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Chapter 143 Yuquan Camp Gobi Desert

"Good son-in-law, you have done a good job in the county. What are you going to do in Diaozhuang, a place where no shit like a bird in Yuquanying?" Li Laoshuan didn't understand. Participate in what Diaozhuang immigration.

Especially after hearing Li Dayou's description of Yuquanying, Li Laoshuan naturally wouldn't have a good impression.

"Since Diaozhuang immigration has started, it will not stop. It is only the initial stage. Our village has only passed seven families. After we have established a foothold in the past, there will be seventeen or twenty-seven families next time. Maybe in the future we will The entire Yongquan Village has been moved there."

"what?"

"The whole village moved there? No way?" Li Laoshuan said in surprise, his words were full of disbelief.

"I just said it casually, it's just a guess!" Wang Zhong didn't say much, and explained casually.

Now Diaozhuang immigration has just started, especially Li Dayou and the others have just come back from Yuquanying, and the villagers still can't fully accept Diaozhuang.

"Although Yuquanying is now in the Gobi Desert, there is a country that provides infrastructure construction for us. In the past, we only needed to build houses and prepare the land. When we pour water from the Yellow River in the future, we are afraid that nothing will grow in the land? "

"If you can pour water from the Yellow River, then everyone wants to go there!" Li Laoshuan said, "Didn't they say that there is a big wind all year round over there? Blow, that's a mouthful of sand!"

"And there's a sandstorm!"

Li Laoshuan said worriedly.

Although Li Laoshuan was a little unreliable, Wang Zhong could tell that he was concerned about himself and Splash.

"Old father-in-law, Shui Hua and I should suffer more. In the future, when we have a child, the child will not have to suffer so much. Is this the truth?"

"The truth is this, since you don't want your child to suffer with you, can you move to the county under your conditions? Why do you have to go to Diaozhuang?" Li Laoshuan was very puzzled.

"Move to the county?" Wang Zhong shook his head: "My father-in-law, do you think the county is more prosperous than Lanzhou?"

Li Laoshuan didn't even think about it, and replied directly: "That must be Lanzhou!"

Lanzhou is the transportation hub of the Northwest, and the capital of the neighboring province is much more prosperous than a small Haiji County.

Wang Zhongdao: "I was in the Lanzhou Military Region when I was a soldier. I didn't stay in Lanzhou and ran back to our Yongquan Village. Is it because I want to live in Haiji County?"

"Then why did you come back?" Li Laoshuan asked puzzled.

"I want to do what I can for our Yongquan Village!"

Li Laoshuan looked at Wang Zhong who was beside him with a calm face, his eyes flickered slightly, he lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking.

When I got home, Shui Hua was rolling out noodles in the kitchen. The mutton in the pot was almost stewed, and the dough was almost rolled out.

The dough is the size of a pot cover, about two millimeters thick, sprinkle with flour, fold the rolled dough, and cut into thin strips with a long knife.

"Let me do it!"

"Go and watch the fire!"

The long knife was thick and heavy, and it required some strength, so Wang Zhong hurried over and snatched the job away.

They are old couples, Shuihua didn't show any courtesy to Wang Zhong, and gave Wang Zhong the knife.

Wang Zhong's knife skills are better than Splash.

Hold the knife with both hands and push it all together, the cut noodles are very well-proportioned.

"What's going on with the meeting?" Shui Hua asked.

Wang Zhongdao: "What's the situation? Those who come back don't want to go. Uncle and Uncle Hua Shui take the lead and ask to re-apply. I'll be the only one to register. The rest will draw lots from the families who ran back, and the ones who are drawn will re-apply." past."

"If I knew this earlier, why would I run away!" Shuihua shook her head.

"Whether it's a great achievement, land reclamation, or building a house, it's all hard work. People, it's better to like ease than to work hard."

"With the help of the country, I have been suffering for a few years now, and life will definitely get better and better in the future. Why can't I understand such a simple truth?"

Shuihua sat on a small stool with iron tongs in his hand, and fiddled with the coals in the stove twice.

It's midsummer, the days are long and the nights are short, although it's almost five o'clock, the sky outside is still bright.

"Have you signed up?" Shui Hua asked.

Wang Zhong's face-to-face actions didn't stop at the slightest, "Sign up!"

"I've made up my mind too. I'll call Uncle Shui and the others to go there first. I'll take you over there after the house is built! What do you think?"

"I'll go there with you!" Shuihua shook her head, and said firmly, "Husband and wife are one, how can I let you go there alone to endure hardships."

"Besides, when you go there, you have nothing. You have to work hard during the day and cook for yourself at night. If I follow along, I can help you during the day, and help you with cooking and washing at mealtime. "

The long knife collided with the chopping board and made a slight sound. Wang Zhong was silent for a while, then shook his head and said, "It's too bitter over there!"

"I live in Diwowo. When I get up in the morning, half of my body is buried in the sand. From time to time there will be sandstorms. You wait for me to go there first and fix the house. It won't take long, at most it will take a month. When the time comes Come here again!"

Shuihua said: "I'm not afraid of suffering, I just want to stay with you!"

"I can not let it go!"

"When I marry you back, I want you to follow me to enjoy happiness, not to let you follow me to suffer."

Shuihua put down the iron tongs, walked to Wang Zhong, and said firmly, "As long as I can be with you once, no life will be bitter!"

Wang Zhong's face-to-face movements paused, and the long knife was stuck on the chopping board. Hearing Shuihua's words from the heart, how could there be no ripples in the middle of the heart lake.

But the more this is the case, the less likely it is for Wang Zhong to let the water splash follow him now.

"Okay, you just listen to me on this matter. This will be the summer harvest soon. If you and I both go, can the old man harvest the wheat in the field alone?"

"Don't worry, with your husband's ability, it's just building a house, how can it be hard to get me!"

"Alas!" Shuihua sighed, shook her head helplessly, walked to the stove, disliked the wooden pot lid, the water in the cauldron was already boiling and tumbling, making noises.

"The water is boiling! Let's go!"

The noodles are cooked very quickly. After the cut noodles are put into the pot, roll them up and down three times, and they are cooked!

After cooking, take it out, rinse it with cold water, put a spoonful of red onion, chili, and wolfberry stewed lamb ribs, sprinkle with salt flowers, if the taste is a little heavier, pour a spoonful of oily pepper, no other seasoning is needed, just rely on deliciousness The mutton soup is enough to turn the bland noodles into a rare delicacy.

Li Laoshuan was holding the sea bowl, and his whole face was almost buried in the bowl. He added spoonfuls of simmered noodles, and the sound of drinking the noodle soup was almost uninterrupted. His stomach burped.

Rural people can last three days with a full meal.

Li Laoshuan almost ate his throat, with a bulging belly, hiccupping, hands behind his back, and went out for a stroll.

After eating, Shui Hua helped Wang Zhong pack up his things.

A change of clothes, a quilt, pots and pans, toothpaste and toothbrush, towels, and most importantly food!
It was night, Shui Hua changed from her usual shyness, completely let go of her reserve, and accompanied Wang Zhong to beat mosquitoes all night.

The next morning, the seven families who went to Diaozhuang gathered at the village headquarters. Under the leadership of Ma Defu and Director Zhang, they went to the county to take a bus. It took a long time to get to Yuquanying.

But there is still a long way to go to get to the Diaozhuang place this time.

"Uncle, slow down!" Wang Zhong and others pulled the cart that Director Zhang had found, on which were the luggage of each family.

"Why don't you sit in the car for a while?"

"You bastard, who do you look down on!" At first, the old man was quite happy, but when he heard Wang Zhong's words, he immediately changed his face: "I think back then, when I was on the Long March with your grandfather, your father didn't even Do you know where it is!"

"Long March? The Long March is [-] miles, and you walked [-] miles. You were shot by Ma Jiajun in the buttocks and ran back to the village..."

Li Dayou, who was next to him, said in a strange way.

He didn't want to come to Diaozhuang, and he was the one who encouraged several Diaozhuang households in Yongquan Village to run back to the village at first, but now the old party secretary drove the ducks to the shelves, so he almost forced him to come with a knife on his neck , he can be in a good mood, that's the hell.

It's a pity that without saying a word, the cloth shoes that had been covered with mud flew towards him and hit him in the groove of the head.

The rest of the words were naturally held back.

"If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb!" The old branch secretary glared at him fiercely.

His baby Shuiwang had to send back the shoes to the old party secretary.

Wang Zhong showed a smile on his face, shook his head, and didn't continue to say anything.

It is natural for Lao Tzu to beat his son, Li Dayou wanted to beat him himself, even Wang Zhong couldn't stop him.

The people in the village have long been used to this, and they all held back their laughter, looking at Li Dayou's deflated look cheerfully. Among the group of people, only horses shouting water and laughing the most.

Li Da had an aggrieved expression on his face, but he had no choice but to vent his anger on other people, but before he could swear, the old party secretary slapped him with the sole of his shoe again.

"Father, why are you beating me again?" Li Dayou was so aggrieved and speechless.

"It was you who hit!"

"What's wrong, you still want to rebel?" The old party secretary stared with a pair of bull's eyes, Li Dayou was wronged like a little daughter-in-law, and dared not say a word.

Talking and laughing, more than 20 miles have been walked.

Looking at the boundless Gobi Desert in front of me, there is a little bit of green here and there, which is the grass that thrives among the early sand and stones.

Scattered and scattered, there are many Diao Zhuang households who are busy.

"Director Zhang, there's nothing here!" The old branch secretary suddenly understood why Li Dayou was messing with the villagers and ran back.

"The government has already dug the land for everyone in advance, one for each household. Everyone first settles down in the land and puts all their things away. Then I will show you the land allotted to you!"

Director Zhang greeted everyone with a smile on his face. Wang Zhong, the old branch secretary and Ma Huashui who came here spontaneously also responded cheerfully, but Li Dayou and the others who were forced to come here had ugly faces.

But Director Zhang doesn't care, anyway, people have already got here. After a few years, after the house is built and the land is finished, these people who don't like him now will only be grateful to him, to the government, to him in the future. nation.

They all belong to Yongquan Village, and the assigned land nests are naturally next to each other, so they can take care of each other.

Ma Huashui helped to assign Wang Zhong between the old branch secretary's house and his house, and the rest of the houses were also next to each other.

After settling down, Director Zhang led Wang Zhong and the others to see the homestead that his family had allocated, and the more than ten acres of undeveloped wasteland.

"This piece of flat sand and gravel land, when you have finished the land and the irrigation canals built by the government have arrived, then the land will be able to be watered with the Yellow River water. This area is hundreds of miles away, and it will be another piece of land in the south of the Yangtze River!" Director Zhang pointed to the flat Gobi Desert in front of him, and said longingly.

Wang nodded his head, pulled Director Zhang aside, and said, "Director Zhang, I need to ask you something!"

"If you have anything to say, just talk about it!" Director Zhang said generously: "For you poor farmers, we will help if we can, and if we can't, we will help if we can find a way!"

"Then I'll explain it clearly!" Wang Zhong pointed to the direction they came from and said, "You said that if we build a brick kiln near the place where we got off the car, let the people who come here to Diaozhuang come to work in the brick kiln, burn Bricks, the fired bricks, can be sold to them at the cost price. If the villagers have money, they can buy them directly. No need to live in a den.

As for repayment, you can sign a contract and set two deadlines. In the first deadline, they only need to repay the principal within the deadline. If the deadline is exceeded, it will be calculated according to the bank loan interest rate. The time for repaying the principal plus interest must be guaranteed. If this time is exceeded, we can discuss a solution.Do you think this method will work? "

"Open a brick kiln? Do you know how to burn bricks?" Director Zhang looked at Wang Zhong in surprise.

"It's not just about burning bricks, it's about burning tiles to see houses, this kid is a good hand!" The old party secretary stood up and supported Wang Zhong: "I said that your kid also wanted to come to Diaozhuang, so that's the idea. "

The old branch secretary was both surprised and relieved: "Director Zhang, I think this kid's proposal is good. If the villagers can build the house first, I believe that the villagers will come to Diaozhuang one by one without shouting. "

"Your son has this idea, why didn't you say it earlier, why would you have to go through such a toss!" Ma Huashui patted Wang Zhong's shoulder, although he said so, there was no complaint in his words.

Wang Zhongdao: "Uncle Shui, how dare I promise this matter! There are so many folks who come to Diaozhuang, and every family has to build a house. If the matter is not done, I will let the word out first, and I will return to you in the future." How do you behave in front of the folks!"

"Comrade Wang Zhong, please tell me, what do you think?" Director Zhang asked with a serious expression.

Wang Zhong explained: "My idea is inspired by work-for-relief."

"Building a house, preparing the land, and buying soil all require money. If you only rely on part-time jobs and don't have to work hard for a few years, how can you raise so much money? I thought, if the government can help, we can collectively In name, it is best to be led by the immigrant Diaozhuang Village, with the support of the government, to build a large brick kiln that can burn bricks or tiles, and I am willing to provide technology for free to teach the villagers how to make bricks and tiles!"

"If this matter is done, the villagers will have an extra job in the future. After the house is built and the land is cleared, the villagers will have another place to work when they are not in the field... ··”

Seeing Wang Zhong who was talking eloquently, everyone nodded repeatedly. Director Zhang was quite moved: "Comrade Wang Zhong, are you really willing to provide technology for free?"

Wang Zhong patted his chest and said: "Director Zhang, don't worry, I, Wang Zhong, still have this awareness."

"Then how do you think the government can help you?"

"First is the land, then water and soil. For water, the canal has not been repaired yet, so we can drill the well first. As for the soil..."

"You have also seen that on the Gobi Desert, there are either stones or sand, and there is no soil at all. We came all the way just now, and I have seen that there is a circle of soil around the place where we got off the car, and the car It’s all connected, water and electricity will definitely not be a problem! The kiln will definitely need coal!”

"These all need government support. As for the others, I haven't thought about them so thoroughly for a while. We can discuss them together slowly. Let's all brainstorm!"

Director Zhang nodded, and said solemnly: "I think Comrade Wang Zhong's proposal is very good. If it can really help the villagers build houses earlier, it will definitely be helpful for our immigration work. , But such a big matter cannot be decided by me alone, I need to report to the superiors, rest assured, I will do my best to fight for the superiors."

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After watching the ground, the sky slowly began to darken.

In Diwowo, everyone can only burn corn stalks for cooking.

The rice is also very simple, pimple soup, roasted potatoes.

Wang Zhong had just finished eating and was washing the dishes when the voice of the old branch secretary came from outside, and Wang Zhong hurriedly ushered him in.

The old branch secretary's buttocks are still hot, and the horse shouts for water.

"Yo! Uncle, you're here too!" Seeing the old branch secretary, Ma Ye was not surprised at all.

"Sit!" The old branch secretary held the cigarette stick, by the side of the candle, lit the cigarette by the light of the candle, took a puff, and took the lead to break the calm: "Chongbazi, tell me and shout water, What do you think about what you said during the day!"

The brightness of the dim candlelight was very low, making the backs of the two of them very long. There was also a mosquito coil burning next to it, which worked well, and basically the buzzing of mosquitoes could not be heard in the nest.

Wang Chong said: "Uncle, call Uncle Shui, didn't I already talk about it during the day!"

The old branch secretary said: "Then what if the leader refuses to agree or support? What do you think?"

Wang Zhong smiled and said: "That's not easy, if the government doesn't help, then we can do it ourselves!"

"We open brick kilns to generate income and send money to the local government, and they can still keep us out!"

"If Director Zhang can't do it, we will do it ourselves. I will pay for it, and the big guys will contribute. I will still be the same. I will sell the bricks to the villagers at the cost price, and let the villagers build the houses first."

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(End of this chapter)