Scholars in the courtyard

"...Come on, cough!"

Under the smoke, two old men sat opposite each other.

The speaker spoke with a Xiangtan accent, holding a newspaper and couldn't put it down.

"Stop smoking and listen to your doctor!"

Su Bei's accent was full of concern.

"Hey, it can't be done. I can't leave this cigarette without it!"

"Have you read this article?"

"After reading it, it seems that the work has not been done properly. This article came out three years ago. Unfortunately, it is only now..."

"Yes, construction still needs to be strengthened, otherwise this kind of real gold will be regarded as a lump of dirt."

"Yes, we are making plans, but the financial investment is still not enough!"

"No matter how poor you are, you still have to do it!"

The old man picked up a new cigarette and was about to light it with the butt of the cigarette. However, seeing the tired look on the face of his old comrade opposite, he stubbed out the butt of the cigarette again.

"You, please take care of yourself and don't be overwhelmed. Where will I find you when the time comes?"

"Hey, the people are suffering! Last time I asked about the construction of the old district, the per capita income here is less than ten yuan, and the output of one acre of land is not even 100 kilograms. In those years, we came here eating millet, and here I am I feel so uncomfortable in my heart..."

The old man put the cigarette under his nose, and scenes from the past appeared before his eyes...

After a long time, he laughed.

"There are always more solutions than difficulties. Look, isn't this a solution?"

As he spoke, he raised the newspaper in his hand.

"This is a big killer. Whether you can get something good or not depends on the comrades' ability to talk!"

"Haha, you are attacking the local tyrants!"

"You're really right. Aren't those guys just rich? Beating their flesh and blood to nourish us is just a good way to settle accounts and collect interest!"

"Hahaha"

"By the way, this guy gave me a problem?"

"Oh? Tell me, what's going on with this kid!"

"The Academy of Agricultural Sciences wanted him to go, but the steel rolling mill refused to let him go. In the end, it got into trouble with the respective leaders. Two men who were almost a hundred years old were fighting at my place. The excitement was not much worse than the war back then..."

"Hahaha, Lao Tao and Lao Xia? These two people bumped into each other again? What happened in the end!"

"I asked about the specific situation. Speaking of which, comrade Yang Xiaotao is an all-rounder.

Not only did he make Yangcun No. 1, which is the name of this corn, he was also an eighth-level fitter. He also repaired four steel rolling mills. He could even repair the machines in the machine repair shop. To do this, the machine repair shop also built a pig, which was even more interesting. The only thing is that this pig is pregnant..."

As the old man spoke, the old man beside him raised his head with a smile, as if he was relieved to hear how promising his junior was.

"Then how did you solve it in the end?"

"I checked, and this comrade still meant the steel rolling mill. As for the breeding, in his words, it's just good luck! As long as the technology is handed over to the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, there will be no problem."

"luck?"

"Yes, the emergence of Yangcun No. 1 is indeed due to luck. Comrades from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences made an analysis and concluded that Comrade Yang Xiaotao just happened to find a suitable parent, so the breeding was completed in a short period of time."

"So, we decided to keep him working at the rolling mill."

"However, Comrade Yang Xiaotao has made outstanding contributions. The Academy of Agricultural Sciences will give him the status of a clerk!"

"Well, luck is also a part of strength, so don't underestimate it!"

"Has the matter in the experimental area been finalized?"

"Well, it's around Yangjiazhuang. The specific situation is left to the Academy of Agricultural Sciences..."

The two talked for a while, and finally the old man stood up and came to the desk, looking at the pen and ink in front of him, "I heard that this boy likes to read!"

"I have a copy of "The Complete Works of Lu Xun" here. Help me bring it to him!"

Finally, I remembered something again, picked up the brush, and left five words on the blank space of the title page.

"Serve the people - presented to Comrade Yang Xiaotao!"

He took the book and said with a smile, "This is probably the heaviest gift!"

"Not heavy, not heavy, just a few words..."

Yangjiazhuang, brigade headquarters.

Fatty Ding happily introduced the leaders sent by his superiors. In front of him were the village and captains of the three villages of Yangjiazhuang, Gaojiacun and Baima Village.

Several people were suddenly called here, saying they had missions from above.

"This is Director Wang! I have something to announce this time. Everyone is warmly welcomed..."

bang bang bang bang

Director Wang looked kind and finished the matter without saying any more nonsense.

After Fatty Ding saw off Director Wang, the village chiefs of the three villages all congratulated Yang Dazhuang.

"Lao Yang, we are convinced that you will become the district chief. From now on, our three villages will be one, and you can't favor one over the other!"

Wang Xuyang said, everyone nodded, but Yang Dazhuang became serious, "Our superiors believe in us, that's why we are given this heavy responsibility!"

"I, Yang Dazhuang, will definitely complete the mission and never let down the trust of my superiors!"

Several people immediately expressed their support for the decision of their superiors.

After several village chiefs and captains returned to the village, people in the surrounding villages immediately exploded.

Yangjiazhuang, Gaojiazhuang and Baima Village will form an experimental area, specialize in planting corn, and be responsible for the breeding work of Yangcun No. 1.

Farmers in the experimental area will no longer hand over public surplus grain, and the grain harvested will be exchanged for grain crops at the same ratio.

Yang Dazhuang, the village chief of Yangjiazhuang, serves as the district mayor, and Fatty Ding from the grain station serves as the director of the new town grain management office.

Troops will be stationed around the experimental area to be responsible for security. At the same time, the three villages will be jointly defended. Yang Dazhuang will serve as the militia captain and Pan Jianjun will serve as the deputy captain.

As soon as the news came out, people in the three villages were very happy. They no longer had to pay for food, and every household had surplus food!

The other surrounding villages are all envious, especially the nearby villages, and some people are asking if they can move in.

Those who couldn't move in, and thought about which young man didn't have a wife yet, directly sent a matchmaker to arrange a marriage, and they wanted to marry the daughter in no matter what.

In the evening, at Yang Xiaotao's house, several people gathered around the table and celebrated happily.

Yang Xiaotao was originally going back to Sijiu City and had to go to work tomorrow, but there were a lot of things going on in Yangjiazhuang, and some things required his participation, so he planned to stay one more night and go back tomorrow morning.

In the room, Yang Xiaotao picked up the wine bottle. This was the last bottle of wine in the family, but Mr. Yang was not stingy because today was a big day, a big day for their Yang family village.

Yang Xiaotao served everyone, "Master, please say something!"

Mr. Yang looked at the people in the room. Many of them were old people in the village, as well as several village leaders including Yang Dazhuang and Yang Shitou.

"Okay. Let me say a few words!"

Everyone was holding cups of wine.

"We are happy today, so happy!"

"But after being happy, it comes with responsibility, a burden, and a task!"

"If we in Yangjiazhuang receive a mission, we must complete it. No one is allowed to retreat, and no one can be a coward!"

"good!"

"yes!"

"Don't worry, Grandpa, the men in Yangjiazhuang are not cowards..."

Everyone said that Yang Xiaotao also guaranteed that he was also a member of Yangjiazhuang.

The fallen leaves will return to their roots, and a hundred years later, he will be buried on this land.

"good!"

"Cheers to victory!"

"cheers!"

A dozen wine glasses clinked together, and then they were swallowed in one gulp.

There weren't many dishes on the table, but it couldn't stop everyone's enthusiasm for a better future.

"Dazhuang, although the country exempts us from the public surplus grain, we cannot eat for free, let alone waste it. You have to make it clear to the villagers that we must live in hardship and simplicity, and we must not waste it, let alone have any thoughts of being superior to others. Be down-to-earth. It is our duty to work hard..."

Mr. Yang continued to speak, and Yang Dazhuang and others nodded and took note in their hearts.

Downstairs, Yang Shitou's family was holding their son and talking to Ran Qiuye. Next to them were Yang Dazhuang's family, and several women were talking about home affairs around the pot.

"Xiao Tao, wife, when will you get married?"

"Sister-in-law, it's set to be eleven!"

"Oh, it's almost time. Now that we're married, we need to have children as soon as possible. Women, you have to have children as early as possible..."

Several people were talking, Ran Qiuye nodded with a blushing face, while outside, Wangcai was guarding the pig pen and suddenly started barking.

After hearing this, Ran Qiuye immediately ran to the pig pen to take a look, and then shouted, "Xiao Tao, come on, come on, the piglet is about to be born."

Yang Xiaotao was talking to Yang Dazhuang, explaining some management experience, and the table was heated. When he heard Ran Qiuye's voice, he immediately stood up and ran out.

"What's wrong?"

"Go and see Luo Xiaozhu!"

Ran Qiuye flashed the flashlight, and Yang Xiaotao immediately ran over and took a glance. A palm-long pink black piglet was lying there behind the sow's butt. The afterbirth on its body had not yet faded. Yang Xiaotao knew that if he didn't wipe it off quickly, it would affect the health of the pig. Piggy Breath.

"Quick, prepare rags, scissors, and string."

Yang Xiaotao said immediately, got up and came to the pig pen.

This was not uncommon in my previous life in the countryside, and I was no stranger to it. Although it was my first time to do it, compared to the people in the village, I was already experienced!

Mr. Yang hurriedly asked someone to prepare things, "Xiao Tao, can you do it? If not, go to Baima Village to find Old Man Liu. He has been a veterinarian, maybe you can!"

Yang Dazhuang also nodded aside, looking into the pig pen with a nervous expression.

They are all good at working and fighting in Yangjiazhuang, but when it comes to taking care of the animals, apart from Yang Shitou, the second in command, there is really no one else available.

"It's okay, I'll just come!"

Yang Xiaotao has already taken the scissors and is holding a rag in his hand.

"Shitou, come in and help!"

Yang Shitou outside heard this and immediately walked in. This is a good opportunity to learn!

The people around me didn't have any objections after hearing this. Although they all wanted to find a chance for their children, when the opportunity came, they had to seize it.

Yang Shitou went in, and Yang Xiaotao said to Yang Dazhuang, "It's a bit cold here. Let's get a brazier to light up."

Yang Dazhuang immediately sent someone to get a brazier.

Yang Xiaotao taught Yang Shitou, "This is the umbilical cord. The piglet has come out and needs to be cut!"

Yang Xiaotao went down with the scissors, blood dripping down, "Hurry up and tie him up!"

Yang Shitou picked up the thread and tied it immediately.

Yang Xiaotao then wiped the piglet clean with a rag, especially the inside of the pig's mouth, so as not to block the respiratory tract.

At this moment, the piglet was already active and snorting. Mr. Yang and others outside immediately found a basket with hay in it. Yang Xiaotao carefully put it in.

Afterwards, several people waited together.

Because this sow was the first calf, the birth was not smooth.

They gave birth to three babies in the middle of the night. At this rate, there is no need to sleep tonight.

Yang Shitou asked Yang Xiaotao to take a rest in the room. He had almost completed his credits. This matter was to be careful, and to comfort the sow and not let it move around. Yang Shitou had experience in this.

Yang Xiaotao was also feeling sleepy, so he told Yang Shitou that he would wake him up if anything happened, then returned to the house and lay down to rest.

Ran Qiuye was also in a daze and did not sleep well, but she knew that she could not disturb Yang Xiaotao's rest, so she reached out and rubbed Yang Xiaotao's temples to relieve his fatigue.

In another room, Mr. Yang's eyes were red. He looked at the three little pigs in the basket. He stretched out his hand to touch them from time to time. He did not dislike the smell in the room, and his whole body became excited.