attack stream of life

After the autumn harvest, there is a relatively free time. Although I still have to go to work every day, the labor intensity is not as great as before, and people can relax a little bit.

When the educated youths had time, they collected some local specialties from the villagers and sent them home to express their affection to their families.There is no middleman to make the difference for the mountain products that the villagers dry themselves, and it is cheap to buy.Of course, they are definitely not as good-looking as those specially sold. Everyone is affordable, and you don’t need to look good, as long as the things are good.

Zhaoming doesn't make special ones, he also collects some local mushrooms, dried bamboo shoots, lotus root powder, etc., packs them up, and sends them home.He has always distinguished personal emotions from personal obligations, no matter what he thinks in his heart, he always does it well on the surface, making people blameless.

He also borrowed tools from the carpenter in the village, asked the village chief for some wood, and took a drawing himself, saying that he would make a small machine that automatically sows seeds.The educated youth who shared the same room with him found it interesting and helped to do it together. Later, even the old educated youth joined in. There are a few of them who are proficient in mechanics.

In fact, what Zhaoming made is a hand-push seeder that is very common in later generations, and the spacing and the number of seeds dropped each time can be set.Moreover, it is pushed all the way while standing, so it is not strenuous, and there is no need to bend down again and again.Although he didn't have this memory at the moment, he had some vague inspirations and began to think about it.

In fact, before sowing in the village, a columbine cart was used, pulled by an ox and a donkey in front, followed by a person.But this sowing method has flaws. According to the guidance of the technician who came, there should be a strict distance of a few centimeters between the seeds, and there should be an accurate number of seeds in each pit, which cannot be achieved by traditional columbine vehicles. point.

So what to do?In order to increase production, a very primitive and ancient method is adopted for local sowing. It is still necessary to pull the plow at the front to plow all the way, and the people behind bend down to scatter seeds again and again, covering a thin layer of soil.Bending like this is actually a very tiring job, and it is also very unfriendly to the spine, and it is easy to hunchback.

Because the educated youths were immature in their work, people disliked them and prevented them from sowing seeds, but Zhaoming found it tiring even if he just watched from the sidelines.He wondered if he could make a hand-push seeder.

But he is a child in the city, and he has learned about farming in the past half a year. Although he seems to have a vague concept in his mind, he also knows a concept, but he is really not sure about it.So he has already made preparations for a long-term war of resistance, slowly pondering.

Who knew that there were still two big mechanical masters hidden in the old educated youth. He was puzzled, but he understood as soon as he heard it. The backhand was a mechanical drawing, and a small model was made every two days.

Everyone took a simple model and walked around the field, using small stones to pretend to be seeds.

"It's done?" Zhao Ming, the initiator, still had a look of incredulity on his face. Sure enough, he had to find a professional for everything.

So they made a standard one, and some metal parts in the middle were specially bought in the county.There is a place in the county that specializes in selling bicycle parts. Assembling bicycles by yourself is cheaper than buying off-the-shelf bicycles, and the business has been good.

They called the village chief and the captain to demonstrate.The captain’s eyes were wide open, and he touched the planter that hadn’t been polished yet, as if he was touching some kind of treasure, and said in amazement, “It’s better to be educated. Let’s work all our lives and sleep with the grain. Not such a baby."

The team leader took the planter to the commune, and the cadres of the commune took it to the county seat.After half a month like this, the rewards were issued, and each participating educated youth recorded [-] work points, as well as an honorary newspaper—yes, they and this little machine are honored to be the county newspaper’s editors. There were headlines on the front page, and even reporters came down to take pictures of them.

Work points are not the key, the key is the honor and the records on the file.

People at the moment are still relatively simple, and so are the educated youths. They read the newspaper and almost cried.

I have been down for two years, and I can be regarded as having a little sense of reality in building the countryside.

The mechanical tycoon patted Zhaoming's shoulder with tears in his eyes, "Think about it, what else can we invent and design, everyone think about it and brainstorm."

Invention is never an easy task. After the educated youths invented the hand-push seeder, there was no news about it, but the villagers were not disappointed. They had been working on the farm for many years without making one. These young people made it in just a few years. A tool to reduce the workload.

Although they are used to stooping all the time to sow seeds, it would be better if they didn't have to stoop all the time.

Suddenly I feel that knowledge is not a bad thing, at least he is smart after learning it.Who thinks there are too many such tools?

Most of the people responsible for sowing are women and the elderly. Once they get started, hey, they don’t have to bend down frequently, and they don’t feel like they’re broken after a day.This time I felt the benefits, and those educated youths became more amiable.

Everyone is realistic, and only when it is closely related to their own interests will they really care.

Those who have benefited, what they have collected at home, if they have more, they will send some over.

No, an old man in the village planted a lot of wax gourds, and one was so big that he couldn’t finish it for three days. The leftovers were afraid of spoiling, so the neighbors shared some, and the educated youth also got a share. a big circle.

It just so happened that the round-faced young man in the educated youth village had just sent a piece of ham from his hometown. It was ham that had been aged for three years. The reddish-brown meat, cut into a piece, looked like flames in the sun.Comrade Xiao Yu pondered for a moment, then clapped his hands together, "Let's make ham and winter melon soup."

If the ham is not cooked properly, it will be salty and dry, but Comrade Xiaoyu is a good cook. She soaked the large piece of ham in water to remove the excess salt, then sliced ​​it, stacked it into a complete piece, and cut two pieces in the middle. Each piece is no more than an inch long and no more than two millimeters thick.

The ham slices are boiled first, and the clear water is bubbling like a dragon spitting pearls, and like a string of tiny pearls.When the savory taste of the ham slowly comes out, the soup turns into a slightly amber color, then poured in the washed and cut winter melon, and then put a little dried shrimp to enhance the freshness.

The steps seem to be very simple, but in fact, there are rules for how big the slices should be and when to put the winter melon. Only when everything is placed in the most appropriate position can a pot of light, salty and fragrant ham and winter melon soup come out.

A group of educated youths held their rice bowls and ate contentedly around a large pot of ham and winter melon soup.The ham slices get rid of the shortcomings of being too salty and too dry after being marinated with coarse salt, and retain the strong and fresh aroma of the marinade, while the winter melon absorbs enough soup and becomes translucent, with a refreshing, waxy and smooth taste. The thick and salty fragrance.The two really complement each other, a match made in heaven.

Although there was only brown rice and sweet potato porridge in the rice bowl, and only a stack of local mustard and a bowl of soup on the table, no one showed any dissatisfaction.Everyone ate very happily, and the time to eat after work has always been what they look forward to the most.

Comrade Xiaoyu said very modestly that the soup was not ready yet, the winter melon was a bit old, the part of the ham was not the most suitable, and she was not experienced enough to control the heat...but so what, even with so many restrictions Conditions, still does not affect this is a good pot of soup.

Comrade Spectacles, who aspired to be a writer, was full of ideas after dinner. He said he wanted to write an essay, and wrote nothing else, just the winter melon soup they ate today.

Seeing that the young man tripped over the threshold and stood up to write, everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed.

"It's a pity that I really don't have any writing skills. I can't write one-tenth of this soup. Otherwise, I will write it and send it to my family, so that they can rest assured. My family wrote to me, I am afraid that my life here will be difficult, but they can't help it They told me to go back, so the parents in the letter were full of guilt. Although it was not as easy as when I was studying, there are so many confidantes and friends here, and Comrade Xiaoyu’s soup, I don’t feel wronged. Such an experience." An educated youth said, his words revealed his true feelings.

"Fortune and misfortune always depend on each other. Now that we have come here, complaining and regretting are useless. We are passionate and young, so why bother to make such a ridiculous face. I heard that the educated youth next door was crying and making noise, like a hooligan Shrew, it really shouldn’t be. After studying for so long, you only learned to complain? Among other things, if the planter we made, if we were in the city, would we have a chance to do it? What kind of bad thing, let’s work hard , can turn into a good thing.”

"You all care about me, but I was exiled. There are five or six brothers in my family, all of whom are likable, so in the end I came here for two years, and the family didn't seem to remember that there was another son outside. If you say no, don't complain. If you want to say resentment, it is too bitter and resentful, and there is always a trace of unwillingness. Fortunately, I met all brothers and sisters. Although there is no blood relationship, but there is love for fellow countrymen. With everyone's care, I have nothing to do Complaining. How about the countryside? You can still achieve your career.”

"It's fate that we can get together. What's more, the captain and others in the village are good. Although the work is hard and the life is difficult, they will not suffer from hunger and cold. There is also a group of close friends who can share sorrow and joy, read books together, and Eat delicious food together. In the past, we underestimated ourselves and felt that we could only farm the land when we came here, but we didn’t know that we had other uses, so life was sad. Now I think about it, we have studied for so many years, Can we just wait in silence and wait for others to give us a chance? Comrades, don’t forget, we came to the countryside to ‘achieve a lot’, how can we be overwhelmed by the difficulties in front of us?”

"Comrade Shuheng said that, among other things, we have a few machinery manufacturers, and we can continue to develop small machines that reduce the burden on farmers. And if we have good grades, we will go to run a school. If the superiors do not approve, Let’s do it ourselves, and we still have time after work, so it’s better to use it to teach children to read than to wait? Tomorrow we’ll go to the captain of the brigade, and the president of the commune.”

Everyone's blood was boiling with enthusiasm, and they all applauded.

Opportunities do not come by waiting, but by fighting for them. The success of the planter is like a small flame that rekindled the enthusiasm of the educated youths.

They are still young, and youth represents hope and change.

As expected, the old educated youths applied to the captain to run an elementary school. Most of their educated youths were scholars, at least those who had graduated from junior high school, and most of them were high school students.

The captain asked the commune to respond, but the commune was vague, neither saying yes nor no.The president was blocked several times by the team leader, and finally gave a reminder. There is no precedent for running a primary school in the village. If you want to succeed, it will be the same as running a factory in a commune. Even if the leaders at the top can't do it, they have to do it.

Just like a few days ago, the director of a certain state-owned factory paid employees benefits based on the profits of the products sold. If the more they sold, the employees would work hard, and the output doubled in a year. , but was later reported on, the factory manager almost went to jail, and the employees made a fuss. In the end, the factory manager was still indifferent and had nothing to do?

Province Z is different from other places. The grassroots leaders are all from the local area. If they want to keep their status, they must get the support of the local people. Therefore, we should not only consider the opinions of the above, but also the opinions of the people below.

This has caused such a phenomenon, the people are not promoted, the officials are not held accountable, commune factories and free markets are springing up like mushrooms, and they are like weeds that can't be burned or killed.

Not to mention commune factories, formal ones, according to the "Regulations of the People's Commune", are reasonable, reasonable and legal. Among other things, there is a "dried bamboo shoot processing factory" in the village, which can bring ten thousand dollars a year to the villagers. Multi-block benefits.

The 'free trade market' that has disappeared for a while, that is, the 'black market', has always been a semi-public existence here. The old ladies in the country exchanged eggs for matches and needles, and the old ladies in the city exchanged money for eggs. , even the patrols on the street acted as if they were blind.

Generally, when the news is tight, the 'free market' is closed for a few days, and as soon as people leave, the door of the free market opens again.

The leader of the commune said so, and a few small leaders in the village discussed, "Then let's do it ourselves, and use the old warehouse as a classroom. Why don't you learn from the ready-made teachers? If you don't learn, you will suffer, and fools don't learn. We all have children. , It’s not enough to be blind by yourself, and the child is still blind? Don’t ask for anything else, if my kid can make a planter like the educated youths in the future, I can laugh out loud even in my dreams.”

Once the team leader and others set up a large one, they not only want to run a primary school, but also run a literacy class, so that young couples in the village can also come to school.They have determination and foresight. Although they don't know the details, they still have a vague feeling that in the future, scholars still have to stand out.

As for the teacher, let the educated youth in the village be in charge. One day in elementary school, three hours in the morning and three hours in the afternoon, counts as ten work points.After work, the literacy class goes to class for two hours, which counts as three work points, which is equivalent to half a day's work points for a strong laborer.

The village is so generous, and the educated youths are unambiguous. They selected two relatively thin educated youths as primary school teachers.Originally, two lesbians were selected, but one lesbian said that she was fine, so she gave up the spot to the glasses brother, for no other reason. This guy's health is really bad, and the literary talent is inversely proportional to the physique. The male version Lin Daiyu, everyone is afraid that he will collapse at any time.

Comrade Spectacles was so moved that his eyes were red, and he wanted to refuse, but everyone pushed him down.

Write down the list, and when they see it, it's okay, they are both high school students, so let the two of them be teachers.As for other educated youths, they take turns teaching literacy classes, which can earn them a lot of extra work points a month.

The primary school was completed in a hurry, and the team bought blackboards and chalk with money, and made other tables and chairs out of wood.

Little Glasses went to work for a few days, and a certain monthly novel was mailed to the village. It turned out that "that bowl of ham and winter melon soup" written by Little Glasses was printed on it.He is very talented in writing, the most ordinary things in life, but in his writing, they are full of flavor and endless aftertaste.

Little Glasses uses ham as a metaphor for educated youth like them, and wax gourd as a metaphor for rural areas. They are all ordinary food, one is too salty and too bitter, and the other is bland, but once the two collide and blend, incredible changes will occur, just like that A bowl of ham and winter melon soup.

Along with the monthly magazine, there is also a manuscript fee of eight yuan, which is not much money, but because it is earned by writing words, it is very rare.

The villagers didn't have the concept before, and it was unbelievable that just a few thousand words could be exchanged for money, a few dollars.They quickly established an equation in their minds, knowledge equals money.All of a sudden, many families who would rather have their children freed up sent their children here, mostly boys and a few girls.

The educated youths were influenced by the new ideas, and most of them were not patriarchal. Even if there were, they treated them equally on the surface. They told the villagers that if they could not part with a child’s one yuan tuition fee, then let the girls come to school at night. Literacy classes don’t cost money anyway, and they don’t take up time in the labor camp, right?

So there are many more girls in the literacy class.Not all girls can realize the benefits of this matter to them, but those who feel a little bit are very serious, and their eyes are full of desire for knowledge.

"When these children come out and are admitted to school, then it will be a good bowl of slow-cooked soup." The old educated youth took a pen and scribbled on the paper, thinking about what to teach the adults to mobilize their enthusiasm tomorrow.

"I saw Comrade Zhaoming's use of stories last time was very good. It was entertaining and entertaining. Many people came here not to read, but to listen to stories."

"Sister Xiaohua is also good, and she even made up a formula for recognizing characters."

Everyone discussed the teaching content of tomorrow night, having fun.