Siheyuan: During the great famine, we produced hundreds of millions of tons of grain

The five people were very curious.

Silly Zhu's face turned dark at that time.

Not only was the deaf old lady sent in yesterday, he was also beaten.

"I have no idea!"

Silly Zhu turned around and left.

"How did he go?"

"I remembered that Silly Zhu had the best relationship with the deaf old lady and Yi Zhonghai. He must be very unhappy when the deaf old lady was arrested." "No, I think I heard that he was beaten and was warned by the police. ”

The five people pointed at Silly Zhu’s back.

in the afternoon.

Wan Ping An went out.

Take Qin Huairu with him to his six acres of land.

Cai Quanwu, Lao Qi and others had already started busy.

After a period of investigation, Wan Pingan initially trusted Cai Quanwu and left some matters to him, such as continuing to harvest rice.

woof!

Dahei came forward.

After walking around Wan Ping'an twice, he came to Qin Huairu and smelled it carefully. He smelled like Wan Ping'an, and he was one of his own!

"Come on, Dahei, I brought you meaty bones!"

Wan Ping'an handed the meat and bones to Qin Huairu.

Let her feed Dahei.

Han Dahe and Wan Pingan walked aside.

"Ping An, I'll report it to you about the golden rice."

"The higher authorities will definitely need to investigate and review. It will take a certain amount of time. There will be no immediate action. You may have to wait for a while."

Han Dahe explained the situation.

No organization can do things the same way an individual does things, just do it as soon as you say it will be done.

There are standard procedures for handling affairs in the government.

"I see!"

"Mr. Han, pick some chickens. After Cai Quanwu and the others have finished harvesting the rice, give them one each and say that I rewarded them."

"It's hard for you to kill one yourself and eat it!"

Wan Ping'an ordered with a smile.

"Ping An, you are such a good boss!"

"Xiao Cai and I are definitely lucky to be able to follow you."

Han Dahe gave Wan Pingan a thumbs up!

Wan Ping An never withholds wages and benefits are pretty good!

When Wan Ping'an supervised the harvest of golden rice, the legend of the high yield of golden rice quickly spread from the Hongxing Siheyuan to the entire street.

"Lao Zhang, have you heard of golden rice?"

“Isn’t all rice white?”

"Before, I always thought that rice was all white, but now I know that rice is also golden, and it is very, very high-yielding."

"High yield? How much can it be? Eight or nine hundred catties?"

In a large courtyard not far from the courtyard, there was a group of people gossiping.

In the 50s, when we just entered a new society, the development of various technologies was limited. Under normal circumstances, the rice yield per mu did not exceed [-] kilograms.

Even some high-yield plots will not exceed [-] kilograms.

Not to mention drought and flood disasters!

"If you add another one in front, it will weigh more than 800 kilograms!"

"You didn't wake up, did you?"

"You are just dreaming. I am very awake. Wan Ping'an from the Red Star Courtyard has grown golden rice with a guaranteed yield of [-] kilograms per mu!"

night.

Yi Zhonghai went home.

He took out a bottle of wine and a wine glass, poured a glass of wine directly without any appetizers, and drank three glasses of wine in one go!

"Master, don't drink in such a hurry. I'll cook you some food. Drinking it dry will hurt your stomach!"

Auntie held Yi Zhonghai's hand.

"Stop arguing, I can't eat the stir-fry, so I just want to drink some wine."

Yi Zhonghai pushed Aunt Ma's hand away.

"What's bothering you again?"

"Tell me about it, it will make you feel better."

The eldest mother sighed.

She could probably guess that it was probably related to Wan Ping'an.

"Well, when I came back just now, I heard talk on the street that Wanpingan grew golden rice, with an output of [-] kilograms per mu."

"Say he has immeasurable merit."

"Say he..."

Yi Zhonghai began to pour out his bitterness.

The more people praised Wanping Bay, the more uncomfortable he felt.

finally.

Yi Zhonghai drank too much.

I didn't even eat dinner, so I was helped to bed by my aunt and fell asleep.

The next morning.

Wan Pingan and Qin Huairu came together to get six acres of land.

"Lao Cai, I give you a task."

"Yi Zhonghai in our college is a big landowner and big bourgeois ideological restoration. I want to help him publicize it. You are looking for people. The more the better."

Ping An will continue to engage in Yizhonghai.

Help him publicize it, it will definitely make him feel uncomfortable, and it may affect Yi Zhonghai's work, and he may be demoted, transferred, or even fired!

"I'm going right now!"

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

Cai Quanwu answered simply.

After taking two steps, he turned around and came back.

"Ping An, do you think you can use the reward of golden rice?"

"Nowadays, many people want golden rice. If you give each of them half a catty, they will do their best to promote Yi Zhonghai for you."

Cai Quanwu made a request.

Wan Ping'an nodded

Isn’t it just half a catty of rice per person?

Even if you find a hundred people to promote it, it will only be fifty pounds of golden rice.

"Wait, we need to find as many people as possible, the more the better, at least 100 people."

"It's best to find a few workers in the steel rolling mill and let them spread the news in the factory. I want to see how the island will punish Yi Zhonghai?" A cold light flashed in Wan Pingan's eyes.

"No problem, I guarantee that within three days, everyone in the steel rolling mill will know that Yi Zhonghai, the big landlord, has restored the ideological restoration of the big bourgeoisie!" Cai Quanwu assured, patting his chest.

Ping An is very satisfied.

Turn your head.

Looking at Qin Huairu not far away.

She is taking the big black dog to inspect Wanping's six acres of land.

Delightful for the eyes!

in the afternoon.

Yi Zhonghai went home from get off work.

"Look, is that Yi Zhonghai in front of you?"

"That's him. He was a sixth-level worker in the steel rolling mill. They said he has a bright future and may become an eighth-level fitter. But now it seems his future is bleak!" "I really don't know what he thinks. He has a big landlord and big bourgeois mentality. Restoration, does he want to be a capitalist?”

"Shh, keep your voice down, be careful not to be heard by him."

"So what if I heard it?"

When Yi Zhonghai returned home, he always felt something was wrong.

Soon he found out.

On the road.

There was always someone pointing fingers at him.

The distance is far and the sound is very low, so I can't hear clearly, but sometimes I can hear one or two words, such as "landlord" and "capitalist". Yi Zhonghai went home feeling depressed.

"Master, you, you..."

The aunt hesitated.

"What's wrong with me?"

"If you have something to say, just say it. What are you afraid of?"

Yi Zhonghai was a little impatient.

On the way, I felt very upset when everyone pointed at me.

When he got home, his aunt was hesitant again, which made him even more upset.

"People inside and outside the courtyard are spreading rumors that you are a big landowner and a big capitalist with restoration ideas, and they also say that you are a black sheep!"

The eldest mother finished speaking in one breath.

Yi Zhonghai's face turned dark at that moment.

Isn't this a rumor?

When did he have the ideas of big landowners and big capitalists restored?

Absolutely a lie!

the same moment.

Yan family.

Yan Fugui also just came back from get off work.

"Many people are talking about the head of the family, saying that Yi Zhonghai is a big landowner and a big capitalist with restoration ideas. Should we draw a clear line with him?" The third aunt asked Yan Fugui for instructions.

"Someone wants to trick Yi Zhonghai to death!"

Yan Fugui understood it as soon as he heard it.

Talking about the restoration of Yi Zhonghai’s paternalism, Thaksin!

This is what Yi Zhonghai did. He wanted to turn the courtyard into his own hall.

Yan Fugui definitely doesn't believe that he is a big landowner and big capitalist, and he doesn't believe it. Yi Zhonghai doesn't have this ability, let alone has that kind of idea!

"Draw a clear line, you must draw a clear line~々!"

"I guess Wan Ping'an did it. He wants to kill Yi Zhonghai. If he doesn't draw a clear line with Yi Zhonghai, he might kill us too." Yan Fugui is the smartest of the three stewards.

It's just a lack of courage and no one to support it.

otherwise.

The position of great master must belong to him.

"Oh, Wan Ping'an is brave and resourceful. Such people are the most difficult to deal with and the least to be offended!"

"Be careful what you say in the future, and never say anything bad about Wan Ping An to outsiders."

"Otherwise, once he takes revenge, no one can protect you."

Yan Fugui looked very serious.

The three mothers nodded.

The children of the Yan family also nodded.

Yi Zhonghai passed a sleepless night.

The next morning.

Yi Zhonghai went to work with a pair of dark circles under his eyes.

At work, he always felt something was wrong and someone was always pointing fingers at him.

"Xiao Liu, let's go to the toilet together."

Yi Zhonghai decided to find someone to ask.

The two left the workshop together.

On the way to the toilet, Yi Zhonghai gave Xiao Liu a dollar and finally learned the truth.

Some people say that he is a big landowner and a big bourgeois ideological restoration, which has spread throughout the workshop, and everyone except himself knows it.

Yi Zhonghai's face turned pale at that time.

broken!

Something big is going to happen!

As soon as he returned to the workshop, he was called to the office by the workshop director.

"Master Yi, I'm here to talk to you on behalf of the factory leaders. You must answer the questions seriously and be responsible for the content of your answers!"

The workshop director looked serious.

"I will answer truthfully!"

Yi Zhonghai nodded.

"There are rumors in the factory that you, the big landowner and big capitalist, have a restoration mentality and have banned Wan Ping'an from farming and want to divide the fruits of his personal labor."

"Are the rumors true?"

The workshop director stared at Yi Zhonghai.

"Unjustly accused!"

“I don’t have the ideological restoration of big landowners and big capitalists!”

Yi Zhonghai broke out in a cold sweat.

"Did you stop Wan Ping'an from farming?"

"Are you going to divide the fruits of his labor?"

The workshop director stared at Yi Zhonghai.

"I stopped him, but I didn't want to share the fruits of his labor. I just educated him, didn't let him eat alone, and let him learn!"

Yi Zhonghai defended.

Snapped!

The workshop director slapped the table.

"Yi Zhonghai, I think there is something wrong with your thinking."

"He doesn't steal or rob, so why should he give you the fruits of his labor?"

"Isn't this just robbery?"

The workshop director reprimanded.

He thought it was all a rumor, but he didn't expect it to be partly true.

This is pinkeye!

"Yi Zhonghai, on behalf of the field leaders, I announce your punishment."

"Starting from today, your work level will be reduced to level four. You have three days to write a [-]-word self-examination letter to review your ideological errors."

the workshop director announced.

what?

Yi Zhonghai was shocked.

If he lowers his level by two levels, wouldn't he be the same as Jia Gensheng?

He used to look down on Jia Gensheng, who was not like a man, was cowardly, had tracheitis, and was two levels lower than him as a fitter.

it's good now.

The two were even.

He no longer had any sense of superiority.

"Director, please take back the punishment!"

"It's not easy for me to take the exam. I worked hard for so many years to get to Level [-]. If you drop me two levels at once, when will I be able to take the exam back?"