At this village meeting, Party Secretary Chen once again brought up the issue of Qiao Zhixia contracting the land. Unlike before, this time almost no one hesitated, and they all actively expressed their desire to sign a contract with Qiao Zhixia.
The only exception is Chen Dacui.
She insisted on keeping the land for her own crops, mainly because she didn't want Qiao Zhixia to get it for free.
Long before, when agricultural experts came to the village, she specifically asked why Qiao Zhixia's vegetables grew so well.
Experts said that it was because Jingyang Village had good water and good soil, which was its geographical advantage.
So she firmly believed that if Qiao Zhixia could grow good vegetables, she could do the same.
Therefore, she ignored her family's opposition and insisted on not contracting out her few acres of land.
뇾She said, try it yourself first, and if it doesn't work, then outsource it...
The autumn heat this year is really severe. As the autumn harvest is approaching, the temperature shows no sign of dropping.
The bright sun was hot enough to burn your feet in the mud, and the nights were just as hot.
Yibao and Yangzi are almost two months old now, and they are getting cuter and cuter as they grow up.
It was just because the weather was too hot. Despite Qiao Zhixia's careful care, the two cubs still got prickly heat due to their delicate skin, and they were always crying because of this.
In order to escape the heat, Qiao Zhixia had moved from the second floor to an empty room on the first floor, but the child was afraid of the heat, so he still couldn't sleep well.
At night, after the family had dinner, Qiao Xinguo began to rinse the sundeck on the roof with cold water. The hot steam quickly evaporated, taking away the heat on the sundeck, restoring the coolness.
He then brought a bamboo bed and a wooden frame specially used to support a mosquito net, and covered the bamboo bed with the mosquito net. Then Qiao Zhixia went downstairs and brought the two cubs up to keep cool.
There was a gentle breeze on the terrace at night, bringing the smell of rice from the fields, mixed with a faint fragrance of lotus, and the chirping of frogs and insects intertwined to create a lively melody in the summer night.
Qiao Zhixia lay on her side on the bamboo bed, supporting her head with one hand and gently waving a cattail leaf fan with the other.
The two cubs slept peacefully beside her, and looking at their soft and adorable sleeping faces in the bright moonlight, the tenderness in her heart was instantly filled.
"Zhizhi, what school did you apply to before? Now your two children are still so young, how are you going to go to college?" Li Aizhen, who came up with a watermelon, asked with concern.
Qiao Zhixia had never thought that she would become a mother so soon, but she had already taken the college entrance examination and had to go.
Her first choice was Guangzhou University. She knew that in the next few decades of national development, coastal cities would be the first to rise, and she could use the time she spent in school to set up a branch there.
This will help Jingyang's market value grow rapidly.
But now the child is too young, so she decided to postpone her studies for one year due to injury after she was admitted to the school.
The child can be weaned from breast milk after he is one year old, and then she can hire two reliable babysitters to go with her to the school to take care of the baby.
She also took advantage of this year to arrange the production tasks in the production area, so that even if she was not in Jingyang Village, it would not affect the planting.
She began to be busy while waiting for her acceptance letter.
At the beginning of August, she received an admission letter from Guangzhou University.
Before we could even celebrate, the busy autumn harvest arrived.
Her fifty acres of rice and three hundred acres of soybeans were ready for harvest.
After several days of hard work, the total output of her fifty acres of rice exceeded 80,000 ng, and the yield per acre reached an astonishing 1,600 ng.
You should know that the current rice varieties have a basic yield of no more than 500 mu.
This output is simply staggering.
Her rice not only looks full, white and crystal, but also has a fragrant, soft and glutinous texture after being steamed.
The porridge is thick, sweet, rich and smooth.
When cooking rice, the grains are distinct, crystal clear and soft.
This rice is in no way inferior to the varieties grown in the northern black soil, and is even better.
Qiao Zhixia believes that Jingyang rice will become the absolute nobility among rice varieties in the future.
As for soybeans, the total output of the 300 mu of land reached an astonishing 300,000 ng.
The average yield per mu is close to 1,000 grams, which is far higher than the 300-400 grams per mu of ordinary soybeans.
After harvesting this batch of soybeans, she arranged to plant a new batch of soybeans, this time planting 500 acres directly.
Before winter, we can harvest another batch, which will be used for food factory production.
Jingyang Food Factory was located not far from the canning factory.
We still directly acquired a state-owned food factory, so that we would have ready-made equipment and personnel, which would greatly save time and cost.
With the experience of the last successful acquisition of the canning factory, the acquisition of the food factory this time was very smooth. Although it cost nearly a million, the scale of the canning factory was twice that of the canning factory. Although the equipment was not brand new, there were no major problems.
In general, the actual value is more than ten times the purchase price, and she got a bargain again.
The cannery also acquired land at the original site to expand a new production line. Now its scale has doubled compared to before. After spending more than 200,000 yuan to update the outdated equipment, the output has increased linearly.
Currently we operate in three shifts around the clock, finally able to meet market demand.
After Qiao Zhixia's grapes were harvested, the grape drinks and peach juice produced were successively put on the market and won a good reputation in the market.
After the autumn harvest, the hydropower station was completed and the electric poles were finally erected in Jingyang Village.
Several electricians worked from morning till night, and finally before dark, the first light bulb was lit in Secretary Chen's home.
"The electricity is on, the electricity is on—"
The villagers cheered and celebrated, and one after another blew out the oil lamps in their homes.
Although it is just a small light bulb, it has opened a new chapter of life for the originally poor and backward rural areas.
In a dilapidated and cramped mud house on the edge of the village, a brother and sister with black faces were chopping pig grass in the dark.
My ten-year-old brother was wearing an ill-fitting patched jacket that was so dirty that you couldn't tell its color.
The twelve-year-old sister had her hair in a loose low ponytail and her hands, which were covered with knots, were working skillfully.
In the dark room, lying on the simple bed was a woman with paralyzed lower limbs who was unable to take care of herself.
The mother drowned in darkness, with stagnant water in her eyes, watched numbly as her two children struggled in poverty and hardship just to survive.
When the brother and sister were putting washed sweet potatoes into the pot for cooking pig food for dinner, two people came to the door to connect electricity to their house.
The brother and sister waved their hands in panic, "We don't have money to get electricity, and we don't have money to pay the electricity bill."
Because of poverty, the family couldn’t even afford to light an oil lamp, so how could they possibly get electricity?
However, the two of them still had no intention of leaving after hearing this. At this time, Qiao Zhixia appeared in front of the brother and sister.
"You don't have to pay for it, and we don't want you to pay for the electricity..."
The brother and sister then realized that it was Qiao Zhixia who paid for them.
But they were very uneasy and didn't know how to repay.
There are several other poor households in the village who are almost the same as them. There are no healthy adults in their families, and even their land has been divided up.
Qiao Zhixia relieved them of the burden and even sponsored their schooling, so they could just help her with some work after school.
The brother and sister looked at Qiao Zhixia, then looked at the light bulb that was lit in their own room, and felt the first ray of warm light in their lives.