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  Chapter 36 General Iron Spoon

  Early in the morning, the villagers who had breakfast all went to Liu Qingshan's house for a walk.

  Today is an important day for the villagers of Jiapigou: the first demonstration greenhouse will be born here.

   Seeing that the crowd was almost here, Liu Qingshan pushed the big head next to him: "The big head has been reading and studying for the past few days, and he has learned how to build a greenhouse. Let's just listen to him."

  Captain Zhang has not given up on the idea of ​​letting his son join the army, so Liu Qingshan doesn't mind pushing the big head to the front desk to preside over the construction of the greenhouse and the subsequent planting management.

  Although the big head's brain is not very bright, the more this kind of person, the more concentrated he is when doing one thing, because he doesn't know what half-heartedness is at all.

   This point can be seen from the red eyes of the big head. This kid spent the whole night reading last night and basically didn't sleep much.

   When things came to an end, the big head shrank a little.

   Surrounded by the elders of the village, and his father, also staring at him, Datou became timid.

  He muttered softly to Liu Qingshan: "Sanfenger, you should say it, I'm stupid."

   "Ahem."

  Liu Qingshan coughed twice, and then spit out the word "expert" lightly from his mouth.

   Now, the big head was really stimulated, staring at the scarlet eyes with a determined expression on his face.

  Looking at it, Liu Qingshan thought about it: Is this going to the battlefield?

  But he knew in his heart that for the big head, the vegetable field in front of him was the battlefield.

  So he patted the big head on the shoulder: "Big head, you can do it!"

Datou finally mustered up his courage, took out a piece of crumpled paper from his pocket, smoothed it out and said, "This is a sketch I drew, all around the shed is built with adobe walls, the height of the north side is 3 meters, and the south side is 1.2 meters. "

   After finishing speaking, he scratched the back of his head nervously: "By the way, do you understand the whole truth?"

  Seeing the people around shaking their heads together, the big head also gained some confidence: "Our Gada, the winter sun is in the south, so we need to be low in the south and high in the north, so as to ensure the light in the greenhouse."

  All those present were old-fashioned farmers. Of course, they could understand such a simple truth, so they all nodded.

   "Big head, he speaks more smoothly than Xiao Huang, an agricultural technician from the commune. The key is, we can understand it as soon as we hear it."

  Da Zhang Luo gave a praise, which attracted the captain Zhang Guofu, with a smile on his face and a straight chest. For the first time in his life, he felt proud of his son.

  The technician, Xiao Huang, once came to Jiapigou, and his mouth was full of unintelligible technical terms, so he was not welcomed.

   Encouraged by the big head, the next performance will be better, explain everything clearly, even including the heating problem in the greenhouse in winter, etc., all explained clearly.

  Finally, imitating his father, he waved his arms vigorously: "Every house will first build a greenhouse, so that it will be easy to take care of, and if the benefits are good, it will be expanded in the next year. Do you have confidence?"

"Have!"

   All the boys and girls booed and waved their arms together.

   "Then let's do it!"

  Big head yelled again, and then he was dragged aside by his father Zhang Guofu.

  If it was normal, he would definitely be pulling his ears. Today, Zhang Guofu is just pulling his son's arm.

  He felt that the child seemed to have grown up suddenly, and he was not the half-grown kid who was shouting and drinking, so he had to save some face.

   The work is not something that a half-sized man like Datou can command. Zhang Guofu has to go out, arrange groups, and assign manpower. It really looks like a father-son soldier.

  Greenhouse planting seems simple, but it actually involves a lot of things. Liu Qingshan has already made a plan, and will organize several special trainings at that time.

  He trains the big head first, and then the big head trains the villagers.

Soon, Zhang Guofu assigned good people: those who mixed the mud, those who stripped the blank, those who built the wall, those who built the pillars, those who tied the skeleton with bamboo chips, and those who finally covered the film, etc. Everyone performed their duties, and soon Just get busy.

  Because it is the first greenhouse, all the adobes are used together; the rest of the greenhouses will be built one after another, after all, it will take time to get rid of the blanks.

  Actually, before building the greenhouse, the land should be prepared. However, there are still vegetables such as eggplants, cucumbers, and peppers growing in the yard, and they are growing vigorously.

  Anyway, there are still nearly two months before we can start growing greenhouse vegetables, so let’s grow them first. ,

  Everyone started working together, they were all workers, and the speed was still very fast. After one morning, the front and rear walls and the gables on both sides were all up.

  The pillars and the skeleton of the plastic sheeting above the shed are also all tied up. The places where the bamboo pieces are connected are wrapped with rags to avoid scratching the plastic cloth on top.

   "Put on plastic sheeting, then put on grass curtains, and you're done!"

  Watching the brand-new greenhouse rising from the ground, Datou was also very excited, and wiped it vigorously under the nose with his arm.

Zhang Guofu next to    quickly added: "By the way, after the beginning of autumn, we will have to cut grass to make straw curtains."

  The surrounding villagers also looked at this semi-finished shed cheerfully. This thing carries their hopes.

  Zhang Guofu waved his hand again: "In the afternoon, let's start making adobe with all our strength, and get everything ready, let's go away."

  After finishing the work, they all go back to their own homes to eat, and no food is provided.

  The crowd withdrew in twos and threes, but a person staggered over.

  While wiping the pimples from the corners of his eyes, Zhang Ganzi asked, "Where do we eat at noon? Isn't our cooperative eating big pot meals?"

  Everyone had been working all morning, but he was lucky to wake up.

   "Eat, eat, eat shit."

  His second uncle, the old branch secretary, was so angry that he went over and kicked Zhang Ganzi's **** hard.

   While dodging, Zhang Ganzi muttered in his mouth: "If I had known that I would not eat big pots, I would not have joined the cooperative."

   Seeing this scene, Liu Qingshan winked at the old party secretary, who nodded calmly, and then said to Zhang Ganzi.

   "You are lazy and complain about strange things all day long. After research by all members of the cooperative, I found you a good job."

   After he finished speaking, he saw Boss Zhang coming happily driving a donkey cart. He let out a "sigh" and parked the donkey cart on the road in front of Liu Qingshan's home.

  Zhang Ganzi's eyes lit up suddenly: "Drive the car, this job is good, it is light and can ride in the car, thank you second uncle, you still love me."

   Everyone also went to see this car, which is quite special. The carriages are all welded with iron sheets, airtight, and there is a big cover on it, which is tightly covered.

   There is also a large iron spoon with a long handle next to it.

  Zhang Ganzi still picked it up, and waved it in his hand a few times: "I am the iron spoon general, and the general has a name, and the nameless ghost will never die under my spoon, wow—"

  In the past two years, Liu Lanfang's Yue Fei Biography was popular all over the country, and people were fascinated by it. When it was one o'clock, children would stand under the radio speakers at home to listen.

   Zhang Ganzi learned this from storytelling.

   Seeing that this guy was still in the dark, Liu Qingshan suppressed his laughter. If Zhang Ganzi knew, he was the one who came up with this idea, and he would have to put a spoonful on his head.

  The expression on the face of the old party secretary was also very exciting, and he roared: "Whatever you want to play, I am willing to play, and you will play every day from now on."

   Zhang Ganzi finally recovered his magical powers, stood the big iron spoon upside down, and leaned on the long handle of the spoon with his hands: "Second Uncle, what do you want me to do?"

   "Uncle Ganzi, your job is the most important. Without you, the harvest of these greenhouses in our village will all be affected."

  Liu Qingshan first sent a high hat over, and made Zhang Ganzi smile. After all, the more lazy he is, the more he wants to be recognized by people.

  He slapped his chest loudly: "Don't worry, I promise to complete the task!"

   After finishing speaking, he turned to the old branch secretary, "Second uncle, tell me quickly, what kind of mission is it, I am so anxious to death?"

  The old branch secretary thought about it: "Pole, we rural people have an old saying that every crop is a flower, and the family depends on dung."

  A bad feeling welled up in Zhang Ganzi's heart, and then he looked at the big iron spoon in his hand: Does it look familiar?

   "We have to use farmyard manure to grow greenhouses, so the difficult task of collecting fertilizer is up to you."

  There is a sense of mission in the voices of the old party secretary.

  What, collect fertilizer?

  Zhang Ganzi jumped up suddenly: "Didn't that tell me to dig out dung every day, I said this spoon looks familiar, isn't this a dung spoon for scooping up dung soup!"

   After finishing speaking, like a hot potato, he threw the dung spoon on the ground and looked at the old branch secretary angrily: "You are really my dear second uncle, good second uncle, assign this work to me!"

   "This spoon hasn't been used yet, it's not dirty, it's not dirty."

  The old branch secretary bent down and picked up the big spoon: "Gaozi, your parents are late, you are in your thirties, and you are still a bachelor. I will introduce you to some little widows. People think you are lazy."

   "Second Uncle assigned you this job, just to show everyone that the Zhang Pole of our old Zhang's family is not too dirty or tired. With you, there is food to eat."

   "There is still food to eat, so there is **** to eat, anyway, I won't do it, and I won't do it even if I'm killed!"

   Zhang Ganzi also smashed the can and squatted on the ground, as if a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

  The old branch secretary also had nothing to do with the rammed goods, so he could only look at Liu Qingshan.

  Unknowingly, he already had some inexplicable sense of dependence on this half-grown boy.

  Liu Qingshan also squatted in front of Zhang Ganzi, and handed him a cigarette.

   Zhang Ganzi seemed to be really angry, he didn’t even take a cigarette, Liu Qingshan forced it into his mouth: "Uncle Ganzi, have you heard of Shi Chuanxiang?"

   "Who, I don't know." Zhang Ganzi still took two puffs of cigarette.

   "He is a national model worker, and he has been received by the Prime Minister."

  The old party secretary looked full of hatred, and added a few sentences next to it.

  Model workers, in this day and age, are definitely respected, not to mention model workers across the country, the small mountain village of Jiapigou has never even had a model worker in the county.

  Zhang Ganzi also expressed his admiration: "That's really powerful. What does he do? Is he a national cadre or an eighth-level worker?"

  Liu Qingshan looked at Zhang Ganzi with a smile: "He is just an ordinary excrement cleaner."

  (end of this chapter)