The booming era begins with the director of the Propaganda Department!

Chapter 363: Pretend to be awesome and then run away, so exciting!!
at this time,

The white-haired old man was looking at Zhang Shenfei unscrupulously, with an indescribable sense of oppression in his eyes.

This era was only a dozen years away from the war years, and most people knew who had such eyes and what they had experienced.

Qian Laosen, who was standing by, couldn't help but feel a little nervous. He wanted to step forward and say something, but was stopped by his father.

Zhang Shenfei stood up straight, motionlessly accepting the other person's gaze.

"Master Guan, this is my nephew, Zhang Shenfei." Seeing the tense atmosphere, Qian Laosen stepped forward and introduced them, "Dafei, this is the leader from Sijiu City."

What kind of leader? He didn't say, and Zhang Shenfei didn't ask, but just said respectfully, "Hello, leader."

"Old Qian, your Qian family really does produce talented people from generation to generation!" The old man retracted his gaze, smiled, patted Qian Laosen on the shoulder, and said meaningfully.

Qian Laosen smiled and said, "You are too kind."

"Young man, you are a good marksman. Who did you learn from?" the old man asked Zhang Shenfei.

"I'm interested in this. I grew up in a steel mill, and I've practiced with the security department for fun since I was a kid." Zhang Shenfei said calmly.

He didn't tell the truth, and the old man obviously knew it, but he didn't ask any more questions. He turned around and continued chatting with the leaders of the Youth Commune and his own entourage.

Qian Tiezhu took the opportunity to pull Zhang Shenfei halfway, grabbed his collar and asked him why his shooting skills were so good.

If you were so powerful, why didn't you tell me in advance? Instead, you competed with me in shooting skills, making me look bad in front of all the militiamen of the Youth Commune.

Zhang Shenfei rescued his collar from the other party's hand, carefully fixed it, and said coldly: "I told you that I am also a militiaman, and the best marksman in the steel rolling mill. You just don't believe it and think I am bragging."

Ah, this... seems to be true? ?

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Qian Tiezhu's eyes.

Zhang Shenfei did repeatedly emphasize his amazing marksmanship, but when he recalled his previous experience with Cobra, he felt that he was just bragging...

Damn it, who would have thought that after three days of absence, this guy actually became a sharpshooter!!!
Qian Tiezhu pouted angrily: "I have lost my dignity today. Damn it, why don't you give in to me?"

"Let you?" Zhang Shenfei smiled and said seriously, "Doesn't that mean you can deceive yourself? Brother, remember, no matter whether you are in glory or in despair, you must be honest and upright! Losing is not a big deal, but winning by cheating? Isn't that a disgrace to our ancestors? "

A trace of shame flashed across Qian Tiezhu's eyes, and he felt ashamed of what he said.

But on second thought, it seems that Zhang Shenfei has done a lot of fraudulent things before? ? ? !

He questioned: "You can cheat but I can't??? The monk can touch but I can't???"

"Very cultured." Zhang Shenfei smiled again: "But, can you compare with me?? I am not afraid of embarrassing my ancestors, are you not afraid too?"

Damn, this seems to make so much sense, I am speechless.

Qian Tiezhu was once again impressed by Zhang Shenfei's shamelessness, so he simply went to train with everyone and ignored him.

Zhang Shenfei continued to wander around the shooting range. After what happened just now, no one ignored him anymore.

Many militiamen surrounded him and asked about the tips of shooting. Zhang Shenfei was not stingy and briefly explained the basic knowledge to everyone.

Especially when the female militia asked questions, he spoke extra carefully.

Qian Tiezhu watched all this secretly from the side, took note of it in his mind, and wondered when to go to Sijiu City. He repeated it all to Tian Xiaozao word for word.

It seemed that several leaders were really here just for inspection and were in a hurry.

After watching Zhang Shenfei and his friends shooting, they visited the Youth Commune, and chatted with the commune leaders for a few words before leaving in a jeep.

It was already past six in the afternoon and the day's training came to an end.

Zhang Shenfei succeeded in showing off. He waved goodbye to the militiamen happily and followed his uncle and Qian Tiezhu back to Qianjiazhuang.

It's so exciting to pretend and then run away! !
He knew that although his people were gone, the legend of the sharpshooter would remain in the Youth Commune forever.

It was almost dinner time.
Smoke began to rise from the chimneys of every household in Qianjiazhuang, and the air was filled with the aroma of food.

The few of them walked and talked, and soon arrived at the gate of the Qian family.

Zhao Guihua had returned from the fields and was busy in the kitchen. When she heard the voices, she hurried out, wiped her hands with her apron, and smiled kindly:

"Da Fei is here? You haven't been here for a while. Auntie killed a chicken. Let's stew the chicken today. It will be cooked soon."

"Aunt, how did you know I was coming? You even stewed the chicken in advance?" Zhang Shenfei raised his eyebrows.

Zhao Guihua pouted towards the sack in the corner of the yard: "Here, this is what your ninth grandmother asked her grandson to bring over. She said she met you at the entrance of the village this morning, and you asked her to help look after these things..."

She had obviously seen what was in the sack, and now her tone was a little accusatory: "You too, kid, why did you bring so much food here???"

People in the city eat commercial grains, and the ten gourd brothers in the Zhang family are the most gluttonous at this time.

It would be fine if they didn't say they would subsidize the other party, but how could they ask the other party to help themselves? ?

"Take these things, as well as the wild vegetables and fungus I picked for you, back with you when you leave tomorrow." Zhao Guihua didn't intend to keep any of them.

Zhang Shenfei just took a look at the things that the old lady brought over.

Looking at it again now, isn’t it?

There were still a lot of things, and there was also a sack next to it. I guess it contained the things my aunt-in-law asked me to take away.

He sighed helplessly: "Aunt, we really don't lack food now... If you don't believe me, ask Brother Zhuzi. When he went to the city to do business before, he went to Yunju Hutong with me."

Qian Tiezhu nodded his head at the side, "That's right, Dafei and his family are doing well now.

Usually he is just showing off in the yard. Mom, don't be polite to him. Just accept it. If you want to eat the rich, you have to be ruthless. "

Zhao Guihua looked at her husband with some entanglement, and when he nodded, she said, "Well, I am also benefiting from my eldest nephew.

Wait a minute, I'll go check if the salted duck eggs are good. If they are, I'll give you some extra food at noon!!!"

"Hey, if I don't leave these things, I won't be able to eat the duck eggs...tsk tsk tsk tsk." Zhang Shenfei teased.

Zhao Guihua glared at him and said angrily, "You are good in every way, except that you have a big mouth. Ah, something is wrong, what is burnt?? No!! My chicken!!!"

Seeing Zhao Guihua turn around and run to the kitchen, Zhang Shenfei was overjoyed.

"You're still laughing! If the chicken is burnt, my mother won't be able to sleep at night for a month," said Qian Tiezhu.

People in the countryside are like this. They are not afraid of people eating the food, but they are afraid that the food will be wasted.

Fortunately, the chicken only had the soup boiled dry and was not really mushy, so Zhao Guihua didn't have to be so upset that she couldn't sleep at night.

After placing a large pot of taro and vermicelli stewed chicken on the table, Zhao Guihua also added a cucumber salad and a portion of tofu mixed with green onions, with a lot of sesame oil dripping in them.

Soon, Zhang Shenfei, Qian Laosen and his wife, and Qian Tiezhu and his wife all came to the table.

Qian Tiezhu took out the sweet potato wine he brewed himself and filled his cousin and his father's glasses with it, but he didn't drink it himself.

The militia still has to train for an hour in the evening, and I’m afraid drinking will cause delays.

The family ate delicious free-range chicken together. When talking about their life in recent days, Mr. and Mrs. Qian Laosen were filled with emotion.

Since the commune cafeteria's big pot meals were abolished and the use of centimeters for farming and dividends has been adopted, everyone's enthusiasm for work has greatly increased. Although we still can't eat enough, it is much better than before. At least, we no longer need to eat substitute foods.

The family also raised some chickens, ducks and geese, not many in number, but the eggs they laid were enough to buy salt and to provide for the occasional guests to improve their lives.

In fact, their lives should have been better, but every year after the grain was harvested, they had to pay the public grain tax, and then pay a portion of it to the levy according to the plan, and only the remaining portion could be used for their own use.

As a result, those who grow grain can no longer eat fine grains.

Even so, Qian Laosen was already very satisfied. His wish was simple, as long as he could have enough to eat and not suffer any more misery, that was enough.

Zhang Shenfei listened and nodded frequently. In fact, he also knew that the reason why Qianjiazhuang lived well was because it was relatively close to the old city and the policies were popularized there.

In those rural areas further away, the policies and water conservancy issues have not been resolved, and people are still eating from the same pot. Private plots and raising chickens and ducks are not allowed, but not a single grain of grain must be left behind, so life is definitely not easy.

But he has tried his best to promote the water turbine pump, doing his best and accepting his fate.

This is all he can do at the moment.

The next focus is to guide Yuan Longping, provide convenience to him when necessary, and develop hybrid rice as soon as possible.

As long as hybrid rice can be launched as soon as possible, the food problem of tens of millions of people can be fundamentally solved.

After dinner, Qian Tiezhu and his wife went back to their room to sleep, leaving Zhang Shenfei and the other three together listening to the radio.

The Qian family's radio was one that Zhang Shenfei had bought for them when he was assembling a crystal radio.

This is the only radio in Qianjiazhuang and the only entertainment for the villagers.

Whenever they have time, everyone will come here after dinner to listen to the storytelling, crosstalk and other performances.

Today, when we knew that there were guests at Lao Qian's house, everyone was tactful enough not to show up.

The whole family gathered around the radio listening to Yuan Kuocheng's "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", making random comments from time to time.

Zhao Guihua took the needle and thread and used the sock board to mend the socks, and from time to time she asked Zhang Shenfei about the recent situation of the Zhang family.

Hearing that Tian Xiaozao's due date was approaching, she kept reminding him of some things to pay attention to.

Finally, she was still worried and slapped the socks in her hand into the basket with a snap: "No, you don't have a mother, your old lady is eighty years old, and your sister-in-law has ten children to take care of.

It's not okay for Xiaozao to be alone during this confinement period. Otherwise, I'll follow you when you go back this time, and wait for her to finish her confinement period before I come back! ! ! ! ! "

Although his daughter-in-law has not given birth yet, he had taken care of his daughter for a few days when she gave birth, so he has some experience.

Hearing this, Qian Laosen also said, "That's right, let your aunt go with you. Otherwise, you, a grown man, will be at a loss as to how to take care of both the mother and the child."

"Tomorrow I'll go to the production team and borrow a horse-drawn carriage to take you down the mountain." Qian Tie Laosen began to make arrangements. "Before you leave, take the two remaining chickens with you. Even if you don't eat chicken, it's good to keep them for laying eggs."

Nowadays, it’s okay for them to eat eggs in the countryside, but the factory only has a quota of eight eggs per household per month. It’s okay at ordinary times, but when a woman gives birth, how can it be enough? ?

Zhang Shenfei quickly refused: "No, there is a policy in the city now that mothers can get eggs and brown sugar after giving birth.

I have already prepared things for Zao'er's confinement, and you can keep the chicken for laying eggs. I am very grateful that my aunt-in-law can go with me to take care of Xiao Zao.

But her due date has passed for several days, and it's hard to say when she will give birth. Let your aunt stay at home first, and I'll ask someone to bring word to you after Zao'er gives birth."

Although the Zhang family is large, they don't have many relatives. On their mother's side, they only have a young uncle, so they cherish this relationship very much.

"Why are you talking about this with your family? I'll just wait for your letter." Qian Laosen lit up his pipe, blew out a smoke ring and said again.

"Don't say that we are your only relative, we don't only have you either??? It's a pity that our eldest uncle and second uncle disappeared after going to the war, otherwise, they would have gotten married and had children, and our Qian family would also be a big family..." Qian Tiezhu couldn't help but sigh.

Upon hearing this, Qian Laosen, who was lighting a cigarette, paused slightly and his eyes flickered.

Neither Zhao Guihua nor Qian Tiezhu noticed this scene, but it did not escape Zhang Shenfei's eyes.

Zhang Shenfei's eyes suddenly narrowed when he noticed that there was something wrong with Qian Laosen's expression.

The eldest uncle and the second uncle Sanba left home to fight the Japanese invaders and never came back. This was no secret in the Qian family.

When he was young, he often heard his mother talk about this incident. In Zhang Shenfei's mind, both uncles are heroes.

Although the two uncles disappeared a year after leaving home and never sent back any news, after so many years of no contact, the family members have tacitly assumed that they died in an unknown place in the motherland.

War years,

There are too many unsung heroes who sacrifice their lives without anyone knowing about it.

There is no need to bury the bones in the mulberry land, there are green mountains everywhere in life.

Zhang Shenfei admires such people and is grateful for everything they have contributed to the establishment of the new country Z.

Also because of this,

Only at this moment would he pay special attention to the difference in Qian Laosen's hand.

As for the leader he saw today, Zhang Shenfei could see that he was a big leader, at least at the ministerial level or above.

Why would such a big leader come to a remote mountain place like the Youth Commune for inspection and seem to be somewhat familiar with my uncle?

Zhang Shenfei had too many questions in his mind waiting to be answered.

……

After listening to Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Qian Tiezhu left home to work overtime. Only Zhang Shenfei, his uncle, and his aunt were left in the main room.

It was already late at night.

It was a moonlit night in midsummer. Outside the window came the sounds of various insects chirping and frogs croaking. Occasionally, a local dog would hear the noise and start barking.

Zhao Guihua stood up yawning, went to the yard to check the number of chickens, ducks and geese in the chicken coop at home, and locked the door to prevent weasels from stealing chickens.

Zhang Shenfei and Qian Laosen, uncle and nephew, were still chatting casually.

I heard Zhang Shenfei ask about today's leader,

Qian Laosen slowly blew out a smoke ring and told him that the man was the leader of Sijiu City. He came to the Youth Commune to look for someone and to inspect the work of their migrant workers' group.

"Looking for someone? Who?" Zhang Shenfei asked curiously, but Qian Laosen just smiled and said nothing.

"It can't be that he is here to see you." Zhang Shenfei said venomously. Seeing that Qian Laosen was unmoved, he added, "I didn't expect that there are so many hidden talents in the small Youth Commune that someone like this could make a leader come to the door in person."

Qian Laosen did not answer, and Zhang Shenfei did not speak again.

The two of them smoked quietly, knocking off the ashes from time to time. There was no sound in the huge room for a while.

After a long time, Qian Laosen suddenly spoke up: "Dafei, how many years do you have until you graduate from college? What are your plans after graduation?"

Zhang Shenfei didn't know what his uncle meant by asking this all of a sudden, but he still answered honestly: "I will be a junior in September this year.

The current school system is six years, so I have to study for another three years.”

(End of this chapter)