In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

On the way back from get off work, the system started psychological counseling for her again, worried, as if afraid that she would be irritable or depressed, and even took the initiative to give her a bunch of nandina bamboo and a chicken. There is a box of exquisite pastries. When you are in a bad mood, food and flowers can heal you the most.

Song Hongguo let it thump, and never refused to come.

When they arrived at the door of the house, they could see the two little guys working in the open space from a distance. Besides, Zhao Baoqing was also there, bent over, helping to dig the ground. With a hoe down, the ground was opened up to a thickness of tens of centimeters.

Song Hongguo called out "Uncle!"

Only then did Zhao Baoqing stop, turned around, and greeted her, "Hongguo, are you off work?"

"Well, you are..."

"I saw them plowing the ground, so I asked a little more, what kind of yam do you want to plant..." When Zhao Baoqing said this, he looked at her with bright eyes, and there was cautious expectation in it, "This yam, is it Digged from our mountain?"

Song Hongguo nodded, she didn't want to hide it, she knew everything, "The last time I took a rest, I took the two children to the mountain for a walk. I was digging some wild vegetables, but I didn't expect there to be wild yams. I dug some and came back, the taste was not much different from the one I bought, so I wanted to try it out to see if I could plant it..."

Zhao Baoqing listened carefully, and when she finished speaking, he couldn't wait to say, "Wild yams are not easy to find. In the past, no one in the village went to the mountains to dig, but after a long time, they couldn't find a few. It was not enough to waste time. Yes, how did you find it?"

Song Hongguo explained the tips for finding yams in detail, and finally told, "When you dig, don't dig too cleanly. At least leave a small piece in the soil, so that you can have yams every year."

Zhao Baoqing said with deep conviction, "You're right, we can't do the thing of killing chickens and taking eggs, I will definitely tell you later, we have to leave something for our descendants..."

Song Hongguo said again, "I think you can try to grow it yourself. Growing yams is no worse than growing vegetables. When they are harvested in autumn, they can be saved and eaten slowly. They can be used as both vegetables and food, and eating them often is good for the spleen and stomach."

Hearing this, Zhao Baoqing frowned. He wasn't indifferent, but said, "There is no extra land. There are arrangements for private plots. If you don't grow enough vegetables, what will you eat in the months before the autumn harvest? Just count on melons." Vegetables are messing with my stomach, and I have to set aside some to grow sweet potatoes, otherwise there will be no food to eat in winter, yams are good, but yams are not as productive as sweet potatoes."

Song Hongguo reminded, "What about the front and back of the house? Can there be some land? I see that the yard of any family in our village is not small, and there is a lot of land around it."

Zhao Baoqing still hesitated.

Song Hongguo read a passage to him, "First, allow members to raise poultry and livestock privately; second, restore the private land system; third, encourage members to make full use of the sporadic idle land, and the harvest is at their own discretion. Fourth, the scattered trees in front of and behind the house, including bamboo and fruit trees, are still owned by the members, and the members are rewarded to use the front and back of the house and other abandoned land to grow bamboo, wood and fruit, and whoever grows it will have it.”

These are the original words she collected from the newspaper when she was preparing to plant the row of fruit trees along the courtyard wall. There is an accurate source, and it is not made up by her. It is the instruction given by the big leader last year. It was published in newspapers, but the dissemination of information is really backward now, so many people don't even know it, or they just heard a few words that seem to be false.

Sure enough, just look at Zhao Baoqing's expression.

Zhao Baoqing asked in surprise, "Is this all true?"

Song Hongguo smiled, "These are all the original words in the newspaper. If you don't believe me, wait until I find out the old newspaper from last year to show you. On our side, didn't the higher-ups tell you?"

Zhao Baoqing shook his head, then nodded again, "I also said a little bit about private plots. Those who raise chickens and pigs didn't make it too clear. Raising is allowed, but not too much. As for land reclamation... I didn't say anything. Yes, it’s vague, but if there is such a clear instruction, it would be great, Hongguo, are you sure? It really won’t be considered as ‘developing capitalism’, right?”

"No!" Song Hongguo read another paragraph to him, "Producing more grain is the best policy. Turning to the corners of the country, sporadic apprentices, whoever grows will reap, no requisition or purchase, mainly for the supply of feed, part for human use, To restore private vegetable gardens, we must allocate private plots. This is what the big leaders said. Moreover, they also pointed out that sideline businesses and sub-industries are necessary supplements to the socialist economy. .”

The more Zhao Baoqing heard it, the hotter his heart became, "Is there any more?"

Song Hongguo thought for a while, and then said, "I also said about raising pigs, both public and private raising, with private raising being the main one, and adopting the policy of keeping the rural fairs alive and not chaotic, managing but not dead, let go Active rural markets, don't restrict too much."

"well……"

Seeing that Zhao Baoqing was too excited to say anything, Song Hongguo couldn't help but sigh in his heart. This is the helplessness of these years. Many policies are not implemented enough, and there are even misinterpretations. She has read it in her previous life and said that some places are also I don't know how to convey it, but at the grassroots level, many things have changed, so that many things have happened, which makes people feel incredible.

Now, she doesn't want to pretend to be confused. After all, if she wants to live here in the future, she can't let some people make trouble. Anyway, what she just said has a clear source, and it's what the big leader said. No one will question it. .

After Zhao Baoqing calmed down, she hurriedly changed the subject, "Uncle, besides yam, I also found something on the mountain."

"What?" Zhao Baoqing looked at her now, like looking at a shiny baby, and asked repeatedly, "Is it also for food? You dug it back? Can you show it to uncle?"

"Of course!"

Song Hongguo called the two children and led Zhao Baoqing into the gate.

Zhao Baoqing also came here on the day he bought the house. At that time, the yard was full of weeds, and he helped pull them out. Now that he stepped in again, if the houses didn't look familiar, he would suspect that he had gone to the wrong place. , along the wall in the front yard, there are wild roses and thorn roses planted. Although they are not rare things, they are quite common in the mountains, but looking at them this way, it makes people feel full of vitality. The eyes are full of green, and even the heart is stretched and brightened. stand up.

Fences are also common, but they look neat, and then go inside, cross the small pond, and the front of the house is tidied up more delicately, especially the two magnificent peony trees, which are like giant umbrellas opened, which are eye-catching. eyeball.

Zhao Baoqing nodded from time to time, and kept talking when he praised her ability. It was not until he saw the big vat that his attention was attracted.