Chapter 10 chapter Ten

An almost crazy labor is finally over! The last load of wheat straw was discharged from the discharge port of the red threshing machine. After idling for half a minute, the roar stopped. The guy with long hair and light gourd had long been confused by dust and rusticity, as if he was crawling out of a garbage dump. When he came out, his handsome appearance became filthy.They couldn't wait any longer and rushed to the river to wash.Wang Xiuzhen slumped down on the freshly felled wheat pile, calling out in a long voice, so that others could feel the comfort after extreme fatigue.Shuqin was sweeping the scattered wheat grains with a broom.Sitting on the soft pile of wheat straw, Zhao Peng panted, looked at Shuqin, and couldn't help but get angry: "What are you doing so busy sweeping those wheat grains? Did they fly away after sweeping for a while?"

"Sweep and you're done." Shuqin was still sweeping. "The man loves you! Idiot!" Wang Xiuzhen was lying on the wheat, although she was exhausted, she still didn't miss the opportunity to joke, "My dead man always thinks that I didn't do my job well, I didn't do enough... ..." After Shuqin finished sweeping, she threw down the broom, sat on the wheat pile, said something funny in Xiuzhen's ear, the two hugged, laughed, and rolled into a ball on the wheat pile. From 3:30 before dawn when the switch knife on the threshing machine line was opened until now—at 12 o’clock at night, the five farmers who were temporarily united by Wang Xiuzhen, all the old people and children who could pull the sheaves of wheat all participated in the battle Not to mention strong labor.Young and middle-aged men with quick hands and feet stood on both sides of the machine mouth, untied the wheat sheaves, divided them into small handfuls, and stuffed them in continuously.The straw and chaff that have taken off the wheat grains are spit out from the excretory port at the back.Golden grains of wheat flowed out from the hole on the side.

No one is lazy, it is completely a voluntary association, and no single household can use this machine.From the dawn of time, after threshing the wheat of one family, and then threshing the wheat of the second family, until the threshing of the wheat of Zhao Peng's family, it took more than 20 hours of intense labor, even the strongest labor could not stand it. "Is it over?" As soon as Zhao Peng raised his head, the party secretary Zhao Shengji stood in front of him, holding a foot-long pipe in his hand, and was speaking in a concerned tone.Zhao Peng sat up, smiled and said, "It's over! It's finally over!"

"This mechanization is really good!" Zhao Shengji stood upright, without bending his back or bending his waist, standing there, exuding a strong spirit, "Before harvesting the wheat, I was worrying! Look, it's so big. In such a scene, each household is divided into one piece and one network, which is less than three steps wide, and the sheaves of wheat are full. How to grind them? There is no way to use electric ashtrays, and it is also useless for cattle to pull them. What's wrong? The narrow roads are so narrow that the cows can't even turn around! I heard that Weinan Agricultural Machinery Factory has a new thresher, and I rushed to buy it immediately. users use..."

"This thresher is really good, practical and efficient." Zhao Peng nodded repeatedly, "You have done a good job for the members." "Speaking of it, I have to thank you." Zhao Shengji said, "If the scientific staff hadn't come up with such a trick, we farmers would really have to use... sticks to smash it this year!" Zhao Peng was dumbfounded. Unexpectedly, Zhao Shengji's words turned around twice, and it was attributed to his contribution to the scientific and technological personnel. "Don't stop for a long time, go back to wash and eat." Shuqin stood up and said, "I'll go back first." Then, she and Wang Xiuzhen whispered something, and walked to the village.

"The central government requires cadres at all levels to love intellectuals. This policy is really wise." Zhao Shengji commented, "For example, how much wheat does this thresher thresh in a day and night? If we stupid farmers beat it with sticks and flails, a hundred Hard labor for a day, can't withstand the machine to turn a pot of smoke... I believe in ophthalmology!" Praising science and protecting scientific and technological talents is undoubtedly the most fashionable slogan at present. This slogan is shouted impassionedly by this person at this moment. On the contrary, there is a kind of sensitivity that submerges in my heart: he came to me for no reason and gave me a few nice words, did he hide other meanings?After Shuqin and Wang Xiuzhen walked out of the wheat field, Zhao Shengji bent down and sat beside the straw pile, and it seemed that he still had the intention of sitting down for a long time.

"Zhao Peng, you have learned a lot. I'm an old man who doesn't see things lightly. I want to ask you—" Zhao Shengji pushed aside the wheat straw, knocked the unburned soot on the ground, rubbed it twice with his feet, and asked mysteriously: "What are you doing?" Say, how can the country go down like this?" "What's the big deal?" Zhao Peng glanced at Zhao Shengji in bewilderment. Just now he impassionedly praised the central government for its wise measures to develop talents, saying that he, a rural grassroots cadre, maintains ideological consistency with the central government. Let it cool down and have doubts again?He asked, "Which side do you mean?"

"For example, the countryside." Zhao Shengji shook his head violently, and sighed loudly in an unimaginable posture, "It's like a bee without a queen!" Zhao Peng still couldn't get the gist of the conversation. The issues in the countryside were very extensive. He wanted to find out which aspect of the problem Zhao Shengji was referring to, so he said, "What troubled you?" "Everything is difficult!" Zhao Shengji said. "No matter the instructions of the central government or the instructions of the county commune, no one listens to them! Everyone can do whatever they want, and no one can control them."

"Really?" Zhao Peng accosted vaguely. "For example, let's threshing wheat today! It is stipulated that each person will be charged two yuan for threshing wheat, electricity bills, and the wages of the technicians who turn on the machine. The members of the commune have paid, but the two of them don't pay—" Zhao Shengji said, "They are the same as you In a group of threshing wheat, look at those two guys! One has hair like a woman, and the other looks like a monk. These two troublemakers are disturbing the whole village..." "Why don't they both pay for wheat threshing?" Zhao Peng asked.

"You're a fucking dog! What's the point? There's no point!" Zhao Shengji said angrily, "Now that I don't engage in sports, what should I do, say, like this troublemaker?" How to do it?Zhao Peng couldn't think of any good solution, but he had already learned from Long Hair and Light Gourd that they didn't just pretend not to pay the fee for threshing wheat with a threshing machine, but waited for you, Zhao Zhishu, to pay the fee. .You, Zhao Shengji, don't draw lots, don't line up, and don't join forces with anyone. You call a few members of the commune to thresh you, saying that you are "testing a new machine" and "testing" five or six thousand catties of wheat on your ten mu of land.The two "trickster hammers" couldn't let go, and said, "doesn't electricity be used for test machine threshing?"

"I heard on the radio that the poison of the 'Cultural Revolution' must be eradicated! These two things are standard 'poisons'!" Zhao Shengji said, "If they are left in the factory, they must be dealt with! In the countryside, there is no organization and discipline. Son……" "I'm afraid...it needs to be enlightened and educated." Zhao Peng chose the right words, trying to show the principle difference from Zhao Shengji's thinking, "Youth nowadays are more active..." "The two things are suing me everywhere, have you heard?" "No... yes." He lied. "What can I do? I'm not afraid." Zhao Shengji's tone was very firm, but he couldn't completely conceal the bit of privacy that was serious inside, "The steamed buns are fake, but the steamed buns are real." "Of course." Zhao Peng said, "Seek truth from facts." At this moment, Mao Mao ran into the arena and told Zhao Peng to go back to eat. Zhao Shengji stood up and apologized, saying that he was gossiping with him and delayed his meal.When Zhao Peng stood up and was about to leave, Zhao Shengji seemed to remember something trivial by accident, and said in a nonchalant tone: "If your factory needs bricks or sand, we have a tractor, and we will transport them. Or other needs Any work of hauling is fine! Get rid of that broken car, there is no work to do, and you will be paid for it..." Zhao Peng stopped, and nodded numbly. From yesterday when Zhao Shengji sent him a tractor to haul wheat, the long-haired and bald gourd scolded him viciously, what Zhao Zhishu said just now...he still can't sum up these complicated phenomena into an accurate one. on the question.However, he still nodded. "Nothing! Small matter!" Zhao Shengji told him loudly, "Don't miss your work because of our trivial matter..." Zhao Peng felt uncomfortable. It seems that Zhao Shengji has indeed changed in the past ten years in Zhao Village. That straight-handed farmer has a lot of pivots in his mind...