In order to set this example, the Propaganda Department of the county government has exhausted all its efforts.
Even reporters from the Heijiang Provincial Work Station of two newspapers and one magazine were invited, plus some northern newspapers and magazines, a total of seven or eight people came, a total of more than a dozen people. We had to borrow a large truck from the Ministry of Armed Forces to transport the reporters in one trip.
Lu Qingan and the others decided to take everyone to visit the brigade's sideline business first. On the way, reporters kept asking questions, and the two of them really had to think carefully about every word they answered, for fear that if one of them failed to answer correctly, they would be in trouble for the team.
After a short walk, the two of them were sweating profusely and felt more tired than a day of farm work.
The reporters went to the pig farm first. When they saw that there were six pigs in the nest and they were all quite fat, they asked why there were so many pigs left.
Lu Qingan quickly jumped out and said that this was the New Year Pig that was reserved for the brigade to celebrate the New Year.
"Other production teams only keep one or two pigs for the New Year. Why do your team keep so many? There is a severe shortage of meat in the city." A female reporter asked with a frown.
Lu Qing'an glanced at the female reporter. She was chubby and she ate a lot.
But he still smiled and replied: "Other production teams have fewer people, but our team has more people, with nearly 1,200 people. These six pigs look like a lot, but if they are really killed, the meat produced will only be about 600 kilograms at most. Evenly distributed, each person only has half a catty."
"Half a catty per person is a lot. For many families in the city, a whole family only has one or two catties of meat during the New Year."
"In rural areas, we can eat some meat all year round. This is the only time we can eat some meat." Lu Qing'an didn't smile either. This female reporter was probably not here to cause trouble.
The female reporter pursed her lips and did not continue. However, a reporter saw that the pigs were being raised well and asked about the method of raising pigs.
Lu Qing'an is happy to answer this. This is a good method he has figured out in the past few years. It would be good if it could be promoted and benefit other teams.
"In raising pigs, first of all, we must pay attention to hygiene. The pig house must be clean and tidy so that the pigs will not get sick. Secondly, we must pay attention to the food. I have been thinking about it for several years and figured out a method. Combine pig grass and old vegetables. Mix it and cook it, and add some rice bran and wheat hulls. It would be best if there is bean dregs, so the pigs like to eat it and they will grow faster..."
When the female reporter heard about feeding vegetables to pigs, she jumped out again, "It's hard for the comrade workers in the city to eat vegetables, but your brigade actually feeds vegetables to pigs. Isn't this a capitalist style?"
There was a moment of silence at the scene. It had been a while since Su Mo came and she really couldn't listen anymore. This female reporter seemed to have come to find trouble on someone's orders.
"Comrade journalist, do you want to be a counter-revolutionary and provoke conflicts between the working class and the peasant class?" Su Mo's voice was not loud, but everyone present heard it clearly.
The female reporter's expression immediately changed and she sternly scolded: "Who are you? Why are you labeling people so casually, especially as enemy agents?"
"I'm Su Mo, an educated youth who went to the countryside. When it comes to being labeled, you're good at it. Sometimes I have a capitalist style, and sometimes I'm an enemy agent."
The female reporter immediately turned dark.
Su Mo took off the backpack and put it on the ground. Fortunately, when she came over, she brought Lao Caibangzi with her.
"I'm here to deliver it to Lao Cai Bangzi. Dear reporter friends, you can come and take a look. I picked these when I was pickling sauerkraut yesterday. The vegetables are old and not suitable for human consumption, so I sent them to feed the pigs. This basket of Lao Cai Bangzi , the brigade will give me one work point."
"If this old vegetable gangster is not fed to the pigs, it will rot in the ground. How come this rational use and turning waste into treasure has become a capitalist style in the words of this female reporter?"
The reporters took a look and found that the leaves were indeed not good. They looked old and some were even yellow. It's okay to lose this thing, but if you really want to eat it, it's not impossible.
"Farmer comrades farm in the countryside and grow their own vegetables. Naturally, it is more convenient to eat vegetables than in the city. When the vegetables are plentiful, it is normal for the laocai gang to not eat them. When comrade workers produce in the city, it is inevitable that sometimes they will have to eat vegetables. It’s a difficult time, but the country is doing its best to ensure supply.”
"You can't label the peasant comrades as capitalist because they ate two more bites of green vegetables. Do you think it's normal for the peasant comrades to eat chaffy vegetables and not have enough to eat or keep warm?"
"Or do you think that the working class is inherently superior to the peasant class?" Who wouldn't be able to find fault?
"The great Comrade Chairman has said that classes are equal. But judging from your words, in your mind, the two classes are unequal. Or, you are going to cause trouble, instigate confrontation between the two classes, and destroy class unity. I I seriously suspect that you are a counterrevolutionary."
"Who knows this female reporter, which newspaper you are from, and what is your name? I think there is something wrong with your thinking. I think it is difficult for you to write a fair and just report. I want to write to your company to complain. "
Naturally, the female reporter did not dare to talk to her. Tao Peisheng, who was hiding nearby with a camera, pinched his throat and told the female reporter her name and the newspaper she belonged to.
He had long disliked her and kept chirping her as if she was very capable. This little wife of Lao Lu is also very powerful, and she can make people speechless with her words.
When the female reporter saw her name being revealed, her face turned from black to red, and finally to purple.
"I, I just said casually, there is no need to go online like this."
It was hard for her to get this job. If she really wrote a letter to complain, she would probably lose her job.
Su Mo sneered, "Then I hope you won't write casually when you write the manuscript. If you can't be true, accurate, objective and comprehensive, I suggest you change your profession. Otherwise, it is very likely that your casual writing will cause harm to people. Many families were destroyed.”
The female reporter kept silent for a long time without daring to say a word. I was also afraid that Su Mo would actually write a letter to complain about her, so I really didn't dare to get angry or speak out.
Lu Baoguo secretly gave Lu Qing'an a thumbs up. This old guy was smart and knew how to find his old daughter-in-law.
This person who relies on his pen for a living should be dealt with by someone with a strong pen. His words will make him speechless.
Lu Qing'an asked Su Mo to come over. His original intention was that she should have better communication with these reporters and asked her to come over to help. Unexpectedly, it really helped a lot once I arrived.
If this is really labeled as a capitalist style, the reputation of this advanced production brigade may be ruined.
At this point, Su Mo couldn't stay any longer, so she gave the gang to the old man feeding the pigs and withdrew.
After looking at the side job, the two took the reporters for a walk around the fields, focusing on introducing them to the newly dug ditches in the past two years and the reasons for the increase in grain production.
After the incident just now and the rest of the visit, the reporters became more docile and the questions they asked were not so sharp.
After the visit, some reporters stayed to interview the brigade cadres, while others went to the village to find out the situation from the members.
We definitely can't just say what the brigade cadres say. We still need to ask the members to understand the true situation. False reports of a yield of 10,000 kilograms per mu must not appear again.
Tao Peisheng also took a camera and mingled among them, taking pictures while secretly checking to see if there were any suspicious signs.
