Reborn in 1977

Chapter 340: Will They Understand?

After he was ready, messy footsteps came from outside the courtyard wall.

Chen Fan quickly walked to the gate and saw people coming up from the fields on the country path, looking like they had just come from the battlefield. Their feet were covered in a layer of mud, they took one step and shuffled another, and their faces and bodies were visibly exhausted.

After most of the group had scattered and walked away, he saw Jiang Lili and the other three.

But at this time, he didn't go to greet them, but turned around and entered the courtyard.

When Jiang Lili and the other three walked into the courtyard gate one after another, Chen Fan had already brought over two buckets of warm water, "Come, come, come, wash your hands and feet first, and then eat. I've boiled hot water for you. After you finish eating, wash up, change your clothes, and get a good night's sleep."

The four girls looked at the dining table in the courtyard with food and drinks, and the hot water in front of them, and couldn't help but look at each other, feeling that the fatigue on their bodies had disappeared by more than half.

Washing their faces, washing their hands, and rinsing their feet, before long, the four girls tried their best to clean themselves up.

But it was only clean on the surface. As long as you look closely, you can see scattered mud spots in their hair, fingernails, and clothes.

They didn't wear shoes and came over barefoot to sit down and eat.

Chen Fan first scooped a bowl of porridge for each of them, "Moisten your throats first, otherwise you won't be able to eat."

Jiang Lili picked up her chopsticks, held the big rice bowl, looked up at him, and smiled, "Thank you."

Chen Fan also sat down and smiled, "You cook for me every day, and I didn't say thank you. Now you are labor heroes, what is it to cook a meal for you."

The four girls looked at each other again before picking up their bowls to eat, but they still had smiles on their faces while eating.

The food cooked by Chef Chen today was indeed very appetizing. At first, they didn't have much appetite, but after drinking a bowl of warm porridge and eating a few mouthfuls of pickled pepper paste with small fish, their appetite suddenly increased. Each of them ate two large bowls of rice, sweeping away all the dishes made by Chen Fan, and also finishing off most of a cage of steamed rice.

Chen Fan could only eat two bowls of dry rice with the vegetable soup, secretly calling them heroines!

After eating, Jiang Lili stood up to clean up the dishes.

Chen Fan immediately shouted, "Put it down!"

Jiang Lili, who had already moved, and Huang Ying and the other three who were about to move, stared at him intently.

What's wrong? Aren't we allowed to work?

Chen Fan pointed to each of them, "You don't have to do the cooking and washing dishes these few days."

Then pointing to the kitchen, "Go, there are two big pots of hot water in the pot, you all go get water to take a bath, and then get a good night's sleep, otherwise you won't be able to bear it in the afternoon."

Seeing that they didn't move, Chen Fan's face straightened and his eyes widened, "What, are my words useless?"

Jiang Lili looked at him, then at the others, pursed her lips and gently put down the bowl.

Huang Ying coughed and stood up to walk to the kitchen, "Then I'll go wash first."

Chen Fan pointed to the back, "Don't worry about who goes first and who goes later. Two can wash in the toilet and two can wash in the room. Don't delay anyone."

The four girls blushed and carried water buckets to fetch water.

After washing up and changing into clean clothes, they finally looked a little clean.

It's just that the color of their hands and faces being sunburned can't be recovered in a short time.

Not only can't it be recovered, but the color of this sunburn will become deeper and deeper until it scabs, peels, and grows new skin.

Jiang Lili's skin used to be the fairest, but today, in just one morning, she was also sunburned with red cheeks. Not to mention the other three, who have a tendency to transition from wheat color to the bottom of the pot, which shows the poison of the sun.

On the bamboo bed in the house, the straw and cotton wool that were laid in winter had already been removed, and only a mosquito net covered the bamboo bed.

At this time, the mosquito net was also rolled to the top for ventilation in all directions. They didn't care about Chen Fan and opened all four windows and the door in the room to allow the wind to circulate as much as possible.

But despite this, the four sleeping people still had a layer of fine sweat on their foreheads, and they kept turning over, looking for a cooler place on the narrow bamboo bed.

Chen Fan couldn't do anything about this. He wanted to buy an electric fan, but he didn't think about it last time at the Prefectural Committee Health Office, and Yan Liyuan's ticket included everything, but there was no electric fan ticket, so he could only sigh helplessly.

In fact, no one would care about anything at this time. They can still have ready-made meals to eat when they come back, have warm water to wash, and can sleep on a bamboo bed.

Most ordinary commune members' families, regardless of men, women, old or young, mostly just find a piece of plastic sheet or a straw mat and lay it on the ground, relying on the coolness of the ground to sleep.

Everyone knows that sleeping on the ground and getting cold may cause illness, but there is no way. If they don't do this, many of them will simply be too hot to sleep.

The main task in the morning is still harvesting and bundling. In the afternoon, picking rice is the real "highlight"!

The heavy ears of rice were pressed on their shoulders, which was much heavier than a bucket of water. Moreover, you only need to carry a few loads of water to fill the water tank, but there is no end to picking ears of rice. You have to pick until dark.

Carrying the ears of rice from the field to the threshing ground also requires stacking them into haystacks, which is both physical work and a technical job. If you don't rest well at noon and don't have the strength in the afternoon, it will affect the progress of the double抢, which will be terrible.

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At two o'clock in the afternoon, the loudspeaker sounded again in advance, and the sound of gongs and drums also faintly came from the villages in the front team, which was the bugle call for the afternoon start.

Jiang Lili woke up suddenly, propped herself up on the bed and sat up, only feeling a burst of soreness all over her body.

Huang Ying and the others were not much better, and got up almost at the same time.

Their reaction was no better than Jiang Lili's.

Even people who are used to doing farm work are a little unable to adapt to participating in the double抢 all of a sudden.

But if you can't adapt, you have to adapt, and this kind of super-heavy physical labor will last for more than half a month. In just three to five days, no matter what kind of person, they can adapt to this kind of labor!

Just as they were about to go out to work, Yang Ju suddenly exclaimed, "Oh no, I forgot to sharpen the sickle."

The other three also looked at each other.

During the double抢 season, the wear and tear on the sickle is very large. Generally, it needs to be sharpened twice a day, once in the morning and once at noon.

Or sharpen it the night before, and then sharpen it at noon the next day.

Only by sharpening the sickle can it be more convenient and quick to harvest. Otherwise, the sickle will not be able to cut the rice straw, and the efficiency will be lower. Sometimes it is easy to hurt yourself.

Because the more you can't cut it, the more you use force. After using too much force, it is not easy to control the sickle. If the rice straw is suddenly cut off, the sickle will cut towards yourself.

In any place, every year during the double抢, there are people who are cut by sickles, without exception!

Jiang Lili breathed out, rubbed her face, got up and walked out, "Go sharpen it a few times now."

Huang Ying nodded and got up, "Yes, yes, yes, Teacher Chen said, it's better to sharpen the gun before the battle, even if it's not fast, it's still shiny. It's better to sharpen it than not sharpen it."

After they scurried out in a panic, they saw Chen Fan approaching with four sickles in hand. He held them out, handle-first, saying, "Here, the sickles are all sharpened. Be careful when you use them."

Huh?????

The four of them cautiously took the sickles. Yang Ju held hers up to the light, her eyes full of surprise, "The blade is so sharp."

Huang Ying couldn't help but nod, "It looks really fast."

Liu Dan's eyes were full of amazement, "It's even better than my dad sharpens them!"

Jiang Lili looked at Chen Fan, "How are you so good at sharpening knives?"

Chen Fan shrugged, looking nonchalant, "I can even forge knives, what's sharpening knives compared to that!"

The four of them then remembered, oh yeah, he even forged two knives himself. He even knows blacksmithing, so sharpening knives is indeed nothing worth mentioning.

Having received the 'treasure knives' sharpened by Chen Fan, the four hurried towards the fields.

The afternoon's 'Double Rush' began!

Chen Fan had been drawing all morning, so he didn't plan on going over there just yet.

He first went to the panda enclosure, opened the gate, and moved the bamboo that had been piled at the entrance, sent by who-knows-which team, inside. He also kicked the two dogs out of the way and pointed at them, scolding, "I told you not to come, why are you still here? If you come, the little foal will also come, and if the little foal comes, the little lambs will also come. Then would this still be a panda enclosure? It might as well become a zoo. Immediately, go squat outside."

Duo Duo and Qiu Qiu could only obediently run to the middle of the threshing ground and sit down, wagging their tails, but their ears drooped, showing the true state of their very bad mood.

Chen Fan didn't care about them. He first dragged all the bamboo into the panda enclosure and pushed away the approaching Gun Gun, "Alright, alright, I know you've been hungry all morning, but I was busy. It's not a big deal to be hungry for half a day, it'll just make you cherish food more. Pay attention, from now on, the meal delivery time will be changed from morning to noon, remember to save some food for yourself."

Then, under Gun Gun's resentful gaze, he went out and locked the gate.

Chen Fan then strode towards the new house. When he passed the two dogs, he glanced at them, "Alright, don't droop your ears, come in."

Duo Duo and Qiu Qiu immediately wagged their tails and followed behind him.

Chen Fan busied himself in the house for a while before returning to the educated youth courtyard. He carried his backpack, put the morning's work in the bag, and rode the little mare towards the brigade headquarters.

He arrived at the brigade headquarters in no time. When he went inside, he glanced around. The office was empty?

After thinking for a moment, he went to the middle courtyard office, which he had hardly ever visited. That was where Zhang Wenliang, the security director, and Yang Xingxiu, the women's director, stayed. The accountant and storekeeper also occupied a room to work here, but they rarely came over. Only when something happened would people go and call them, and they would come to work, but they rarely entered the office, directly dealing with matters instead.

However, there was no one here either.

Zhang Wenliang and Zhang Juemin were still outside giving a 'lecture,' so it was normal that they weren't here. So, had Yang Xingxiu also gone to the fields today?

Chen Fan scratched his head and turned to walk towards the backyard.

In the broadcasting station on the second floor of the backyard, Zhang Cuie, despite being drenched in sweat, was still dutifully and meticulously reading the news稿.

Note: she wrote it herself!

Chen Fan stood at the door and waited for her to finish reading an article before gently knocking on the door.

Zhang Cuie turned her face, and when she saw it was him, she was about to shout in surprise.

Chen Fan quickly made a gesture to silence her. Zhang Cuie immediately covered her mouth, looked at the still-open microphone, and broke out in a cold sweat.

That was close, almost causing a broadcast accident!

Her face flushed, she turned off the microphone and turned on the record player, playing the stirring "Battlefield New Song."

Then she stood up and ran to Chen Fan, "Teacher, you've come."

Chen Fan smiled and nodded, then asked, "Do you know where Secretary Yang and the others have gone?"

Zhang Cuie first nodded, then shook her head, "Everyone from the brigade headquarters has gone to the fields. Only I have to stay in the broadcasting room to be responsible for broadcasting. As for which team they went to, I don't know."

Hearing this answer, Chen Fan was not surprised. He immediately nodded, "Okay, you continue to hold your post. I'll write an article, and you can give it to Secretary Yang later and have him contact the commune to send an official letter in the name of the production team to 'Jiangnan Literature'."

Zhang Cuie's eyes lit up, "You're going to write an article? Is it about the 'Double Rush'?"

Chen Fan smiled as he walked in, pulled out a chair and sat down, first putting the bag aside, then taking out paper and pen from the drawer, and smiled, "You'll know when I'm done writing."

After a pause, he turned to look at Zhang Cuie and smiled, "Or, you can watch me write."

Zhang Cuie naturally chose to watch, immediately nodding repeatedly, standing obediently to the side, even her breathing became lighter.

Chen Fan had already drafted it in his mind, so he started writing as soon as he picked up the pen.

Zhang Cuie stood aside watching. At first, she just thought the teacher wrote well, but unconsciously she became fascinated. When she reacted, her eyes couldn't help but widen.

The teacher's writing speed is too fast!

And he doesn't need to think?

When I write an article, I have to rack my brains and look through materials, and I'm exhausted before I can barely squeeze out a few hundred words.

Looking at the teacher again, my god!

A beautiful running script, swish swish swish, a few strokes and there are two lines, then swish swish swish and there is a page of paper.

In just over half an hour, he wrote seven or eight pages?

Is it seven pages or eight pages?

Chen Fan wrote the last sentence on the manuscript paper, "When the bugle sounded in the afternoon, our 'female warriors' woke up from their dreams, without bothering to wipe the sweat from their foreheads, they carried the sharpened sickles and charged towards the 'battlefield' again.

This year... no, every year's harvest, every grain of food, has their sweat in it.

They are building our motherland with hard work, and the prosperity of the motherland will surely remember their sweat."

After writing, Chen Fan folded the manuscript paper and turned to hand it to Zhang Cuie, saying seriously, "When Secretary Yang comes back, give it to him as soon as possible. Remember, send it out as soon as possible."

Zhang Cuie took it with both hands and nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, I will definitely remember."

After a pause, she asked curiously, "Why do you have to send it in the name of the production team? It's the same if you send it yourself."

Chen Fan put away the paper and pen, while saying, "Because sending an official letter is faster. If I send it myself, the magazine will reply at the end of the month, and by then the 'Double Rush' will be almost over, what's the use."

Zhang Cuie couldn't help but be stunned, and whispered, "Teacher, what are you going to do?"

Chen Fan smiled slightly, "I'm not going to do anything, I just want to get a few electric fan tickets."

When he said this, he was drumming in his heart. I've written it so directly in the novel, the leaders of the 'Jiangnan Literature' editorial department, won't they understand?