Hello, 1983

Early in the morning, all the villagers who had breakfast went to Liu Qingshan's house for a stroll.

Today is an important day for the villagers in Jiapigou: the first demonstration greenhouse will be born here.

Seeing that the people were almost here, Liu Qingshan pushed the big head next to him: "The big head has been reading and studying these days, and he has learned how to build a greenhouse. Let's all listen to him."

Captain Zhang has never given up the idea of ​​letting his son join the army, so Liu Qingshan doesn't mind pushing the big head to the front desk to preside over the construction of the greenhouse and subsequent planting management.

Although the big head is not very smart, the more such a person is, the more concentrated he is when he does one thing, because he has no idea what half-heartedness is.

This can be seen from the red eyes of the big head, this kid spent the whole night reading a book last night, and basically didn't sleep much.

When things came to an end, the big head shrank a little.

Surrounded by the elders of the village, and his father, they were also looking at him, so Datou became timid.

He whispered to Liu Qingshan in a soft voice: "Sanfeng'er, it's up to you, I'm stupid."

"Cough cough."

Liu Qingshan coughed twice, and then spit out the word "expert" lightly.

This time, the big head was really stimulated, staring at scarlet eyes with a look of determination.

Seeing that, Liu Qingshan wanted to be happy: Is this going to the battlefield?

But he knew in his heart that for Datou, the vegetable field in front of him was the battlefield.

So he patted Datou's shoulder: "Datou, you can do it!"

Datou finally mustered up his courage, took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket, smoothed it out, and said, "This is a sketch I drew. The surrounding of the greenhouse is made of adobe walls, three meters high in the north and one meter two in the south. "

After speaking, he nervously scratched the back of his head: "By the way, do you understand the whole truth?"

Seeing the people around them shaking their heads together, the big head also gained a little confidence: "We are in Gada, the sunshine in winter is in the south, so the south is lower than the north and the north is higher, so as to ensure the light in the greenhouse."

The people present were all old-fashioned farmers, and of course they understood such a simple truth, so they all nodded.

"Da Tou Xing, it's smoother than Xiao Huang, an agricultural technician from the commune. The key is that we can understand it as soon as we hear it."

Da Zhang Luo gave a praise, which attracted Zhang Guofu, the captain, with a smile on his face and a firm chest. For the first time in his life, he felt proud of his son.

The technician, Xiao Huang, had been to Jiapigou before, and his mouth was full of technical terms that he could not understand, so he was not welcome.

The big head who is inspired will perform better next time, and explain everything clearly, even including the heating problem in the greenhouse in winter, etc., all clearly explained.

In the end, he followed his father's example and waved his arms vigorously: "Every home should build a greenhouse first, so that it is easy to take care of, and if the benefits are good, we can expand it next year. Do you have any confidence?"

"have!"

The half-eldest boys followed suit and waved their arms together.

"Then let's do it!"

The big head shouted again, and then he was dragged aside by his father Zhang Guofu.

If it was changed to usual, he would definitely be pulling his ears. Today, Zhang Guofu is just pulling his son's arm.

He felt that the child seemed to have grown up suddenly. He was not the half-sized boy who was drinking and drinking, so he had to save some face.

The work is not something that a half-sized boy like Datou can command. Zhang Guofu has to go out, arrange grouping, and assign people. It is really a bit like a father-son soldier.

Greenhouse planting seems to be simple, but it actually involves a lot of things. Liu Qingshan has already made a plan, and he will organize several special trainings at that time.

He first trained the big head, and then the big head trained the villagers.

Soon, Zhang Guofu assigned a good man: He Ni,

De-baking, building walls, erecting pillars, tying skeletons with bamboo pieces, and finally covering them with film, etc. Everyone performed their duties and quickly got busy.

Because it is the first greenhouse, all the adobes are used together; the rest of the greenhouses will be built one after another.

In fact, before the construction of the greenhouse, the land should be prepared. However, there are still vegetables such as eggplant, cucumber, pepper, etc. in the yard.

Anyway, there are still nearly two months before we can start growing greenhouse vegetables, so let's grow them first. ,

Everyone started working together, all working people, and the speed was still very fast. In the morning, the front and rear walls and the gables on both sides were all up.

The pillars and the skeleton of the plastic sheeting above the shed are all tied up. The places where the bamboo pieces are connected are also wrapped with rags, so as not to scratch the plastic cloth on the top.

"Put a plastic sheet on it, put a straw curtain on it, and you're all set!"

Seeing the brand-new greenhouse rising from the ground, the big head was also very excited, and he wiped it under his nose with his arm.

Zhang Guofu, who was next to him, hurriedly added: "By the way, after the beginning of autumn, we have to cut grass to make grass curtains."

The surrounding villagers also happily looked at this semi-finished greenhouse, which carried their hopes.

Zhang Guofu waved his hand again: "In the afternoon, I will start making adobe with all my strength. I have prepared everything, and let's go."

After finishing the work, they all go back to their own homes to eat, not for meals.

The crowd withdrew in twos and threes, but a person staggered over.

While wiping the thorns in the corner of his eyes, Zhang Ganzi asked, "Where can we eat at noon? Isn't our cooperative eating a big pot of rice?"

Everyone had been working all morning, but he was fine before he woke up.

"Eat, eat, eat shit."

His second uncle, the old party secretary, was so angry that he kicked Zhang Ganzi's butt twice.

Zhang Ganzi dodged while muttering, "I knew I wouldn't eat a big pot of rice, and I haven't joined the cooperative."

Seeing this scene, Liu Qingshan blinked at the old party secretary, the old party secretary nodded silently, and then said to Zhang Ganzi.

"You're a lazy person who complains about weird things all day long. After the research of all the members of the cooperative, I found a good job for you."

After he finished speaking, he saw Mr. Zhang, driving a donkey cart, coming happily, he made a "squeak" and parked the donkey cart on the road in front of Liu Qingshan's home.

Zhang Ganzi's eyes suddenly lit up: "Driving the car, this job is good, it's light and can ride in the car, thank you second uncle, you still love me."

Everyone also followed to see, this car is quite special, the carriages are welded with iron sheets, airtight, and there is a big cover on it, which is tightly covered.

There is also a large iron spoon with a long handle, along the side.

Zhang Zhan also picked up the pole, hehe, he waved it a few times in his hand: "I'm the general iron spoon, the general name of the general, the nameless ghost that will never die under my spoon, wow-"

In the past two years, Liu Lanfang's biography of Yue Fei was popular all over the country, and people were fascinated by it. At one point, the little children stood under the radio speakers at home to listen.

Zhang Ganzi's set is learned from storytelling.

Seeing that this product was still in the dark, Liu Qingshan forcibly held back his laughter. If Zhang Ganzi knew, he had come up with the idea, and he had to put a spoon on his head.

The expression on the old party secretary's face was also very exciting, and he shouted: "What are you doing, you are willing to play, you will play every day in the future."

Only then did Zhang Zhan take away his magical powers, put the big iron spoon upside down, and leaned on the long handle of the spoon: "Second uncle, what exactly are you asking me to do?"

"Uncle Pole, your job is the most important. Without you, the harvest of these greenhouses in our village would be affected."

Liu Qingshan first sent a high hat over, and said Zhang Ganzi with a smile. After all, the more lazy he is, the more he wants to be recognized by people.

He patted his chest loudly: "Don't worry, I promise to complete the task!"

After speaking, he turned to the old party secretary, "Second uncle, tell me quickly, what is the task, I'm dying of anxiety?"

The old party secretary thought for a while: "Pole, there is an old saying among us rural people that a flower is a flower, and it depends on dung."

An unpleasant feeling surged from Zhang Ganzi's heart, and then looked at the big iron spoon in his hand: It seems a little familiar?

"We use farmyard manure to grow greenhouses, so the arduous task of collecting fertilizer is up to you."

There was a sense of mission in the voice of the old party secretary.

What, collecting fertilizer?

Zhang Zhanzi jumped up: "Isn't that telling me to dig out big feces every day, I said this spoon is a bit familiar, isn't this a feces spoon for scooping dung soup!"

After he finished speaking, it was like a hot potato, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com He threw the dung spoon on the ground and looked at the old party secretary angrily: "You are really my second uncle, good second uncle, take this work Assign it to me!"

"This spoon hasn't been used yet. It's not dirty, it's not dirty."

The old secretary bent down and picked up the big spoon: "Pole, your parents are gone early. You are in your thirties, and you are still a bachelor. I will introduce you to a few little widows. People think you are lazy."

"Second uncle sent you this job, just to tell everyone to see, our old Zhang family's Zhang pole is neither too dirty nor too tired, with you, there is food to eat."

"There's still food to eat, so there's shit to eat, anyway, if I don't do it, I won't do it if I'm beaten to death!"

Zhang Pole also broke the jar and squatted on the ground, as if a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.

The old party secretary also had no choice but to look at Liu Qingshan.

Unconsciously, he already had some inexplicable dependence on this half-sized boy who had grown up.

Liu Qingshan also squatted in front of Zhang Ganzi and handed him a cigarette.

Zhang Ganzi seemed really angry, he didn't even pick up the cigarette, and Liu Qingshan shoved it into his mouth: "Uncle Ganzi, have you heard of Shi Chuanxiang?"

"Who, I don't know." Zhang Ganzi still took two puffs of cigarettes.

"They are national model workers, and they have been received by the Prime Minister."

The old party secretary hated that iron is not steel, and added two sentences next to it.

Model workers, in this era, are definitely respected, not to mention the national model workers, Jiapigou, a small mountain village, has never even been a model worker in the county.

Zhang Ganzi also expressed his conviction: "That's really amazing. What does he do, is he a state cadre or an eighth-level worker?"

Liu Qingshan looked at Zhang Ganzi with a smile: "He is just an ordinary manure cleaner."