Affection for Sidaogou during the Famine

"Dachun, what are you doing standing there like an idiot? The wild vegetables in this field are big, hurry up and dig them up, or someone else will come and grab them."

"Oh, I get it!" The little girl scratched her scalp until it bled, and she didn't quite understand what kind of relative the city girl was to the secretary. When she heard the neighbor lady urging her, she quickly lowered her head and bent down to dig wild vegetables.

Hey! No wonder my brain doesn't work well. What the landlord's kid said is true. If I don't go to school, my brain won't work. I'll be a big fool with open eyes!

If she can't figure it out, just forget about it. This piece of land is sheltered from the wind and faces the sun, so wild vegetables grow well. She should just dig it quickly!

There is not enough food at home, so digging wild vegetables is the main task. The village held a meeting and said that they need to carry water to fight drought. The adults do heavy work, and there is nothing at the moment, so the most important thing is to fill their stomachs.

That girl is so pretty. I'll definitely recognize her next time I see her.

"Mom, does the secretary have any relatives in the city? I encountered something at the foot of the mountain today..."

When he got home in the evening, Dachun couldn't wait to tell his mother about the beautiful girl he met during the day.

Dachun's mother was also puzzled after hearing this: "I haven't heard of it! I haven't seen his relatives from the city come to visit in recent years. But it's hard to say, if someone has a rich relative, they won't tell everyone in the village about it.

If the villagers come to ask for help in need, wouldn't that be looking for trouble? These days, less trouble is worse than more trouble. The secretary's family is very smart. They are good at pretending to be stupid.

He doesn't care about the things in the village that are his responsibility. He delays them if possible and doesn't do them if necessary. If you expect to get some truth out of his family, just wait and see!

You too, children in Beijing are different from those in the villages. They are very cunning and are not afraid of people from the village at all. You are the only one who is so foolish and bold that you still want to bully the strangers.

Fortunately, the person you met today was not a boy. I heard that boys in Beijing are very talkative. They will either hit you a few times or say a few insults to you and you won’t know how to talk back.

You are just a little girl, you can't get any benefit from it. Remember this, when you see strangers, especially those from the city, stay away from them.

To put it another way, the wild vegetables in the field are not grown by our family. In the spring, there were city people everywhere digging wild vegetables. Who cares? I think you are just too full and used to wild food in the village. You are looking for trouble and causing trouble for yourself! "

Dachun was speechless and thought: I saw that the girl was alone and there was no one with her, so I wanted to scare her and take advantage of her to get more wild vegetables home. Who knew that the girl looked white, tender and soft, but when she opened her mouth, she was actually a little hot pepper that could choke people to death! If I had known, I would not have rushed to provoke her.

She learned a lot this time and will never bully unfamiliar outsiders again.

Dachun gained another valuable life experience. As for Han Zhaozhao, she was walking home on her short legs and had no idea that Dachun had been scolded by her mother.

Carrying half a basket of wild vegetables, she walked and admired the large fields in the distance where the members were hurriedly carrying water and planting.

It hasn't rained yet, and the members can't wait any longer. There is a saying in agriculture: Plant melons and beans around the time of Grain Rain. After the Qingming Festival, it is a good time to plant peanuts and sweet potatoes.

As the saying goes: If people miss the opportunity to plant crops, the crops will miss the opportunity for a year. The sweet potato seedlings in the seedling bed are already more than one foot tall, and the ridges have been dug up as soon as the weather warms up. If we don’t plant them now, we will miss the farming season and the yield will be reduced in autumn.

As the old saying goes: Plant one day later in spring, and harvest three to five days later in autumn!

The farming season has arrived, and the members dare not wait for rain before planting, so everyone has to go out to fetch water and sow seeds by manpower.

There were groups of farmers moving in the fields, all in large groups. From a distance, they looked like ants, moving across the fields. The members were busy with spring planting.

The old and weak stood in rows in the fields, digging holes with hoes, while the older women and children carried buckets to water the holes, and the old ladies also joined in, planting seeds in the holes with seeds in their lapels. The young and strong laborers walked quickly, carrying buckets of water.

Hey! It's all artificial! Han Zhaozhao saw the most primitive planting scene again!

There were no irrigation ditches, no motor vehicles to fetch water, and even no animal-drawn carts! The whole work depended on the members’ strong shoulders!

Fortunately, there was a well nearby, but for some unknown reason, no water was used to irrigate the fields. Instead, a small pool was built next to it and filled with water. The members of the surrounding fields walked through the mud and lined up to fetch water from the small pool to irrigate the fields.

Some fields are planted with peanuts, some are planted with sweet potatoes, and some are planted with spring corn...

Farmers these days are so optimistic. Even when doing such heavy farm work, they still remember to talk!

The men were bragging and chatting with each other, and the women were joking with each other. In the dusty fields, no one was downcast, only bursts of loud laughter could be heard from time to time in the wind.

Han Zhaozhao didn't understand, were people of this era naturally optimistic, or were they just being optimistic in poverty as people in later generations would say?

"Grandma, there are ditches and a well in the field, why doesn't the team leader allow us to pump water for irrigation? My mom's shoulders and forehead were rubbed purple when we were off work last night.

If she keeps doing this, her shoulder will break!"

Below the roadbed, an old lady with bound feet was bending down with two little girls, about four or five years old, to look for wild vegetables.

"Silly child, the captain can't do anything about it. Aren't the strong men in their family carrying water?

This year the weather is particularly dry, and the water level in the well has dropped a lot, and it can't withstand the pumping. Besides, when the pump is turned on, what comes up is water, but what goes into the machine is oil!

That oil is not water, it is money! How can our village have so much money to buy diesel?

I heard from the fortune teller Wang the Blind that this year, nine dragons will control the floods, eight oxen will plow the fields, and one horse will carry grain. I'm afraid there will be a severe drought!"

"Grandma, you must be wrong. Aren't dragons responsible for rain? If nine dragons make it rain, there should be flooding, not a severe drought."

"Hey, what do you know, kid? Too many dragons causing chaos is not a good thing. A year with one dragon to control the flood is a good year. Well, you are still young, I can't explain it to you.

Stop and don't move. You've stepped on a dandelion. It's quite big. Hurry and dig it out."

The little girl kept silent and squatted down to concentrate on digging wild vegetables. At this moment, I suddenly realized it!

I've heard that if there are too many dragons controlling the floods, there will be a severe drought. It turns out that there were already signs of a three-year drought!

Hey! After all, it comes down to one word: poor!

This was 1959, not 1919!

In an age of poverty and hunger, this is the norm!

In later times, what would a three-year drought mean? With wells and ditches everywhere, flood irrigation, drip irrigation and micro-irrigation, you can irrigate as you wish, and artificial rainfall is a piece of cake. Farming is not afraid of drought, but only of floods.

There was no point in thinking too much. She might as well plant some sweet potatoes in the space if she had extra energy. At a critical moment, she could use them to save a few more lives! Unwilling to think about it, Han Zhaozhao ran home quickly.

A whirlwind arose, and dust and dead grass and leaves blew in his face. Han Zhaozhao quickly ran behind a big rock on the side of the road, lowered his head and closed his eyes to wait for the whirlwind to pass.