Chapter 102: The Journalist Who Picks Thorns

In order to set up this model well, the Propaganda Department of the county government can be said to have wasted the old nose.

Even reporters from the Heijiang Provincial Workstation of two newspapers and one issue were invited, plus some newspapers and magazines from the north, a total of seven or eight newspapers and magazines, a total of more than a dozen people. I borrowed a big truck from the Ministry of Armed Forces to bring the reporters here.

Lu Qingan and the others decided to take everyone to visit the team's side business first. On the way, the reporters kept asking questions, and the two of them really had to think about every word they answered, for fear that if they didn't answer well, they would recruit the team.

After a short walk, the two of them were sweating profusely, and they felt more tired than doing a day's farm work.

At the pig farm where they went first, the reporters saw that there were still six pigs in the nest, and they were all quite fat, so they asked why there were so many pigs left.

Lu Qingan hurriedly jumped out and said that this was a New Year's pig that kept the brigade for the New Year.

"Other production teams only keep one or two pigs for the New Year, why do you keep so many in your team? There is a great shortage of meat in the city. A female reporter frowned and asked.

Lu Qingan glanced at the female reporter, she was chubby, and she didn't eat less at first glance.

But he still replied with a smile: "There are few people in other production teams, but there are many people in our team, with nearly 1,200 people." These six pigs look a lot, but if they are really killed, the meat will be at most 600 catties, which is all down, and each person will only have half a catty. ”

"Half a pound per person is not a lot, and many families in the city only have one or two catties of meat for the New Year."

"In the countryside all year round, you can eat some meat during this time." Lu Qingan didn't smile anymore, this female reporter is afraid that she is not here to find fault.

The female reporter snorted and didn't continue, but a reporter saw that the pigs were raised well and asked about the method of raising pigs.

Lu Qing'an is happy to answer this, this is a good method he has figured out in the past few years, if it can be promoted, it will not be bad for other brigades to benefit.

"This pig raising, first of all, we must pay attention to hygiene, the pig house should be clean and tidy, so that the pig will not get sick, and secondly, it is to eat to bother, I have been thinking about it for a few years, and I have figured out a method. Mix the pigweed with the old vegetable gang and boil, and then with some rice bran and oatmeal, if there is bean dreg, it is the best, so that the pig loves to eat, and it will grow faster......"

When the female reporter heard that she was feeding the pigs with vegetables, she jumped out again, "It is difficult for the worker comrades in the city to eat vegetables, and your brigade actually feeds the pigs with vegetables, isn't this a capitalist style?" ”

There was a moment of silence at the scene, and Su Mo had been here for a while, and she really couldn't listen to it. This female reporter saw that she had given someone's intention and came to find fault.

"Comrade journalist, do you want to be a counter-revolutionary and provoke contradictions between the working class and the peasant class?" Su Mo's voice was not loud, but everyone present heard it clearly.

The female reporter's face immediately changed, and she reprimanded: "Who are you? How to indiscriminately button people's hats, don't be hostile agents. ”

"I am Su Mo, a knowledgeable youth in the countryside, if you want to talk about buttoning your hat, you are still good at it, a moment of capitalist style, and a moment of enemy elements."

The female reporter's face immediately darkened.

Su Mo took down the basket and put it on the ground, but fortunately, when she came over, she brought the old vegetable gang with her.

"I'm here to deliver the old vegetables, all reporters and friends can come and have a look. This was picked when I was pickling sauerkraut yesterday, and the vegetables were too old to be eaten by humans, so I sent them to feed the pigs. This basket of old vegetable gangs, the brigade will give me a work point. ”

"This old vegetable gang, if not sent to feed the pigs, will also rot in the ground. How did such a rational use and turning waste into treasure become a capitalist style in the mouth of this female reporter? ”

The reporters took a look and saw that it was indeed not a good leaf, it looked really old, and some of them were yellow. As for this thing, it's okay to lose it, but if you really want to eat it, it's not impossible.

"Peasant comrades farming in the countryside and growing their own vegetables will naturally be more convenient than in the city. Comrades workers produce in the cities, and sometimes it is inevitable that it will be difficult to eat vegetables, but the state is already trying its best to make arrangements to ensure supply. ”

"You can't give a peasant comrade a capitalist style just because he has eaten two more mouthfuls of vegetables. Could it be that in your eyes, peasant comrades should eat bran and vegetables, and only if they are not full of food and clothing can they be considered normal? ”

"Or do you think that the working class is inherently superior to the peasant class?" Pick on thorns, who wouldn't.

"The great Comrade Chairman has said that classes are equal. But judging by your words, in your heart, the two classes are not equal. Either that, or you want to do something, sow discord between the two classes, and undermine class unity. I seriously doubt that you are a counter-revolutionary. ”

"Who knows this female reporter, which newspaper you are from and what is your name? I think your thinking is very problematic, I think it is difficult for you to write a fair and just report, I want to write to your unit to complain. ”

The female reporter naturally didn't dare to talk, and Tao Peisheng, who was hiding on the side with a camera, pinched his throat and said the name of the female reporter and the newspaper to which she belonged.

He had long seen her unpleasantly, chirping all the way as if she was so capable. This Lao Lu's little daughter-in-law is also powerful enough, and her words made people speechless.

When the female reporter saw that her name had been exposed, her face turned from black to red, and finally turned purple.

"I, I'm just casually saying it, there's no need to be so online."

She got this job with great difficulty, and if she really wrote to complain, I was afraid that this job would be lost.

Su Mo sneered, "Then I hope that when you write a manuscript, you won't write it casually." If you can't be true and accurate, objective and comprehensive, I suggest you change careers. Otherwise, it is very likely that your casual writing will cause many families to be ruined. ”

The female reporter didn't dare to say a word for a long time. I was afraid that Su Mozhen would write a letter to complain about her, so I didn't dare to be angry or speak.

Lu Baoguo secretly gave Lu Qingan a thumbs up, but this old man is still smart and knows how to find his old daughter-in-law.

This person who eats with a pen should be dealt with by a person with a hard pen, and a word will make people speechless.

Lu Qingan asked Su Mo to come over, thinking that she should communicate better with these reporters and ask her to come over to help. I didn't expect it to be of great help.

If this is really labeled as a capitalist style, I am afraid that the reputation of this advanced production brigade will be ruined.

At this point, Su Mo couldn't stay, so he gave the old vegetable gang to the old man who fed the pigs, and withdrew.

After reading the side business, the two took the reporters to walk around the field, focusing on introducing to them the newly dug canals in the past two years and the reasons for the increase in grain production.

After the one just now, the reporters were much more obedient and the questions they asked were not so sharp.

After the visit, some of the reporters stayed to interview the cadres of the brigade, and some went to the village to find out about the situation.

It is definitely not what the cadres of the brigade say, but it is still necessary to ask the members of the club to understand the most real situation. The false report of 10,000 catties per mu can no longer appear.

Tao Peisheng also held a camera and mixed it in, secretly investigating while filming to see if there were any suspicious traces.