Old Wu picked a day, offered three meat dishes and three vegetable dishes, set off two firecrackers, and moved the ancestral grave to the top of the mountain.
From then on, on every sunny day, Old Wu could stand in the yard and see his ancestors basking in the sun on the top of the mountain from afar.
After finishing his own work, Old Wu took the initiative to mobilize every household, and finally the large-scale fruit tree planting project in Hetou Village began.
The first step is to remove the weeds. The soil on the hill is very compact, so it is difficult to pull them out by the roots. If you can pull them out, pull them out. If you can't, just use a sickle to cut them off at the roots.
In order to sow and raise rootstocks in time for the spring, men, women, young and old in Hetou Village are all full of energy.
However, the ones who worked the hardest were the capable ones in the production team at that time. The secretary said that once the grafted fruit trees were successfully grown, everyone would claim them on a household basis, so their enthusiasm was quite high.
Young people of this era seem to have endless energy.
Take Xu Guoqing for example. He goes to work in a brick factory, but he doesn't rest after work. Instead, he uses his free time to loosen the soil on the hill, like an iron man.
While everyone was charging ahead, someone had to provide logistics support. People like Qiu Zhen, who were carrying children and not feeling well, were responsible for preparing snacks and tea.
The people of Hetou Village are united as one. They go out at dawn and work until it is almost dark in the evening.
When Xiaohua was not in school, he would help his mother to do the housework, boil tea and pour it into thermoses, carrying six bottles on a load.
Studying is still not a good thing for Xiaohua. Although he is sensible and wants to study hard to bring honor to his family, he starts every day by opening a book with full energy and ends every day by falling asleep on the table.
Liang Genfa always sighed, is there really no one in this family who is good at studying?
"Xiaohua, we're out of tea. Go get a few more bottles!"
"Okay!" Xiaohua patted the mud off his hands neatly. He was helping to deal with the grass roots.
Liang Genfa worked the night shift today. He slept until the afternoon and came to work. During the break, we chatted with each other.
"Genfa, your good days are here!" Uncle Xu drank a bowl of tea and said cheerfully, "Look at the children. They are all promising. Even Xiaohua has grown up."
"You don't need to praise them for this. Guoqing has long been a well-known young man in the area!"
Liang Genfa said modestly.
"You know what, the young men and women in our Hetou Village are all good. They can work hard and endure hardships."
It is not easy for young people to get recognition from the older generation.
"Look, they are the ones who are responsible for the land reclamation. We old guys are just helping out."
"Yes, yes." Liang Genfa looked at Dahua working in the fields, feeling satisfied, but still said with a hint of regret, "In our family, everyone is destined to work. We haven't produced anyone who is good at studying."
"That's right. You can be good at any profession. You don't have to study. Besides, you have Chunhua in your family!"
Liang Genfa smiled and nodded, no longer speaking politely or modestly. Xu Guoqing's father was right. Their family's only hope for education lay with Chunhua.
He couldn't help but think of Chunhua's birth. Every time he thought of it, he would be glad that he had stopped it in time. Looking at the current situation, raising another child was not a difficult task. Instead, it brought new hope to the family.
Maybe, as he said, Chunhua would be a good student!
It was gradually getting dark, and everyone was walking back in groups of three or four. Dahua was so absorbed in burying himself in the soil that he forgot about time.
When Xiaojuan came to find him with slander, he suddenly looked up and found that he could hardly see clearly.
"What are you doing here? I'll be back soon." Dahua came up from the field and said, "Dad and Mom are really annoying. Why did they let you shout?"
Xiaojuan brushed the dirt off his body and said, "I was the one who came to call you. They asked Xiaohua to come, but I refused."
Xiaojuan was almost six months pregnant at this time. She was getting plumper and her belly was bulging. There was a narrow path up the mountain. It was dark and thunderous, and Dahua was afraid that she would fall.
"What are you afraid of? I'll just walk slowly and be careful."
Xiaojuan walked slowly in front, and Dahua carefully protected her from behind. It was very cold at night in early spring, and the wind blowing on her face almost froze her nose.
"Don't come next time. I know the time myself."
The path was difficult to walk on and a bit slippery. Every step Xiaojuan took felt like stepping on his heart.
"Then don't work so late. If you are late, I will have to come out and call you." Xiaojuan spoke lightly, and Dahua didn't dare to breathe.
"Okay, okay, next time I will definitely come earlier, one o'clock earlier, okay?"
"That's more like it! I see you were so busy planting trees that you forgot to eat, and also forgot about me and the little one."
Xiaojuan teased him, and Dahua quickly said, "That's impossible. I had already thought of a name for him when I was working. It's Dashu, Liang Dashu."
"That's so ugly. It would be even uglier if it was a mermaid." Xiaojuan said with disdain.
"this……"
"Since you are planting fruit trees, just call it Guoguo, Liang Guoguo."
After dinner in the evening, my mother boiled lard and placed the lard residue on the stove. The aroma wafted from far away. Xiaojuan had just finished her meal, and now she started drooling at the aroma of the lard residue.
Seeing that she kept glancing at the stove, Dahua knew what was going on and filled a small bowl with some for her.
"What are you doing? I don't want to eat."
Xiaojuan didn't take the bowl, but her nose was almost hooked away.
"Why don't you eat it? I've brought it here. I saw the look in your eyes. It looks like you can swallow the pig in the pigpen directly."
Dahua put a piece of fried dough under her nose. Xiaojuan turned her head away stubbornly and said, "I won't eat it. How greedy I am! I'm making a fool of myself."
"No one's laughing at you. Eat whatever you like. Look who in our family would laugh at you. You didn't eat anything good while you were pregnant."
"Don't talk nonsense." Xiaojuan rolled her eyes at him, moved her mouth forward, and a piece of crispy and greasy oil residue went into her mouth. She took a bite, and the outer skin was crispy, and lard came out from the inner layer. It was so fragrant.
"Since I became pregnant, my family has killed several chickens." Xiaojuan really felt that she ate too much.
"Eat it. I can't let you lose."
"What's the loss?"
"No
"I can't let you marry me, it would be a loss!"
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