The halo around his head must be removed and his identity as a breeder must be removed.
At that time, he will be nothing more than a walnut with the shell peeled off...
When you want to eat and how you want to eat, it all depends on your mood.
It's just that what Uncle Zhou is doing now has not challenged his bottom line.
So Luo Xuan was not ready to deal with him.
Listen to what he says, watch what he does, and let’s see what happens when the time comes!
Luo Xuan had been sweating profusely since he had been drying the rice all morning today.
As it was approaching noon, the weather suddenly changed drastically: strong winds came and dark clouds rolled in.
A heavy rain came suddenly.
"Catch the easterly rain!"
"Everyone, hurry up to the courtyard and help harvest rice... Hurry, hurry up."
In fact, there is no need for Uncle Ding, Third Sister-in-law and the others to shout. All members of the production team will consciously run to the sunba as soon as they see this situation.
Because rice that is half-dried in the sun must not be exposed to rain.
If by chance the rice gets wet before you can snatch it back, then the rice must be dried within the next two days!
Otherwise, these millets will sprout.
As a result, the food rations for all members of the entire production team next year will be at risk.
Fortunately, all the members arrived in time this time; in addition, everyone basically encounters this sudden change in weather every year.
Therefore, the prepared grain enclosures and straw mats are relatively sufficient.
With the busy work of more than 200 men and women, old and young, all the rice in Shaiba was finally temporarily put into the storage room of the production team.
Since there are too many rice grains and the rice grains are not dry yet, they need to be spread out as much as possible.
Otherwise, the temperature in the middle of the stacked rice pile will rise.
It is tantamount to promoting rice seedlings.
for a time,
In the spacious storage room, there are countless large dustpans, bamboo fences, straw mats, and large woven bamboo strips, all piled with rice.
After all this work, when the members filed out, all of them had their trouser legs rolled up three times, without exception.
"Boss Zhou, why are you rolling up your trouser legs so high?"
The accountant teacher grabbed Mr. Zhou's shoulders and lowered his voice and said, "You just have to do it. People just roll it two or three times and get 3 or 4 taels of grain."
You're damn good, your trouser legs are rolled up so high, I'm afraid no one can see it, right?"
Boss Zhou chuckled, "Isn't it that I'm going to separate the family soon? There's not even a grain of food in the house, we can't starve to death, right?"
Teacher Dai pushed him, "Get out of here, stop showing off here... Damn, look at your Zhou Lao Er, the bulge in his trouser legs is more obvious than that of a pregnant sow... ah bah
!Isn’t this the way to get food from Mr. Shun’s family?”
"Smoothing" the grain in the production team is something that almost all members of the commune do.
Collectively, it belongs to everyone.
Since everyone has a share, let everyone take it. Anyone who doesn’t take it will suffer...
Except for Peng Zhikun, the production team leader, and Luo Xuan, there was no one who was fuel-efficient.
One by one, they desperately stuffed half-dry rice into their trouser legs.
Don't underestimate the small amount of rice they took away from their trousers. The members would take it home to dry before taking it to a stone mortar to pound it into rice.
Not much to say,
It's okay for the whole family to have a bowl of rice porridge that makes people's faces visible.
The storage rooms of each production team are the focus of attention.
Normally, when everyone passes by the door of the storage room, they have to take a detour for fear of being a little bit suspicious.
And this time, due to the easterly rain [thunderstorm], when putting rice in the storage room, it is a rare opportunity to get some public grain. Who will miss it?
Unless he is stupid.
"Luo Xuan, are you stupid?"
The third sister-in-law's trouser legs are bulging just like everyone else's.
She saw that Luo Xuan's warehouse was straight and did not take away a grain of grain from the government. She couldn't help but feel that it was not worth it for Luo Xuan. "Go back quickly and just roll up your trouser legs three times. You can also take away 2 or 3 taels."
Rice!"
Luo Xuan shook his head: "Forget it! If you eat more than two taels of grain, you won't be able to grow meat. If you eat less than two taels of grain, you won't be hungry. Just now, the township office has sent someone to deliver the plaque to me.
Now I have to rush home!
Please tell the scorer and captain that you will be credited with full time this afternoon."
Drying rice in the production team does not count as full work points, it only counts as 6 work points.
For a strong laborer like the third sister-in-law, 8 centimeters are counted.
Even for male laborers like Uncle Ding and Uncle Zhou, they can only count 8 work points.
Because the work points are too few, they are obsessed with it and clamor to go to the fields to work.
It's still a day's work, but the work of threshing millet in the rice fields is not that exciting at all.
It's a pity that there are more wolves and less meat.
There are only so many mixing barrels, grain racks, and threshing machines in the production area, and so many people cannot be accommodated at one time.
So everyone can only take turns.
And this time,
Before the heavy rain, the township office sent a clerk down and delivered the plaque of "Zhengxing Brigade Sand Quarry" to Luo Xuan's home.
The sand quarry is also collectively owned.
Working for the sand quarry is the same as working in the production team...both are dedicated to the interests of the collective.
so,
Luo Xuancai excused himself to be busy preparing for the construction of a sand quarry instead of drying the rice.
not only,
Luo Xuan also asked the scorekeeper to give him full work points.
There are so many things to prepare for the sand quarry.
It is not only necessary to formulate the rules and regulations for the sand quarry, the attendance and assessment standards, but also to select those who come to apply for jobs, their composition, origin, as well as their physique, work attitude...etc.
This is mental work and very tiring, right?
A full work point is recorded, which is really not too much to ask for.
It stands to reason that those who work in management should be required to take half an extra credit, just like the production team leader Peng Zhikun.
It's just that Luo Xuan was more considerate of the fact that the production team's accounts were too clean, so he didn't fight for it and asked for it.
It's okay for individuals to suffer some losses for the collective benefit.
I have been working in the rice fields for a whole day, and today I have been drying the rice for a whole morning.
Luo Xuan feels really tired!
Moreover, in my own space, I will soon start farming, starting to cultivate rice, corn, and sweet potatoes.
Now, I really don’t want to continue doing farm work in the production team.
It is said that the members of the production team work very hard.
In fact, Luo Xuan couldn't help but want to complain: They work so hard at foreign workers, how can they still work harder than me?
During the day, I have to work in the production team.
I have to take time out in the evening to breed in the space, and I am busy feeding pigs and chickens...
Therefore, Luo Xuan really doesn’t want to dry out the millet anymore...hell, it’s only 6 work points a day, and the total value is 50 cents!
For the work points of just three melons and two dates, we have to throw away all levels of retention, donate money to build roads, pay education surcharges, donate money to build water conservancy...
I have a quota of 380 kilograms of grain per year, and I have to deduct money from these work points.
After excluding these miscellaneous expenses, if you work hard for a year, you may not be able to say that you have worked hard for nothing.
By the end of the year,
It is very likely that I will have to put some money into the production team's accounts!
Fuck you!!
Braving the rain, I ran home in a hurry.
A plaque with black characters on a white background, still exuding the smell of oil, is firmly mounted on the wall under the eaves of his house.
I saw the words "Sand Quarry of Hongxing Township Zhengxing Agricultural Advanced Cooperative" written in black paint on it.
This plaque was sent by the township office to the county cultural center to find someone to customize it for the sand quarry of the Zhengxing Brigade.
If no one from the township government came forward, there would be no way for an individual to get such a simple plaque back.
Luo Xuan found a big brad tree.
On the top of the door of your house, drive nails into the wooden pillars, then pick up the plaque and hang it up.
Suddenly,
An ordinary farmhouse, because of the blessing of this plaque, its quality has suddenly risen by several dimensions!
There is quite a bit of the atmosphere of an ancient office in it.
Crossing his arms, he stood in front of the plaque and looked around for a while.
Luo Xuan ran back to the house and wrote the words "Preparatory Office" on a piece of white paper with a brush.
Then use a little leftover porridge from the morning as paste and paste these three words under "Sand Quarry".
Now the plaque looks like it has been lengthened.
The above content has also become:
[Sand Quarry Preparatory Office of Zhengxing Agricultural Advanced Cooperative in Hongxing Township]
Not to mention, people rely on their clothes and horses rely on their saddles.
No matter how simple a house is, if such an eye-catching plaque is hung on the door, it immediately exudes a sense of righteousness!
The temple is small and the Bodhisattva is big, who dares to be disrespectful?!
Some people say that the longer the name, the more unpleasant it sounds.
Now in my small yard, there are 18 large characters on the plaque!
It seems to be quite capable of intimidating people...
No, two strong men wearing raincoats, bamboo hats, and bare feet were standing outside the fence, looking at Luo Xuan and giggling at the plaque.
It rained heavily, making them soaked to the skin, but the two of them did not dare to say a word.
"What do you do?"
Luo Xuan looked at the plaque carefully for a while, fearing that it might be hung crookedly or nailed skewed, which would damage the image of the sand quarry.
When he turned around and suddenly saw the two people, Luo Xuan was immediately startled: "What are you doing?! Are you sneaky and want to scare people to death?"
One of the men spoke up, "I'm really sorry, little leader, we really didn't mean it, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
These two men were tall and thick-set. Unexpectedly, when they spoke, their tone was very humble.
And looking at their demeanor and movements, they look like rabbits that have been frightened out of their wits!
"Okay, okay, don't bow to me. I'm still young, and I'm not afraid of shortening my life?"
Luo Xuan waved his hand, "Are you here to find me?"
The two men nodded in unison.
Luo Xuan waved, "Come in."
Although summer thunderstorms are not cold.
But if you have been wet for a long time, and when it rains, there will be strong winds blowing.
After staying in the wind and rain like this for a long time, no one can bear it unless his body is made of iron.
The two men shrank their heads and followed Luo Xuan timidly.
When they approached the door of the hall, the two people stood at the door, just reaching out and taking off the bamboo hats on their heads.
But he didn't dare to enter.
"You guys come in and talk."
The behavior of the two people was not as casual or even rude as that of rural men.
This made Luo Xuan feel strange, "What do you look like standing at the door like this?"
One of the men chuckled and said, "We have a lot of mud on our bodies and feet. I'm afraid it will make your house dirty."
Luo Xuan sighed secretly, "Come in, we are all from the countryside, how can we be so particular?"
Seeing what Luo Xuan said, the two men dared to take off their coir raincoats from their shoulders, and then put them together with the bamboo hats under the eaves to drain the water.
The two people stretched out their feet and washed their feet with water dripping from the eaves.
They also shook their feet fiercely before they dared to step into Luo Xuan's house.
