crazy girl

A year later, Sun Xinfang returned to Shuiwa Village with a young man. The man was fair and clean, but his stature was a bit short. He was Wang Tong.Last year, the two took the college entrance examination together and entered the same university. Sun Xinfang studied Chinese and Wang Tong studied agriculture.

Wang Tong confessed to Sun Xinfang again. After so many things, Sun Xinfang understood that sincerity is rare. She accepted Wang Tong's feelings and got engaged under the witness of both parents. The wedding was held after graduating from university.

Taking advantage of this winter vacation, Sun Xinfang returned to the long-lost Shuiwa Village.

Su Mingge had received her letter a long time ago, and he and Cui Xiaofeng cleaned up the house, waiting for the distinguished guests to arrive.

After Sun Xinfang left the compound, Su Mingge was the only educated youth left in the educated youth compound. Yang Demin forced Su Mingge to move out on the grounds that there were not enough warehouses to requisition the educated youth compound.

Fortunately, she has some savings in her hand. There is an abandoned yard at the head of the village, which is the old house of Uncle Qingshui. After the old man in the family passed away, the yard was vacant. Su Mingge bought the yard with 200 yuan and hired it to renovate it. It looks like a new house.

Su Mingge intentionally teased Cui Xiaofeng, and whispered in her ear: "The house is finished, now it's time to marry a new wife." After speaking, he ran away with a smile, making Cui Xiaofeng flushed with shame.

"Yo Yo Yo, I'm living a good life, and the new house has been built, when are you going to treat us to a wedding?" Sun Xinfang made fun of Cui Xiaofeng as soon as she entered the door, and her red face, which hadn't faded away, turned red again .

"You should drink the wedding wine first, no, the bridegroom officials are here!" Su Mingge looked at Sun Xinfang and Wang Tong, and now it was Sun Xinfang's turn to blush.

"Wang Tong, let me introduce you. This is the song I often tell you about."

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Wang Tong and Su Mingge shook hands, "Your name was very famous in school. Xinfang has told me the story of you and Xiaofeng. I am deeply moved. I wish you a long life together and a love forever. "

"To each other, the same blessings to you and Xinfang."

The two couples looked at each other, and both smiled at the same time.

Sun Xinfang left Shuiwa Village for a year, except for the addition of Su Mingge's new courtyard at the entrance of the village, the village has hardly changed, it is still dilapidated and declining.

After the four of them had dinner, they came to the field where they were sweating. Su Mingge suddenly said, "You are well-informed in the city. Have you heard the rumor that the production is contracted to the household?"

"Household contracted production?" Sun Xinfang said, "Wang Tong, did Professor Zhao talk about the household contracted production a few days ago?"

"That's right," Wang Tong continued, "Nowadays, some villages in the south are the first to implement household production contracting, and the results are remarkable. The grain yield per mu is several times that of before, but the policy is still unclear, and the public's evaluation of this matter is mixed."

Su Mingge nodded, "The general trend is household contracted production. Allocating land to farmers for their own cultivation will increase farmers' enthusiasm, and the grain output will naturally increase. Now most people in the village can't eat enough. As long as household contracted production is implemented, I have confidence. In a year, everyone will have enough to eat and have money to spend, but the village head is still Yang Demin, Yang Demin is narrow-minded and self-willed, and he will have to work hard for a few more years as the village head."

Sun Xinfang said: "In this case, Mingge, why don't you replace him? You are fully capable of this. Yang Demin is old, and he should retire to the second line."

"How can it be that easy?" Cui Xiaofeng said, who had been silent all the time, "Half of the village is the clan of the Yang family, and they all support Yang Demin. Yang Demin will not step down so easily."

While several people were talking, Wang Tong squatted in the field to study the soil clods. He studied agriculture at university, and the ridges in the field were his base camp.Wang Tong picked up a piece of soil, crushed it and put it in the palm of his hand, watching and smelling it.

"What's wrong? Is there any problem?" Su Mingge asked.

The land of the first generation of Shuiwa Village is reddish in color, and the older generation call it "poor soil". This kind of soil does not grow crops. The same crops, the yield of Shuiwa Village is lower than that of other places. This is also the reason why Shuiwa Village is poor. root cause.

Wang Tong said: "This kind of soil is not common in our north! This is red soil, which is more common in subtropical regions. I will take some back and study it carefully. Maybe the village can rely on it to get rid of poverty and become rich."

"Really?" When they heard what Wang Tong said, they were extremely excited, especially Su Mingge. She had long wanted to start a career in the village, but she couldn't find a good opportunity. Wang Tong's words rekindled her hope .

Originally, Sun Xinfang and Wang Tong planned to stay in the village for a few more days. After discovering the red soil, Wang Tong couldn't stay for a moment. , to prepare for improving crops in Shuiwa Village.

A week later, Su Mingge received a letter from Wang Tong, telling her that it was indeed red soil. In a few days, he and a senior agronomy professor would come to Shuiwa Village for an on-site inspection.

On the day when Professor Wang Tonghe arrived, Su Mingge specially called a few fast-talking aunts to watch. These aunts usually had nothing to do, so they just stood on the street and chatted with each other. They saw the appearance of two cadres in the village The city people, the ladies immediately surrounded him.

The agronomy professor brought by Wang Tong is Zhao Xiande, a senior expert of the Agricultural Research Institute in the provincial capital. He has conducted field investigations in most provinces across the country and has unique experience in soil quality and crop planting.

Professor Zhao put down his bag and went to the field. He first observed the terrain of this generation, then poured a test tube of reagents into the soil, nodded with satisfaction, and said to himself: "Unexpected, unexpected, nature is so amazing .”

The aunts looked at each other in blank dismay, not understanding what the mysterious cadres in the city were up to.

Yang Deguang's wife was the first to ask, "Hey, what is this for?"

Yinfeng didn't wait for everyone to answer, and said first, "The professor from the city came to teach us how to grow crops, saying that our poor land is a treasure!"

Second Aunt Cui expressed disbelief, "Is there such a good thing?"

"Believe it or not, if you don't believe it, you just don't listen to the professor when the time comes."

Professor Zhao and Wang Tong have lived in Su Mingge's house for three days. During these three days, Professor Zhao traveled all over the mountains around Shuiwa Village, and did in-depth research on the rivers around the village that had been dry for several years. Three days later, Professor Zhao Completed a detailed research report, and suggested that Su Mingge's village should switch to planting sugar cane instead of wheat and corn.

"Grow sugar cane?" Su Mingge repeated. Although she is not proficient in crop planting, she has heard the saying that "cane cannot cross the river". Shuiwa Village is located in the hinterland of the northwest. Can sugar cane really be grown?

Seeing the doubts on Su Mingge's face, Professor Zhao opened his research report and answered Mingge's doubts one by one, "Red soil is very common in the south, but it is a treasure in the north. Not long ago, the country opened up to the outside world, and sugarcane is a cash crop. , when the trade rises, the income will be higher than that of wheat and corn.”

"Professor Zhao, I naturally believe in your profession. What I am worried about is that sugarcane is a product of the south, and our local people don't accept it. Even if our sugarcane has a good yield, it will be a waste of effort if we can't sell it. You are a professor, see more Knowledgeable, can you recommend a stable purchasing station for us? Our village is responsible for planting sugarcane, and your side is responsible for purchasing. With you as a guarantee in the middle, we can rest assured when we plant sugarcane."

After Su Mingge finished speaking, Professor Zhao laughed, "I heard from Wang Tong that you are an educated youth from the village, and you really have different ideas and views. Your suggestion is very good. Now that the national policy is reforming, all industries are waiting to be regenerated. I am also happy to help you. The villagers do their best. Wang Tong, I told you before that one of your brothers opened an agricultural products trading company, do you remember?"

"Remember, one of your former favorite students, we had dinner together at school last time."

"I'll leave this matter to you. You contact your brother and ask him to help you get a batch of sugarcane seedlings. Promise him a good harvest of sugarcane, and he will have the priority to buy it. Sugarcane is a rare commodity here. If this is done , his company is more than half successful."

On the night when Wang Tong and Professor Zhao were sent away, Su Mingge was so excited that he didn't sleep well all night.

She didn't sleep, and even tormented Cui Xiaofeng not to let her sleep.

Su Mingge wiped the fine sweat from Cui Xiaofeng's forehead, and said softly: "Xiaofeng, we are going to be rich, and I must earn a lot of money, so that you will never be wronged again, and there is only sweetness and happiness in life. "

Cui Xiaofeng lay in Su Mingge's arms, kissing her chin one after another, "You have already done it, Mingge, with you, my life is only sweet and happy, thank you for letting me meet you."

Su Mingge pretended to be dissatisfied, "Just say thank you? It's not sincere."

"How can you be sincere?"

"That's it!" Su Mingge's hands were restless in the bed, causing Cui Xiaofeng to gasp again and again.

"Xiaofeng, I love you." This is the first time Su Mingge said this to Cui Xiaofeng.

"Me too, Mingge, I love you, long before you fell in love with me, my heart, everything about me already belonged to you."

The news that the agricultural professor suggested planting sugar cane spread throughout the village early in the morning, and many villagers were eager to try it. Yang Demin scoffed, "It's nonsense, I have been planting corn and wheat in Shuiwa Village all my life, and he is a nerd who is a teacher. !"

The village is divided into two factions, one with Yang Demin as the core, who is unwavering in planting corn and wheat; the other with Su Mingge as the core, willing to try growing sugarcane.This faction is relatively small, only about twenty households. Together they issued a military order, expressing that they are responsible for their own profits and losses and will never drag the village down. Even if they lose all their money in the coming year, they will not ask the village for a grain of food.

Yang Demin sneered and let them go.

The growth cycle of sugarcane is ten months. After ten months, the sugarcane experimental field in Shuiwan Village had a bumper harvest. Wang Tong and his brothers sent five Jiefang vehicles to receive the goods. At that time, stacks of banknotes were sent into everyone's hands, causing the surrounding villagers to turn red-eyed, cursing Yang Demin for not being a thing, and blocking their way to get rich.

After the autumn harvest, Shuiwa Village ushered in a general election. Undoubtedly, the cadres headed by Yang Demin had no votes, and even the group of clan members who most defended Yang Demin voted for Su Mingge without hesitation.

After Su Mingge became the village head, she not only asked all the villagers in Shuiwa Village to plant a large amount of sugarcane, but she distributed sugarcane seedlings for free to all the villagers who met the planting conditions. Shuiwa Village became a famous sugarcane producing area, and Su Mingge became even more famous characters.

After Su Mingge became famous, Aunt Cui delivered food to the two people's homes with her crutches every day, "Mingge eat more, you see, you have lost weight recently. Xiaofeng, Mingge runs around every day, counting her Work hard, be nice to her."

Every time at this time, Cui Xiaofeng and Su Mingge winked, and the two snickered behind Aunt Cui's back.

Just when people in other villages still had enough to eat, every household in Shuiwa Village repaired their houses, made white noodles, had food in the warehouse, and had money in their hands. Their lives were prosperous and prosperous.

One day, Su Mingge left home mysteriously early in the morning, and did not come back until the afternoon. A Jiefang truck was parked in front of the house, and there were a bicycle, a sewing machine, and a radio in the car.

Su Mingge took Cui Xiaofeng's hand and put a watch on her, "People say that when marrying a daughter-in-law, you have to prepare for three rings and one ring. With these three rings and one ring, the bride will not be at a disadvantage. I will prepare for three rings and one ring." Alright, will the bride marry me?"

"Yes, yes, I am willing!" Cui Xiaofeng cried and threw himself into Su Mingge's arms, tears bursting like a bank, and could not be stopped.

Su Mingge teased her, "What's the matter? Do you feel that you have lost money? You can't regret it. Once you sell it, you are not allowed to return it."

"Yeah, I feel like I'm at a loss and won't buy me a TV!"

"Buy! Buy! Let's go buy tomorrow!"

(Finish)

The author has something to say:

I'm sorry, the story ended a bit hastily.

The initial conception was very good, the characters, the plot, the background... I felt that this would be a soul-stirring story, but when I really wrote it, I realized that my writing skills were pale, limited by my own ability, and many things I expected were not expressed. Unfortunately, this The story can only end hastily.

But I believe that God rewards hard work, and with thinking and practice, one day in the future, I will be able to write a good story that is soul-stirring.

Thank you for reading, I wish you a happy day and all the best.