Chapter 8 chapter eight

The red glow on the rear window gradually faded, darkened, and finally disappeared.Looking out from the window on the left, the river is covered by milky white mist, and the rows of willows on the embankment and the irrigation canal, the crowns of the trees and the crowns of the trees are glued together to form a huge city wall, only the tops are exposed. In the light of the starry sky, there are jagged and wave-like shapes. A rare tension and hectic scene appeared in the river, which is very reminiscent of war.Yes, a war scene where all the people participate in the war, there is nothing better than this!The field roads leading from the river to various villages are congested by a string of vehicles loaded with wheat bales, and flow to the village. All advanced or backward machinery have come in handy, a large number of small carts and shelf carts Occupies narrow lanes.The walking tractor went fast for a while, then slowed down for a while, waiting for the people pulling the cart to avoid it.The car was caught in the middle, unable to exert its power, and screamed angrily.Children were pushing carts, and women were carrying sheaves.In the river, the hoarse voices of men yelling at their sons, and the tones of women scolding their lazy sons and daughters are combined chaotically and noisyly, creating a unique atmosphere of tension and haste.

Zhao Peng was disturbed by the tense atmosphere. According to his estimate when he left home, it would take at least three days for the wheat in Hechuan to be fully ripe and harvested with a sickle. Unexpectedly, a heavy rain actually accelerated the yellow ripening of the wheat. When he returned three days later, Hechuan's wheat Most of the wheat has been harvested, and depending on how it looks, the river will be wiped out tomorrow. His heart is heavy.sky!How much has Shuqin cut?She is a woman, how can she move back?Although the river is a flat road, there is a slope when entering the village, how can she pull it!The joyful mood given to Engineer Zhao by the victory of the product transaction negotiation has completely dissipated, and the friendly friendship between the three foreign brothers has faded away; , stuffed into his chest, worry oppressed his heart.

When the car drove into Zhao Village, he jumped out of the car and took the driver Lao Yu to drink water, but there was an iron lock hanging on the gate.Lao Meng was not an outsider, he had already been infected by the tense atmosphere of Xia Harvest he saw along the way, and he didn't mind that he didn't get a sip of water, so he resolutely returned to the car, got into the cab, and hurried back to the city. Zhao Peng threw the bag through the doorway and ran to the wheat field.A big light bulb was burning above the threshing floor, which was filled with sheaves.Someone pulled the wheat into the field.Someone came out with an empty cart.Someone is piling up sheaves.Someone was yelling at the loss of two sheaves of wheat.

On the "beach" where the bundles of wheat were piled up, Zhao Peng found his own piece of land. His daughter Qianqian was sitting on a bundle of wheat, guarding the wheat very faithfully.He asked, "Qianqian, where's your mother?" "La Mai has gone." Qianqian said, "My Brother Maowa has also gone." "Which field is it?" "Beiqukou." His daughter Qianqian must have not had dinner yet, so he couldn't care less, took long steps, walked out of the wheat field, turned around and went down the river.He hurried over from the side of the road, not having time to say hello to the township party pulling the cart, and walked straight to the responsible field at the mouth of the North Qu.

"Zhao Peng!" Shuqin shouted. He stopped, and looked back, Shuqin was pulling a cart full of wheat sheaves and parked on the side of the road. The night was getting thicker and thicker, so he didn't recognize Shuqin.He walked to the car and hurriedly asked, "Is there more?" "There's a lot!" Shuqin said, "It's up to me to pull the haul alone, I'm afraid it will take until tomorrow morning. Just now, Hu Sheng and Gen Chang helped us pull! Didn't you see? I just pulled the cart and walked ahead..." "Well..." He felt very sorry, he was tired enough to do such a heavy physical work for him for a day, and he came to help him pull the cart again, which really made people feel uneasy, "Oh! The doll is also tired !"

"I advised people to go back and rest, and I finished playing slowly." Shuqin said emotionally, "The two young men didn't care at all, they packed the wheat and left... So, it's better for the Xiangdang, people say 'no matter how good it is' One or two generations of relatives, ordinary township party for thousands of years'..." The township party has deep affection, and no one can do without the help of the township party for the farmers to celebrate weddings and weddings, build houses and kilns.When his Shuqin cut a field of wheat and couldn't haul it to the field, the two township party members consciously came to help haul it. This is heavy physical labor that requires sweat!He was deeply moved by it, and suddenly, his heart moved, thinking of what Hu Sheng and Gen Chang had said to him when they were taking a bath on the river beach, asking him to find a contract job for them in the factory.Zhao Peng felt uneasy again. For two or three days, he concentrated his energy on dealing with the three foreign brothers who came to do business from the other side of the ocean, completely forgetting the wishes of the two poor country parties, and the two of them Regardless of fatigue, he took the initiative to help him haul the wheat.He felt very sorry, as if he owed those two guys a debt, but he couldn't explain the reason to Shuqin.

Zhao Peng took the cowhide cart from Shuqin's shoulder and put it on his shoulder, without saying a word.Yes, it is inappropriate to refuse the help of those two guys, and it is uneasy to let them continue to help, so let it be!After returning to the factory after the summer harvest, I had to ask the infrastructure department of the factory if there was any work to build roads and walls that required migrant workers... The eldest son, Maomao, is pushed by Shuqin in the back, and now she is instructed by her mother to go to the field to gather the wheat sheaves scattered in the field and gather them together, saving the time of running all over the ground to hold the wheat sheaves when loading the car , the task of pushing the cart is undertaken by her.

Zhao Peng picked up the shaft of the small cart and realized the weight of the cart. Although it didn't look like much, it was heavy.The wheat in the river is better than the wheat in the slopes, and it is greener. The stalks are not dead and dry, and their weight is doubled.It's incredible that Shuqin can pull such a heavy load! Zhao Peng was pulling the cart, and Shuqin was pushing it behind. All the strength of the husband and wife was exerted on the single wheel of this small cart, panting, and the cart frame could only hold eleven or twelve wheat sheaves at best!For ordinary old farmers, they may be used to it, and even feel that the rubber bearing wheels on the trolley have replaced the wooden wheel, which is already easy enough. It is simply a great technological innovation!For Zhao Peng, who is used to automation and mechanized operations, not only is the physical exertion unbearable, but his heart is even more anxious!But what can I do?I had to stoop to get on the cowhide cart that was hard and astringent with sweat, and move around with the sheaves of wheat on it!

He just got out of the comfortable Shanghai brand car, and the cowhide cart stumbled on his shoulders again.Yesterday he was sitting in the lobby of a newly built luxurious hotel in Xi'an, with a soft and fluffy carpet under his feet, wearing a neat suit specially bought for him by the factory, drinking tea and chatting with Brother Yang; In the evening, he was carrying more than 200 catties of wheat sheaves and walked on the dark river dirt road, sweating profusely and panting like a cow.Not only was he surprised by the richness of the banquet to celebrate the success of the negotiation at noon today, but even Brother Yang, who came to China for the first time, was full of praise. The taste of Chinese food is simply wonderful!Tonight, he can't even spare time for a sip of cold boiled water, and the whole family can't even attend to dinner!It's really heaven and earth, the gap is too far!

If he had been born in a scholarly family, or in any of the most ordinary families in the city, he would not have such a strong sense of contrast.He was born in a peasant family. His parents had already buried in the loess on the plateau slope behind the village. His wife and children were still crawling on the land where their parents crawled all their lives. He had to help her plant, weed, water, and harvest. , to obtain the material for the family to survive.He is also very handsome in a suit, with a scholarly style, and he talks about the mysteries of modern science and technology with a good demeanor; he talks with foreigners in English, so that the foreign brother dare not underestimate this young Chinese engineer; However, he couldn't throw the oxcart into the Atlantic Ocean.He lives between the city and the country.He tasted both modern civilization and modern stupidity.

He has heard a fresh topic among people who are paying more and more attention to material life. The biggest burden for China to realize modern civilization is the countryside, or more precisely, farmers.He feels that these issues are not unreasonable. The question is precisely, what caused the slow progress in the countryside?What farmer would prefer to carry a small cart like a cow instead of a car pulling wheat?The industrial society cannot provide sufficient mechanized equipment for agriculture, and the ultra-left agricultural policy has caused the emptiness of the farmers' grain tanks and money bags. If he doesn't get stuck in a cowhide cart, can he be left alone?He wanted to wash the dirt all over his body, but he couldn't pay 50 cents, and the baths were all built in the city! Now, Zhao Peng had no choice but to suspend the heated debate in his mind, the steep slope to play was just under his feet.He rested at Pogen, breathed slowly, gathered all his strength, and was about to drag the car uphill, and he couldn't argue with that kind of elegant issue. "Ah! Uncle Zhao Peng, when are you coming back? Haven't you eaten yet?" Long-haired Hu Sheng asked. "You go back to eat, don't pull the car, we will finish pulling it in a while! It doesn't cost anything!" Guang Gourd Root said boldly. Two guys, one tall, one short, one thick and one thin, talked to him enthusiastically, but Zhao Peng just smiled gratefully, saying that he was not actually hungry.They are in the prime of life, they don't seem to be tired, and they don't look in pain, so it's easy to say that pulling a small cart.Zhao Peng's heart is not easy.If the two boys came to help out of the friendship of the township party, he would fully enjoy the joy of that friendship; if they paid a price out of asking him to do something, Zhao Peng would feel uncomfortable.No matter what the motive was, he smiled gratefully for the help. When pulling the cart uphill, the weight on his back suddenly increased several times compared to when he was driving on flat ground. After pulling the cart to the field, he put down the cart and leaned against the wheat bales. His heart seemed to pop out of his throat, but his breath I was out of breath.A walking tractor drove to a downhill intersection and stopped in front of Zhao Peng. He thought his car was blocking the road and was about to move, but the driver said in the dark: "Uncle Zhao Peng! Your wheat field Where?" "Beiqukou." Zhao Peng said casually, "Is your house finished?" "It's over early." The boy said loudly on the bridge, and the tractor beeped loudly, "My dad asked me to pull mileage for you!" "This..." Zhao Peng was stunned for a moment. He recognized the young man's voice. This is the son of the branch secretary. He was really sorry to use other people's machinery, manpower and engine oil. Lie!" "Don't use the cart to suffer!" The young man persuaded him kindly, "I'll push you once, and I'll push you three or four times!" "It's dark. The road is steep." Shuqin also said worriedly, "Forget it! I'll finish playing in three or five times." The guy had already pulled the brake lever and drove downhill. In the dark, Shuqin stared at Zhao Peng's blurred face without speaking. Zhao Peng was bored for a while, then stood up abruptly, and said to Shuqin, "Just pull! Anyway, it's not good to block hard. You go back immediately and fry two dishes. There is a piece of cooked meat in my pocket, which is just right. Look at it." Is the canteen open, buy a bottle of good wine..."