In the year 1962, Awakening of Insects occurred.

The wind was surging, and among the continuous clouds, flashes of thunder appeared and disappeared, and from time to time there was a rumble of thunder.

Spring thunder bursts.

The folks of Maixiang Brigade did not hide in the house. They stood in the courtyard or under the eaves. They all looked up at the continuous heavy clouds in the sky, their eyes full of expectation.

"When you move, the wind and rain are like darkness, and the thunder and lightning are coming together!"

Wang Zhong stood on the corridor with his hands clasped behind his back, raising his hands to look at the sky. On both sides, there stood a boy who was very tall and had a very tall chest.

The two boys have short hair and long robes. The one on the left is muscular, slightly taller than half a head, and has slender arms. He is the younger brother Wang Zi'an. The one on the right is slimmer and is his older brother Wang Ziping.

Big Red and Red Red squatted on the ground, sitting on either side of the brothers, one on the left and the other on the right, sticking out their tongues, breathing heavily, and looking at the sky curiously.

Above the roof, birds and smoke rise into the sky.

"This drought is finally over!" I have often heard about the three-year difficult period before, and it was also shown in TV dramas. But when you really put yourself in this world and experience this period, you can truly understand the hardships.

Wang Zhong's own family is okay, after all, Wang Zhong is here, but the other villagers, although Wang Zhong has made sufficient preparations in advance, still haven't been able to eat a few full meals in the past three years.

The folks in the Maixiang Brigade ate dumplings, roots and bark.

In 1961, even during the busy farming season, there was not enough food to eat. The little emergency food left in the warehouse was finally distributed to the villagers, and the villagers rushed to plant some in time.

The buckwheat and vegetables finally made it through.

Compared with other brigades, the life of the Maixiang Brigade can be said to be comfortable. Not to mention those in rural areas, even those who have jobs in the county and some with a large population are hungry and full.

I eat very thin food most of the time.

"Boom!"

After a bright thunder across the sky, there was a loud noise that shook the sky and the earth. Even the window and coffin seemed to be shaken three times.

The three fathers, son and two hunting dogs looked expectantly at the dark sky, looking forward to the coming rainstorm. But at this moment, a loud cry brought the three of them back from their thoughts.

"Wow~~~"

"Oh~~~ Don't cry, don't cry! Mother is here, mother is here!" Jiang Hongguo's voice came out.

But at this moment, several raindrops as big as beans fell from the sky. Wang Zhong's eyes were sharp, like an eagle, "It's raining!"

"Is it raining?" The two sons reached out from the corridor in unison and looked at the dry yard. Before they could ask, sparse water drops had already fallen.

A few lucky ones fell into the palms of the two brothers, but within a moment, the originally pattering water gradually turned into a curtain of water, pouring down, and the big water drops hit the green tiles of the roof.

There was a crisp sound on the roof, and the rainwater on the roof gathered into a stream, slid down the tile ditch, and dripped from the eaves.

"It's raining so hard!" The two brothers were a little excited. This was the first time they had seen such heavy rain in three years.

"It's raining a lot!" Looking at the pitch-black sky, Wang Zhong couldn't help but smile.

Only those who have truly experienced it can understand the suffering of three consecutive years of drought. In the first year, there were still wild vegetables to dig, but then the drought became worse year by year, and there were even fewer wild vegetables. The villagers could only dig grass roots.

Peel off the bark, mash it into puree, add a pinch of salt, cook it into wild vegetable soup, and eat it with a little corn porridge or sweet potato porridge.

Afraid that their two sons would be lax and show off outside, Wang Zhong and Jiang Hongguo rarely ate dry food. Most of the time they cooked porridge. However, compared to other families' porridge that was clear and watery, the Wang family's porridge was unusual.

Sticky, three years have passed, and the nine-year-old brothers are just like the wheat seedlings that broke the ground, growing in stature. Now Jiang Hongguo has to take care of her daughter Zijin.

Zijin was born last summer. When he was born, he only weighed six pounds and two taels. For a singleton, this weight can only be said to be quite satisfactory. Zijin was completely different from his two brothers. Ziping and Zian were unusually quiet when they were young.

, he didn’t make much fuss when he was older, but Zijin was very noisy and would cry loudly at every turn.

Seeing that the rain was getting heavier, Wang Zhong took off his clothes, shirtless, took off his shoes, rolled up his trousers, and walked barefoot into the rain curtain, letting the heavy rain pour on him, and the big raindrops hit him.

It still hurts a little bit on my body.

Wang Zhong opened his arms, raised his head and closed his eyes, letting the dense raindrops hit his face.

When Big Red and Red Red saw their master walking into the rain, they stood up and ran into the rain curtain, circling around Wang Zhong and shouting happily.

The brothers Ziping and Zi'an also followed suit, taking off their clothes and shoes, and rushed into the rain.

Wang Zhong suddenly became interested, "Stay away!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately spread his legs and started punching in the rain.

Palm techniques, boxing techniques, elbow techniques, leg techniques, grappling, Bagua, Xingyi, Tai Chi, Baji, Yanqing, foot poke...

Don't stick to those fixed routines, punches, palms, legs, elbows, do it however you feel comfortable, and hit however you want.

Changing the palm is like dragging a knife, and punching out is like stabbing a spear.

Unknowingly, Wang Zhong was immersed in a special realm, and the true energy in his body moved accordingly. It moved like a thunderbolt, was powerful like a swimming dragon, and was as powerful as thunder. Each punch and palm carried great power.

, seeing the two brothers next to them being very excited, they also started fistfighting.

Listening to the familiar shouts coming from outside, Jiang Hongguo walked to the door with her daughter who had been comforted by the general in her arms. She saw the father and son, naked and boxing in the rain. Although they were a little surprised, they looked like they were outside.

The heavy pouring rain not only showed no intention to stop the three of them, but instead showed bright and gratified smiles on their faces.

Looking forward to the stars and the moon, finally looking forward to the rain, Jiang Hongguo was extremely excited. If she hadn't been holding her daughter in her arms, she would have even wanted to rush into the rain curtain and get a good shower.

In fact, the entire Maixiang brigade and countless villagers, both adults and children, could not help but rush into the rain and let the heavy rain come on.

Some were so excited that they even lay down in the yard and let the raindrops fall on themselves, with happy smiles on their faces.

The heavy rain lasted for more than an hour, then gradually lightened up, and the originally flat yard became muddy. At night, the rain stopped.

Then came the continuous drizzle that lasted for several days. Although it was intermittent, greenery gradually appeared on the previously bare barren mountains.

In the headquarters of Maixiang Brigade, Wang Zhong, Niu Dadan, Ma Renlian, Ma Renli, and Zhao Youtian were sitting around the long table.

"It's definitely too late to plant wheat this year. We don't have spring wheat seeds here. My suggestion is that we plant all corn, soybeans and peanuts, and don't leave sweet potatoes and potatoes behind. The yields of these two are not low, and the sweet potato vines can still survive."

Use it to raise pigs, and replant some millet when appropriate, so that there will be a variety of fruits and vegetables on the mountain."

"In terms of planting, these are the things that I can think of for the time being, and we can't leave behind the aspects of breeding. If you have any good ideas, feel free to tell us."

"Let's raise pigs. Let's grow more sweet potatoes. Pigs like to eat sweet potato vines. Let's raise a few more pigs. By the end of the year, every household can have pork to eat." Ma Renli suggested.

Niu DaDang also nodded: "Raising pigs is good!"

"Let's raise more chickens. Chickens are highly nutritious and can replenish the bodies of babies and mothers," Ma Renlian said.

Niu DaDang suddenly remembered what Wang Zhong had said: "Didn't we say that the water cellar could be turned into a fish pond? Now that the drought has passed, can we raise some fish?"

"These are all good ideas, but we don't have that much food on hand right now, so we can't feed so many things at once. My suggestion is that we first pick something that is easy to feed and feed it, and when we get richer, we can slowly expand

Scale, increase variety.”

Niu boldly said: "Then let's raise pigs. Pigs can be raised with pig grass, bran, or without grain. There are a lot of children in the village now. When we are busy in farming, the children can also cut pig grass and earn points."

"This is a good suggestion." Wang Jian nodded: "What do you think?"

Everyone also nodded in agreement.

Unlike meetings in the commune and county where you have to talk a lot of nonsense first, the meetings of the Maixiang Brigade are always known for being concise and concise, and they get straight to the point and get down to business.

The next day, Ma Renlian broadcast the brigade's decision at the meeting through the radio. On the third day, the female comrades, led by Ma Renlian, began to raise seedlings, while Niu Dadan led the men in the village to start plowing the land.

Everything is proceeding slowly and in an orderly manner.

The policies from above are gradually becoming more relaxed than before. As time goes by, the corn seedlings in the fields are getting taller and taller. The growth of soybeans, peanuts, sweet potatoes, and potatoes is also quite gratifying, and the vegetables in the fields are also growing very well.

, It is a pity that at this point in time, people use the little money they have to buy food rations. The sales of vegetables are not good, which means that only some families with good conditions are willing to spend money to buy vegetables.

Ordinary people have either porridge or steamed buns. The nearby brigade wishes they could plant all the land with food. Because of this, Wang Zhong led the folks from the Maixiang brigade to plant more than a hundred acres of vegetables, cucumbers, and bitter melons.

Pumpkins, tomatoes, green and red peppers, crock beans, green beans, etc. are all available.

The purchasers from the Maixiang Brigade and the county supply and marketing cooperative were all old acquaintances. Wang Zhong sent two packages to the big front door, so he got in touch with the Vegetable Bureau, and used the big front door to clear the way, and paid a few kilograms of high-quality pork belly.

For a price, the matter of providing vegetables to the Vegetable Bureau was determined.

Policies are gradually becoming more relaxed, and more and more things can be done.

From spring to summer, and then from summer to autumn, the grain harvest was slightly less than three years ago, but it was still a bumper harvest. Fortunately, the difference was not too big, and smiles gradually appeared on the faces of the villagers.

On this day, Niu Daring took Ma Renli to find Wang Zhong.

"Now that the policies from above have been relaxed, I heard that many places started to do so last year. Shouldn't we also keep up with the times and develop this free market?" Niu Dangdang was a little excited, and there was silence in his eyes.

It has been shining for a long time, and the light seems to be full of hope.

Wang Zhongdao: "I have also heard about this matter. Although the higher-ups are more energetic, our county has not issued any documents yet."

As he spoke, Wang Zhong lowered his voice: "I heard that it was stuck with Zhang Defu. Secretary Zhou mentioned it several times at the meeting, but Zhang Defu always opposed Secretary Zhou."

"Hmph!" Niu Dadan's eyes suddenly widened and he snorted: "That Zhang Defu is just a second-rate guy. Before liberation, his father was a great dancer and his mother was a pimp. He is not a good guy either.

During the land reform, I was almost reduced to a second-rate person. I climbed up by relying on my eloquence. I have no ability and I just know how to mess around all day long."

Looking at the angry Niu DaDang, although he agreed with Niu DaDang's words, Wang Zhong still advised: "Bang DaDang, you can just say this in front of me and Renli. If you go outside, you will have to say it.

Don’t be without a doorkeeper, you still have my mother, son and daughter-in-law at home.”

"Hey!" Niu sighed boldly and asked, "Let's not go too far and talk about the free market?"

As he spoke, he looked at Ma Renli beside him: "Do you think this free market is over?"

"If you ask me, we should wait a little longer!" Ma Renli said: "As the saying goes, county officials are not as good as county managers. Although the higher-ups are more energetic, our county has not yet issued a red-headed document. In the end, we are still under the jurisdiction of the county.
To be continued...