The breeze blowing past the earthen dam smelled very bad.
It was the putrid smell caused by jute being retting in the pond, causing the pond water to ferment and deteriorate.
After the jute is collected from the fields by the members of the production team, it needs to be bundled into bundles and put into the pond to be cured.
During this process, the jute leather, which was originally green, will slowly turn black.
But at the same time, it will also seriously pollute the water quality in the pond.
In a pond filled with jute.
Not to mention that fish and shrimp cannot survive. Even things like river clams, loaches, eels, and mullet cannot survive.
But it won’t work without retting the jute!
The production team that receives the purchasing task must ensure quality and quantity, and complete the production quota assigned by superiors.
Distribution is not procurement.
Dispatch purchase means assigning a certain county or a certain commune to complete the production task of a specific crop.
This thing cannot be bargained for.
It is not economical to grow jute, but it is necessary.
Moreover, commune cadres also knew that retting jute would seriously pollute water sources.
so,
Every year's jute procurement tasks are determined by drawing lots from all production brigades.
If a certain production brigade had already planted jute for one year last year.
Then next year, this production brigade will not need to participate in the lottery.
obviously,
The Huangniwan brigade in front of us, Production Team 1, has received the task of planting jute this year.
And when Master Huang came to pull the hemp rope this time, it was certainly not a public act.
Because from the moment the car leaves the gate of the transportation service agency.
Luo Xuan knew that this time he would get out of the car,
It's not a certain unit or a production team.
Call and ask the transportation service agency to send a vehicle to complete the transportation task.
Since there is no serious "Driving Task Schedule", Master Huang took advantage of this time to drive out and let himself practice driving.
In fact, he is here to do some private work!
No wonder this guy would run into these deep mountains and old forests...
"Dang Dang Dang——"
The old man named Grandpa Seven reached out and knocked on the iron plate hanging under the tree.
"Dang Dang Dang——"
The sound of the impact of a small hammer and iron block is crisp and clear.
But the men, women, old and young members who came after hearing the sound walked sloppily and unsteadily.
If you observe carefully, you will find a very strange phenomenon: the members of this production team are men, women, old and young.
Among them, there are more people with three legs.
Just because most of them have a bamboo pole or wooden stick in their hand.
This is because they are hungry and can hardly walk.
So I have to use a stick to reduce the burden on my waist and legs...
"Hey! What are you two doing in a daze? Is it because if I don't hit you for three days, my eyes won't work anymore?"
Master Huang is usually a bit domineering and arrogant in everything he says and does.
At this time, he
It was as if he had changed into a different person: Master Huang's eyes were filled with tears and his fingers were trembling a little...
Master Huang's words were trembling as he loudly scolded the two apprentices in the car: "Why don't you quickly move the bag of cornbread from the car for me?"
"oh!"
The two apprentices responded in fright,
I quickly picked up the white cloth bag that I had put in the car, and with a sigh, I turned over and got out of the car.
"Grandpa Qi, this time I can only get 150 steamed buns and 30 kilograms of rice."
Master Huang carried the bag of grain and walked to the big tree.
Then he respectfully handed a bag of Wo Wotou to Grandpa Seven.
He opened his mouth to explain: "For a while, I haven't received any long-distance driving missions, so I can't get much food back.
As for the other driver colleagues, the food they brought back had to be taken back to support the folks in their hometowns."
Master Huang wiped away his tears and said: "Grandpa Qi, as you know, food is so tight now. We can't forcefully separate the food that others have brought back.
If you divide 10 pounds, it might mean your life, so no one will give it to me, right?"
"Oh... Erba, you have done a good job."
Grandpa Seven sighed, "It's not easy! Whether you are full or hungry depends on luck.
Whoever’s life is his is the same life!
If you take some away, they won't be able to eat it. Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore.
I don't have much strength now.
Erba, your health is still okay, so I’ll leave it to you to help me share the food."
Master Huang nodded.
Then he untied the hemp rope that bound the bag, revealing the golden corn buns inside.
"Dear uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters."
Master Huang reached out and wiped away his tears.
Then he said loudly to the villagers gathered around him: "I came here a little late this time, Erba. I have made all my uncles, aunts and uncles suffer!"
There was a "pop" sound.
Master Huang knelt heavily on the ground!
"Uncles and aunties, Erba, I...I'm sorry for you."
"Bang bang bang——"
"Now Erba, let me kowtow three times to everyone. This is to apologize to all the elders... I can't help you!"
Among the crowd, there was an old woman with a cane.
She was biting her gums and finally raised the bamboo stick she was holding.
He gently tapped the shoulder of the master who was kneeling on the ground.
He said angrily: "Huang Erwa, get up! Who in our Huangniwan area doesn't know that you are a conscientious person?
If you hadn't brought back some food from time to time. If you didn't talk about others, just talk about me, a useless old woman, how could I have survived today?
Why are you crying? Don't kowtow!
Get up. If you don't get up, I, an old woman, will have to kowtow to you."
When Master Huang heard this, he quickly stood up.
He didn't bother to dust off his knees. He took two steps forward and reached out to help the old woman walk to the big tree.
"Third Po, how dare I ask you to kowtow to me!"
Master Huang took out a steamed bun from his pocket and gently stuffed it into the old woman's arms: "When I was a child, I was eating Baijia rice in the village.
At that time, third wife, you really loved me!
I made an oath when I was a child, saying that no matter whether I have any future or not, I will provide for you until the end of my life.
If you don't eat any day, I will carry you up the mountain myself, hold a handful of soil in my hands, and then kowtow to you properly."
The third wife opened her toothless mouth.
He replied with a smile on his face: "In that business, in that business, with your words, I will be satisfied with my legs one day.
Erba, hurry up and distribute food to the villagers.
So that everyone can go home, add a handful of wild vegetables, and make a pot of porridge. After eating and everyone has strength, I can load the hemp rope onto the car for you."
Said,
The old woman seemed to have suddenly remembered something.
I saw her reaching out and pointing at Luo Xuan and the two disciples,
He opened his mouth and asked Master Huang: "Hey, are your three apprentices reliable? I don't dare to bring this matter out and make a fuss."
Master Huang glanced at the first and second apprentices who were standing next to the car wiping away tears.
These two guys! I have done this kind of thing many times in front of them.
They are two reliable apprentices.
only,
Is the new Luo Xuan trustworthy? Will he report him?
Master Huang was not particularly sure in his heart.
But the situation is a bit urgent and there is no way to delay it.
So now Master Huang doesn’t care about that much anymore!
I saw him gritting his teeth.
Then, a smile appeared on his face.
He said to the old woman: "Third Wife, don't worry! They are all good and reliable people. In this bag of nestlings, some of my disciples have also made contributions."
"That's good, that's good."
The third wife nodded with satisfaction, "You don't dare to ruin your golden job just because you came to help us. In that case, we would have committed a sin..."
this time,
Master Huang brought a total of 150 steamed buns.
But the members of Production Team 1, including men, women, old and young, total about 180 people.
As a result, this batch of steamed buns is simply not enough.
Fortunately, the production captain named Grandpa Qi seems to have a particularly high prestige in this production team.
finally,
According to the distribution plan of the Seventh Grandpa: all young and middle-aged laborers will be given one woofou.
As for the old and weak, including Grandpa Qi himself, each of them only received half of the cornbread.
"Is the performance over?"
After everyone dispersed and everyone went home to make porridge.
Luo Xuan slowly walked to the big tree and sat on the rock where Grandpa Seven had sat just now.
Staring at Master Huang with a smile on his face, he said, "Tell me, what are you planning?"
Today I followed Master Huang out and actually arrived at Wanchang Passenger Terminal.
Master Huang can completely wait until he goes into the room to rest, and then he will drive the car secretly.
I sneaked over to the Wongniwan production team to take care of these things.
Master Huang had no need at all. He had to choose this spot and drag himself to this place.
"hey-hey..."
Master Huang scratched his head in embarrassment: "I know you have a great background. I brought you here today just to show you what the situation of the folks is like.
If you are willing, help my fellow villagers... I believe that based on your ability.
The role it can play must be much greater than mine!"
Luo Xuan smiled slightly: "You think so highly of me? In that case. Well, please go and invite Grandpa Seventh!"
I'm here to negotiate a deal for you, and I'll ensure that you get a lot of food in Huangniwan."
When Master Huang heard this, he jumped up to three feet in excitement!
"Okay, Comrade Luo, just wait, I'm going to invite Grandpa Seven over now!"
After saying that, Master Huang took a puff of smoke and ran away without a trace.
What Master Huang just said is actually quite right: if you can impress someone who has connections and resources.
The effect he can achieve is one to a hundred, or even one to ten thousand. It is possible.
Just like yourself:
Even if there are 100 people like Uncle Zhang around me, they are honest and honest.
Uncle Zhang also takes special care of himself.
But when it comes to doing something big, he actually doesn't have much effect.
But if I can deal with people like Director Zhong or even Lu Gang.
The role they can play is comparable to 100 or 1,000 people like Uncle Zhang.
Much bigger!
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It has nothing to do with character or personal ability.
It is only closely related to the resources at his disposal.
If 100 Uncle Zhangs work on the land or work hard to clear grain, how many kilograms can he get?
And Director Zhong, or Lu Gang,
A note, even an idea or a suggestion can improve a village.
Even a commune, the situation of so many people.
This Master Huang, despite his rough appearance.
In fact, this guy is very thoughtful!
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