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Chapter 286 Preparation
With Yang Deng'er under his control, Ma Renli's broken mouth did not cause any more trouble.

That General Chang also came over, brought a lot of things, took Ma Renli's hand to express his sincere thanks, and gave Ma Renli a medal.

Immediately, Ma Renli changed from a disciple of a landlord to a hero who had contributed to the War of Resistance. The county and the commune immediately paid more attention to Ma Renli. Ma Renli ate and drank, chatted for a long time, and said a lot of encouragement and praise.

The villagers' attitude towards Ma Renli has also changed. In the past, although Wang Zhong and Ma Renli's attitude towards Ma Renli had improved a lot because of their advice to the village, there was still a lot of prejudice because of Ma Renli's background.

Now that General Chang has suffered like this, Ma Renli has suddenly changed from a bad background to a hero of the War of Resistance and saving the country, and his interest is completely different.

Fortunately, after so many years and so many things, Ma Renli is no longer the college student who just came back from Beiping.

Hiding minions and enduring them is like a tiger lying on a barren hill.

Putting away the edges and corners, becoming a little more tactful and shrewd, seeing more and talking less, and Yang Denger always reminding him, Ma Renli's life is getting better.

Ma Renli's life was easier, but God didn't give him much favor. There wasn't much rain in the whole summer.

During the autumn harvest, the crops in the fields were invariably reduced, and a large part of the vegetables and vegetables among the villagers were sun-dried and withered. Fortunately, there was water in the rivers and weir ponds, and they were watered from time to time, but a lot of them were preserved. .

In front of the warehouse, Wang Zhong led the crowd to weigh the received peanuts, soybeans, and corn one by one. While Ma Renli was recording, Wang Zhong also memorized the numbers in his heart. When the last bag of soybeans was weighed, Wang Zhong couldn't help saying Feeling: "This is not a good sign!"

"The production of peanuts and soybeans has been reduced by nearly [-]%, and that of corn has been reduced by nearly [-]%. Only the production of sweet potatoes is slightly higher, with a reduction of about [-]%." Listening to the figures calculated by Ma Renli, the hearts of the villagers are also a little heavy.

Since Wang Zhong became the party secretary, it was the first time that production had been reduced.

Ma Renlian couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "There is too little rain this year. Although there is river water for irrigation, it is still a drop in the bucket."

The total output has decreased, and the work points of the villagers are naturally not as valuable as in previous years, and the things sent to their hands are naturally less than in previous years, but the villagers are still relatively simple, knowing that this matter is God's fault, and everyone I pinched my nose and admitted.

After the rations were distributed, Wang Zhong and the others gathered at the team headquarters for a meeting.

Wang Zhong was still the first to speak: "Renli, tell me the results of your observations during this period of time!"

Ma Renli said: "According to my observation, there won't be any snow in our Maixiangling area this winter, and there is a great possibility of drought in the next spring."

"Is there really going to be a drought next year?" Niu Bold was the first one who couldn't sit still.

Ma Renli said: "I can only say that the possibility is very high!"

"Renlian, is there any news from the meteorological station?" Wang Zhong asked.

Ma Renlian shook his head: "Not yet, but according to Secretary Wang, it seems that the meteorological station is not sure."

"Since we are not sure, it is useless to say more. We still have to plant." Although we know that there will be a drought next year, and it will last for several years, but just tell the villagers, even if Wang Zhong's prestige No matter how high it is, it is difficult to convince everyone.

"Whether there is a drought or not, we can always make more preparations."

"What preparations?" Everyone looked at Wang Zhong curiously.

Wang Zhong glanced at the crowd angrily: "Prepare as much as you want, get more buckwheat seeds for preparation, there is still water in the river now, if you change the water channel, you can still pump up a lot, let's think of ways to do more Save some water, say hello to the folks in advance, and ask everyone to tighten their belts. Don't live such a luxurious life. With food in hand, we are not afraid even if there is a drought.

Especially now that Chinese New Year is approaching, let me tell everyone earlier, so that everyone can be mentally prepared earlier. "

"Buckwheat seeds are easy to talk about, but how do we store water?" Ma Renli asked.

"Do you have any good suggestions?" Wang Zhong asked.

Everyone bowed their heads in thought.

"How many weir ponds should we dig?" Zhao Youtian suggested.

Ma Renli said: "It's meaningless. The reservoir in the upper reaches of the Maixiang River is almost finished. If the drought really reaches the point where the reservoir is dry, no matter how many weir ponds we dig, it won't work."

Yes, although the reservoir just built upstream has not been completed, it can store a lot of water. Due to the construction of the reservoir, the current flow of the Maixiang River flowing through the Maixiang Brigade is much smaller than before. Fortunately, the irrigation project was started at the beginning Wang Zhong and Ma Renli thought about this in advance. The location of the waterwheel was found out after careful selection. It can still flow into the ground.

Niu boldly said: "Then what should we do? Let's dig a few more big wells?"

Wang nodded emphatically: "Drilling wells is fine. Drilling wells is already on the agenda, but it is useless to dig too many wells. There is only so much groundwater. There is not much difference between two wells and three wells."

"Then what else can we do?"

"Hey!" Ma Renli said, "I heard that there are many water-deficient places in central China in the northwest, and water cellars will be built to store water. In those places, there is not much rain all year round, and there are not many underground water resources, so we can only use water cellars. To collect rainwater, I heard that the storage effect is very good, even in the dog days, the amount of evaporation loss is very small."

"Your idea coincides with me!" Wang Zhong said: "Nowadays our water truck can still pump water, and the water in the weir pond is also full. If we build a few water cellars, the Maixiang River The river water is stored in the water cellar, and if there is a drought, the crops in the field will not be watered at all."

Niu boldly said: "Didn't the commune say to build irrigation canals! Directly lead the water in the reservoir to our fields?"

Ma Renli said: "Our commune has dozens of brigades and tens of thousands of acres of land. In normal times, there must be enough water in the reservoir, but if there is a drought, it's hard to say! Moreover, the irrigation canal will not be repaired in a short time. of."

"Actually speaking, we still have to rely on ourselves." Wang Zhong said: "If you want me to say, this water cellar still needs to be repaired. If it really gets dry, this water cellar can save a lot of crops, and even if there is no If there is a drought, we can turn the water cellar into a fish pond in the future to raise fish."

"Changing the water cellar into a fish pond?" As soon as Wang Zhong said this, everyone looked at him in surprise.

"Don't we have a lot of depressions in our team! The water cellar we built is just to store water for crops, and it's not for us to drink it ourselves, so don't be too particular about it."

"Our ancestors only knew how to watch the sky and eat, and didn't know how to prepare in advance, so their lives were so hard. Whenever there was a famine, they would sell their sons, daughters, fields and land. Now it is a new society. Ours Ideas have to change accordingly, which is called planning for a rainy day.”

"It's better to make some preparations!" Niu Bold also nodded in agreement, "Even if there is a drought, we can still have a way out."

"Then shall we still press oil this year?" Zhao Youtian asked.

Everyone also looked at Wang Zhong.

"Squeeze! Why not squeeze!" Wang Zhong said: "The leftover oil left over from the oil press can fill the stomach, and the squeezed oil can be exchanged for grain. No matter how we say it, we are not losing money."

The matter of the water cellar and oil extraction was settled in this way, but the time was postponed until after the autumn sowing, but at this busy time of farming, Zhang Defu, the deputy county in charge of production in the county, suddenly asked the whole county to hold a poetry competition , and it is the kind that must be done.

The arms can't hold the thighs, so there is no way to do it, so the next one can only follow suit.

It's just that the good autumn sowing was delayed for another two days, and the villagers complained quite a bit. Fortunately, this time Ma Renli was forced to take sick leave and stayed at home, but nothing happened.

In the cafeteria, Wang Zhong, Ma Renlian and Niu Bold accompanied Zhang Defu and Wang Wanchun to eat.

The staple food is tortillas, and the dishes are simple, one scrambled egg and two vegetarian dishes.

The disgust on Zhang Defu's face was undisguised, and even Wang Wanchun was a little embarrassed, he glanced at Wang Zhong angrily, his eyes seemed to say: Let your kid do something casually, you can't be so casual.

Wang Zhong cupped his hands and said apologetically: "Zhangxian~, Secretary Wang, this year's situation is not good, and the grain production in the field has been severely reduced. You two forgive me! I will have a meal!"

If Zhou Yihu came, Wang Zhong would not say anything, the folks would be willing to put big fish and meat on the table, but what is he, Zhang Defu, he doesn't do any serious business, and he is a moth who spends all day doing those vain people, not nutritious Not to mention, but also blindly delay time and production.

Wang Wanchun took a look at Wang Zhong, and hurriedly explained to Zhang Defu: "Zhangxian~, the weather is hot this year, and it hasn't rained much. The young and strong in the brigade basically went to support the construction of the reservoir. None of the brigades in our commune If production is not reduced, the loss is not insignificant!"

Wang Wanchun took advantage of the trend and sold out a lot.

"Really?" Zhang Defu was a little eccentric, with a slightly weird smile on his face, he turned his head and glanced at Wang Zhong: "However, I heard that the oil-pressing workshop of the Maixiang Brigade is quite famous. The company provided a lot of oil."

"The oil provided to the supply and marketing cooperatives is from dozens of brigades in our commune. It is for the convenience of the villagers, and also to facilitate the purchase of the supply and marketing cooperatives, reducing labor costs and time costs. Our brigade discussed with the supply and marketing cooperatives. Each brigade The squeezed oil is stored in the warehouse of our brigade's oil workshop first, and the buyers of the supply and marketing cooperatives come to our brigade regularly to take away the oil. Other brigades only need to send individuals to our brigade to settle accounts on a regular basis, no need to specialize Arrangers push the oil to the supply and marketing cooperatives in the county to increase costs, and our brigade collects a nominal wage and firewood money."

"So that's what happened!" Zhang Defu nodded pretendingly. In fact, he had already figured out what was going on here, but he was just looking for an excuse to make trouble.

"Although the food is a little crude, but the wine is enough!" Wang Zhong said, picking up the bottle of Baigan and filling it up for the two of them.

After drinking a few cups, Wang Zhong took the opportunity to ask: "Major Zhang, recently I read in the newspaper that the drought in the Northeast and Hebei is very serious, and we are in this situation again this year. Has the weather station explained what will happen next year?" scene?"

It's a pity that Zhang Defu is not a practical person, so he doesn't pay attention to these things at all. From his mouth, there is no way to ask anything useful.

"Bah! What!"

Seeing Zhang Defu and Wang Wanchun disappearing in the jeep gradually, Niu boldly spat on the ground, gritted his teeth and scolded: "I know how to do these stupid things all day long. Since he came to power, the county I never lived in peace."

Wang Zhong said: "That's enough! Say a few words less, you won't be able to hold back."

Ma Renlian next to him also said: "Be careful that misfortune comes out of your mouth."

"I'm not stupid!" Niu boldly stared at the bull's eyes, with a look of displeasure on his face: "I just can't understand that guy, a bum, who climbed up because of his eloquence, didn't do a serious job, and knew he was blind every day. Toss, Qiu Bo is too busy to deal with these vain things."

"Even Secretary Zhou can't do anything about him, we can't afford to offend him!" Wang Zhong sighed deeply, shook his head and turned away.

Ma Renlian looked at Niu boldly and said: "Boldly, what the tiger said is right, let's just plant our land well, don't think about what's available."

After tossing for a long time, the villagers continued to go to the field in the afternoon, busy with autumn sowing.

Time passed day by day, and the end of the new year was approaching in a blink of an eye. The bitter north wind swept across the entire land of Qilu, and the Maixiangling area naturally could not escape.

Since the end of summer last year, there hasn't been a single drop of rain in Maixiangling.

At the west end of the village, Ma Renli's house, Wang Zhong and Ma Renli sat outside the kang and played chess, Jiang Hongguo and Yang Deng'er were knitting sweaters inside, and Ziping and Zi'an brothers squatted in the Ma Commune, which was still in its infancy, and they followed It's like a new continent, I can't get enough of it.

"I heard Mrs. Jinhua say that Ziping and Zi'an of your family were obedient when they were young. They never cried or made noises at night, unlike my family, which never stops crying and making noises at night." Yang Deng'er and Jiang The red fruit is pouring bitter water.

Jiang Hongguo said: "The two of them really didn't cry much at night when they were young. They were fed every night before going to bed, and they could sleep until the next morning."

"If you have any tricks, teach me too!" Yang Deng'er looked at Jiang Hongguo expectantly.

"I don't have any tricks!" Jiang Hongguo said: "Try to let them sleep as little as possible during the day, and they will naturally sleep more at night."

"You see that he is going to sleep, just hold your hands like this, stroke from top to bottom near the creaking nest, stroke it a few times, tease and tease the baby more, make the baby laugh, and the baby will naturally not sleep."

Seeing Jiang Hongguo talking and gesticulating, Yang Denger nodded as if realizing something.

"General!" With an afterthought, Wang Zhong had a smile on his face: "Teaching children is a subject of knowledge, and it can't be explained clearly in a few sentences!"

Ma Renli was completely at a loss, and hurriedly put the chess piece in his hand in front of Wang Zhong, and continued to greet: "Come again."

"It's the same for as many games as you want!" Wang Zhong said with a smile, "With your chess skills, you can bully Niu Bold!"

Ma Renli was not convinced anymore: "I don't believe it anymore."

Wang Zhong smiled and said: "However, your spirit of persevering and fighting repeatedly is good."

The two re-arranged the plate and started fighting again.

Yang Deng'er and Jiang Hongguo who were beside him laughed at the same time. Ma Renli had fought and failed repeatedly.

Wang Zhong wanted to ask him to marry him, but Ma Renli refused to do it himself.

Yang Deng'er suddenly said: "By the way, Da Chong, the medicine you prepared for my father is really good. My father's health has improved a lot recently!"

Wang Zhong kept his eyes on the chessboard: "It's just treating the symptoms, not the root cause. If your father's asthma stops smoking, he will never have a chance to recover in this life."

"Hey!" Yang Deng'er sighed: "But my father won't listen! With his donkey temper, my mother can't hold him back."

"If you want me to tell you, you can just quietly sell Dad's cigarettes, so that he won't worry about it!" Ma Renli then came up with an idea.

Yang Deng'er was taken aback: "But what if my father starts a fight?"

Ma Renli said: "Then do you think it's more important to make dad happy for a while, or dad's body!"

Wang Zhong raised his eyes and smiled, and said: "Cut first and play later, draw from the bottom of the pot, you kid has a lot of ideas."

"Is there any other way to deal with her father's stubborn temper, instead of beheading first and playing later?" Ma Renli said.

"Although it's a bit extreme, it's a good idea! But it's not good enough." Wang Zhong said, "Deng'er's father's donkey temper is well known in our brigade. , it is best to let Denger hold your commune and cry in front of your old father-in-law, as well as your mother-in-law, grandparents and grandchildren, three pear blossoms with rain, begging, he is the golden cudgel of Sun Dasheng, and he has to become a finger-wrapping stick. soft."

"That's right!" Ma Renli slapped his thigh, "Why didn't I think of this trick."

"The authorities are obsessed!" Wang Zhong sighed, and shot Ma Renli's horse with a cannon.

"Hey hey!" Ma Renli immediately expressed regret, "I was distracted just now."

"No regrets!" Wang Zhong didn't give in.

"Success!" Ma Renli waved his hand.

Eyeballs rolled around, Ma Renli came up with an idea, suddenly changed his voice and said: "By the way, judging from the current situation, the drought will definitely not be relieved after the beginning of spring. What are your plans?"

With Ma Renli's careful thinking, how could he hide it from Wang Zhong: "What else can I do, let's take a step and see!"

"If there is a drought, we have nothing to do. We can do whatever we need to do then."

Ma Renli said: "That's right. Now the water cellar has been dug, and a lot of buckwheat seeds have been stored in the warehouse. If there is a drought, we can plant some buckwheat for subsidies."

The Meteorological Observatory also gave the news that after the beginning of spring, there must be a drought. Most of the whole Maixiang Brigade has a hard time this year. In previous years, the villagers were willing to buy some meat to eat. This year, they even ate less white flour steamed buns.

Although he was reluctant to buy meat, it was time for the pigs raised by the team to be slaughtered.

Although Wang Zhong has never worked as a butcher, he has experienced so many dungeon worlds, and his ability to kill pigs and cut meat is no worse than those old butchers who have been there for many years. Even Wang Zhong's physical fitness and control are far beyond ordinary people. Under the strength, there is still more than that.

Of the [-] pigs raised in the village, except for the breeding pigs, none of the other meat pigs were kept. They were all prepared to be killed, and none were kept.

Nearly 200 people, young and old, all gathered in the cafeteria to boil water, chop firewood, and twenty pigs weighing nearly [-] kilograms were tied hands and feet to fir trees as thick as arms.

Wang Zhong and Niu Er, another butcher in the village, had already sharpened their knives for slaughtering pigs.

Twenty pigs, ten for each person, a butcher's knife about a foot long pierced through the neck, and the hot pig blood immediately flowed down the butcher's knife into the bucket under the table like a spring.

After the blood was drained, they carried it to the side, poured hot water on the leg hairs, and used kitchen knives and spatulas. Everyone worked together, and within an hour, twenty pigs were shaved clean.

Immediately after that, it was time to divide the pigs, and it was time to really show off his skills. Although Wang Zhong's sword skills were not to the point where Pao Ding could kill a cow, he was much more proficient than Niu Er.

Of the twenty pigs, only two were kept in the village for their own food. For the remaining eighteen pigs, after the heads and offal were removed, the remaining meat would be pulled away by the buyers of the supply and marketing cooperative who had been waiting for a long time.

There is no way, pork is a material purchased and sold by the central government. Naturally, the price purchased by the supply and marketing cooperative cannot keep up with the price it sells itself, but it is better than there is no risk.

If you take the internal organs and pig's head directly, the speed is still very fast. It only takes more than an hour to get everything done.

Seeing Niu boldly leading a group of young and strong to put the fanned pork on the tractor of the supply and marketing cooperative on the stage, the villagers stared straight at each other, their eyes were full of distress, and some dolls even kept swallowing their saliva .

The remaining two pig heads and a dry pig head and offal belonged to the folks.

Pork is still allocated according to the number of work points, but it is not a certain time, but work points throughout the year.

With dozens of households, the two pigs were naturally divided into dozens of pieces, and all the internal organs were also divided, and in the end it was a sumptuous pig-killing feast.

The women and comrades have already started preparing the ingredients, the noodles have been woken up in advance, and all the ingredients have been prepared long ago.

Mince the pork, mix it with shredded cabbage and radish, according to Wang Zhong's recipe, add seasonings in turn, add eggs, and mix well.

The big buns with distinct folds were placed in the steaming tray, and Ma Renlian, the deputy party secretary who is commonly known as vegetable buns, also came off in person, and the steam was steaming on the stove.

The dolls in the village couldn't care less about playing, and stood in front of the stove one by one, looking at the steaming cauldron and steaming tray, swallowing their saliva in disappointment.

On the other hand, Ziping and Zi'an, the two little fellows, were quite embarrassing to Wang Zhong, and each of them blew a pig urine foam, having a great time playing.

In just over half an hour, it seemed as long as a century had passed. Seeing the adults put the big steamed stuffed buns stuffed with pork and cabbage in a big grate and put them in the middle of the dining table, the dolls couldn't wait to surround them.

On the other side, the pig-killing stew with enough oil and water is also ready, and there is nothing else. It is also pork, cabbage and radish, and the method is also simple.

Regardless of whether the female comrades who are cooking, the male comrades who are slaughtering pigs, or the dolls and old people who are onlookers all sit down one by one around the table.

"Huhu!" Wang Zhong took the microphone and blew twice, and said loudly; "Folks, let me say a few words first."

"Although the situation this year is not good, and after the spring of next year, it is hard to say that it will rain in the afternoon, but we all have worked hard for a year, and we have to reward ourselves, but I still want to remind everyone that after eating this meal, go home From now on, save the province, don’t make it look like New Year every day.”

"Brother Big Chong, don't worry, we all know it well."

"Yes, yes! We are not fools!"

The villagers expressed their opinions one after another.

Wang Zhong coughed twice, and continued to speak loudly: "Okay, I won't say more! Dinner!"

(End of this chapter)