There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

On the other side of the ridge, Father Zhang watched the rice seedlings grow sturdily in the rice paddies, and he felt unspeakable joy. For old farmers, nothing is more exciting than a good harvest.

It won’t be long before the rice blossoms fragrant, and the ears are filled with rice. When autumn comes, the sweet rice will come.

Uncle Zhang raised his head to wipe off the sweat on his forehead, and saw his second brother bend over in front and touch the ears of rice happily, and couldn't help but cast a blank look. It's really idle enough.

"What's silly? Not your part."

Father Zhang straightened up and walked towards him with a smile.

"Are you looking for me in the morning? What's the matter?"

"It's nothing serious. I haven't seen you for a few days. I think our brothers are chattering. Brother, I will go to the house with the youngest boy when I'm off work."

"Did you wear your red sleeve to patrol the streets today?"

"Hahaha... somebody has to rest." Zhang Dad couldn't hear the sourness in his words, and looked ahead and quickened his pace. "I'll go to the old captain first, and let's talk later."

The old captain had long heard the loud voices of Zhang Dad and the others, and saw him hurriedly approaching him, walked a few steps to greet him, and smiled: "What happy event will this be?"

No wonder the old captain asked so.

This second child's family has never broken the happy event. Since the three sons went to the county seat, either the son and the daughter-in-law were admitted to college, or the grandson went to college; others gave birth to sons, and their families gave birth to twins; others were judged advanced by the commune, and their families beat gongs and drums to do first-class merit.

Father Zhang looked around, "It's not a big deal. This year seems to be another bumper harvest."

The old captain looked into the distance and nodded happily, "Should let everyone fill their belly. Why? Don't you want to eat commercial food?"

Father Zhang smiled and said nothing.

"A letter from Xiaowu?"

"No, he is still studying in the military academy, and now it's Jiaojiao from my family who wrote back."

What a blessing! The old captain smiled and said, "Are you going there this year, or are they coming back?"

"It's hard to say that their young couple urged me and his mother to go there, but how can the outside compare to our hometown? Let's see if their young couple has a vacation. The little five twins haven't come to my father's grave yet."

The old captain smiled and shook his head. This person is really unpredictable. Who would have thought that Zhang Lao Er, who faces the loess and the north face, would have this day.

"If it is convenient, let them come back. This year I also plan to push the thatched houses in the village, build a new yard along the entrance of the village, and reorganize the village so that all the extra vacant land will be opened for planting."

Father Zhang is not surprised at the idea of ​​the old captain. With a beverage factory, there is a lot of cash in the account of the village, and when the farmers are busy, each family can share a lot.

Thinking of this, he took the old captain away.

The old captain knew something was going on when he saw it, and he didn't say a word. After the two found a place, they quietly waited for him to speak.

"I heard some rumors, and I don't know if it's true." Father Zhang pondered for a while, but still didn't intend to mention the brother Zhao Chuanguang.

"Tell me about it."

Father Zhang glanced at him, "I heard that I am going to check the accounts."

"Oh, this matter." The old captain smiled, "It's okay, the accounts in our village are under the control of the stone."

How can it be so simple? Father Zhang thinks more than the old captain. Other production teams are hungry, and you still have surplus in your accounts, so if someone with bad intentions comes, they will have to plant it.

The old captain looked at him and hesitated, "Is there something else? There is nothing to be afraid of for generations of poor people."

"Oh... what you said makes sense." Zhang said that he still didn't mention the accounts again, but he still emphasized, "Except for you, I don't intend to talk to outsiders."

That is to keep confidential, the old team leader promised that he would not publicize.

After Dad Zhang left, he took out a long pipe and squatted on the ground, pressed the shredded tobacco and took a deep breath, looking at the members who were hunched over the rice field and pulled out weeds with both hands.

In front of Zhang's face just now, the old captain didn't show any surprises, but he was already very irritable. What kind of person is Zhang Dayou?

He can't count!

If Zhang Dayou could come back and say these two sentences specially, he knew in his heart that the matter was not as simple as "heard", and perhaps the matter was still serious.

Alas... tossing and tossing, it is hard to be a good adult, I hope I won't produce another ten thousand catties per mu. There is still no surplus on the account.

Uncle Zhang in the distance washed his hands and frowned as he watched his second brother run to the third brother to help. A lot of age, I don't know how to take it easy.

While sneaking up to the old captain, he whispered: "Did the second give you a problem?"

The old captain smiled and shook his head, secretly rejoicing that he didn't rush to the team to check the accounts just now. He is the captain, and he can't be messed up. No matter what happens, everyone can feel at ease if he stays steady.

Uncle Zhang looked at him suspiciously.

"Don't guess. Is there anything else in his family that I can help this mud-legged man? Your second brother can eat well in the county, let alone the commune."

"Besides his temperament, you are not ignorant. He is happy all day, and he doesn't like to have enemies with others. It is impossible for us to get on the team and fight."

Uncle Zhang laughed with joy at hearing this~www.wuxiaspot.com~ You might as well just talk about your second child. "

Persuaded? The old captain smiled disapprovingly. As the saying goes, "The boss is naive, the second is a traitor, and the third is a personal genius." Zhang Lao Er is not a traitor, and has goods in his stomach.

"My dad said that my second disciple was too mild-tempered while he was alive. I think it's pretty good. Several children in his family follow him in temper. If you are really quick-tempered, you can't fight every day."

Over there, Daddy Zhang felt at ease after finishing the work, and he slid next to Uncle Zhang, "Brother, take a drink first, I'll do it for a while."

Uncle Zhang looked at him amused, "As for?"

"Stop talking nonsense! You see you sweating profusely. Going to eat at home at noon, your second sister-in-law burned catfish stewed eggplant, how about a drink of our three brothers?"

"Okay, why don't you do such a good thing?" Uncle Zhang was not polite, seeing that his second brother had already started to do it, he also bent over to continue.

"When will you go back this time?"

"Wait when it gets dark and leave."

"Then what are you doing? Toss around." After Mr. Zhang finished speaking, he looked around and lowered his voice, "No matter how much you do, there is no food for you."

"You don't understand, my foot is in the mud and I feel comfortable."

Uncle Zhang looked up at the red sun on the horizon and shook his head.

He really can't understand, who is this?

After waiting for an hour, what is the comfort of sweating and sweating in the hot sun? The sweat flowed into the eyes, the eyes were tingling, and the arms and back were so hot and sore from the sun. How comfortable?

"My third brother, are you happy when you see a large crop of crops? My mood is the same as you. Having a good adult, not only will your life be better, but everyone's life will be better."

"Now, no devils will come over to grab food, and no bandits will go down to grab food. As long as they don't get more purchases, these are our people's own."