Rebirth 1958: My Home is in Nanluoguxiang

While waiting for Tokiwa to come back, little Aning kept leaning on the car window and watching. Her little body only collapsed when she saw Tokiwa walking towards her from the sea in the distance.

"let's go!"

Tokiwa opened the car door, glanced at the seemingly well-behaved little girl in the back seat, said nothing, turned the key, stepped on the accelerator, and the SUV roared away.

"Entropy, you don't want to challenge that kid?"

"Aren't you?"

"Maybe, maybe not. Those who give up will be eliminated by fate."

The off-road vehicle disappeared into the horizon, heading towards the distant end of time.

It is National Day again this year, and this year's National Day is particularly lively, not only because it is the 25th anniversary, but also because this year's grain output has achieved the largest increase in nearly a decade, directly doubling!

When the front pages of major newspapers were filled with large, bold headlines congratulating the country for doubling its grain output, the whole country was plunged into a joyous atmosphere.

The report pointed out: After more than three years of unremitting efforts, we have finally built thirteen large chemical production bases, which were put into production at the beginning of this year, greatly increasing the output of fertilizers. China's agricultural production has initially bid farewell to the single, primitive production model that relies on farmyard manure, and has formed a primary modern agriculture that uses fertilizers on a large scale, is mainly manual and assisted by mechanization, and has achieved a good result of doubling grain production...

"Now I wonder who will bring up this bullshit idea of ​​dividing the land and working on their own in the future!"

Chang Zhengyang put down the newspaper, stood up to get a bottle of wine, and poured two glasses of wine to Shen Qianwen's surprise.

"Come on, let's go!"

"You don't seem happy that the grain production has doubled?"

"Of course not. I am happy that I participated in a great historical process and played a small role."

Chang Zhengyang drank three glasses of wine in one breath. Shen Qianwen could feel that Chang Zhengyang seemed particularly happy today. This might be the happiest day since the prince's accident.

"I haven't seen you this happy in years."

"Yes, over the years, many people have not said anything, but they are actually waiting to see us make a fool of ourselves. I know that people at home and abroad have always said that we are militaristic and aggressive. The people can't even get enough food to eat, but we only know how to develop high technology. Do you remember what someone in Hong Kong said?"

Shen Qianwen poured wine for Chang Zhengyang and asked, "Which sentence?"

Cough!

Chang Zhengyang cleared his throat, showing a compassionate look of a scholar, shaking his head and saying: "Huaxia, please wait for your people!"

puff!

Shen Qianwen was so amused by Chang Zhengyang's lifelike performance that she laughed out loud and shook with laughter.

"You are so mean, you killed someone and still want to destroy his heart!"

Chang Zhengyang rolled his eyes and said, "Not only will I destroy their hearts, I will also make them infamous for eternity!"

Doubling grain production is just the beginning. This year's average yield per mu has reached 600 kilograms, which is good enough for everyone.

Last year, the average yield per mu was only 300 kilograms, which was barely enough to fill everyone's stomach. This year, it has doubled, and many people already feel like they are dreaming.

In fact, if there are excellent high-yield seeds, good pesticides, more complete water irrigation, and large-scale mechanized operations, it will be very easy to exceed 1,000 kilograms per mu. By then, people across the country will not only be able to have enough food, but will also have extra food to raise chickens, ducks, geese, cattle, sheep, pigs and other livestock, providing everyone with a rich variety of high-quality proteins such as meat, eggs, and milk.

The two of them seemed to be infected by the thunderous applause coming from Chang'an Avenue in the distance.

"May our great motherland prosper!" x2

Chang Zhengyang raised his glass and saluted towards the red wall. “Lonely old man, you should be very happy today!”

Ever since the death of the Crown Prince, the old man's mental state has not been very good. He has been living in seclusion in recent years and his health is not as good as before.

Chang Zhengyang knew that the root of the problem was still psychological. The old man couldn't bear to see the common people suffer. He was worried that after he was gone, the ideals he had so painstakingly upheld would be overturned.

The impact of doubling China's grain production is not just about ensuring that ordinary people have enough food to eat.

The competition between major powers is not just about momentary explosive power, but also about deep internal strength. If your people cannot even get enough food to eat, it will be difficult for you to persist in the game between major powers.

Both Russia and the United States understand this, but the former is currently in high spirits, conquering cities all over the world and showing signs of becoming the world's leader. Therefore, every increase in the national strength of China, which is right next to it, is like a fishbone stuck in its throat. So it began to instigate Annan and support it in becoming the little overlord of Southeast Asia.

After withdrawing its troops from Annan and retreating to lick its wounds, the United States continued to extend an olive branch to China, and the two sides began to join forces to trip up the Russian bear.

By 1975, there were many American faces in Yanjing City. Although there were no direct flights between the two countries, the economic and trade exchanges between the two sides had increased significantly through Japan as a transit point.

On this spring day with flowers blooming, a large passenger plane of American Airlines landed on the runway of Yanjing West Suburb Airport.

"Wow, it's only been a few years and Yanjing has changed a lot!"

Fatty Wang stuck his head out of the car window and looked at the neat streets, the staggered buildings, and the endless stream of bicycles outside the car window. When passing the intersection, he actually saw a traffic policeman directing traffic. A few years ago, there were no traffic police in the country, but now they have appeared!

"Yes, this is a huge change. Look how good everyone looks!"

Ding Sitian held her sister-in-law in her arms, her tone full of emotion and uneasiness.

"Mom, mom, I want to see it too!"

This two-year-old fat boy was obviously not a quiet person. He struggled desperately in Ding Sitian's arms, clamoring to see the scenery outside the car window.

"Okay, okay, you can do it, but don't shout."

Ding Sitian reluctantly let her son stand on her legs, while she tightly hugged the little guy's plump waist.

"Really? You're just like your dad. You eat so much and get fat. No girl will like you in the future!"

While complaining, Ding Sitian tried hard to control the restless little fat boy.

Fatty Wang, who was lying on the side and had been shot, said indignantly: "Fat Master, this is not fat, this is strong!"

Ding Sitian was speechless and said, "Yes, you are strong, but look at Xiaobao, he is not even three years old and already weighs over 40 kilograms. Is that reasonable? He is so fat, and it is you who has spoiled the child!"

Fatty Wang said dissatisfiedly: "Don't blame me. How could I know that all the snacks I hid were found by him? It's okay. This kid looks so fat now. My mother will definitely be happy after seeing him."