Half a month later, Ma Defu arrived at the resettlement site. When he saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but wonder whether he had come to the wrong place.
Looking around, one can see row upon row of squares of land. A rough calculation shows that this piece of land is at least several hundred acres, and every piece of land has been plowed, and the ditches and ridges are well-proportioned.
Nothing is planted, but looking at the vast streets makes people feel very comfortable.
Since ancient times, land has been the lifeblood of farmers. For a long time, the wealth of a farmer was judged by how much land his family had. Even in modern times, a large number of farmers have got rid of the land, but in Xihaigu,
On land, the number of acres of land a family has is still the standard for measuring whether a person is rich or poor.
When I was in Yongquan Village, due to geographical factors, there was almost no continuous flat land around. Everyone's land was divided into small pieces, and the amount of available farmland was not much. Each family could only divide it.
Just a few acres of land.
A few acres of land cannot afford the expenses of a family. The vast majority of villagers are below the food and clothing line. Dropouts are everywhere. In the entire Yongquan Village, Ma Defu is the only one who went to a technical secondary school, and most of the rest are
People drop out of school as soon as they graduate from elementary school, and the remaining small number of people can barely finish junior high school.
Boom!
Along with the roar of the tractor, Ma Debao's voice suddenly sounded in Ma Defu's ears.
"Brother? Why are you here?"
After coming back to his senses, Ma Defu turned his head and glanced at his brother sitting in the driving seat of the tractor, with a look of surprise in his eyes.
"Debao, where did you get this car?"
Ma Debao chuckled, patted the steering wheel of the tractor, and said proudly.
"This is what my dad bought!"
"What?" Ma Defu lost his voice: "Did our dad buy it?"
Compared with other villagers in Yongquan Village, Ma Defu, who graduated from an agricultural school, knew the value of a tractor better. He recognized the tractor model in front of him at a glance.
The Dongfanghong 28 tractor has four wheels, two cylinders, 28 horsepower, and comes with a dump bucket. If you don’t have fifteen thousand yuan for this tractor, you can’t buy it at all.
'It's the gift money and the tractor. Where did Dad get so much money?'
Ma Debao didn't notice the stunned Ma Defu at all, and talked boastfully.
"Yes, my dad bought it. Brother, you don't know how easy it is to plow the land with this guy."
As he spoke, Ma Debao pointed at the bucket behind him.
"As long as you unload the bucket, replace it with the matching bucket plow, and plow the land, you will be able to plow more than ten acres of land in one morning. And the effect is much better than what we plow with a hoe and a hoe.
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After talking eloquently for a long time, Ma Debao finally noticed that something was wrong with Ma Defu's expression, and then stretched his body and gave him a push.
"elder brother?"
"What's wrong with you?"
"ah?"
After Ma Defu woke up with a start, he glanced at his brother, shook his head, and temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart.
"Um, it's okay."
Although Ma Debao is not old, his mind is very active. Seeing Ma Defu's expression of not wanting to talk, he secretly curled his lips inwardly. His eldest brother has such a personality and keeps everything in his mind. He has long been used to it.
Weird.
"By the way, brother, you haven't said why you're here yet?"
Ma Defu said truthfully: "I have changed jobs. From now on, I will work in Yuquanying Development Zone. I will be responsible for the immigration work in Diaozhuang with Director Zhang. I came here to report today. I just happened to stop by here to take a look after reporting."
Ma Debao smiled and clapped his hands: "That's a good relationship. If anything happens at home in the future, I can come back and help."
"Forehead."
Hearing this, Ma Defu couldn't help but look embarrassed. According to his current understanding, he will be very busy in the next few years, and there is a high probability that he will not be able to spare time to help his family. As the eldest son of the Ma family, and the family
I will do my best to provide him with education, and he should take responsibility for both emotions and reasons.
However, reality makes it impossible for him to take care of both work and family.
Seeing his brother's dilemma, Ma Debao immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing and quickly changed the subject.
"Brother, where is sister-in-law? Didn't she come with you?"
Although Ma Defu and Shui Hua have not yet formally received their licenses and had a banquet, the bride price has been paid and the marriage has been decided. According to local rules, the two are already husband and wife in name, so it is completely fine for Ma Debao to call Shui Hua 'sister-in-law'
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At the mention of water splash, a smile appeared on Ma Defu's lips involuntarily.
"Your sister-in-law didn't come. She said they had all left and it was not good to leave mom alone in her hometown. She said she was worried and wanted to stay in Yongquan Village to take care of her."
"Oh." Ma Debao patted the co-pilot next to the tractor: "Brother, come up and sit down, I'll take you for a ride!"
"good."
Ma Defu nodded with a smile and jumped onto the tractor.
Back at the camp, when everyone saw Ma Defu coming, they immediately surrounded him with cheers. As the only scholar (technical secondary school student) in the village, Ma Defu had always been "other people's children" in the village. What happened to the villagers?
If you don't understand something, come back and ask him.
Because in the eyes of the villagers, college students are omnipotent beings. Although Ma Defu is not a college student, but just a technical secondary school student, there seems to be no difference between the two. After all, he is a national cadre after graduation.
"Defu, Defu, do you know when we will be able to pour water from the Yellow River?"
"Defu, please answer my uncle's question first. Look at this land. Is it better to grow corn or potatoes?"
"Go, go, go, what you are asking is not on point, let me ask first, Defu, when will new people come to our place? Now we only have about ten people on this land, we have to build houses, open up wasteland, and
There are simply not enough manpower to pull water and soil. You should go back quickly and mobilize the villagers to come over. By the way, send a message to me to ask the extra nephew and his family to come over as soon as possible."
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Facing one question after another, Ma Defu didn't know which question to answer first.
At this moment, Li Jie pushed aside the crowd and said with a sullen face.
"What are you doing? What are you doing? Do you still have discipline? If you have any questions, ask them one by one."
After getting along with each other for more than half a month, the villagers in Yongquan Village had already been impressed by Li Jie. When everyone saw Li Jie's face, the scene fell silent, and everyone closed their mouths.
Seeing this scene, Ma Defu was even more surprised. When did his father become so authoritative?
Li Jie looked around and saw the villagers' behavior of prohibiting movement, and couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction. Immediately, he turned his eyes and saw Li Dayou in the crowd, who was about to move, and said.
"Li Dayou, you ask first."
After being called by name, Li Dayou subconsciously raised his hand.