Chapter 404 Spring
But before they could say anything, Zhou Yimin drove away on his motorcycle.
Only Lin Guohuai and his men were left to suffer from the exhaust gas.
Lin Guohuai hurried in to find Director Huang, after all, the mission had been completed.
"Director Huang, the meat has been purchased!"
Director Huang wanted to reprimand him, but when he saw the meaningful smile on his face, he knew there must be a trap waiting for him, so he said, "What do you want from me?"
Lin Guohuai was a little disappointed. He didn't expect his uncle not to be fooled. He could only answer honestly: "Have you completed the task you asked me to do?"
Director Huang said: "It's done, is it necessary for you to come and tell me?"
Suddenly I remembered: "Are you talking about asking Zhou Yimin to help purchase pork?"
"What other mission is this?" Lin Guohuai liked to see a shocked look on his uncle's face.
"And it weighs a full 100 kilograms!"
The original task only required 50 kilograms, but I didn't expect it to be doubled. I originally thought of asking for a higher price so that I could bargain more easily, but I didn't expect that I would agree to it right away.
Director Huang was shocked: "Xiao Lin, didn't you say 50 kilograms? How did it become 100 kilograms?"
I didn't expect Zhou Yimin to be so capable that he could even get 100 kilograms of pork.
Lin Guohuai recounted the whole process.
Director Huang gave a thumbs up and said, "This may be the most correct thing you have ever done in your life."
Lin Guohuai was a little speechless. He wondered if he could speak or not. What did he mean by this life? Couldn’t he do something more right in the future?
But now is not the time to argue.
Director Huang hurried to take a look and saw 100 kilograms of pork.
When I came outside and saw 100 kilograms of pork, I felt relieved.
Director Zhu saw that the work of the commune was heavy, but everyone was very motivated. However, many people were a little swollen due to the long-term bland diet, so he wanted to get some pork to improve everyone's food.
Now that we have exceeded the target, we will keep 30 kilograms just in case, take out 50 kilograms to distribute to the commune staff, and the remaining 20 kilograms will be used to improve the meals.
I shared this idea with the commune staff.
It was immediately and enthusiastically agreed by the employees. After all, there was meat to eat and meat to take. It was hard to find such a leader.
At night, everyone was supposed to go back home to eat, but since there was meat to eat tonight, everyone stayed.
The commune employees sat together, eating a big pot of pork stew, with happy smiles on their faces.
Aunt Li wiped her tears and said, "This meat is so delicious. Thanks to Xiaolin, otherwise I would have forgotten what meat tastes like."
Brother Zhang also smiled and said, "Xiao Lin is a very capable kid. He will definitely have a great future."
When Lin Guohuai heard the praises and compliments from everyone, he felt so happy in his heart, but he couldn't show it.
"No, these are what I should do."
Outside the window, the morning light was breaking and the village bell rang rapidly.
When the villagers hear the bell, they will gather quickly. When the bell rings, it means that there are important events to be arranged in the village.
Before they knew it, spring had arrived. Zhou Yimin quietly came to Zhoujiazhuang. The most important place was where the seeds were stored. Without seeds, they would definitely not be able to survive.
No seeds means no planting. The farmland in the village may not be able to be planted. That will be troublesome.
Replace the original seeds in the village with some higher-yielding crops.
It’s not that we can’t produce seeds with higher yields, but if we can’t explain where they came from, the yield may be too high when we plant them.
The higher-ups will definitely send people to investigate why the yields vary so greatly when the same crops are grown using the same planting methods.
Zhou Yimin did not plan to tell the villagers about this matter, so there would be no risk of leaks, otherwise, people from above would be sent to investigate.
The gossips in the village and those who can't stand any pressure will probably give him away if they are asked lightly.
After replacing all the seeds, he pretended nothing had happened and walked out.
Even if the villagers saw it, they would not say anything. The only two people in the village who could enjoy such treatment were Zhou Yimin and the old branch secretary.
When the old Party Secretary saw everyone gathered, he said, "It's spring now, and there will be a lot of farm work in the village. Everyone must..."
After the old branch secretary gave a big talk, the villagers in Zhoujiazhuang suddenly felt full of energy.
Seeing that the goal had been achieved, the old branch secretary began to assign tasks. Zhou Dayong was assigned to be responsible for sowing sorghum together with several experienced farmers.
The land had been plowed by oxen, and was soft and moist, exuding the unique smell of soil. Zhou Dayong imitated others, took out a handful of sorghum seeds from the sack, and examined them carefully.
The seeds are plump and glow slightly in the morning light, as if they are carrying hope for the future.
The sowing began. Uncle Zhou, who was in the lead, used a hoe to dig small holes with even spacing and just the right depth.
Zhou Dayong followed behind, bending down and carefully placing the sorghum seeds into the pit. After placing three or four seeds, he gently covered them with soil using his fingers, trying to be as gentle as possible for fear of damaging these precious seeds.
The spring breeze blew by, bringing a hint of coolness with it, but it also dried the fine beads of sweat on Zhou Dayong's forehead.
Not far away, several women and children were also busy. They carried water and irrigated every area along the planted areas.
"Dayong, be quick with your hands and feet. We can't miss the spring sowing time!" Uncle Zhou turned around and urged with a smile.
Zhou Dayong responded and quickened his movements. The morning passed quietly in this busyness, and before they knew it, they had already sown a large area of farmland.
The sun gradually rose higher, and at noon, the villagers of Zhoujiazhuang all went to the dining hall to eat.
Before there was a big canteen, there were special people to deliver meals so that we could continue working after eating.
Everyone sat together, eating simple steamed buns and pickles and drinking steaming cabbage soup. Although the food was simple, everyone enjoyed it with gusto.
Although I was a little disappointed because I didn’t get to eat meat, when I thought about the village, I realized how long it had been since I had eaten meat.
In Zhoujiazhuang, you can occasionally eat meat, even if it is minced meat, it is still meat!
The villagers from Shuangtian Village and Shangshui Village have been working in Zhoujiazhuang for so long that they have become accustomed to the food in Zhoujiazhuang.
It's not like being shocked beyond belief like at the beginning.
The afternoon sun becomes stronger and stronger, making me feel warm.
After seeing this, Zhou Yimin couldn't help but join the "battle". If it were in later times, he would have to pay money to experience the farm life.
When the old branch secretary saw this, he wanted to stop him, but Zhou Yimin said, "Without a healthy body, how can you contribute more to the motherland?"
After hearing this, the old branch secretary had no choice but to let Zhou Yimin do as he pleased.
After working for less than an hour, Zhou Yimin felt his back was soaked with sweat, but he did not slack off at all.
As the sowing progressed, his movements became more and more skillful.
The surrounding villagers cooperated very well. After all, they had been working together for so long, so it was normal for them to have such tacit understanding. They chatted while working, and the topics ranged from the growth of crops this year to trivial matters at home. Their simple words were full of expectations for life.
(End of this chapter)
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