Chapter 62: The Eve of the Busy Farming Season
Xie Fei stood there in a daze, looking at the empty space in front of him and his empty palms. He felt lost and suddenly realized that he seemed to have missed something important.
Scorching sunlight poured through the gaps between the leaves. In the flickering light and shadow, Xie Fei turned away dejectedly. Lu Miao turned his back on him and walked further and further away...
It seems that from this moment on, some things have become destined.
Fu Jingyou was a person who couldn't sit still. He went home to put down his things, packed up briefly and went to the team.
He and He Hongjin took over tomorrow's work. Compared with other places, the field he wanted to work in was relatively far away.
In addition, the land was not very large, and in the past, no other strong laborers in the team were willing to go there, because they always felt that the time spent walking to and from a palm-sized piece of land would take longer than the time spent working.
Instead of running around and wasting time, it is better to choose a larger piece of land near the production team and work hard.
Because many people disliked that piece of land, and no one would gossip if he assigned it to someone else, He Hongjin assigned it directly to Fu Jingyou.
When Fu Jingyou was about to leave, He Hongjin followed behind and instructed:
"We're going to be busy soon, Xiaoliu. Put aside your external affairs for now and focus on the team first. Don't delay the harvest. The last commune meeting said that food rations in the city are tight. I'm afraid this year's quota of grain will have to be even higher than in previous years."
The quota grain is the public grain and also the task grain. After each quarter's harvest, a portion of the good grain must be selected and handed over.
If the grain quality is poor or does not meet the standards, the commune and grain station will not accept it at all.
Fu Jingyou has no control over the quality of grain, but he can contribute in terms of work.
In addition, this was something He Hongjin had specifically instructed him to do, so Fu Jingyou would not refuse and immediately agreed, "I understand, uncle."
He Hongjin nodded, waved his hand and said:
"Okay, let's go back. You're tired after working for a few days. Take a good rest this afternoon. When you get up tomorrow, you can concentrate on your work."
"good."
After returning home, Fu Jingyou did not take a good rest as He Hongjin had said.
Thinking about working tomorrow, Lu Miao will definitely come home at noon. Apart from the few pounds of Fuqiang flour he brought back today, there is nothing else to eat at home.
Afraid that the pots and pans would be empty when Lu Miao came over tomorrow, he took out the fish basket that he had made together with the last time he made the bamboo hat but had not had time to finish, and sat on the back doorstep of the kitchen and began to weave it again in a hurry.
I planned to finish weaving it quickly, wait until the evening to dig up some earthworms and small insects, and throw them into the ditch when there were few people outside, trying my luck while there was time.
While he was busy here, in the blink of an eye, the news that Lu Miao was praised by the women's director in the threshing ground became known to everyone.
"Miaomiao, you're amazing! You really bring honor to our educated youth comrades!"
During lunch, several girls surrounded Lu Miao with their lunch boxes, praising him non-stop, which made Lu Miao speechless and embarrassed.
Lu Miao waved his hand. "What's the big deal? I was just working and the women's director happened to see me. It's really not as much as your usual contributions."
"Don't say that. There are so many people working here, why did the women's director praise you and not others?" Ren Bing's heart was shaking like a rattle. "Besides, no matter how small this matter is, it's enough to improve our image in the hearts of the members."
Geng Xiaoyun responded: "That makes some sense."
Gu Ying didn't say anything, but nodded repeatedly.
The director of women's affairs is no different from others. After all, she is an "official" and her words have a certain authority and motivation. If she recognizes the good of the educated youth, what can others say?
Lu Miao didn't take it seriously and didn't think that what he did as usual was worthy of praise. But in the following days, just as Ren Bingxin and Geng Xiaoyun said, the voices of discussion in the team gradually died down, the educated youth were accepted again, and life seemed to have returned to normal.
Of course, this is all later.
At that moment, Lu Miao accepted Fu Jingyou's invitation, got up early the next day, packed up and went out, and waited with his chin in his hand at the edge of the bamboo forest beside Fu's house.
Before long, I heard the sound of footsteps coming from the side.
When I turned my head, I saw Fu Jingyou wearing an old straw hat common in the village, a bamboo basket hanging on his waist, and a light yellow jacket that was washed so much that it looked white.
In the morning, apart from going to the production team to pick up cattle, I don’t know where else I went. Most of the legs of my misty blue coarse cloth trousers were wet, and they were rolled up one higher than the other.
At this moment, he was driving the big black bull towards her, holding the rope in one hand and a sickle in the other.
Lu Miao was afraid of the big black bull, so he circled around and stood behind Fu Jingyou, walking slowly.
Afraid of startling the cow, she lowered her voice and asked:
"Fu Jingyou, you helped me herd the cattle, so what about your job?"
"It's no problem to graze the cattle. Once we get there, just hammer in the stakes and let them graze on their own."
At this time, cattle were very precious creatures in the production team, especially since they would be used during the busy farming season. At this critical juncture, the cattle had to be well fed.
Having said that, herding cattle is indeed an easy job. When you get to the place, you just have to nail the iron stake at one end of the traction rope into the ground, and then let the cattle eat grass on their own. The most you have to do is to keep an eye on them from time to time to make sure they don't eat or trample on nearby crops.
Lu Miao grew up in a big city. Not only had she never done the job of herding cattle, but this was the first time she had seen a live cow here.
She didn't know how easy this job was, but since someone was taking care of her, she was just as happy as Ma Daha, enjoying the ease and freedom.
In the past, Lu Miao was only concerned with pleasure and used to being a hands-off boss. She didn't take the cattle-herding job seriously. But Fu Jingyou's words gave her a clue. "Where? Where?"
Looking at the road ahead again, this time they bypassed the Fu family and walked along the bamboo path on the side of the threshing ground, instead of the bamboo forest behind the Fu family. It was obvious that this was not the way to the back mountain.
Lu Miao looked confused. "Don't we go to the back mountain to herd cattle?"
"Yeah." Fu Jingyou replied softly, "Usually, the uncles and aunts go to the back mountain to herd cattle, but we're not going today."
Lu Miao was even more confused. "Then where are we going?"
Fu Jingyou kept the secret for the moment and just smiled without answering:
"You'll find out when you get there."
Lu Miao looked proud and complained, humphing. She looked very much like Lin Daiyu in an old TV series. However, after this incident, she did not continue to ask questions.
Fu Jingyou drove the cattle through the cool bamboo forest path, and Lu Miao followed behind him. Sometimes he would pluck a leaf from a bent bamboo, and sometimes he would go to the side of the road and pull out a piece of dogtail grass to play with.
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