower mountain village, I wanted to take a shortcut, and when I saw a puddle not far from the roadside, I wanted to jump over it together...... The flashlight was so dim that who knew it was a big dung pit, and it was thick except for the water on the edges...... We washed it in the Dongla River a few times, and it still smelled on our bodies.

I didn't see the movie either, and I ran back in gray. Anyway, we're going back to change our clothes. ”

Listening to the other party talk about embarrassing things, Wang Manyin smiled unkindly.

These educated youths are really talents.

If you let the chain-mouth king Qingming know, he will definitely make up a popular joke again.

***

In the morning, Wang Manyin didn't wake up, and he felt that his face was being slapped.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that the little one had woken up at some point, and was sitting between himself and the orchid, stretching out his little hand to scratch his face.

Seeing his father's reaction, Xiaoshi grinned and screamed, dancing excitedly.

This guy is getting more and more noisy.

After just five months, he was already able to roll over and sit up on his own. It's just that the mouth is a little stupid, and now I can't call my father and mother, but ah.

For this reason, he and Orchid were careful when they slept at night, and deliberately kept the little guy in the middle.

was so troubled by his son, Wang Manyin had no sleepiness.

He took out his watch and looked at it, it was ten past six, and it was almost time to get up and cook.

The orchid is still asleep. Wang Manyin didn't wake her up, but put the little guy in the inner place to prevent him from falling off the kang later.

After Liso washed his face, he hurriedly began to cook again. I stewed an egg custard for my son first. The little guy has good digestion and can now eat some complementary food.

The way to stew egg custard is simple, pour two egg yolks into a bowl, then add boiling water and steam in a pot for a few minutes.

Wang Manyin has done this job very smoothly.

Soon after the fire was lit, the temperature in the cave began to rise, and the orchids were awakened by the heat.

No way, this is one of the disadvantages of caves.

In winter, it is really warm to cook on a fire, but in summer it is not so wonderful.

So every night before going to bed, they would open the kiln door for ventilation and wait for the heat inside to completely dissipate before going to sleep.

The two of them were busy, the village horn sounded on time, and the sound of the radio came in the wind.

After eating, Shao'an came over on a bicycle.

Seeing the uncle, Xiaoshi jumped excitedly and reached out to hug him.

After sending the two of them away, Wang Manyin continued to get busy.

After brushing the bowl, cook pig food for your own pigs......

As soon as he was busy, he took Rhubarb and prepared to go to work in Dongshan Pass.

Just as he was locking the door, he heard the sound of an orchid.

"Man Yin, don't lock the door, we're back again!"

This...... What's going on?

In the blink of an eye, Shao'an returned to the field with the orchid.

Seeing that there was an extra baby in her mother-in-law's arms, Wang Manyin was stunned.