It starts with the production team driving the big truck

Chapter 227 The little head is filled with knowledge!

"Cows are very valuable!"

"It's not cheap anyway, it's one thousand and fifty yuan!" When he mentioned this number, the light in the old man's eyes dimmed again, "One thousand and fifty yuan, where can I earn fifteen hundred yuan!"

"Uncle, don't worry. When we have a good harvest this year and earn money from selling the grain, we will buy back the big cow. Then everyone can have a glass of milk in the morning!"

Sun Jianping smiled and reassured, and the old man nodded, "Let's work harder, increase the production, and show them that our team members are not free!"

"Come, do one for this year's bumper harvest!"

The two men picked up two large bowls and bumped them together, making Li Xiuzhi laugh. These two people!
It's quite understandable.

Harvest... how can it be so easy!

Once a seed is planted, there will be wind, sand, rain, snow, drought and floods... I don't know how many hurdles and difficulties I have to go through if I want to wait until the old autumn and have a good harvest...

too difficult!
It's not like city people who reach out for money every day while sitting in the office. Some city children can't even tell the difference between rice and weeds...

Really...

After the two men had eaten and drank enough, Li Xiuzhi picked up the dining table and made a bed for them. Lao Cao yawned and lay on the bed. He picked up the radio and turned it on, wanting to listen for a while, but there was only the slightest trace of electricity left in it. Voice.

"Uncle, it's midnight and the broadcasts have stopped. Go to sleep now!"

"Alas!" Lao Cao rubbed his chin, thinking of this trip to Harbin, coming and going in such a hurry, it was like a dream.

Early the next morning, it was gray outside the window. Lao Cao carried the dung basket and walked around outside, and his body was covered with a layer of fine ox hair drizzle.

"It's a good rain. Didn't we say it on the radio? Spring rain is as precious as oil. If it rains for three days and three nights, we won't have to sit on the water to farm this year."

Lao Cao took off his coat and wore only the small gown underneath, revealing his lean tendons. He sat cross-legged on the top of the kang and watched his daughter-in-law and several women sitting on the top of the kang picking seeds.

"Brother Lao Cao, this kind of seed you brought back is really good. It looks big and better than the seeds we left in previous years!" Xu Jincheng's wife chirped, and Lao Cao was amused, "That's not it. It's easy to plant and cultivate good seedlings." , this thing is just like giving birth to a child. You see, the parents are big, so the child will be about the same. If the parents are both big, they will only give birth to a bean sprout!"

"You nagging, why are you saying I'm short? I'm telling you, Brother Cao, the two younger boys in my family will also grow to 1.7 meters in the future!" Xu Jincheng's wife muttered angrily, "What are you doing Jianping?" went?"

"He went to clean up the canal, and the rice seeds were all gathered back. It seems that the ground still needs to be winched and furrowed. By the way, my old girl, tell me how the rice was grown."

Li Xiuzhi raised her eyebrows and showed a proud smile, "Rice is more troublesome than corn. Rice must be irrigated with water first, and then..."

While chatting, a big black horse ran out of the door. Lao Cao looked up and slapped his thigh, "This horse is really naughty. It ran out on its own again!"

"Jianping fed it this morning, right?" Li Xiuzhi saw that it was the big black horse that Sun Jianping brought back from the Gannan Horse Market. It was standing at the door, hissing, as if calling the owner to come out and play quickly. !

Lao Cao hurriedly put on his shoes and went to the ground. When he came to the door of his house, Wu Longma tilted his head and glanced at him, then stretched his neck and ran into the house.

Where is my master?

Old Cao reached out to grab the horse's reins, but he didn't expect the black horse to throw it away and open its mouth to bite him. The old man had to give up the plan of catching the horse back and pointed towards the river, "Jianping, go to the salt-alkali land." Now, go find him yourself!"

The black horse seemed to understand, wagging its tail, spreading its four long legs, and ran towards the river in a hurry.

Lao Cao was worried and followed him from a distance. After crossing the small bridge, he saw Sun Jianping standing in the saline-alkali land, holding a handful of soil and pondering under the misty drizzle.

The black horse jumped up, like a divine horse descending from the sky, rushed over like lightning, circled Sun Jianping twice, rested its head on his shoulder, and hissed!

"This horse is quite clingy..." Lao Cao took out his tobacco bag and pot, pressed a pot of good tobacco leaves brought back from Sun Changguo, lit two puffs of Gudu, and watched with a smile the scene of people and horses getting close to each other.

"You're causing trouble again!" Sun Jianping smiled and rubbed the horse's ears. The black horse hit his chest with its head like a spoiled child and bent its two front legs to let him come up!
Come, let the horse take you for a ride!
"It's raining, please calm down for a while!" Sun Jianping blocked the misty drizzle with his lapel to prevent the planting book given by Secretary Yao from getting wet. Slowly flow into the saline-alkali land along the main road, and then enter every piece of saline-alkali land along the branch canals as dense as a spider web, soaking the white alkaline land into patches of white alkaline skin, turning it into a turbid milky.

He walked to the gate and amplified the water flow. The water of the Gulgulu River rushed into the saline-alkali land quite violently. In an instant, it disappeared from the main canal, and then rushed towards the branch canals extending in all directions.

In less than an hour, this saline-alkali land covering an area of ​​40 acres was flooded into a vast expanse of water. Old Cao walked slowly over and looked at the watery saline-alkali land, feeling quite puzzled.

"Jianping, what are you doing?"

"Uncle Cao, look, our land is a severely saline-alkali land. Although there is no equipment to measure its pH value, it must be over 9, so I want to flood it with water first to dissolve some of the alkali in the soil. Wait until a few days later Then pour all the water into the big puddle in the south, so that the alkalinity will be brought into the puddle, and then we will dig ditches and ridges to plant rice..."

"I think it's okay, you can take care of it yourself!" Lao Cao was confused, but he still chose to believe Sun Jianping.

This kid's little head is filled with knowledge!
I can definitely do this job well!

The gloomy sky enveloped the entire eastern foothills of the Greater Khingan Mountains, and the warm wind blowing from the northwest Pacific stopped here, densely spreading the water vapor it carried on this field of hope, nourishing every tree and every blade of grass.

The trees have turned green, the willow trees are barking, and the poplar trees have grown furry tree seeds. From a distance, they are all red, which is really beautiful.

On the slopes of Daxinganling, the blooming winter jasmine flowers swayed in the wind, and the raindrops on the petals dripped obliquely, moistening the grass that had just emerged below.

Spring is coming late in the North, and the world is wearing new clothes.

It drizzled for three days and three nights. When the sun rose again, the air was filled with a sweet moisture.

"Dad, look how good these sprouts are!"

Li Xiuzhi pulled over a large clay pot, opened the curtain and damp cotton cloth, and grabbed a handful of corn seeds that were as yellow as gold.

After three days and three nights of germination, a small pointed head has grown from the germ of the corn seed, which is the sprout of the rice.

"We're almost there, Chungui, hurry up and go to the team headquarters, gather the villagers, hurry up and plant corn!"

"Okay dad!"

Cao Chungui rushed to the team headquarters like a gust of wind, picked up an iron rod, and banged it against the half of the railway track hanging from the tree.

Get to work!
Back to work and farming!
Big black horse, big white horse, black horse...

All eight carts were hitched, pulling pickaxes, shovels, rollers... Even the little donkeys were not idle. They were dragged by Xu Jinshui, and one hundred and eighty of them reluctantly walked towards the hillside at the north end of the village.

All the labor force in the village was divided into five groups, with Lao Cao, Sun Jianping, Zhang Ziyi, Lao Xu and Lao Caitou each leading a team. After subcontracting and dividing, the busy spring sowing production work began.

Several educated youths, Chen Peilin and his wife, two "half-year-olds" in the family, and Wang Liansheng's family were all assigned to Sun Jianping's group. He, Yang Jian, and Tian Guangming, under the leadership of Wang Liansheng, each dug a ridge. The women each carried a cloth bag filled with sprouting seeds. They followed behind, stepping on the moist soil with their feet, and put a seed of hope into each hole.

Chen Peilin and his wife followed behind, driving Oolong Ma to collect the soil that had been dug up. Oolong Ma was quite uncooperative, but after being glared at by Sun Jianping, he had no choice but to keep his head down and work.

Rural work is simple, but the difficulty is that the labor intensity is too high. Even a young and energetic person like Sun Jianping feels a sore back after digging a hole for a while with a pickaxe. As for the cream niche Tian Guangming, he has long been so tired that he just sat down. On the ground, I looked up at the scorching sun and curled my lips.

'I can't do it anymore! '

(End of this chapter)