Siheyuan: Starting from the Pig Killer

Chapter 57 The old man’s apprentice comes to visit (please subscribe)
  "Dad, let me go with you!"

Seeing that his father was going to the wheat field, Xiang Yunduan went into the house and changed into a pair of coarse cloth, and then followed him.

The wheat field is a flat piece of land that is flattened and compacted from the open space. It is specially prepared for the wheat grains to be detached, dried, and dusted.

Now, unlike in later generations, every household has a cement floor, and almost all villages have cement roads.

Therefore, if you want to complete the summer harvest, you must specially organize a space.

Liang Honghua wanted her eldest son to sleep at home and have a good rest, but she didn't persuade her to stop, so she had no choice but to let him follow.

By the time the father and son arrived at the wheat field, many people from other families had already arrived.

The wheat field is basically in the same place, and the wheat fields of each household are connected together, so Xiang Yunduan and his family are not the only ones who come to watch the night.

Seeing the Xiang family's father and son appearing, some neighbors came over to say hello. They all knew that Xiang Yunduan was working in the city. It would be inevitable that someone would need to go to the city to do something in the future, so it was definitely a good idea to establish a good relationship in advance. Only then can I ask Xiang Yunduan for help.

"Were all these cut today? How many are there?"

Xiang Yunduan came to his home's wheat field and looked at the piles of wheat piles as thick as a human waist. He couldn't help but ask.

"It's less than three acres. We just started working today and the condition is not very good. Tomorrow we will try to cut all the remaining acres of land on Yangpo!" Xiang Chuanzong said, untying a few wheat stacks and spreading them out. on the ground, and then spread the mat on top.

Although it is summer, if there is no wheat straw, it is easy to get rheumatism when the tide returns at night.

Because some wheat fields are on sunny slopes and some are on shady slopes, the maturity time will be slightly different. Sunny slopes can mature a few days earlier.

In addition, some fields can be watered, and some fields can have a little manure. These differences can also lead to differences in the maturity time of wheat.

Each of the seven members of Xiang Yunduan's family was allocated five acres and three-quarters of land, so there were thirty-seven acres of land in total, but there were only seven acres of land on the sunny slope.

Less than three acres were harvested today, which means there is still a little more than four acres left. Counting Xiang Yunduan tomorrow, there will be five people harvesting wheat. It is no problem to harvest more than four acres in one day.

Silent all night.

Early the next morning, just after dawn, Xiang Yunduan was woken up by his father.

By the time the two of them got home, breakfast had been prepared. After breakfast soon, the whole family went into battle together, took their sickles, pushed the cart with wooden wheels, and rushed to the wheat field.

At this time, no one dares to relax.

There is a word called "harvest rush", which can well reflect the state of farmers at this moment.

The time to cut wheat is actually only ten days and a half, because if it is too late, the ears of wheat will be too mature and open, and the grains will fall to the ground, which will be troublesome.

And in the meantime, we have to prevent it from raining, so we have to be quick.

When he arrived at the field, Xiang Yunduan put on his straw hat, mounted the sickle on the wooden sickle handle, and then began to lower the sickle.

Harvesting wheat is definitely not an easy job. First of all, you have to bend down and rise and fall frequently. In addition, when harvesting wheat, the upper part of the wheat straw is dry and yellow, but the area near the root is still green and yellow. The moisture is relatively high, so it is not easy to cut, and it will be quite difficult after a long time.

In addition, the weather is hot and the sun is shining, which makes it easy to sweat. Since the parts of the body are in contact with the wheat awns, they will inevitably be pricked and soaked with sweat. You can imagine how uncomfortable it feels.

Soon, the morning passed.

Xiang Yunduan didn't know how much he had harvested, but he had another skill - cutting wheat.

With the blessing of this skill, and the fact that his body became stronger and stronger after strengthening, he was the one who cut the most this morning.

"I'm going back to cooking!"

Seeing that the sun was setting, Liang Honghua took Yun Jin home to prepare lunch.

This morning, except for Yun Jin, who was too young and could only play in the fields, everyone else was very tired.

Especially the boy Yun Jie, although he did not cut the wheat, he followed behind and tied the harvested wheat into bundles for easy carrying back.

This job is not easy either, and the body has more contact with the wheat awns than the harvester. If you look at Yun Jie's arms with his sleeves rolled up, they are full of red marks.

"You must be tired. You don't know how to use your strength. You have done more than your father this morning!"

Seeing that his eldest grandson was a little dazed, Xiang Cunbao casually handed over the water bottle in his hand and said.

Although Xiang Cunbao has rich experience, he is old after all. In one morning, he only cut about half an acre of land, which is about the same as Xiang Yunlong. The one who cut the most was Xiang Yunduan, with almost eight points of land, followed by Xiang Chuan. Zong also has six points of land.

"It's okay, but I'm a little uncomfortable at the beginning. Otherwise, I could cut more!"

Xiang Yunduan replied that he was dazed not because he was tired, but because he was thinking that after this crop of wheat was harvested, it would be almost time for the collective to take back the fields in the future, and after that, it would be time to earn work points.

After resting for a while, Xiang Yunduan was about to get up and want to continue working. After all, he only had the weekend off, and he would take Longlong into the city tomorrow. Now there were only three main forces left: father, mother and grandfather. It would be very difficult to finish cutting all the land, so he wanted to work more.

If it really doesn't work, you can ask the cooperative in the village for help.

As for the people's communes that will appear on the stage of history next, they did not appear suddenly. Their predecessors were the initial production mutual aid groups, and later became the primary cooperatives and advanced cooperatives.

After liberation, although the rural areas were divided into land, not all families were able to farm. The war lasted for such a long time, and many families were left with only the old, weak, sick and disabled, and there were no strong laborers in the family. This resulted in even those who had The land cannot be planted. It is not like the later generations, which are all mechanized planting and harvesting. At this time, it all relies on human efforts. Without strong labor, it will definitely not work.

And it’s not just a human problem. Many people were tenant farmers before liberation. Their families were so poor that they didn’t even have the tools to farm. Even if the land was divided, how to farm was still a problem.

It is precisely because of such a series of problems that the initial mutual aid group was established.

After liberation, there was a large-scale construction, and there was a shortage of manpower everywhere. Road construction, factory construction, etc., attracted a large number of people from the countryside to work as laborers. When these people went to work in the city, how would they cultivate the land at home?
  This gradually developed the mutual aid groups into junior cooperatives and advanced cooperatives. Those who went to work in the city usually added their family fields to the cooperatives as shares, so that they could do both without delay.

In fact, the way to invest in shares is not limited to fields. Various farm tools, cattle, donkeys, mules, etc. can all be invested in.

Of course, these were all voluntary to join at the beginning. There are such mutual aid groups and cooperatives in Liangjiazhuang. However, the Xiang family did not join these groups or cooperatives before because the family had enough manpower.

Now that we are too busy, we can consider asking these groups and societies for help, as long as we can share some benefits with others when the time comes.

In fact, this is still employment in essence, but hiring individuals is suspected of exploitation, while employment groups and societies do not have this problem.

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"Grandpa! Dad!"

Xiang Yunduan was tying up the wheat stacks when Yun Jin suddenly ran over from home, shouting as he ran.

When he arrived, he talked intermittently for a while, and then he made it clear that it turned out that there was a guest at home, and he was one of the old master's apprentices. When Xiang Cunbao was young, he was very popular among the teenagers in some nearby villages because of his good fists and kicks.

At that time, in order to integrate into the collective of Liangjiazhuang, Xiang Cunbao taught martial arts to these young men nearby for a period of time, and he taught martial arts for free without accepting any gifts.

It is precisely because of this that the Xiang family gained a little fame and slowly took root.

"Who are you? Don't you know that you are busy these days? Wouldn't it be a delay to come to visit at this time?"

Xiang Cunbao said helplessly: "Grandson, let me go back and have a look. I can spend as much time as I can. I have to cut wheat in the afternoon!"

Xiang Yunduan is now a worker and can be said to be the face of the Xiang family, so Xiang Cunbao is willing to call him or ask his opinion on some matters.

Soon, Xiang Yunduan and his grandfather returned home again, but before they got close to the gate, they saw a green jeep parked at the gate from a distance, surrounded by a circle of children, which was novel but unfamiliar. Dare to step forward.

"Grandpa, your apprentice looks unusual!"

Xiang Yunduan and his grandfather looked at each other and said.

Of course, those who can get on a jeep these days are not ordinary people.

"I don't know who it is? It was over twenty years ago when I taught boxing!" Xiang Cunbao was also very surprised.

As soon as they entered the gate, they saw a man in a black tunic suit standing in the yard. He was about forty years old. Although he was not tall, he stood as straight as a javelin.

"master!"

The man also saw Xiang Yunduan and Xiang Cunbao at the same time, but his eyes were always on Xiang Cunbao.

"Hey, who are you?" Xiang Cunbao asked with some confusion as he looked at the man who came up quickly to greet him.

For a moment, he couldn't remember which one it was.

"Master, I am a dog boy, Yuan Gou Boy with a concave back!"

As the middle-aged man spoke, tears rolled down his eyes, and he knelt down on the ground, apparently wanting to kowtow to the old man.

"No, get up quickly!"

Xiang Cunbao didn't dare to let anyone kneel down. The jeep at the door told the problem. He might be a high official.

The old man helped the man up, almost holding him back, but it was Xiang Yunduan who gave him a hand to prevent the man from kneeling down.

"I remember, Gouwazi, you have really changed a lot. You were the only one who followed me to learn martial arts, and you are the only one who can persevere. It doesn't matter whether it's winter or summer, come here whenever you have time!"

The old man looked at the man and sighed with emotion: "I remember that after three or seven years, I haven't seen you since then. Later I heard that your family was attacked by the Japanese when they went to the city to sell mountain products. I thought you were also attacked by the Japanese." Too bad, I didn’t expect to see you again!”

As the dusty memories were opened, the old man's impression of the man in front of him became clearer and clearer, and his tone of voice was full of sighs and a little surprise when he spoke.

"Yes, in 37 years, our family went to the city to sell mountain products. My father, mother and sister were killed by the Japanese. I was lucky. I used the skills taught by your master to kill two Japanese. That was my first time. kill.

Later, I escaped from the city, vowed to take revenge, and joined the team. It took me twenty years! "

When the man spoke, even after twenty years, you could still hear the gnashing of teeth in his tone.

"Let's go into the house and chat. By the way, this is my eldest grandson!" Xiang Cunbao took the man and walked into the house, introducing Xiang Yunduan by the way.

"Hello, Uncle Yuan, my name is Xiang Yunduan!" Xiang Yunduan introduced himself.

"Ah, it turns out to be my senior brother's child. Okay, I didn't expect it to be so old!" The man looked at Xiang Yunduan and said happily.

After entering the room and chatting, Xiang Yunduan also gained a deeper understanding of the man.

The man’s real name was Yuan Weiguo, which was given to him later on in the army. He protected his family and his country. In his own words, his family was gone and he spent the rest of his life just to defend everyone and make more families happy and safe.

It turned out that after killing the Japanese in the city, Yuan Weiguo was almost caught, but he met an underground worker, saved his life, and sent him out of the city.

With this relationship, Yuan Weiguo joined the team. At the beginning, he was only in the district team, county team and other local teams. At that time, he rarely even touched guns, and all he used were spears and knives. This was true. Let all his skills come into play.

Starting from ambushing the Japanese soldiers who went to the countryside to collect grain, and then later carrying out artillery towers and counter-mopping up, they gradually grew up, and it can be said that they had a narrow escape from death.

In Yuan Weiguo's own words, if he hadn't learned kung fu from the old man, he might not have had the luck he had later, let alone have the chance to kill so many Japanese.

In the past few days, Yuan Weiguo transferred from the army to work locally.

Before he changed his job, Yuan Weiguo was the regimental leader of the team, a serious regimental-level official. Now he has changed his job and returned to the local area. It is a coincidence that he works at the Dongzhimen Wai Steel Rolling Mill as the newly appointed deputy director of the Security Department of the steel rolling mill.

Generally, people who change jobs like this need to be downgraded. The steel rolling mill is a department-level unit, and the deputy director of the security department is a deputy department-level unit, which is just right.

No wonder you can drive a jeep.

Everyone in Yuan Wei's country was gone. There were still some cousins ​​in Niubei'ao village, but their relationship was average. On the contrary, they had deep feelings for the old man, his mentor, so after settling down at work, he immediately came over for a visit. Visit the old man.

"By the way, has my nephew still practiced martial arts?"

After talking for a while, Yuan Weiguo suddenly looked at Xiang Yunduan and asked.

"Practice, I have been practicing since I was a child, but now I am very stable and it is of no use practicing. It is right to work hard!" the old man said casually.

"Hey, it's still useful. Maybe I'll be able to use it sometime."

Yuan Weiguo said: "I wonder how my nephew is doing? How much have you learned from the master's skills? How about we compete with me?"

Xiang Yunduan didn't expect that Uncle Yuan would say this. It seemed that this man was also straight-tempered. Otherwise, how could he say such a thing?

"Hey, my hands are itchy. I haven't played against anyone in the team for a long time since I became the team leader. When I saw the master today, I couldn't help but want to fight with others again!" Xiang seemed to have noticed something. Yun Duan and Xiang Cunbao were confused, and Yuan Weiguo said with some embarrassment.

"Yun Duan, then you should practice with your uncle!"

Although the eldest grandson had been harvesting wheat all morning and probably didn't have much energy anymore, Yuan Weiguo had already spoken, and the old man couldn't refuse, so when he spoke, he secretly winked at Xiang Yunduan, which meant that he could deal with it as he pleased.

"Uncle Yuan, then I'm offended!"

When the two came to the center of the courtyard, Xiang Yunduan cupped his hands and said.

(End of this chapter)