When Wang Wanchun heard the news that Maixiang Village had decided not to harvest in advance, he was so angry that he immediately rode his bicycle and went to Maixiang Village himself.

"Didn't you receive the order to harvest?" When Wang Wanchun saw Wang Zhong, he couldn't help but question. Wang Zhong said: "I received it, but the wheat is not yet ripe. If you harvest it in advance, the loss will be too great."

"When the heavy rain comes, the losses will be even greater!" Wang Wanchun said excitedly. Wang Zhongdao: "The weather forecast only said that there will be extremely heavy rain in some areas, and it did not mention it by name in our Maixiangling area. There will be heavy rains on both sides.

The loss, more or less, doesn’t make much difference, but what if we don’t have a heavy rainstorm here?”

"Who do you think you are, that you are better than the experts from the provincial and county meteorological bureaus?" Wang Wanchun cursed, hating that iron is not as good as steel.

Wang Zhong didn't say anything. He pulled Wang Wanchun to the end of the field. He looked at the wheat fields that were beginning to mature all over the mountains and plains and said, "Wan Chun, look at it. The wheat is growing so well. Now is the time when the grains are ripe. If they were cut in advance,

, the loss is at least 20%, if it is more, 30% or 40% is not impossible!"

"That's 30% to 40%. How much food is this? The villagers have worked hard for more than half a year and exchanged it with their sweat bit by bit."

"If it hadn't rained, wouldn't it have been all in vain?"

"But what if it rains!" Wang Wanchun also said very politely: "It will be a heavy rainstorm. When it rains heavily, how much wheat will be left in the ground?"

"You are also an experienced farmer. There are not many people in the whole Maixiangling area who can compare with you. Don't you understand such a simple truth?" Wang Zhong said: "Even if there is a heavy rainstorm, it will only last for a few days at most.

Even if there is a loss, it will only be 40 to 50% of the total. If we handle it well, it may be even less. I still believe that there will be no heavy rainstorms in our Maixiangling area."

"You idiot, why didn't I notice you were so stubborn before!" Wang Wanchun was so angry that his teeth itched, he pointed at Wang Zhongzhong and cursed.

"Wang Wanchun, Deputy District Chief Wang, there is no need to discuss the early harvest." Wang Zhong said firmly.

"Even if it rains heavily and the wheat in the field suffers heavy losses, that is our Maixiang Village's business. Our village will not miss a single grain of public grain this year, and we will never use the covered wheat to make up for it. No.

It will make things difficult for you. If the higher-ups insist on pursuing you, I will bear the consequences no matter what, whether it is killing or beheading, I will admit it."

"You..." Wang Wanchun said angrily, pointing at Wang Zhong's nose: "Am I afraid of taking responsibility? I am thinking about the villagers. It would be a pity to lose such good wheat if it is soaked by a heavy rain.

." Wang Zhong pulled Wang Wanchun's hand down and smiled slightly: "Don't I know who you are? You are also doing it for our own good, but we just want to take a gamble. After all, so much wheat will be harvested early.

, the loss is too great, everyone’s heart feels like it’s fried.”

"We have had good harvests every year in the past few years. Even if it rains heavily this year, we can still afford this loss. But if there is no heavy rain, look at the wheat in this field, look at its growth, this

But it’s another good year with a bumper harvest.”

"Wan Chun, Deputy District Chief Wang, please let us bet this time!" Wang Zhong spoke sincerely, with sincerity in his eyes: "If we don't bet this time, none of us will be willing to do it!"

"Hey!" Wang Wanchun's full words came to his lips, and they all turned into a sigh: "Just be stubborn, you have the temper of a donkey and the courage of an ox! I can't do anything with you." Wang Wanchun couldn't defeat Wang Zhong and got angry.

The man on his bicycle hurried away.

In the next few days, except for a light rain, there were continuous sunny days. The villagers were worried about a heavy rain, but Wang Zhong did not send a message to harvest early, and the villagers were reluctant to part with the little wheat.

, wanting to harvest more, amidst the uneasiness of the villagers, as time went by, the wheat ears gradually became golden, and the mountains and plains were filled with yellow and orange, golden, one after another.

The heavy ears of wheat bent their backs, and smiles appeared on the faces of the villagers. Without Wang Zhong saying anything, the villagers began to prepare intensively for harvesting.

In the entire Maixiangling District, except for Maixiang Village, dozens of other villages all harvested in advance. Although the losses were not heavy, the gap was immediately apparent whether compared with previous years or with Maixiang Village, which had a good harvest.

Out.

Even the county's top leader, Zhou Yihu, personally led a team to Maixiang Village for an inspection and praised Wang Zhong, Niu Dadan and others.

"Secretary Zhou, in fact, the main credit for this time is Comrade Ma Renli, the vice president of our Cunxi Club. If he hadn't been observing and recording the weather over the years, he came up with the information that there will be no heavy rainstorms in our Maixiangling area this year.

We don’t dare to make such a decision.”

"Ma Renli?" Zhou Yihu was a little surprised: "Does he still have this ability?"

"Secretary Zhou, after all, Ma Renli also went to the Agricultural College in Peiping and worked as a librarian. He is quite capable. Among other things, it was Ma Renli who followed me for the few irrigation ditches in our village.

We designed it together. Our Maixiang Village has had good harvests every year in the past few years, and Comrade Ma Renli is indispensable."

"It seems that Ma Renli is really a talent." Zhou Yihu said with deep approval. Zhou Yihu is the kind of person who is relatively open-minded and dedicated to public service.

Wang Zhong led Zhou Yihu and everyone to the oil pressing workshop again. Looking at the three large old-fashioned wooden oil presses lined up in the big house, Zhou Yihu's eyes showed a strange look: "I heard that your Maixiang Village started the oil press last year.

This oil-pressing workshop not only presses oil for itself, but also presses oil for villagers from all over the country. This scale is quite large."

"Originally I only planned to make one, but I got lucky when I went into the mountains and found some good wood, so I just made three. The more there are, the faster the oil extraction will be." Wang Zhong

explained.

"I'm a little curious, what do you think, leading the villagers to start an oil mill?" Zhou Yihu asked curiously.

Wang Zhongdao: "In recent years, our production has been good. We produce a lot of peanuts and soybeans every year. It would be a pity to sell them directly. If they are used to extract oil, it will not only solve the problem of the villagers eating oil, but also the remaining oil

The dregs can not only be used as rations, but can also be used to feed livestock. If we increase our scale, we can raise more pigs, cattle and sheep. If there are more livestock, won't there be more excrement? As the old saying goes.

Okay, a flower in the banker relies entirely on dung. We have solved the problem of fertilizer, and the output may be able to be improved!" Zhou Yihu looked at Wang Zhong in surprise: "You kid has such a big head.

You can think of this method no matter how long it grows." Wang Chong said with a smile: "Isn't it a new era now? We farmers can't always hold on to the few things left by our ancestors. Isn't it the same above?

Are you calling on us to increase our efforts in production and increase grain output? We also have to keep pace with the times, right?"

"Hahaha!" Zhou Yihu happily patted Wang Zhong on the shoulder with his remaining hand.

"You are really good at production. Come on, I'm waiting for you to start the production in Maixiang Village. If you have any difficulties, just tell me. If it can be solved, I will definitely find a way to solve it for you.

"

"I really have something I want to ask the secretary for help with," Wang Chong said with a smile.

"What's the matter, tell me!" Zhou Yihu is also a resolute person who doesn't like procrastination and always says whatever he wants.

Wang Zhongdao: "Our village still has a lot of mountainous areas that are inconvenient for watering. When winter comes, we can't grow so many cabbages and radishes. I want to try planting some rapeseed. Once it comes, the rapeseed seedlings

It can be eaten as a vegetable, and secondly, the oil yield of rapeseed is not low, and it can be grown in rotation with sweet potatoes, potatoes, and corn."

"Do you want me to help you get some rapeseed seeds?" Zhou Yihu looked at Wang Zhongdao with a smile. Wang Zhongdao said: "I saw in the newspaper that our country has introduced some highly adaptable cabbage rapeseed varieties from abroad in recent years.

, and the output is not low!”

"Sure!" Zhou Yihu said cheerfully: "I'll help you look for it later!"

"Thank you, Secretary Zhou!" Wang Zhong said this sincerely.

"I heard from Wanchun that your oil shop has a work-point system?" Zhou Yihu asked curiously again.

Wang Zhong explained: "It's like this. Our oil mill is owned by the village collective. The villagers who come to the oil mill to press oil, whether they are from our village or from outside the village, have to charge a certain labor fee. However, we press oil

The process is relatively complicated and requires a lot of manpower. Moreover, when the oil mill was originally built, the whole village was mobilized, which cost a lot of manpower and material resources. We cannot let the villagers work in vain. But we have no money.

, there was no food, and there was nothing to distribute to the villagers, so I discussed with Renlian, Renli and Daudao, and we used the work point system in the cooperative in the oil mill. The same is true when we work.

Accumulate work points, and then convert the work points into grain, oil or money every year based on the profit of the oil mill, and then distribute them to the villagers. In this way, the labor of the villagers will be rewarded, and the oil mill will be operational."

"It sounds a little different." Zhou Yihu gave a thumbs up: "Tell me more about your work point system, how it is accumulated and how it is calculated!" The work point system originated from Big Brother's collective farm. At present,

Although it has been implemented in many places in the country, it has not yet been fully promoted. It was only after the establishment of the People's Commune in 1958 that it was fully implemented nationwide. It is still several years away.

"It's like this. We define the number of work points based on the intensity of work and the length of working hours. For example..." Wang Zhong continued to talk about Zhou Yihu and a group of people from the county.

The leaders all pricked up their ears and listened carefully. The young man accompanying him, who was either a secretary or a recorder, kept writing down Wang Zhong's words in a notebook with a pen.

This said, it took more than half an hour. After seeing off Zhou Yihu and a group of leaders, Wang Zhong turned around and plunged into the fields. The summer harvest had just ended, and it was the time to rush to cultivate and plant. The villagers wanted to stay in the fields all day long.

In the field, the peanuts and soybeans planted in this crop can be used to extract oil after sowing in autumn.

After receiving the dividends from the oil press last year, the villagers are full of energy this year. They are all working hard, waiting to buy more peanuts and soybeans to use for oil extraction.

Jiang Hongguo didn't rest at home either. He took Ziping and Zian to the fields and let the two brothers play on the field by themselves, while Jiang Hongguo worked with the villagers.

Looking at the entire Maixiang Ridge area, dozens of villages have all advanced their wheat harvest time. Each village has suffered varying degrees of losses. The only Maixiang Village has resisted the pressure and did not harvest wheat in advance. On the contrary, it has

Had a great harvest.

Although Wang Zhong's move earned him a lot of prestige and gave the folks in Maixiang Village another bumper harvest, Wang Zhong's act of disobedience was also genuine.

Fortunately, this was not during a war or on a battlefield. Otherwise, Wang Zhong would probably have been shot at that time for his behavior.

Following last year's precedent, the enthusiasm of villagers to plant seeds this year is particularly high. Some people even proposed to plant all the fields with peanuts and soybeans.

Fortunately, not everyone is blinded by this short-term gain. Wang Zhong understands that food is the foundation of this era. If he can't even fill his stomach, what else can he think about.

Before the wheat harvest even started, the matter between Ma Renli and Yang Deng'er was settled. Yang Deng'er didn't agree with it at first, but Ma Renli's conditions were too tempting. Not only did the old donkey head treat Ma Renli like

All the grudges were gone, and instead he focused on promoting the marriage between Yang Deng'er and Ma Renli. After struggling for several days, Yang Deng'er agreed.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! As soon as the wheat harvest was over and all the new wheat was put into the warehouse, Ma Renli and Yang Deng'er arranged the happy event.

For this purpose, Ma Renli specially borrowed two donkeys and a cart from the community. On the day of the wedding, almost everyone in the village came to watch. Ma Renli wore a brand-new gown, made of satin. The fabric was extremely soft, and the chest was

Yang Deng'er also wore a red flower on her front. Yang Deng'er also wore a brand new red dress. Not only did she wear a red flower on her chest, but she also had a small red flower on her head. Her face was clean except for black spots.

, and even looks a bit more handsome than Qiao Yue.

On the afternoon of the second day after the wedding, Ma Renli personally came to the house and invited Wang Zhong and his family to have a drink at home. In the evening, it was still early, Wang Zhong and Ma Renli were sitting on the kang, and the two brothers Ziping and Zi'an were also crawling around on the kang. Yang Deng

Er and Jiang Hongguo were busy outside at the stove.

After a while, the food was served on the table. There were three vegetarian dishes, one cucumber, one stir-fried bitter melon, and one scrambled egg with chives. The staple food was a large plate of dumplings and a grate of white flour steamed buns.

"Deng'er, you two have spent a lot of money!" Wang Zhong looked at the sumptuous meal and said as if he was teasing.

"Renli is where he is today thanks to your support and care over the years. He has long wanted to treat you to a meal to express his gratitude. However, he is not good at cooking and the food he cooks is too unpalatable, so he has been putting it off until now."

Yang Deng'er said with a smile.
To be continued...