Seventy Buddha Cannon Fodder

By the time the second round of late rice in Shanghe Village was rushed to plant and it became lush, the first round of rice in Xiahe Village next door had not yet entered the harvest season.

Earlier when Shanghe Village planted early rice, other production teams were still laughing at it, saying that their rice was planted too early, and the harvest would definitely not be good at that time, and that the fertility of the land would not be enough to plant two seasons a year.

In the past, I just heard that two rounds of rice can be planted in a year, but that is because the temperature on the other side is higher, and the time suitable for rice growth is longer in a year.

The location of Shanghe Village is a bit embarrassing. It belongs to two non-stick, and it is a bit thankless to plant two seasons.

With this time, it is better to order a variety of sweet potatoes, after all, these things can also fill the stomach, and the yield is higher.

Who knew that Gu Jianguo actually applied for the fertilizer, and the growth trend of the early rice was very good, and it was not affected by the temperature and light at all, ushering in a bumper harvest.

Of course, there is Gu Mingdong's contribution to optimizing the grain varieties, Wu Wei's planting technology and Gu Jianguo's painstaking care, which produced the final good result.

This made the surrounding production teams envious. Ever since Shanghe Village Shuangqiang started, they all came to Gu Jianguo to inquire about how to increase grain production.

Gu Jianguo didn't take his own pride, and told them everything about what to do. This year was impossible, but there was still a chance next year.

At this time, the production team had already handed in the public rations, and after saving enough seeds for the coming year, they put the rations on the itinerary.

Gu Jianguo is now the team leader, and he used to work part-time as an accountant for the production team. He was really too busy at the moment, so he brought Gu Mingdong over to be an accountant and cashier.

These days, the cadres of the production team have no salary subsidies, and they usually have to work in the fields to earn work points. The name brings more honor.

Gu Mingdong didn't refuse, took the account book and began to make calculations, sorted out the messy account book, and when he returned to Gu Jianguo again, the account book became clear at a glance.

The public grain handed over and the seeds left behind have already been planted in the ground, and the rest has to be set aside for possible expenses such as chemical fertilizers, tools, and pig raising for the next year.

Leaving aside these budget supports, the rest can be used as rations for the members for a year.

And because the production team of Shanghe Village has just changed from one rice crop a year to two rice crops a year, the calculations have become more and more cumbersome.

But all of this was not a problem in Gu Mingdong's eyes, and it was quickly sorted out clearly.

Gu Jianguo felt puzzled when he saw it: "They all do the same thing. You can see it clearly after reading this book. The third uncle did it for nothing in the past few years."

Gu Mingdong smiled and said, "I met Secretary Ma in the town before, and learned from him."

Gu Jianguo couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Secretary Ma is a real person. Secretary Wang didn't believe it that time, and he said on the way that he would help out. It's right for you to establish a good relationship with him."

Gu Mingdong only half-believes this, Secretary Ma is slick and slick.

The two of them can keep in touch from time to time, mainly because the Shanghe village production team is getting better and better. Secretary Ma thinks it may be useful in the future, so this relationship can be maintained.

"I met Secretary Ma this time, and he also mentioned that Secretary Wang reported the bumper harvest of our production team, hoping to get rewards from above, but there is no news for now."

"We do production for the sake of the party and the people, and also to feed ourselves. If there is no news, there will be no news."

The uncle and nephew checked the ledger together and confirmed that it was correct, and the matter of food distribution was put on the first day of October.

"Comrades, with the joint efforts of everyone, our production team has ushered in a bumper harvest this year. According to the rules, the grain of the production team cannot be distributed in advance. We have to wait until the second season of rice harvest, and then we will distribute it uniformly at the end of the year. .”

"But as the team leader, I know that the comrades have worked hard and diligently for the past six months. In order to work hard, a lot of food in the family has been consumed during this period."

"So I made a report to the higher authorities and applied for the distribution of grain in advance this year. After the grain is distributed, comrades can fill their stomachs, so that they can work harder in the fields and strive for a bumper harvest like late rice."

Gu Jianguo gave some encouragement at the members' meeting, and announced the official start of the food distribution amidst the cheers of the members.

After many considerations, he agreed to distribute the grain in advance. After all, the granary cannot be filled to the brim, but let the commune members eat miscellaneous grains and wild vegetables to fill their stomachs.

On the grain drying field, every household was beaming with joy, and everyone said: "This year's mu yield is so high, maybe every household can eat white rice after the grain distribution is over."

"What do you think? The harvest is good, but there is not much left after paying the public grain, but it would be good to share an extra catty or two."

Some people also said: "There is still late rice planted in the field. When this batch is harvested, we will definitely be able to eat it."

At this time, the task of collecting grain is heavy. After working all year round, more than half of the grain will be confiscated. It is normal for farmers to have insufficient rations.

On the production team of Shanghe Village, rice is the main crop in the fields, but in fact, most of the daily rations of ordinary people have to be supplemented by miscellaneous grains. Potatoes, sweet potatoes, and pumpkins are the main force.

Although the size of private plots is limited now, there are rural methods in the countryside. There is always no shortage of vegetables to eat during the harvest season. Compared with rice, rice is much rarer.

Some better people, such as Gu Mingdong, are willing to eat, willing to spend and have money, so they can often eat white rice.

The poorer families, such as Widow Liu's family, mainly eat miscellaneous grains throughout the year, and broad beans, corn, and taro are the staple foods in the pot.

Especially during the slack season, when you open the lid of the pot, there are only a few pieces of white rice in it, which is the norm for ordinary people.

Although miscellaneous grains are good, eating too much can cause heartburn, and it is easy to fart if you are hungry, which makes the commune members always miss a bite of white rice in their hearts.

Gu Jianguo stood at the door of the granary, calling the members' names loudly.

Every time a family is called, the family will come forward with a smile on their faces to take away the food.

The rule of the production team is to ensure that everyone has food to eat, and distribute according to work according to work points.

So first of all, according to the household registration, the household rations of adults and children are different. For example, this year’s bumper harvest, after deducting public grain and miscellaneous expenses, adult commune members can still get 200 catties, while underage children only have one. Hundred catties.

And this is rice, not rice. After 200 catties of rice are milled into rice, there will be at most 140-150 catties left. On average, there are only four or two rice rations per day.

Don't think it's too little, you should know that Shanghe Village distributes grain in the middle of the year this year, and after this wave is over, there will be another wave after the late rice is mature and harvested, and there will definitely be more food at that time.

Thinking about it this way, as long as you don't open your mouth to eat white rice, you won't be hungry just relying on the rations from the public stalls, and maybe there will be food left.

The members of the commune looked at the bags of grain with joy and satisfaction in their eyes.

After the distribution in previous years, the work points accumulated up to now have to be calculated to decide whether to exchange money or food according to the work points, but this time there is no need to calculate the conversion of work points for the time being, and the work points will be saved until the end of the year to be calculated again.

In this way, Gu Mingdong would save trouble. He moved a small table beside him to keep accounts, but anyone who took away the food had to sign and draw a deposit as a proof.

There was a long queue at the grain drying yard, but the members were in high spirits, and none of them was impatient.

Li Tiezhu watched Gu Mingdong quickly write down numbers one by one, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Ah Dong is good and fast at settling accounts, hey, what can he do?"

His daughter-in-law said angrily, "He definitely won't have children."

Li Tiezhu didn't know where he had offended his wife, so he touched his nose and stopped talking.

However, Qian Jinhua pinched his waist fiercely: "You also know that he can do everything, so why don't you learn a little bit?"

Li Tiezhu said aggrievedly: "Didn't you say that I am stupid, and I can work hard if I work hard. Don't just imitate others."

Qian Jinhua rolled her eyes and didn't bother to continue talking to her idiot. After all, although her husband was a little stupid, he was honest and able to work and loved her. She still liked it from the bottom of her heart.

The educated youths were also standing in the line, happily waiting for the food distribution.

Du Ming said with a smile: "The food allotment last year has bottomed out. Thanks to the enlightenment of the team leader, this can be picked up at any rate."

Du Tao also said: "Our Shanghe Village is not bad. I heard that Xiahe Village next door also planted two seasons, but the first season's harvest was not good at all. Let alone food distribution, everyone had to tighten their belts and work in the field. .”

Xu Zhenzhen looked up at the team, and she was in a good mood: "Yes, we are lucky to be assigned to Shanghe Village."

A happy life requires comparison. Apart from the Lin Aiguo incident before, the production team in Shanghe Village is a very friendly and tolerant village to the educated youth. Although they have to work in the fields, the village cadres and commune members never make things difficult for them.

It's not like some places very crowded out the educated youth, let them do the hardest and most tiring work, but received the least amount of food.

Except for the first year, the educated youth who went to the countryside later could not receive state subsidies. Those days were called bitter juice, and no matter how big or how many ideals they had, they had to be defeated by reality.

Qian Zhiyi pressed his sore leg, and snorted coldly, "You guys will be happy with a little favor. Originally, we only needed to plant one season of rice, but now we need to plant two seasons. We have to do a lot more farm work."

As soon as these words came out, the smiles on the faces of the other educated youths looked awkward.

Du Ming said indifferently: "We are all here to support the construction. As long as the production team can keep up with the food production and complete the food task assigned by the state to the production team, it's nothing to do more farm work."

Moreover, Gu Jianguo promised at the committee meeting that if the work points of the educated youths are not exhausted, they can be exchanged for money. Although it is not much, it is a surprise for the educated youths.

Du Tao immediately supported his younger brother: "That's right, we are educated young people with consciousness and ideals. We go to the countryside to support the country's construction, unlike some people who have gone to the countryside and acted like young masters."

Qian Zhiyi's face turned cold.

Seeing that they were about to quarrel again, Xu Zhenzhen quickly said, "Okay, okay, stop arguing, we are all educated youths, we have to help each other, why bother arguing over such trivial things."

Qian Zhiyi was obviously not convinced, but he snorted and said nothing. Wu Mengting stood beside him, just lowered his head and said nothing.

Soon it was the turn of the educated youths. Gu Mingdong raised his head and glanced at them, treating them without distinction.

The brothers of the Du family happily went back with their food on their backs, but the female educated youths were a little embarrassed, but they quickly thought of a way and asked the commune members to borrow a cart, and the female educated youths carried the food onto the cart, One person pulled and the other pushed in a tacit cooperation.

After a while, the educated youth left in a hurry, and no one was willing to stand down and wait for Qian Zhiyi and Wu Mengting.

Wu Mengting just kept silent, since Lin Aiguo's incident, she has always looked like this, Qian Zhiyi didn't bother to ask her what happened.

The relationship between the two seems to be close, but in fact there is already an irreparable gap.

When it was Qian Zhiyi's turn, he glanced at the food and frowned: "How can I eat the chaff, can I replace it with white rice?"

Gu Mingdong glanced at him indifferently: "The production team has a shelling machine, you can get it yourself."

His indifferent appearance made Qian Zhi feel even more annoyed when he saw it, and decided that Gu Mingdong looked down on him.

For some reason, from the first time he met Gu Mingdong, Qian Zhiyi disliked this farmer from the bottom of his heart. The disgust that came from the bottom of his heart made him feel angry and anxious when he saw this person.

Qian Zhiyi knew that this feeling was not right, at first he only thought that Wu Mengting looked at this person differently, which made him feel disgusted, but gradually, his favor for Wu Mengting became less and less, but his disgust for Gu Mingdong never disappear.

At that time, Qian Zhiyi knew that he shouldn't be like this. Compared with an old farmer in the countryside, finding treasures was naturally more important. Moreover, Gu Mingdong was not easy to mess with at first glance. He didn't want to cause trouble for himself, so he usually avoided it.

However, after falling down from the mountain due to a bad start, this feeling of disgust became more obvious, and it was almost uncontrollable.

Even now, Qian Zhiyi vaguely has the illusion that the fate of the two is in conflict, and every time he meets Gu Mingdong, he will be unlucky.

"Hey, can you go or not? Don't block the big guys from distributing the food." The members behind couldn't help urging.

Qian Zhiyi had no choice but to bend down to pick up the bag of grain with a dark face, but he stretched out his hand and pulled it, but he didn't pick it up at all.

The members behind laughed: "You are still a man, you can't even memorize this grain."

"Isn't this Qian Zhiqing? You don't know. His leg is injured. When the big guys are busy grabbing, he always does the same job as the kid."

"It's a new era. The country won't let people starve to death. If there is a food relationship, you can get food. Otherwise, he...

"Bah, shameless."

Amidst the laughter of the crowd, Qian Zhiyi's face turned even darker. He subconsciously looked back, but there was Wu Mengting behind him. Of course, Wu Mengting couldn't move.

At this moment, a dark and thin young man came over: "Wu Zhiqing, you can't recite it as a girl, I will help you."

Wu Mengting looked at Qian Zhiyi and hesitated to speak, but the young man is not a fool, he can help Wu Mengting, but he can't help Qian Zhiyi no matter what.

Qian Zhiyi's face turned even darker, he gritted his teeth and left with the food.

A person ran out from the crowd: "Brother Qian, let me help you."

Aunt Liu's face turned dark: "Da Ni, come back to me."

"Mom, I'll carry the educated youth Qian home and then come back to help you transport the food." Liu Dani was full of Qian Zhiyi, so she couldn't hear her mother's words.

As a result, Liu Dani's strength was too great, and she lifted it so hard that Qian Zhiyi almost fell to the ground, causing another burst of laughter.

Liu Dani hurriedly grabbed the bag of grain and carried it on her own, but Qian Zhiyi followed with a sullen face, with his arms folded.

Third Aunt Liu wanted to rush up and grab her daughter's ears and drag her back, but she was grabbed by the woman next to her: "Hey, does your big girl have a crush on Qian Zhiqing?"

"Dani's mother, Dani is not young anymore, if you don't help me find each other, she will find her by herself."

Third Aunt Liu said with a dark face, "My daughter doesn't need you to worry about it."

Everyone in the production team knew that Third Aunt Liu was patriarchal, and Liu Dani was clearly the only daughter in the family, but she was in her twenties now, but the family was dragging their feet on marriage proposals.

There were also people who wanted to marry Liu Dani because she was practical and capable, but when they asked, Aunt Liu asked for 100 yuan in gift money.

Who can get it out, Liu Dani has never had a date.

A few years ago, Third Aunt Liu said that she loved her daughter and was reluctant to marry her early, but as Liu Dani got older, this excuse could no longer stop people.

Liu Dani likes Qian Zhiqing, and from time to time she posts things about helping others with work. Many people in the production team know that Aunt Liu has beaten and scolded her, but she has nothing to do with her daughter.

Seeing her daughter posting back to help now, Third Aunt Liu was so angry that her liver hurt, and she felt that she really had to marry her daughter as soon as possible, otherwise it would be cheaper for the educated youth from outside.

The little episode did not disturb the festive atmosphere of food distribution. From morning to night, Gu Mingdong was so busy that he didn't even have time to drink his saliva, and finally finished the food distribution.

There are seven people in the old Gu's family. Even though the food relations of Gu Erdi and Gu Sanmei have been transferred to the work unit, their household registration is still in Shanghe Village, and they all work in the fields during the busy farming season, so they can still get basic food.

After Gu Mingdong took possession of this body, he didn't let the old Gu's family go hungry, but he was cautious and brought back a small amount every time, and he didn't even fill up the rice bowl.

But this time, not only the rice jars, but also the cabinets originally used to store food were full.

The family is big and small, and one counts as one. After getting up every day, they like to go for a stroll in the small room next to the kitchen. They feel happy when they see a lot of food.

The granaries of the production team were empty, but the granaries of the members’ homes were full.

For a while, the production team was beaming, and even more motivated to lead the members to work in the fields.

Every morning, there was no need for Gu Jianguo to beat the gongs and drums to call out for work. The members would get up early, drink a bowl of steaming sweet potato porridge, and go to work in the fields with their warm bellies in their arms.

The old Gu's family has been eating more and more extravagantly recently. They cook thick white porridge in the morning. The white porridge cooked with firewood is covered with a layer of rice oil. After drinking it, it feels nourishing to the stomach.

The sweet potatoes were not boiled together, some were made separately, and the potatoes and peanuts from the backyard were piled together for porridge. The sweet taste is not only filling, but also very delicious.

Even more rare is the salted duck egg.

The wild duck eggs brought home by Gu Mingdong were marinated successfully under Gu Simei's skillful hands. They are smaller than ordinary duck eggs, but when the light green eggshell is cracked open and poked with chopsticks, the red oil inside the salted duck eggs It will flow out, accompanied by a fresh fragrance.

Dig it out and stir it directly into the white porridge. Even the white porridge also has the umami taste of salted egg yolk, which is a must.

Even Gu Mingdong thought it was delicious, and the second brother Gu could eat several bowls of porridge in one sitting with salted duck eggs.

After a full stomach, the day's life officially begins.

After the late rice was planted, it withstood the test of sunlight and temperature, and grew lush and lush. The autumn tigers in Shanghe Village were particularly fierce this year. It could make people's skin peel from the sun, but it made the rice grow vigorously.

The venomous Qiuhu also failed to block the confidence of the members to actively work hard to engage in production.

When Secretary Wang led the expert team and sweated profusely to the Shanghe Village production team, what he saw was this scene of production in full swing.

Seeing this picture of labor, Secretary Wang felt relieved, and said with a smile: "Professor Hong, this is Shanghe Village. The late rice has just been planted at this moment, and you can tell by looking around that all the peasant comrades are Production is done with blood and sweat."

I have to say that the enthusiasm of the members of Shanghe Village is quite intimidating.

The man known as the professor was wearing a common blue cloth dress, his skin was dark, and it was obvious that the skin had been developed through years of exposure to the sun. Now he was frowning and looking into the ground.

He heard what Secretary Wang said, but who knows if the cadres at the bottom will deliberately send someone to notify in advance for "political achievements" and let the local farmers play tricks to fool them.

A few years ago, there were few such things?

So at this moment, Professor Hong didn't answer the conversation, and bent down to look at the rice in the field.

Gu Jianguo saw the silence here, and came out of the field, not even having time to shake off the mud on his trouser legs.

"Secretary Wang, why didn't you say hello when you came here, who are you?"

He looked suspiciously at the people brought by Secretary Wang. There were more than a dozen of them. The leader was bending over to look at the rice, frowning with a serious face, but he looked like a local farmer, not a cadre sitting in an office. .

Secretary Wang greeted him: "This is Gu Jianguo, the captain of the production team in Shanghe Village. He was a soldier in his early years and retired from the army."

"Captain Gu, these are experts from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences from Beijing, and they are here specially for the rice fields in Shanghe Village."

Gu Jianguo's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly said, "Secretary Wang, you came here to measure the yield per mu of rice in our production team. It's absolutely fine. I'm not the kind of person who cheats."

Secretary Wang hurriedly persuaded: "I don't suspect that you are cheating, so don't worry."

Gu Jianguo frowned and said, "How can I not be in a hurry? It's fine to put this shit bowl on my head. I can't let all the members of the commune be wronged by me."

"What shit pot, who has labeled you, what are you doing in such a hurry?"

At this moment, Professor Hong, who was bending over to inspect the rice, straightened up and looked at Gu Jianguo: "The early rice yield of your production team has reached 725 catties per mu?"

Gu Jianguo said frankly: "It's 725 catties, one tael is not too much. If you count all the ears of rice picked up by the children, maybe there will be a little more."

The expression in Professor Hong's eyes was inexplicable, but seeing Gu Jianguo's swearing, he didn't show any guilty posture, and then thought about the robustness of the late rice seedlings he saw just now, and they were indeed much stronger than ordinary rice fields.

He was puzzled in his heart and couldn't help asking: "How did you plant it, tell me."

Gu Jianguo was anxious from the bottom of his heart, and when he talked about the planting of early rice, he was a little knotted, but it made Secretary Wang next to him anxious: "What are you in a hurry, speak slowly and clearly."

Gu Jianguo slapped his head, and suddenly turned around and shouted, "Ah Dong, come here."

"That's my eldest nephew. He made the early rice planting plan. Let him tell the experts."

As soon as Gu Mingdong came over, when he raised his head, he met a pair of probing eyes.