Chapter 127 Family Planning
On September 1, 1982, family planning was confirmed as a "basic national policy" and was written into the Constitution in November of the same year, setting off a wave of family planning across the country.
Various propaganda slogans can be seen everywhere in village committees, communes, schools, streets and alleys - "Induce it, abort it, but don't give birth to it", "If you don't abort it when you should, you will be robbed of your house and the cow will be taken away", "If one person has an extra child, the whole village will be sterilized", etc. They are simple, crude and directly rhymed.
By 1983, the fighting had intensified. In Sihe Village, wherever you walked from the doorstep to the fields, you would find slogans on every wall.
The sixth month of the lunar calendar is the critical time for harvesting summer crops. Before dawn, everyone is already wielding sickles in the fields. Even those who have already gone to work in the village-run factory will do as much work as possible before work starts.
These were all their own fields. After paying the public tax, everything left was theirs. How could they dare to rest? Lin Guoqing and Shen Chunhua took their entire family to the fields early in the morning.
Liang Shengdi has become much calmer in recent years. She has no rest except for the Chinese New Year. Especially when the land was distributed to each household, Chen Chunhua pointed to the three and a half acres allocated to her family and said,
"From now on, whether our family can have white rice three times a day depends on us."
Liang Shengdi buried herself in the field without saying a word. In fact, she had not done farm work for many years and was not even very proficient in transplanting rice seedlings. But it didn't matter, she could learn, and she could transplant again if she didn't do it well. As long as the rice plant could grow one more ear, she could eat one more grain of rice.
After two years, Liang Shengdi had become an expert in the fields. Even if the Lin family had half an acre more land in this life than in the previous life, she would still have time to plant and harvest.
Just like now, sixty-one-year-old Mrs. Liang was like a human harvester, leaving rice stalks falling everywhere she went. Lin Shuying, who was following behind, was too busy to collect and bundle them.
It was summer vacation and the four children did not have to go to school. There was a shortage of people for the summer harvest. Even Lin Shuying, a student studying for terrorism, put down her textbooks and went to the fields to work. Some were harvesting rice, some were bundling rice. The youngest, Lin Shumei, who was 8 years old, was very skilled at bundling rice.
"Guoqing, it's almost time for you to go to work. Don't be late." Chen Chunhua turned around and talked to her man while cutting rice.
Lin Guoqing looked at the time on his watch. "There's still half an hour left. I'll cut some more grain, otherwise you won't be done today. Once this batch of grain is stored in the warehouse, we can go around the village... I still have to go to Shanghai by then."
He had originally wanted to take Lin Fuqiang to look for a residential plot the next day after drinking, but the factory ended up sending him to Shanghai on a temporary basis.
They spent a lot of money to send Chen Chuanguo to Shanghai to learn the latest electroplating technology, but the young man had rarely traveled far, and Lin Guoqing was the one who was most familiar with Shanghai in the factory, so they asked Lin Guoqing to take him there and communicate with the customers in Shanghai before coming back.
When he got home, it was the double harvest season. It wasn't just his family that was busy during the double harvest season; every household was busy as hell. He was thinking that after this wave of work was done, he would go pick out a plot of land. After picking out the land, he still had to go to Shanghai to pick up someone...
"Ah! ... Ah! ... Ah! ... "
A scream broke the quiet morning in Sihe Village, spreading from the middle of the village to the fields. The big guys who were busy harvesting rice at the edge of the field all stood up and looked back. What happened?
“Murder! Murder! …Help!! Murder!!”
Murder? Their village?
Many people threw down their sickles and ran out of the fields. After they had run a few steps, someone shouted that there were so many people and they were not from our village... Then more people followed with sickles in their hands.
No matter whose business it is, we are all from the same village. There is no reason to let others bully us!
Liang Shengdi looked at the rice in her hands, turned around and said to Lin Guoqing and Shen Chunhua, "You two should go and take a look and help out if you can. The four of you don't need to go. Stay with me in the fields. There's always work to do!"
She was talking about the four children. Lin Shuchao turned around, but was pulled back by his eldest sister. Hi! This is so lively!
Lin Shuying glared at her third brother, then said to Chen Chunhua, "Mom, you guys go ahead. Grandma and I are here."
The couple looked at each other, and Chen Chunhua frowned and whispered, "It sounds like... Ma Fengjuan's voice."
Lin Guoqing's eyelids twitched. Ma Fengjuan had not left the house since she became pregnant. The only outsiders in the village who knew about her pregnancy were Ma Dexiang and his elder sister, besides the couple.
Chen Chunhua and his wife were as talkative as saw-mouthed gourds, and they hadn't told either Liang Shengdi or their four children. As for Ma Dexiang and Lin Yulan, although they were useless at home and only Ma Dexiang was slightly useful outside, they were not the kind of people who would talk nonsense because they were timid.
So today this is...
Ma Fengjuan... Alas! Chunhua was right. This woman had offended too many people in the past. No matter how much Lin Fuqiang tried to clean up her mess, it was useless.
He took off the towel hanging around his neck and wiped his face, then put the towel around the third brother's neck, turned around and said, "Let's go and take a look."
From a distance, I saw a group of people blocking the door of the village party secretary Lin Fuqiang's house and cursing for a long time. They dragged a woman out from inside, and her belly was bulging.
"Fuqiang! Erniu! Save me! Save me!!!" Ma Fengjuan was pulled by her hair and dragged forward. It was useless for her legs to shake on the ground. No one cared about her life or death, or maybe they were hoping she would die!
Lin Erniu wanted to rush over to rescue his mother, but there were too many bad guys. Any few of them could pin him down and make him unable to move. "Mom! Mom! Don't pull my mother! Let her go!" Lin Erniu was pressed to the ground and cried and shouted.
"Fengjuan! Fengjuan!" Lin Fuqiang stumbled and ran behind them, trying to stop them from taking his wife away. His old mother was following behind them. The old lady was old and accidentally tripped and fell on her face.
Lin Fuqiang ran back crying to support his mother, not caring about either side. His gray hair was a mess on his head, and he wanted to die.
His family was actually quite small. After his eldest daughter got married two years ago, they only had one son, Erniu. Traditional thinking made them feel that their family was a bit lonely. Both Lin Fuqiang's mother and he and Ma Fengjuan had always wanted to have another child, but they didn't know whether it was because they were really old, but they could never get pregnant.
In the past two years, family planning has been tightened, and he had given up on this matter, thinking that one son is enough, but then he suddenly became pregnant again.
His mother said it was God's blessing and his father's blessing. She even asked a fortune teller to tell her that the baby would definitely be a boy. Ma Fengjuan hadn't left the house since Chinese New Year, fearing she might run into someone from the Family Planning Office.
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I’ve seen many friends say that the progress bar has been moving too fast these past two days. Is it about to be finished?
No, no, I’ve only written... about... a quarter of it.
The theme of this book is mainly about the male and female protagonists' family and their life story. My goal is to write about Chunhua becoming a great-grandmother.
So I think I can’t write about it year by year, it will be too boring… Sometimes it will skip around…
For example, now, it mainly jumps to 1983, everyone can read the book with peace of mind (●●), don't panic. If you have time, please give a good review and send an email, (*￣3￣)╭
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