Chapter 38 Chapter 38 Leadership Inspection.
Xu Yongshou is also at the threshing ground at this moment.
He was very satisfied with the influence the little girl had on him.
At this critical juncture of autumn harvest, we must be serious. How can we win this tough battle without hard work?
He had just seen that Miss Mian threshed the rice very cleanly, even better than most of the men.
At the fighting ground, Mu Mian, the person involved, also felt that this job was better than picking rice grains.
You have to use some effort when threshing rice, otherwise the rice grains won't come down.
What she lacks the least is energy.
The father and daughter stood next to each other, shaking three times after hitting one, their movements were very synchronized.
It was inconvenient for Mu Mian to move while standing on the bench, so Mu Fugui took two at a time so that Mu Mian didn't have to move.
Zhenzhener is a father-daughter combination, and the work is not tiring.
When the work was finished in the evening, Mu Mian looked at the scorer with satisfaction as he wrote a "10" after his name.
Hehe, full work points! !
You won't be able to earn full work points in a day just by picking up rice grains.
If the family has more work points, they can get more food when the grain is distributed.
Just thinking about it makes me happy! !
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Mu Mian was satisfied, but other people's families were in an uproar.
A nine-year-old girl! !
I got full work points for threshing rice! !
Looking at the ones at home, they only earned one or two work points a day, and while they were picking up, they suddenly disappeared without a trace.
He was running around and making a lot of noise, and it took a long time to bring him some water.
How come other people’s children are so capable, they can write articles and work in the fields!
This night was destined to be a restless one for the Qingfeng Brigade.
Mu Mian, who was the center of the topic, was very hungry after a day of work. Threshing rice was much more tiring than picking rice grains, and he had been working hard all day.
After she simply washed up, she picked up a steamed bun and stuffed it into her mouth. Without waiting for the food to be ready, she chewed it and swallowed half of it.
This steamed bun only has half cornmeal, and the rest is fine flour. It tastes a bit sweet when you chew it, and it is very delicious!
During the autumn harvest, it is unbearable to eat only cornmeal and sweet potatoes.
Comrade Mu Fugui exchanged this fine noodles with someone in the commune. The ones distributed last year are long gone.
It didn't bring much in return, and even mixed with cornmeal, it was only enough for a few meals.
There's no other way. Fine grains are precious and hard to get these days, so it's already pretty good to be able to exchange for some.
Mu Fugui and his wife Liu Shuangcui were also extremely tired. Liu Shuangcui was in charge of harvesting the rice, and her hands and arms were so sore that they could not be used after a whole day.
Liu Shuangcui took two bites of steamed bun, then looked at her daughter who seemed to be fine, stretched out her hand and pinched her thin arm, "Can you really bear it?"
Mu Mian nodded, "Yeah, it's just a little sore, but there's still some energy left."
Liu Shuangcui remained silent. She felt jealous seeing her daughter's endless energy.
Mu Fugui laughed, "She can bear it, but the fourth and fifth brothers are probably exhausted."
These two brothers used to get nine work points most of the time, but today they were stimulated by Mian Ya and they all tried to get full work points. It would be strange if they were not tired.
It's not just the Mu Xingwang brothers. Today, many male comrades in the threshing ground have earned about one more work point than usual.
It was all provocative. He didn't want to be made to look useless by a little girl.
Mu Mian, who indirectly caused this situation, didn't think too much about it. He just fell asleep after a tiring day.
I woke up the next day with my arms feeling sore and swollen, but at this critical juncture of autumn harvest, everyone feels aches and pains from exhaustion.
It is no exaggeration to say that we lose a lot of energy every year during the autumn harvest.
Mu Mian wasn't at that point yet. She carried the small stool from yesterday and followed her father to the threshing ground as usual.
The comrades in the threshing ground are still full of energy today.
In the rice field not far behind them, the little kids were inexplicably much more well-behaved than yesterday.
One by one, they followed the adults, sticking their little butts out, sitting in two rows, picking up yours and me, without fighting or arguing.
It is not okay to be unruly. With Mu Mian, who got full work points, other parents just can't stand their own naughty boys.
If you don't like something, the wooden stick might fall on your butt.
Last night, every household repeated the same thing over and over again, and all they said was...
How come this little girl is so capable?
If you can't beat the rice, can't you pick up the rice grains?
Others can stand for a whole day without complaining of being tired, but you’re exhausted after just picking up things for half a day?
It’s bad enough that he can’t match me in terms of brainpower and strength, but why doesn’t he even have an attitude? How come he only got one work point when he picked up the food so carefully?
If you don’t pick it up carefully for me tomorrow, you’d better watch out for your skin!
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And so on and so forth.
This is only Mu Mian. If it were someone else, those little monkeys would probably hate that kid to death.
But for Mu Mian.
Needless to say, they also think this guy is amazing! !
He can even thresh rice, he is better than their father.
Of course, the main reason is...
It is impossible to hate someone, I don’t even dare to hate him! !
What if she beats them like she did to Shi Dabao? That girl is really scary!
With so much strength, hitting them wouldn't be like throwing them for fun, right? The kind that you can't even pull up if you throw them into the fields.
So, don’t provoke them! !
It’s just picking up rice grains, how could they not know how to do it? They know how to do it very well! !
Mu Mian didn't expect that just by changing his job, he could make the little naughty kids in the team become much more obedient.
Each one picked up the rice grains very carefully, and the place where they picked up was so clean that it couldn't be cleaner.
If birds came, they would probably leave cursing, because they wouldn't leave even a grain of rice to fill their teeth!
For a moment.
The Qingfeng Brigade was really united in its efforts, focusing on the battle of autumn harvest.
Mu Mian, the person involved, was so tired after harvesting rice for three or four days in a row that he fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow at night, and his arms were sore and swollen and showed no signs of getting better.
However, looking at the figures working hard in the fields with their backs to the sky, she felt that she could still hold on.
Everyone is exhausted, but aren't they still holding on? The sooner you finish the work, the sooner you can feel at ease.
That day, Mu Mian placed the bench in front of the bucket with familiarity, and another day of work began.
It was a little cloudy today and not as hot as the previous few days.
The body feels comfortable.
But at this critical time of autumn harvest, if it rains, it is not a good thing.
Once the grain is exposed to rain, it will easily become damp and cannot be stored for long periods of time.
Fortunately, the cloudy sky only lasted for a while and then cleared up again.
Even so, everyone's movements became a little faster unconsciously.
As I said, the sooner the harvest is finished, the sooner you can feel at ease. Only if the grain is harvested well can we have food to eat next year.
Everyone has experienced the feeling of hunger in the past few years, and no one wants to experience it again.
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When the Qingfeng Brigade was busy with its work.
Director Song Caijun, who was in charge of production management at Red Star Commune, was on the phone. The person on the other end of the line only said a few words before hanging up.
Song Caijun put down the phone, went out and called a clerk over.
The person being called was Guan Wenbo. He stood up and asked, "What's wrong, Director Song?"
Song Caijun didn't waste any words. "I just received a call from the city saying that some leaders are coming to check on the autumn harvest of the brigade. Please make some arrangements. They may have lunch here at noon."
Guan Wenbo nodded and said, "Do you want to arrange for someone to go to the brigade to notify them?"
Song Caijun shook his head. "Everyone is here now, what are you notifying? Go tell Chef Li in the cafeteria to save a little more food for lunch. Just serve it the same as usual. Don't be extravagant."
He didn't notify us until we were already there. I guess he didn't want us to prepare in advance and didn't like any fake tricks.
As soon as Song Caijun finished his speech, he stepped out of the door and saw a car coming towards him.
The person who came from the city was Secretary Wang, whom Song Caijun actually didn’t know. He usually only dealt with county leaders.
Secretary Wang didn't seem to have any airs at all, and he didn't even ask to take a break to drink some water. "Why are you so tired from sitting in the car? Let's go directly to the brigade. Which brigade is this way ahead?"
Song Caijun was of course very familiar with his own commune. When Secretary Wang asked him, he answered, "Qingfeng Brigade is the brigade with the largest population in our commune. The brigade leader is Xu Yongshou. Last year, their brigade had the best harvest."
Secretary Wang nodded and said, "Then let's go to Qingfeng Brigade first."
As the car slowly drove out of the commune, Xu Yongshou on the other side was still unaware of what was happening.
When he received the notification, it was already half an hour later. The person who came to call him was an old woman who lived at the entrance of the village. Her surname was Chen.
Xu Yongshou was busy threshing the grain. His eyes almost popped out of his head when he heard this. "What?! The city leaders are here? They're already at the entrance of the village? Why didn't anyone tell me in advance?!"
In the past two years, the leaders have attached great importance to the autumn harvest. Of course he knows this. Who doesn’t attach importance to the autumn harvest? People almost starved to death in the past few years.
Last year, some leaders also came to inspect, but they were county leaders who were notified in advance.
Since there was no notice this year, he thought no leader would come.
How could Aunt Chen know these questions? "How would an old woman like me know these things? I just asked you to go pick them up and lead them around. They have already gone north on their own."
"Oh yeah, I saw there was another young man holding something called... I think he was the one who took photos for people, what was his name?"
Xu Yongshou paused for a moment and turned to look at Aunt Chen, who was five meters behind him. "Did they bring reporters with them?"
Aunt Chen panted: "That thing is called a reporter, why is it given such a strange name?"
Xu Yongshou subconsciously said: "That thing is not called a reporter, that person is a... Oh, I don't have time to tell you this."
Having said that, Xu Yongshou turned around and ran away.
Threshing floor.
Mu Mian was still threshing the rice. When the stalks in her hand were clean, she raised the brim of her straw hat and looked ahead. "I seemed to hear Uncle Xu calling out just now. Did something happen?"
She was quite far away, and surrounded by the sounds of threshing rice, so she couldn't hear clearly.
Mu Fugui bent down and took two handfuls of rice, and handed one to his daughter. "Who knows, it's probably not a big problem. Old Xu is like this, he likes to be startled, and he has a bad temper. He is not as steady as your father."
The two brothers Mu Xingwang beside them were amused by this at the same time. Mu Mian also chuckled and coaxed: "Yeah, Dad is the most stable!"
Mu Xinglong said, "Xiao Mian, how come you have tired your eyes from threshing rice? Your father is not steady at all. Only your fourth uncle and I are steady."
Mu Xingwang, who was dragged out to be compared, didn't even glance at his brother.
Harvesting rice is a very tiring job, so Mu Mian just chatted with her uncle for a few words and then stopped talking, concentrating all her attention on the rice in her hands.
On the other side, Xu Yongshou had already reunited with Secretary Wang and his team.
He introduced the situation of the team along the way without any panic.
When I first heard that it was a city leader, I was a little panicked.
But when I came to my senses, I realized that it was just taking the leader to have a look. Their team is worth watching!
Secretary Wang was quite satisfied along the way. The harvest of this brigade was indeed good and the villagers were very motivated.
When they arrived at the rice field, Secretary Wang looked at it a few more times without saying a word, and his gaze stayed on the rows of children picking rice grains in an orderly manner for a long time.
He had been to many brigades before, but he had never seen children in any brigade who were so well-behaved.
Children of this age are very tough and can really work, but they will often start fighting while working.
He had been walking in the Qingfeng Brigade for quite some time and had never seen any fighting.
Secretary Wang had doubts in his mind, so he asked curiously, and the few of them talked as they walked.
Xu Yongshou did not take credit for it. He smiled and said, "I can't control these naughty kids. I can only control their parents."
"I've been so well behaved recently because of Xiaomian's influence. That girl can get full work points in a day. If other kids dare to take even one work point back, their butts will definitely be beaten to a pulp."
Secretary Wang had already seen her without Xu Yongshou's introduction. That small figure was too conspicuous among the group of male comrades.
Although she is small and even has to stand on a bench, her movements are no less than those of the male comrade next to her.
The reporter who had been following nearby raised his camera and took a picture. This scene had never been seen before.
Song Caijun said in a surprised tone, "You are so young and you can still harvest rice?"
Xu Yongshou told the truth, "Mian girl is very strong, she has already
Her father has been beaten for several days, and her family are all capable people. ”
"The family of three gets full work points every day. Her mother is harvesting rice in the rice field. The female comrade who harvests the fastest is her mother."
"Mian girl was once a victim of abduction in April."
Secretary Wang became interested and asked, "Fight kidnappers?"
Xu Yongshou started talking quickly, and the reporters all opened their mouths slightly.
Song Caijun thought for two seconds and asked, "Why does it sound familiar to me? Is her last name Mu? Did she publish an article some time ago?"
He just heard it at the time, and heard that there were two girls in Qingfeng Brigade who were very good at studying. They were only seven or eight years old.
He didn't ask about the details, as education was not his responsibility.
Secretary Wang became interested again, "Have you ever written an article?"
Xu Yongshou nodded, "She did. The publishing house even sent her a reply letter, and the girl from the Shi family also received it."
Secretary Wang was curious, "What kind of article did you write?"
Of course Xu Yongshou also knew this question, and he had read it many times.
Mian Yatou writes about the style of labor in the countryside, which is very vivid and interesting.
Xu Yongshou took note of the general idea and gave a brief description to Secretary Wang.
Secretary Wang sighed, "What an amazing girl. She's the only child in her family?"
Xu Yongshou shook his head. "There are two. Mian has an older brother. He went to the south to serve in the army. I heard that he was promoted to squad leader a few months ago."
Secretary Wang raised his eyes in surprise and said, "Everyone in the family is capable."
As he said this, he walked towards the threshing floor.
Song Caijun followed behind with a thoughtful expression.
The other side.
Before threshing the rice, Mu Mian did not stop working, and the rice made a crackling sound. His eyes were also not idle, and he glanced to the side from time to time.
She had noticed long ago that the captain had brought a few strangers with him, and recalled the captain's surprised shout from before.
It goes without saying that the person who came at this critical juncture must be a leader, but I don’t know if he is from the county or the city?
Seeing several people walking towards them, Mu Mian withdrew her gaze and continued to shake her hands three times calmly.
She was calm and composed, but her younger and fourth uncles beside her were not calm at all.
Mu Xingwang's movements were obviously a bit chaotic, and he lost his usual calmness. "Why is this leader coming to our side?"
Mu Xinglong had never met the leader before, so he whispered, "What are you doing here? Are you here to question us? The captain didn't tell us anything. What if I say something wrong?"
As the eldest brother, Mu Fugui was able to hold his ground. "What are you afraid of?! The leader also has two eyes and a mouth. Can he eat you? He is not as stable as our daughter."
You know what, his daughter is really a bit of that, what’s the word for that…
Oh yes, everyone’s style!
You will definitely achieve great things in the future!
Mu Mian smiled and said, "I guess you came to see the food. Food is the most important thing."
After hearing what she said, the two grown men miraculously stopped panicking.
Yes, in the eyes of leaders, food is definitely the most important thing.
As they were talking, Secretary Wang and his colleagues had already walked up to them.
Mu Mian had just finished playing the game in his hand and was just about to get off the bench when he saw the leader in front of him waving his hand, "You guys do your thing, I'll just take a look."
Hearing this, Mu Mian stopped moving.
She is not as tall as the adults when she stands on the stool, so she doesn't give people the feeling of being condescending or impolite.
Secretary Wang bent down, scooped up a handful of rice grains from the basket, looked at them, and asked Song Caijun, "How is the rice in other brigades?"
Song Caijun: "Some are similar to this, and some are inferior."
Secretary Wang nodded, threw the handful of rice grains in his hand back into the basket, and looked at the little girl next to him kindly, "I heard that you have been doing this work for many days. Are you tired? Can you still do it?"
Mu Mian tilted her round face, which was red from the heat, and first glanced at the face of the team leader Xu Yongshou. The other party was serious and it was impossible to tell what he was doing. He didn't even give her an expression.
Mu Mian just did his best and showed a lovely smile, "It's still pretty tiring, but I can still do it!"
Secretary Wang looked at the pair of lively eyes and smiled, "Why don't you do something easier if you're tired? I see other kids are picking up rice grains."
Mu Mian blinked her eyelashes. "Everyone is tired, but I can still hold on. Even if I can't do it anymore, I have to work harder and hold on. The grain hasn't been harvested yet!"
The little girl held her head high, looking like a tenacious little bamboo. Secretary Wang smiled even more, "Not bad, she's really tenacious."
The reporter beside him took another photo. Mu Mian calmly brushed the strands of hair on his face.
Secretary Wang didn't stay too long either, saying he wanted to go somewhere else.
After the team leader and his men left, the volume of voices in the threshing floor became visibly louder.
They were chattering away, and now they didn't seem tired at all.
Mu Xinglong is also a chatterbox. "Xiao Mian, you are amazing. You even dare to talk to the leader!"
Mu Mian: "Uncle, what you said is right. Leaders are also human beings. There is nothing that cannot be said."
Mu Fugui started to praise, "Our daughter is so amazing. She is calm and collected when encountering problems. She is just like your father."
Mu Xinglong chuckled, "I didn't even hear you say a word just now."
Mu Fugui had a good reason, "The leader didn't ask me. He didn't ask me how rude it would be to interrupt. It makes us, the villagers of Qingfeng Brigade, look so uneducated."
Mu Xingwang, sandwiched between his elder brother and younger brother, had another question, "Is the thing that the young man was holding just now a camera?"
Mu Mian nodded, "Well, that should be a reporter."
Cameras are very precious these days. The person who brought reporters here must be a city leader.
As I recall, when the county leaders came last year, they did not bring reporters.
Mu Xinglong: "Then those two clicking sounds just now must have been for taking pictures. Were we also caught in the picture?"
After saying this, he realized it belatedly and began to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
Mu Mian laughed out loud, "Uncle, isn't it too late for you to wipe it now? Besides, whether he takes a photo or not, we can't see it, right?"
Mu Xinglong put down his lifted hem and said, "That's right."
Instead of worrying about whether you are photographed or not, it is better to harvest more rice.
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Some city leaders came to inspect their brigade, which was a big event worth celebrating for the folks in the brigade.
As the only person who had spoken to the city leaders besides the team leader, Mu Mian was asked many questions on his way home from work.
Although they were tired physically, they were not tired verbally. Mu Mian's ears were crackling with laughter all the way...
"What did the leader say? Did he say that our rice is grown well?"
"You just took a look and left. You don't even want to stay for dinner?"
"Did that young gay man take a picture of you?"
"What does the photo look like? I haven't seen it yet."
"Why do you need to take pictures? Are you going to be in the newspapers, Mian girl?"
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Mu Mian waved her hands like a rattle, "How is that possible, Auntie? The reporter is probably just collecting materials so that he can refer to them when writing the article."
The aunt was puzzled. "Vegetarian dishes? What vegetarian dishes? The leaders left without even eating a single bite of the meal. They didn't collect the dishes."
Mu Mian: “………………”
Finally, after all the chatter, Mu Mian managed to eat a quarter of an hour later than in the previous few days. She was so hungry that she felt like she could eat a calf.
But soon no one was talking about it anymore.
The leader was only here for an inspection, and now that the inspection is complete, the matter is over.
Mu Mian didn't take what happened that day seriously. She just heard the captain chatting with her father that night, and the gist of it was that the leaders were very satisfied with their team's performance.
Although the leaders are satisfied, the most important thing right now is the autumn harvest.
Ten days passed in a flash, working with eyes open and sleeping with eyes closed, and the autumn harvest was finally coming to an end.
Mu Mian was completely exhausted. Although he was not completely skinned, he had become two or three shades darker.
I talk less every day, and I just want to use the little energy I have left to eat.
Fortunately, the bulk of the work was finally completed and the grain was stored in the granary. Only some finishing work was left.
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That evening, the Mu family was having dinner.
Mu Mian knocked the eggshell on the table casually. The old lady had a good grasp of the temperature, and the eggshell was very easy to peel, and it came off easily.
Mu Mian swallowed the egg in two bites and said with emotion: "Eggs are still more delicious."
Just a few days ago, one of her old hens was killed. I don't know if it was because she was too
Even though I'm tired, I still think it smells so good.
It has been several days, and the fragrance still seems to linger in my mouth.
Zhao Meihua smiled and said, "Let's wait and see if there are any chicks. Then I'll pick one up and raise it."
Mu Mian: "It will take a long time for it to grow up. When I am not busy in a few days, I will take Lele to the mountains for a walk."
"No one has been up the mountain for a while. Those pheasants and rabbits must be missing us!"
The three adults laughed out loud.
Mu Fugui echoed, "It's true, every year after the autumn harvest, there do seem to be more pheasants and rabbits than usual."
But there are also many people going up the mountain.
Mu Mian: "They have become bolder after not seeing any humans for two weeks."
Mu Fugui: "When the time comes, we will bring a few bags up the mountain and look for rabbit holes to smoke. The bags will be stuck at the entrance of the hole, and we will catch them as soon as they run out."
Mu Mian nodded, looking like she was looking forward to going up the mountain with her father.
As the family was chatting, there was suddenly a lot of noise outside the yard. It sounded like a lot of people were chattering.
The four people who were still eating turned their heads towards the door at the same time. The next second, they saw Xu Yongshou walking directly in from the gate of the yard, followed by several villagers.
Xu Yongshou smiled and said, "Are you still eating? There's something good going on!"
Mu Fugui stood up with the bowl in his hand. "What good news? Didn't you go to the commune to ask about the grain delivery?"
Xu Yongshou sat down on the bench that Mu Fugui had given up. "I asked, our team will hand it in on Friday. Then guess what Director Song told me?"
After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for Mu Fugui to reply, and immediately continued: "He said that your family was selected in the commune's five-good family selection this year."
Mu Fugui opened his eyes wide, "Really? He commented on our family? Why did he comment on our family?"
Xu Yongshou nodded. "Director Song told me this himself. How could I lie to you? I think there will be a certificate of honor delivered to you by then."
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were so happy that they didn't even eat and started asking Xu Yongshou all kinds of questions.
Mu Mian also came over curiously. Why was he suddenly commenting on their family?
There were no signs at all before.
They hadn't figured it out yet. Amid the noise, an auntie who followed the captain into the room suddenly said, "Hey, Lao Xu, tell us about the newspaper first."
"Didn't you say it was in the newspaper? Take it out and show us what it says?!"
Upon hearing this, the four members of Mu Mian's family fell silent for a moment. They just wanted to ask what these people were doing following the captain in?
There is such a thing as love.
Liu Shuangcui: "What newspaper? Who's in the newspaper?"
Mu Fugui thought of something and said loudly, "Could it be my daughter? When the leader came that day, the reporter was taking pictures."
Mu Mian also stood up and moved closer to the captain.
The old lady just now said again: "Who knows who got on? Old Xu just kept us in suspense and said he would show it to you first."
Xu Yongshou, who was being stared at by many people, took out a newspaper from his pocket and said, "They are the only ones who have revealed their faces. If not them first, who should I show it to?"
Xu Yongshou put the newspaper on the table and said, "Look, there are two photos, both of them are from our brigade."
Mu Mian leaned over and saw herself at first sight. Standing next to her were her father and her fourth uncle and younger uncle. The four of them were waving rice seriously.
I don't know when the reporter took the photo, but he happened to capture the person's face.
The words "Autumn Harvest Record" were written in large letters next to the photo. The article was quite long and came with four pictures in total.
In addition to this photo of theirs, there was another photo that Mu Mian recognized at a glance as being from their team. It was a photo of the little kids all in unison, sticking their butts out to pick up rice grains.
Most of them don’t have a frontal face, and there are only sticking up butts in the photos.
The aunt just now cried out, "Look at this butt, that's my dog."
Another auntie nearby had a different opinion, "What can you recognize from just half of a butt?! I said it was my rock."
"That's my Goudan! How could I not recognize him? Not to mention half his butt, I would recognize him even if he showed a strand of hair!"
"You must have made a mistake. This big butt belongs to my Shitou!"
For a while, the two aunts quarreled fiercely over whether half of their child's butt could be in the newspaper.
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