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Chapter 1 Chapter 1: Pay the public rations! (Please collect and read)

seventies.

Snowflakes were flying in the air, covering the whole land of Guandong in less than a moment. Sun Jianping tightened his tight cotton coat, picked up his whip, and cracked in the air!
"drive!"

The bay-red horse walked away, pulling a cart full of grain, and hurried forward along the country road. The sound of the horse's bells was mixed in the wind and floated far away.

He leaned on the sack and looked at the overcast sky with longing thoughts. The twisted dark clouds were rolling and changing into various shapes. His thoughts went back to the day when he set out...

It rained heavily that day. My father had been sent to the Northwest two years ago; my mother went to the cadre school. After he locked the door of his house, he hurried to the train station in the pouring rain alone, following a group of People of the same age who were equally confused boarded the train and headed towards an unknown future.

This journey lasted for many years...

"Jianping, you have never seen such heavy smoke and snow in the capital!" An old man wearing an old sheepskin coat with a thick hemp rope tied around his waist caught up with the carriage, kept pace with the carriage, and poured a bucket full of water into the carriage. He handed the leather bag to him and asked with a smile.

Only then did Sun Jianping come back to his senses, took the leather bag, pulled out the stopper, poured a gulp of cold water, and wiped his mouth, "It snows here too, but it's just snowflakes. It's not like the snow here in Guandong Mountain." They are all snow particles, which hurt people’s faces if they hit them.”

"Haha, what are you and us? You educated youths who have gone to the countryside will take root in the countryside and become real old farmers!" The old man rounded his whip, made a few cracks, and urged the carriage forward. , "Our Ermajia is a poor place, and everyone is counting on you city kids to lead everyone to farm scientifically, increase production, and fill their stomachs!"

When...

Farmers.

Suddenly mentioning this word, his heart moved slightly.

Two months ago, he was still a student sitting in the classroom studying science and culture. Unexpectedly, two months later, he would be in the mountains at the eastern foot of the Daxingan Mountains, rolling up his sleeves and walking in the vast wilderness with his hands and feet covered with calluses. "Roll yourself in mud and make a red heart."

The wind and snow are getting bigger and bigger!
The cold wind carried snow particles and hit people head and face. The dark earth turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye. The first snow of the year came so quietly.

"Guys, work harder and rush to the woods ahead to take a breather!" Captain Cao shouted!

Today is the day when their village, Ermajia, pays public rations. Unexpectedly, the fate of man and God has changed!
"This God doesn't even open his eyes, he will do whatever he says..."

There was a hillside ahead. Sun Jianping took off his old cotton coat and covered it with grain. He jumped out of the carriage and pushed forward with his hands on the carriage board, trying to reduce the burden on the horse pulling the carriage.

These days, it’s not easy for people, but it’s also difficult for animals!
The bay-red horse screamed, threw away its four hooves and stepped hard on the ground. The ground that had not yet been frozen was left with small crescent-shaped mud marks, sandwiched between two winding ruts, pushing gently. Towards the distance.

Finally arrived at the grove.

"I think the snow has stopped. Let's rest in the woods tonight and leave tomorrow morning!" An old farmer wearing an old sheepskin coat, a goatee, and a few scars on his face ——Lao Caitou squinted his eyes and looked at the slowly moving leaden gray clouds. The snow was still falling, and there was no wind. As night fell, the temperature would get lower and lower, and the snow might not stop for a while.

"Okay, let's go around this hill and walk another twenty miles to the commune." Captain Cao hummed, "Jianping, go unload the carriage and feed the bay-red horses. Lao Cai, you can pile them up." Huo, I'll go pick up Lao Zhang and the others."

Sun Jianping nodded, walked to the shaft of the carriage, first took off a half-man-high carriage stand from the carriage, set up the carriage, then went around to the bay red horse, took off the splint, saddle, saddle pad, and waist, With a flick of the reins, the bay-red horse sprang forward, finally breaking free from the heavy cart and shaking off the snow on its body.

"It's really hard on you!" Sun Jianping pulled off the collar around the horse's neck and patted the wet mane. The pitiful three-year-old barley horse was soaked with sweat.

The bay-red horse obediently lowered its head, rubbed his arm with its big head, and kept glancing at the sack hanging on the carriage.

This is asking for food from oneself!
Sun Jianping pinched the horse's ears, pulled off a sack containing hay, and hung the mouth of the bag around the horse's neck. The maroon horse lowered its head and licked the dry materials. A roar came from the forest in the distance. The convoy led by deputy captain Zhang Ziyi Finally caught up. More than a dozen people sat around the fire, warming it up. They put the corn pancakes they brought on wooden sticks and roasted them on the fire. The aroma of burning grain filled the sky above the woods.

"It's snowing so hard that we are asking us to deliver public rations. Isn't he just torturing people?"

Zhang Ziyi has a bad temper, and he starts spraying as soon as he sits down!
"Who has any idea? The boss issued a document saying that public grains should be paid on October 15th. Do you dare to delay it for a day?" Lao Cao grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it into his mouth. It was so cold that he rolled his eyes and hurriedly covered his throat with his hands. He waited for a long time before speaking, "This year is the year of Gengxu. Balong is not working on flood control. It didn't rain in March, so the corn seedlings grew close to the ground. In July, there was another hailstorm, which destroyed half of the harvest. After paying the public grain, How to adjust the rations?"

"How about it...you, the captain, just watch it, as long as you don't starve to death!"

When this topic was brought up, everyone was in a bad mood. Lao Cao glared, "Did I tell you that I'm going to starve you bastards to death? Don't take it out on me if you are angry. Jianping, just give it to me." Let’s judge!”

"Well, Uncle Cao is right. The higher-ups give us educated youths a year's worth of rations. If the big guys are in trouble, I'm willing to take out my rations and share them with the big guys..."

"Okay, okay, no matter how difficult the team is, I can't take away your food..." Zhang Ziyi waved his hand, grabbed the tortilla and took a bite, still cursing and complaining in his mouth.

"Okay, what are you arguing about? Let's see if we can ship the rebate grain back on time when we deliver the grain..." Captain Cao pulled out his tobacco bag, pressed a pot full of tobacco leaves, picked out a branch from the fire and lit it. , gulping and puffing.

The crowd fell silent for a moment, with only the tinkling sound of snow particles falling on the fire and a puff of white smoke rising.

It was getting dark, and a lantern was hung on the shaft of the carriage, emitting a faint light. Sun Jianping pulled over the cotton coat that had been roasted in the bonfire, put it on, took a hemp rope and tied it around his waist, and buckled his dog-skin hat. , only showing a pair of eyes.

At night, the snow fell on the trees and grass, making a rustling sound. He wrapped his cotton coat around his body, curled up his neck, and leisurely enjoyed the snowy scenery of the Northeast with the faint light emitted by the lantern.

Different from the snow in Sijiu City, the snow here falls wildly and freely, as you please. Under the gloomy night, snow particles as dense as cow hair crackle down, smashing a piece of white snow. A tiny pit.

If in later generations, he sat in a heated room as warm as spring and looked at the snowflakes falling one after another in front of him, he might become inspired by poetry and write a poem "Ah, heavy snow," while he was over a small fire of red mud and full of wine. All white!" was a limerick, but now he was in the heavy snow and couldn't get away, so naturally he lost the interest of a scholar.

On a snowy night, everything was quiet, but in the distant forest, two green "will-o'-the-wisps" floated up, getting closer and closer. Sun Jianping's heart skipped a beat, what was going on?

He subconsciously pulled out a "one-on-one" that had been used for who knows how many years from his waist. This was a "self-defense weapon" specially assigned to him by Captain Cao before going out, and pointed it at the "will-o'-the-wisp".

A single gun is also called a one-horned dragon with a stick. It is a crudely made earthen gun. It is a big iron lump weighing more than a kilogram. Gunpowder and iron sand are stuffed inside. It can be beaten into a large piece. After the beating, it can be thrown out and injured. enemy.

The will-o'-the-wisp finally stopped in front of him. With the faint light emitted by the lantern, Sun Jianping could see clearly that the two will-o'-the-wisps were the eyes of a gray wolf!

It was snowing heavily, and all the small animals were hiding. This gray wolf was also very hungry. He happened to meet a group of farmers who were going to hand in public grain, so he came over to see if he could eat some food to satisfy his hunger.

One person and one wolf just looked at each other. The wolf's tail flicked slightly, and its sly eyes stared at the person in front of him, as if he was about to pounce forward in the next second!

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