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Chapter 276 Three Year Plan
After working with Wang Zhong for so many years, Ma Renli also knew that although Wang Zhong was strict, he not only did not discriminate against him, but also gave him enough respect. He would take the initiative to discuss many things with him. I understand that Wang Zhong has never had any prejudice against him like other people in the village because of his background and status.

Under the dim candlelight and the faint smell of kerosene, Ma Renli picked up the wine bottle and was about to add another bowl, but remembering what Wang Zhong said just now, the hand holding the wine bottle froze in the air again. He covered the wine bottle again, put the wine into the cabinet, and cleaned up the dishes.

Turning off the lights, lying on the burning kang, Ma Renli tossed and turned but couldn't fall asleep, his mind was in a mess, it was Qiao Yue for a while, Niu Bold for a while, and Wang Zhong for a while.

At the same time, on the other side, Lao Yang's family is staging a bitter drama.

"Father! It's been so many years, why didn't you tell me!" Yang Deng'er knelt at his father's knees, with tears streaming down his face and a look of grief.

Yang Deng'er came home reeking of alcohol, crying and asking if the old donkey had been whipped by Niu San to become a eunuch.

The old donkey was dumbfounded by Yang Denger's direct questioning, and even Yang's mother was shocked. The old donkey's face flushed with embarrassment at first, and the blood came to his brain, and then his face turned from red to blue, and he clenched his teeth. The veins bulged, turned on the kang and lay on the kang with his back on his back, no matter how Yang Denger asked, he just didn't say a word.

How humiliating it is to admit that you are no longer a man in front of your own daughter. The old donkey is always trying to save face, so how could he do it.

Yang Deng'er was not stupid, seeing his father's reaction like this, why couldn't he figure it out, the tears in his eyes immediately flowed out like spring water unstoppably.

Thinking of myself all these years, Feishang was in a hurry to marry Niu Bold, to be the daughter-in-law of the man who turned his father into a eunuch, time and time again to sprinkle salt on his father's wound and stab a knife in his heart.

Speaking of the past, Mother Yang was also full of grievances and depression. Not being able to give birth to a son for the old Yang family to carry on the family line was a regret in her life. She obviously had a husband, but she was a widow for most of her life. Who knows?
The only daughter who was born fell in love with Niu Sanbian's son Niu Daudao, and if he didn't want to marry, Yang's mother could only swallow the broken tooth, holding all the grievances and depression in her heart.

Looking at the silent father who turned his back, looking at the mother who kept wiping away tears, thinking of Wang Zhong's words that pierced his heart, and thinking of his self-willedness these years, Yang Deng'er felt ashamed and regretful .

"Deng'er, don't blame your father, your father is suffering in his heart!" Mother Yang held her daughter's hand, shedding tears and expressing emotion at the same time.

"Mom! Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

"It's me who is a daughter, I'm sorry..." Yang Deng'er burst into tears.

The mother and daughter hugged each other, weeping into a ball, the old donkey was lying with his back facing the two, the grief in his heart was aroused again, and the corners of his eyes were not moist.

No one knew what happened to the old Yang's family that night. After that night, Yang Deng'er seemed to be a different person. She always seemed to have something in her heart, and there seemed to be a melancholy that could not fade away between her brows.

Besides, Qiao Yue married Niu Daudao, the president of No. [-] Society. As the saying goes, marry a chicken and follow a dog, and marry a dog like a dog. Naturally, she is no longer a member of No. [-] Society.

Wang Zhong didn't care, he just hoped that the half a year in the second group could really change Qiao Yue!
Wang Wanchun was transferred to Maixiangling District as the deputy head of the district, and officially assumed the post, responsible for the production work. Wang Zhong also officially took over as the village party secretary of Maixiang Village, and Ma Renlian took over as the village head.

Although he became the village party secretary, Wang Zhong was still the same as before. During the slack season, he would carry a bow and arrow into the mountains to hunt. in charge.

Day by day, the weather is getting colder and colder. The two brothers Wang Ziping and Wang Zi'an also look different day by day, and they gradually grow longer day by day, becoming more and more cute.

Mrs. Jinhua and Han Chunmei rushed to Wang Zhong's house to find Jiang Hongguo to tease Ziping and Zi'an brothers.

I don't know whether Jiang Hongguo's milk is sufficient or Wang Zhong's genes are good. Although the two brothers were not as big as the singleton when they were born, their growth rate was not slower than the singleton. They raised their heads in two months and turned over in three months. Moon can sit.

On the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, two brothers in their early seven months were put on the kang. Wang Zhong and Jiang Hongguo sat at the kang table making dumplings, but they didn’t want to wrap them. Climbed over with the couple.

Seeing this, the eldest son Ping seemed not to be outdone by his younger brother, and he also got up. Jiang Hongguo was very happy. If his hands were not full of flour, he would have embraced the two sons and kissed them well.

The brothers crawled for a while and then lay down again.

Wang Zhong smiled and said to Jiang Hongguo: "In the future, don't just feed them milk, make some porridge, vegetable juice and feed them."

"Is it too early?" Jiang Hongguo hesitated.

"It's already seven months old, it's not too early. Children who are usually six months old can start feeding thin food. It's fine to make it softer and thicker."

Regarding her husband, Jiang Hongguo never questioned her, she just nodded and said, "Then I'll try making some porridge for them at noon."

The couple made hundreds of dumplings, and put them in a dustpan with gauze underneath. There is no refrigerator at the moment, and there is no need for a refrigerator. They just put them in the yard for a night in the cold wind, and the dumplings froze.

Time passed day by day, and the two children climbed more and more quickly. Wang Zhong added a movable fence on the edge of the kang. If Jiang Hongguo was busy, he would erect the fence and let the two brothers climb on the kang.

From winter to spring, the two brothers grew up day by day. When Zian was ten months old, he had already staggered to stand up by himself, and the crops in the field were growing very gratifyingly.

It is another summer harvest season, and Maixiang Village once again ushered in a bumper harvest. Thanks to the concerted efforts in planting and fertilization, and abundant water resources for irrigation, the yield per mu in the village has basically exceeded two hundred catties.

Taking advantage of this bumper harvest, Wang Zhong, the village party secretary, after discussing with Ma Renlian, called all the villagers to the village committee. The presidents of several elementary clubs gathered around the square table, and other villagers sat or stood around the side.

Ma Renli took a pen and manuscript paper, ready to record.

"I called everyone here today because I have a few things I want to discuss with you." As the village party secretary, Wang Zhong spoke first.

"It has been six years since we divided the land into households in 48. The land reform work in our village has basically been completed. These days, God has given us a favor. The seven cooperatives in Maixiang Village are basically all The harvest is bumper, and the output is gradually increasing, and everyone's life is getting more and more prosperous."

"It's all thanks to you, Brother Big Insect!"

"Exactly! Thanks to Brother Big Chong who took us to build water trucks, dig canals, and taught us how to farm scientifically. Otherwise, how could we harvest so much grain!"

"Correct!"

The villagers are in high spirits.

"Brother Big Chong, if you have anything to say, just say it, we will all listen to you!"

"Yes, we all listen to Brother Big Chong!"

Wang Zhong showed a smile on his face, and said: "Since the big guys are willing to believe me, then I won't beat around the bush and tell everyone straight."

Wang Zhong straightened his throat, and said loudly: "Today, the big guy is called here, there are two main things, let's talk about the first one first."

"In recent years, the planting of peanuts and soybeans in our village has gradually become large-scale, and the method of combining intercropping and crop rotation has also increased a lot of production. Let's not talk about those far away, let's just talk about our Maixiangling area. Now basically Every village in the world is planted according to our method, and the annual output is also quite a lot."

"Although the big guys can basically eat enough, most of them eat coarse grains, stick noodles, steamed buns, yellow buns, dumplings during the Chinese New Year, and white flour steamed buns during festivals. Don't you want to eat white flour steamed buns? Do you eat meat and egg dumplings twice in three days?"

"Of course I did!"

"Who doesn't want to eat meat and egg dumplings!"

"I still want to eat seventy or eighty meat and egg dumplings in one meal!"

"You can't eat enough, you still have seventy or eighty meat and egg dumplings, when have you ever been full!"

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After everyone said something to me, Wang Zhong raised his hand, and everyone stopped talking. Wang Zhong continued: "We don't lack water now, and our planting methods are more advanced and scientific than before, but the increase in yield is limited. Farmers, is there any way to increase production?"

"Brother Big Chong, you can't do anything, what can we do!"

"Yes."

Wang Zhongdao: "We all work hard in the same way, serving the crops just like serving our own parents. In this case, if we want to increase the yield, we need to pay attention to water, fertilizer, plant density, planting methods, and seeds. Work hard on all fronts."

"There is no shortage of water, and the planting method and plant density have also been improved. If you want to increase the yield, it is nothing more than working hard on fertilizers and seeds."

"No matter how hard you work on the fertilizer, you can't still go to the county to dig out the cesspit!" Zhao Youtian said.

Niu boldly said: "The cesspit in the county is owned by the owner, even if we want to dig it out, they won't dig it out for us!"

But when Niu boldly said this, he was a little guilty. In the winter of [-], the mutual aid group had not yet been changed into a cooperative. He took a hard meal and hung up.

"Then we can only work on the seeds!" Second Grandpa Niu Zhonggui said.

"But where can we get better seeds?" It was Niu Youshui, the president of the Fifth Society, who spoke.

Everyone shook their heads.

Wang Zhong looked at Ma Renli: "Ma Renli, you went to the Agricultural College in Beiping, do you know how to breed fine seeds?"

"I don't know!" Ma Renli shook his head and said, "Cultivating fine seeds is a high-tech, and it can't be done just by reading a few books. It can only be compared with the painstaking experiments of the day, although I have been a librarian and read a lot of books, but I only know a little about this aspect."

Wang Zhong knocked on the table and said: "Ma Renli is a person who has gone to college. I believe what he said, but cultivating fine seeds requires technology and time. None of us knows when the good seeds that can be really popularized will be bred. , maybe three years, maybe five years, maybe ten years, it’s not certain.”

"It is too difficult to increase production on the current basis!"

"But right now, I have an idea. We can't increase the production of food, so can we make the food from the field more valuable?"

"Make food more valuable?" Everyone was puzzled.

Niu boldly looked at Wang Zhong: "Big bug, we can't do that illegal activity."

"Bold brother, what are you talking about!" Wang Zhong said, "I mean we don't sell grain directly."

"Not selling grain directly?" Everyone was dumbfounded by Wang Zhong's words, mainly because their fixed thinking had not changed.

On the contrary, Niu Bold, his eyes lit up, looked at Wang Zhong curiously, and asked with some expectation: "What good idea do you have?"

Wang Zhong smiled and said: "Let's not talk about anything else, just say that our fields produce so many soybeans and peanuts every year, can we sell them at a higher price if we just sell them directly?"

Everyone shook their heads one after another. They were all farmers, so they naturally knew the price of grain every year.

"But if we can have an oil extraction workshop in Maixiang Village, we can use the peanuts and soybeans harvested in the field to extract oil, and then sell the squeezed oil, will it be better than selling soybeans and peanuts directly?" Is it a good deal?"

"A catty of oil costs seven or eight cents. If we can extract oil, it will definitely be more cost-effective than selling peanuts and soybeans directly!" Niu boldly said.

Zhao Youtian retorted: "But the key is that we don't know how to extract oil!"

The villagers also started discussing in a hurry.

"Brother Big Chong said so, there must be a way." Three Monkeys blurted out without thinking, trusting Wang Zhong immensely.

Everyone looked at Wang Zhong one after another, with anticipation in their eyes.

Niu boldly said: "Big worm, do you know how to extract oil?"

"When I was young, I worked with my master in an oil-pressing workshop in my hometown."

Wang Zhongdao: "In fact, there are already oil-extracting machines in foreign countries, and the oil-extracting rate is higher when the machine is driven by electricity. machine.

The method handed down by our ancestors to extract oil, although it is a bit primitive, and the oil yield cannot keep up with the oil press, but it is not difficult to realize. "

"You really know how to squeeze oil?" Niu stood up boldly and excitedly, his eyes were like copper bells, and his face was shocked.

"Brother Wang Zhong, is this a joke?" Niu Boldly even changed his address to Wang Zhong.

"When did I, Wang Zhong, joke with everyone about this kind of thing?" Wang Zhong looked at everyone and said loudly.

Lao Ganbang said: "Da Chong can even make such difficult things as waterwheels and threshers. It's so strange that he can make oil-extracting equipment."

After hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement.

Wang Zhongdao: "My idea is that this oil press workshop will be opened in the name of our village collective. After it is completed, each of our communes will send out a young and strong one to enter the oil press workshop. When the farming season is busy, I will teach them how to extract oil. Of course, we can’t work in vain. We will discuss the specific treatment after the oil extraction workshop is really built.

And besides extracting oil for ourselves, we can also extract oil for folks from all over the world. Everyone grows soybeans and peanuts, can they be used for oil extraction? Of course, our oil extraction workshop also needs to operate Yes, we will charge some equipment use and maintenance costs and labor costs, whether you give money, it can be converted into grain, or directly converted into oil.

The income of the workshop is all owned by the collective, and part of it can be used to pay the oil-pressing folks. If the profit is high and the surplus is relatively large, at the end of the year, the money can be used to give benefits to the big guys. "

"If we can squeeze the oil ourselves, it's not much more cost-effective than going to a supply and marketing cooperative to buy oil."

"Brother Big Chong, I support you!" The three monkeys immediately expressed their opinion.

"Yes! Brother Big Chong, we also support you!" The first to express their views were some young people in the village.

"Big worm, are you really sure?" Second Grandfather looked at Wang Zhong and asked again.

Wang Zhong took out a few blueprints and handed them to the second grandfather: "This is the design drawing of the oil press, second grandfather, please take a look first, and I will explain the principle of the oil press to everyone later."

"Just tell me directly!" Second Grandpa didn't take the blueprint, but asked Wang Zhong to explain it to everyone.

"That's good!" Wang Zhong said: "Then I'll tell you guys first. To extract oil, soybeans or peanuts must first be fried, dried, and then crushed..."

Wang Zhong eloquently broke down the principles and steps of oil extraction and explained them to everyone step by step.

Although the villagers didn't understand the principle, they could understand Wang Zhong's detailed explanation. After some explanations, everyone was already full of confidence in Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong took advantage of the situation and asked everyone to show their hands to vote, and as expected, it passed unanimously.

"Since this is the case, after this summer planting is over, President Niu, you and Renlian will be responsible for leading people into the mountains to log, and Ma Renli and I will survey the terrain, choose a suitable location, and use our water conservancy projects. .”

"No problem!" Niu boldly responded.

"Da Chong, didn't you just say that there are two things, the first one, what is the second one?" It was Zhao Youtian, the president of the Sanshe who spoke.

Wang Zhongdao: "The second thing is about the preparation of the collective grain depot in Maixiang Village."

"Preparing to build a grain depot?" Niu boldly asked suspiciously: "Didn't the big warehouse in Ma's house already exist! What kind of grain depot should we build?"

Wang Zhong smiled and said: "As farmers, food and land are our lifeblood. Now that we have land, we don't lack food."

"But there is an old saying that is good, be prepared for danger when you are safe. Now our life is indeed much better than before, and the big guys can often eat fine grains, but what will happen next year or the year after, who is the big guy? Can you know?"

"Let's not talk about the distance, let's just talk about [-] years. There were a few light snowfalls throughout the winter that year. After the spring of the next year, the sky has been dry. If we hadn't set up waterwheels, After the canal is dug, can the wheat seedlings in the field grow so well?"

"That can't be specified!" Niu Bold is an honest person.

"In the past few years, the weather has been smooth and the harvest has been bumper every year. Everyone's life has been easier, but what will happen in the next few years, who can say for sure?"

"What if it's dry? What if it's flooded?"

Wang Zhong sighed and said: "Everyone knows that I am not a native of Maixiang Village, but escaped from the famine, and my daughter-in-law also escaped from the famine. If there is no reason, why did my wife and I flee the famine?"

"There must be a disaster at home, and I can't survive!" The one who was talking was hungry.

Wang Zhongdao: "It's true that you can't eat enough! It's because my daughter-in-law and I suffered a disaster in our hometown, and we couldn't survive at home. All the bark, grass roots, and leaves were dug up, and there was nothing left to eat. If we stay at home, we can only starve to death, and we have no choice but to go out to flee famine and beg for food, just to find a way to survive."

"This God's face, but we can't help it at all. It's changing at will. If there is a big flood or a continuous drought, the grain production in the field will be reduced, or even no harvest. The grain stored at home will be eaten up. , what should we do, big guy? Shall we also go out to flee famine and beg for food?"

Wang Zhong's words directly silenced everyone.

"Brother Big Chong, just tell us what to do, we all listen to you!" The three monkeys were the first group of people who followed Wang Zhong and tasted the sweetness.

Now in the entire Maixiang Village, only a few members of the Second Society are living the most prosperous life. Even Niu Dadar, who has always been known for his ability and has a high prestige in the village, can't keep up with them.

Don't talk about Wang Zhong and Lao Ganbang and the others, but just talk about Mrs. Jinhua. Mrs. Jinhua is a widow. Although she has joined the cooperative, she is only a widow after all. Life is extremely prosperous, there are so many men in the village who are in their prime, and I have never seen a better life than Mrs. Jinhua.

"Three Monkeys are right, Brother Big Chong, you are the party secretary in the village, and we all listen to you."

"I have discussed with Renlian whether we can use the name of our village collective to build a grain depot to store public grain. We will start from the next summer harvest. Every autumn harvest, the presidents of each commune will come forward. Each household handed over 5% of the corn, soybeans, and peanuts produced, of which the corn was stored as a grain reserve, and the peanuts and soybeans were used to extract oil, and the oil was exchanged for the corn, which was stored in our public treasury.”

"These grains still belong to the big guys. Every three years, we replace the expired grains with new grains, and then return the old grains to everyone."

"Then what are we going to do all this effort? Why don't we just let each family store up their own food!" The voice that came out suddenly was in a low voice.

"It's all saved anyway, isn't it the same for us to keep it for ourselves!" Hungry echoed.

"Yes!" Everyone was puzzled.

Ma Renli shook his head and said, "This is not the same."

"What's the difference!" Xiao Zhuang said sharply.

"The way here is very different." Wang Zhong said: "The public grain we hand over every year, the low-priced grain we sell, some of it goes to the army, some goes to the market, and some goes to the national grain depot. Even the little devils have been beaten away, and the life of the common people is getting better day by day, but why does the country still have so many grain stocks?"

"Of course it's to prevent a famine!" Niu boldly said.

"That's right, even the country has to build grain depots to prevent famines. We are responding to the country's policy."

"If we really encounter a famine, we can also have a way out!"

"Isn't there still a government!" Xiao Zhuan's voice came again, but the words were whispered instead of said out loud.

"Let me tell you something!" The second grandfather Niu Zhonggui put his hands on the table, glanced at everyone, and said in a confident voice: "I, an old bone, have lived for more than 60 years. Although I haven't seen any big things in the world, my age Putting it here, although our Maixiang Village is close to the Maixiang River, it is not that there has been a famine.

I remember when I was young, there was a severe drought one year, and even the Maixiang River dried up, and the crops in the field were all sunburned to death. Some families with better conditions could barely make a living, but those with poorer conditions, then We can only sell the fields and land. "

Wang nodded and added: "Well, let's vote with a show of hands. If you agree to build a grain depot, please raise your hand."

Wang Zhong raised his hand first, and several members of the Second Society responded one after another. Niu Bold and Ma Renlian followed closely behind. The Second Grandpa raised his right hand without haste, and the villagers also raised their hands one after another. Three-thirds of the villagers agreed without much hesitation, and the rest, seeing everyone raised their hands, followed suit after hesitating for a while.

"Since this is the case, this matter is settled like this!"

"Let's just take care of this. It's called Maixiang Village's next three-year development plan! As for the specific plan and regulations, Renlian will write them up in a notice and post them later. At that time, the president of Jiji will have to work harder. After the rush for planting is over, we will This is the beginning of the implementation of our Maixiang Village development plan for the next three years."

"no problem!"

"Maixiang Village's development plan for the next three years, it will make sense as soon as you hear it."

The villagers showed strange expressions one after another, and they all looked forward to it.

"By the way, through this meeting, I am announcing an appointment." Wang Zhong looked at Ma Renli standing in the crowd, and shouted, "Ma Renli."

"Here!" Ma Renli raised his hands and walked forward with a smile on his face.

"When we build oil mills and grain depots, we need statistical data and settle accounts."

"Comrade Ma Renli is the only person in our Maixiang Village who has gone to college, and he is still a teacher in the village school. I discussed with Renlian. Since he has performed well these years, let him do the accounting job concurrently. Everyone Let’s supervise together, and if he doesn’t do well, we’ll replace him.”

"Ma Renli, how are you doing? Are you confident?"

Ma Renli smiled and said: "Since the big guys are willing to believe me, then I'll do it."

"What do you mean, do it and watch it, if you want to do it, do it well!"

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(End of this chapter)