With the spiritual spring space, rebirth in the red era

"This is my room." Xue Ming took Zhao Xue to the west wing, opened the closet, took out the quilt and made the bed.

"I'll do it, we'll stay here tonight." Zhao Xue was very interested in her fiancé's former bedroom, and while making the bed, she looked at the furnishings in the room.

Although the room is small, it is well-furnished, with a desk, bookshelf, tables, chairs and benches. There are many animal skeleton specimens on the bookshelf, and there are several wolf skulls that look scary.

"Xiaoxue said you have thousands of grains hidden here. Where is it?" Zhao Erlian was a little excited. There was not much surplus grain in the Zhao family's grain storehouse. It was difficult for every household to save surplus grain these days.

"In the granary next door, you go and tidy up your room first." Xue Ming opened the bedrooms of his two younger brothers to Zhao Erlian, then turned and locked himself in the warehouse next door.

There were only some shabby furniture in the warehouse. Xue Ming closed the curtains and took out forty bags of rice from the space and piled them in the corner. Each bag of rice weighed one hundred kilograms, which was exactly four thousand kilograms.

He poured water on the ground and started sweeping. After sweeping, he opened the door and called Zhao Xue brother and sister to come over. He opened a sack and revealed white rice.

"Oh my god, this much rice is enough for our family to eat for two years." Zhao Xue was stunned as she held the rice.

"I'll go to the brigade headquarters to drive a truck, load the truck at night, and return to the provincial capital overnight." Zhao Erlian was also frightened and started breathing rapidly. It would be impossible to keep so many people unattended.

"We'll leave in a few days. I plan to go into the mountains tomorrow to hunt a bear and make bear bone wine for Grandpa. Of course I have to go home once in a while to get over the hunting addiction." Xue Ming said with a smile.

Next, Zhao Er turned into a comedian in a matter of seconds. He turned back to the bedroom, picked up the bedding and made it on the floor in the granary. He sat on the floor holding his shotgun and never left the granary except to go to the toilet.

Xue Ming was amused by him and gave him a few pieces of bread and a bottle of Feitian Moutai at dusk to keep him at home, while he took Zhao Xue to visit Captain Zhao Tian with gifts.

Members of the 15th production team gathered at Zhao Tian's house. Scorekeeper Lao Lin said at the top of his voice, "Xiao Tian, ​​no matter whether other teams use urea or not, our responsibility field will definitely not use Japanese urea."

"Yes, our fifteenth team is determined not to use urea. The Japanese have no good intentions." All the commune members shouted at the same time to boycott urea, and the yard was in a mess.

"If the Japanese are not kind enough to use urea to burn our crops, everyone will be hungry, and comrades will not agree." Lao Lin continued to fan the flames.

"No, no," everyone else protested. In their eyes, urea was like a scourge.

The oldest Mr. Ma suddenly coughed, and everyone fell silent to wait for the respected man to express his opinion.

"I am 80 years old and have been farming all my life. I only know that manure can be used for farming. I suggest not using urea this year and waiting for other production teams to use it first. If the effect is good, we can use it next year." Lao Ma said.

All the members immediately raised their hands in support, and Zhao Tian smiled bitterly, "Since no one wants to use it, then don't use it. I will throw this pile of urea into the ditch tomorrow to save everyone's worries."

"Throw it away. We are the ancestors when it comes to growing crops. How can the Japanese know how to grow crops better than us? Everyone, tell me." Scorekeeper Lao Lin raised his arms and shouted.

"Old Lin is right. We are the ancestors of farming. How many years does Little Japan have?" Someone in the crowd immediately expressed support.

"Uncle Zhao Tian, ​​Mr. Lin and Mr. Ma, since you don't want to use urea, just let me take you away." Xue Ming walked into Zhao Tian's house with a smile.

"Hey, Da Mingzi, come here quickly and let Mr. Ma take a look." Mr. Ma instantly showed a kind smile.

"This eldest girl is my granddaughter-in-law, she looks like a child from the city." Scorekeeper Lao Lin also put away his anger and put on a smile.

Xue Ming was a popular figure in the Zhaocun Brigade and the only capable person who left his rural household registration to go to the provincial capital to eat commercial grain. Over the years, the legend of Xue Ming is still circulating throughout Guangming Commune.

The members of the commune expressed their condolences, while a group of old women surrounded Zhao Xue, praising her beauty and soon making her blush.

Zhao Xue took out the fruit candies and gave them to the children. A group of naughty children immediately gathered around her and asked for wedding candies. Some called her sister and some called aunt. Their little mouths were sweeter than the others.

There were so many people that Zhao Xue couldn't tell them apart, so he simply asked a goddess to scatter flowers and sprinkle the wedding candies, and a group of people grabbed them together.

"Da Tao and Er Tao went home and pulled the truck over, and found a few more people to deliver this pile of urea to Xiao Xue's house." Zhao Tian was also happy with the beauty of adulthood. If everyone refused to use it, he gave it to Xue Ming as a favor.

The young man who grabbed the wedding candy immediately helped to pack the urea. Xue Ming smiled from ear to ear. The space farm finally had fertilizer. He had to sigh that this is an abstract and fantasy world.

Xue Ming put two bottles of Feitian Moutai on the table. Zhao Tian asked his wife to go to the kitchen to cook some home-cooked dishes, leaving Lao Lin, Lao Ma and others to drink with Xue Ming.

Zhao Xue also went to help in the kitchen and sat in the kitchen with several women to eat during the meal. It was a custom in Zhao Village that women and children did not go to the banquet.

The meal was very enjoyable. After the meal, Xue Ming took Zhao Xue to the brigade headquarters to drive the truck home and load the urea sent by the 15th team into the truck.

Early the next morning, Xue Dajun came to Xue Ming's house. He was Xue Ming's former cheap uncle. At that time, the two families had not interacted with each other for a long time.

"Children, go to my house to sit. Your aunt wants to see her nephew and daughter-in-law. The members of our team don't want to use urea either. You go to my house and take the urea away."

Xue Dajun took out two dollars from his pocket and said, "The provincial capital is too far away. I can't go without a letter of introduction from the county, so I won't go there."

This was to ease the relationship between the two families. Xue Ming was not a stingy person. He accepted the two yuan gift and arranged for Zhao Xue to get some food in return.

Then he carried ten pounds of rice and six steamed buns in a basket to his eldest uncle's house. The eldest aunt was so happy that she took Zhao Xue's hand and went into the house to whisper. Xue Ming saw a pile of urea in the yard.

Xue Dajun handed Xue Ming a shovel, and the two loaded the urea onto the truck together. When one-tenth of the amount was left, Xue Dajun said, "Keep the rest. I plan to try it on half an acre of land."

"Haha, uncle is still thoughtful." Xue Ming gave him a thumbs up.

In everything, there is always the first person to eat the crab. Some people firmly resist urea, and some people use urea to plant half an acre of farmland first and wait to see the effect next year.

If the farmland using urea has a bumper harvest next year, it will be used in large quantities. This is how chemical fertilizers are slowly accepted by the Chinese people. It always takes time for new things to be accepted.

Xue Ming chatted with his uncle for a few words and then took Zhao Xue home with urea. He was surprised to find four trucks parked in the yard, all filled with white urea.

Zhao Jixiang, the captain of the 18th Production Team, said with a smile, "I heard that you want these lime noodles, uncle, I sent them to you, haha."

"I thank you. Xiaoxue, go and get ten kilograms of rice for each of the four uncles." Xue Ming couldn't help but want to laugh, the comrades are so silly and cute.