Rebirth 1975: Tore up the call-back order at the beginning

It's already past five o'clock in the afternoon after I finish working on the work at work.

Although he hadn't gotten off work yet, Zhou Yang still called Chen Beixuan and Zhang Tong to go home and take a look.

This time he went to the capital in a hurry, and his house was in a mess. Zhou Yang planned to go back and clean it up early before the sun went down.

It was already early winter in Saibei at the end of October. Even though I was wearing autumn clothes and long trousers and thick cadre uniforms, I could still feel the biting cold wind.

The only good thing is that the snow fell relatively late this year, and the first snow of winter has not yet fallen.

Otherwise, the weather will be even colder!

There were very few people on the street, and I didn’t even see a single acquaintance along the way.

But think about it, although the crops in the fields have been harvested now, the autumn harvest is not over yet.

On the one hand, it is necessary to pull back the firewood straw from the field and then process it into feed.

On the other hand, the members have to dig through some hard stubble before the ground freezes, and this requires manpower.

In addition, after the crops in the fields are harvested, they have to hand over grain to the country and go to the forest farm to pull branches for firewood.

In short... there are still a lot of trivial things to finish. Basically everyone who can move in the village is busy, and there are indeed very few people on the street!

However, what surprised Zhou Yang was that when they returned home, they saw the door of their home open and the yard full of muddy ruts.

When you walk into the yard, the first thing you see is the tall stacks of firewood and hay.

In addition to a large pile of crop straw, there are poplar branches piled up like a hill next to it.

At first glance, you can tell that they were brought back from the forest farm. There are still leaves hanging on some branches.

It doesn't take much to think about it, these firewood should have been brought back to them by the village.

Thinking of this, a warm current flashed through Zhou Yang's heart.

Just when Zhou Yang was moved, the two women walked out of the house each carrying a large aluminum basin.

After seeing Zhou Yang and others, he immediately strode over.

Zhou Yang was not surprised when he saw his mother-in-law and sister-in-law coming out of the house.

Before leaving, he handed the keys to his home to his mother-in-law and asked her to take care of him more often. Apparently they were helping at home.

"Mom, please slow down, I'll do it!"

With that said, Zhou Yang strode forward and was about to take the large aluminum basin from his mother-in-law's hand.

Zhang Guiying smiled and said: "No, it's full of dirty water. Just take it to the toilet and dump it..."

While they were talking, Chen Beixuan and Zhang Tong took the water basins in her and her sister-in-law Lin Aizhi's hands.

Without the weight in her hand, Zhang Guiying immediately asked: "When did you come back?"

"I'll be back in the afternoon, I just have to deal with things at work!" Zhou Yang replied.

"Business matters are important...Business matters are important!"

Then Zhang Guiying looked at Zhou Yang and said again: "Are Xiaowei and Bao'er okay? I saw them crying like tears on the day they left, and I feel so uneasy!"

"Fortunately, I have recovered. I don't worry you anymore!"

"Well, as we get older, we hate this kind of thing the most!" Zhang Guiying said with a sigh.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Aizhi heard from the side and said hurriedly: "Mom, everything is over, you should be happy!"

"Yes...yes, look at me..."

Seeing the embarrassment and embarrassment on his mother-in-law's face, Zhou Yang immediately said: "It's okay. Uncle Zhang has passed away and he didn't suffer much before his death."

"As juniors, we have done everything we can to let him die in a dignified manner without leaving any regrets. There is nothing to avoid."

Zhang Guiying nodded and said: "Old Zhang Lin, if he can meet you, it must be because he has accumulated great blessings in his previous life."

"Mom, meeting Mr. Zhang is also a blessing for our family!" Zhou Yang said.

Just as they were talking, Chen Beixuan and Zhang Tong also came back from pouring out the dirty water, and then they walked into the main room of the Zhou family together.

As soon as he entered the door, Zhou Yang saw a huge pile of shelf-stable vegetables on the floor of the main room, including carrots, green radish, Chinese cabbage, and even some Yangshanzi.

Some of these vegetables have been washed, some are soaked in the basin, and some are just placed on the ground with soil.

Next to these vegetables, there is a large, cleaned vat, which is used by the Zhou family for pickling vegetables.

In an enamel basin next to the large vat, there is half a basin of chopped ginger, peppers and peeled garlic, as well as many various seasonings, such as salt, Sichuan peppercorns, star anise, etc.

"Mom, sister-in-law, where are the pickles?"

Zhang Guiying nodded and said: "Your cellar is already full. If these vegetables are left outside, they will go bad in a short time, so I plan to pickle them for you so that you can eat them anytime!"

"The cellar is full?"

Zhou Yang heard the key sentence from his mother-in-law's words and immediately asked in surprise.

"Well, the crops in the village have been bumper again this year. Not counting anything else, each person can get more than three hundred kilograms of cabbage, radish, mustard greens and gourd eggs."

Then Zhang Guiying continued: "There are even more yam eggs (potatoes). It is said that one acre of yams can weigh more than 1200 kilograms this year. Each person in our village can get 1800 kilograms, and the strong laborers can get an additional 7 kilograms. You guys There are seven people in our family, and the yam eggs alone are worth tens of thousands of pounds. How can we store so many things in the cellar at home?”

"Haha, it looks like this year is going to be a good year again!" Zhou Yang said with a smile.

The sister-in-law took over the conversation and said: "That's not true. Although there is less rain this year, because most of the fields in our village have been pumped with wells and watered, and we are willing to put in fertilizers, the grain output is better than in previous years. Much more.”

"By the way, while you and Xiaowei were away from home, your eldest brother sent all the food you needed to your home. There were 2400 jins of wheat, 2800 jins of oats, 700 jins of soybeans, jins of yam, eggs, and corn. It hasn’t been threshed yet, so I don’t know how much there is, but I estimate it is around kilograms!”

After hearing what his sister-in-law said, Zhou Yang couldn't help but click his tongue.

According to such a rough calculation, the grain and vegetables their family received this year totaled more than 28,000 kilograms.

Although these grains and vegetables are rations for seven people, including Lao Zhang, Wen Hui, and Dabao Xiaobao, the amount of 7 kilograms per person is still shocking.

What's more important is that among the seven members of his family, he is the only one who is counted as a strong laborer and can be assigned to work and grain, while the rest can only receive head grain.

Generally speaking, the grain distributed by work-share grains is at least half more than that of head grain. You can imagine how much grain families with multiple people working in the fields will receive this year.

Thinking back to the year when I first came to Babaoliang Village to join the queue, I almost starved to death due to lack of food, forcing a large group of educated youths to follow the village children to dig mouse holes in the fields in search of food.

It was freezing cold, and a group of people were burning the fire and digging with shovels. He still remembered it vividly.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yang couldn't help but said with emotion: "Now the people in the village will no longer have to worry about filling their stomachs!"

"Haha, you can eat so much, many people are thinking of selling the excess food to the flour mill in the village!" said the sister-in-law.

Zhou Yang smiled and said, "Whether I sell it, I can also increase my income..."

Just as he was talking, the harsh "dah-dah" sound of a tractor suddenly came from outside.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a tractor pulling a huge truck into his yard.

Seeing this, Zhou Yang walked out immediately.

The driver was his uncle Li Jianguo. Wang Ping was sitting on the fender next to the driver's seat and in the passenger seat, and the truck bed behind was filled with flax firewood.

The so-called flax firewood refers to the straw of flax. After it is dried, it becomes the best kindling firewood. It only needs a match to ignite the fire, and does not require any combustion-supporting materials such as paper or leaves.

Therefore, although most of the straw in the village is used to produce feed every year, only flax firewood is distributed to the members as kindling.

Li Jianguo and Wang Ping obviously didn't expect Zhou Yang to be at home. They were stunned for a moment, then turned off the car, and then walked towards him with a smile...

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PS: I spent half the night coding yesterday, but I caught a cold today, so helpless!

(Flax in bloom)

(flax when ripe)

(Flax harvested)

(flax seeds)

(flax oil)

(Sesame cake is a by-product of flax oil extraction!)