But Qu Zhongqiu's family, who also got rabbit meat, caused a commotion.
Qu Changhai made it clear when he sent the meat over - they had marinated the rabbit meat with salt, and it didn't matter if it was left for a while, but it was best not to add salt when using it for cooking. When Qu Zhongqiu heard what his nephew said, of course he was not in a hurry to eat all the meat at once. So before dinner, he only set aside one bowl for the eldest daughter-in-law and asked her to stew it in preparation for a delicious meal with a glass of wine.
He had a good plan, but as soon as the rabbit meat was put on the table, seven or eight pairs of chopsticks rushed there, and most of the time was lost in the blink of an eye. But the old man was so angry that he put a sullen face on his face. He stretched out his hand and pulled the big bowl of meat under his eyes to protect it. His mouth was not idle, and he just scolded him: "Robbing, grabbing, grabbing, just know how to grab, one by one. It’s like a starving ghost reincarnated, I’ll just give you a taste, don’t think about too much!”
"We didn't eat much, just one piece."
"Yes, Master, didn't Fourth Master ask Uncle Hai to bring a big pot over? Why don't you stew it all? If it goes bad, wouldn't it be ruined?"
"Yes, it's so small, half of it can be eaten with one chopstick per person. It's not enough to eat!"
The children and grandchildren also feel aggrieved.
"Are you still thinking about the remaining half of the pots? Stop dreaming. Is that for you to eat?" Qu Zhongqiu sneered several times, "Why don't you have any self-consciousness? These rabbit meats are from Lao Si He was thinking of me as an elder brother, so he sent this specially to replenish my body, it was for me."
"Then, whose old man didn't want to share some delicious food with the children..." Sun Juhua muttered in a low voice. She was being cowardly. Normally, she wouldn't dare to do anything. Zhongqiu acted blindly in front of him, and no one in the family knew that this old man was a bit of a fool.
"Why? It's not enough to give birth to you, raise you, serve you, and have a family and have children. I only have these old bones left. How many ounces of oil do you still want to scrape out?" Don't look at Qu Zhongqiu's age, and his ears are not good. He didn't even recite it, he heard everything, and immediately cursed at the top of his lungs, "It's a good idea, if you want to eat meat, you can catch it yourself. Who said that you don't have such capable brothers, you can't get the glory?" .”
Children and grandchildren, you look at me and I look at you, but you don't say anything. Who wants to admit that he is that kind of good-for-nothing brother, and he is not too cheap to panic.
The hare thing has only been new to the production team for a few days. After all, no matter how much it is spread, it will never get into his mouth. Once the excitement is over, no one will mention it. At the moment, what comrades are most concerned about is of course how many kilograms of wheat the production team has harvested and how much each family can get after paying the public grain. They were looking forward to it, thinking about it, and they were definitely excited, but they were somewhat uneasy, after all, the food had not yet been distributed to individuals.
The wheat that was drying in the yard was finally put into sacks and weighed one by one. As each number was reported, everyone's heart beat faster and faster, and the weight increased higher and higher. In the end, everyone stretched their necks and stared at it. appearance.
Hui calculated the total, and then he didn't dare to report it, so he started writing on the paper again. After a while, he stopped. This time, he finally felt a little more confident, and he suddenly grinned. He didn't I can't help but laugh!
"What's going on, Zhendong, tell me quickly, don't be so pretentious!"
"That's right, don't make us anxious!"
Everyone couldn't help but urge him.
"Do you know what the wheat yield per mu is in our village?" Accountant Qu Zhendong asked cheerfully without speaking directly.
"How much? Four hundred pounds??"
"It must be more than that, five hundred pounds, I think it must be there."
"The year before last was the best. I remember the yield per mu was almost 500 catties. This year is definitely more than that. I think it must be at least 600 catties..."
It has swelled, they have all swelled. If we put aside previous years, the yield per mu of 600 kilograms, they just think about it, now it is the minimum. But deep down, they believed it.
"It's about seven hundred and fifty pounds!" This time Qu Zhendong finally stopped talking. Of course he couldn't bear it anymore. He shouted at the top of his voice: "Comrades, you heard it right, it's seven hundred and fifty pounds." Ten pounds!!”
After a period of silence, enthusiastic laughter and cheers that were about to break through the sky began, one after another. A bumper harvest. This is an unprecedented bumper harvest. For farmers who make a living by farming, there is nothing more joyful than this.
Think about it, this is a yield of 750 kilograms per mu. In previous years, when the weather was good, the yield per mu was only 500 kilograms. If there were a few windy, rainy and hailstorms, the yield from one acre of land might exceed 100 kilograms. . The production team leader made a calculation in his mind and figured out the public grain to be paid. They can get a lot of wheat every year this time. Families with more work points can be asked to install three or four granaries. If the autumn harvest can be as good as If Mai Qiu is like this, then what else do they have to worry about.
"Everyone, just be happy in the future. When we hand over the public grain, we will start to distribute the grain. The potatoes, peppers, beans and other things in the production team's vegetable garden can be picked. Then they will be divided together. Let's have a good time. Let's relax quickly and wait for the autumn!" The captain took advantage of this scene to say two encouraging words.
Everyone is feeling very excited. They can see that the wheat will be distributed to each household, and they can also eat a lot of fresh vegetables. Then they think about the peanuts, soybeans, cobs, cotton, and eggplants that will be harvested in the autumn. , sweet potatoes, cabbages, radishes...their energy came back again. If the harvests were so good, they would be willing to work no matter how hard or tired they were!
After the wheat was counted, the production team did not delay. The captain took the lead, and several of the most skilled handlebar drivers in the team, and a dozen young and strong young people helped load and unload the trucks. A mighty group of people started. Went to pay public rations.
When they went there, several production teams belonging to Shuangqu Commune were all lined up in front. They were chatting while waiting. Of course, the unavoidable topic was grain production.
"I feel like I have pushed for more opportunities for everyone than last year, asked technicians to explain a few more times, and done nothing else. The yield per mu of our production team is almost 500 kilograms!"
"I've only been the production captain for a year, but my harvest has jumped to more than 500 kilograms?"
"Hey, Dashi Cheng, how's the harvest of your Sixth Production Team? It's much better than last year..." Someone with sharp eyes suddenly saw the captain of Xiao Qu Ning's Sixth Production Team, nicknamed Dashi Cheng. .
"It's just so-so, it's only 750 per mu." Who can show off? Captain Shicheng said it very lightly.
"Hahaha, it's... seven hundred and five??!"
"Stop teasing us!"
"That's right. We don't know each other. Don't make yourself fat just for the sake of a little bit of face. It's not worth it."
As soon as the number seven hundred and five came out, everyone was shocked, but they soon started laughing, and they didn't take it seriously. They are all from the same commune, and no one knows who the other is, so there is no point in bragging.
"If you don't believe me, throw me down!" Captain Shicheng didn't bother to argue with them.
The people in the Sixth Production Team all had this attitude, and they all acted like they believed it or not. This actually made the people in the other production teams start to waver - could this be true? My dear, that’s 750 per mu! For example, the No. 2 Production Team has an output of just over 300 per mu, but this one mu of land is less than half of it.
Because of this, the people from the production teams who had handed over the public grain first did not leave, but just stood around and watched. When the sacks of wheat from the Sixth Production Team were opened one by one, their eyes almost popped out - holy shit, these can be used as grain if you scoop them out casually! !
No, this is much better than their previous grain seeds!
We are all old farmers, and we still have good eyesight. Now, the belief that was only 30% or 40% suddenly increased to 10%.
"Hey hey hey, Captain Six~"
"Hehehe, Captain Shicheng~"
"Hey hey hey, nephew, smack~"
…
These people were hehehe, laughing and getting close to the people of the Sixth Production Team. They slowly approached and surrounded them step by step, narrowing the circle and trapping the people of the Sixth Production Team inside. They were really enthusiastic, but their smiles were a bit exaggerating, and they didn't look like they were doing anything serious.
"You, what do you want to do?!" The people of the Sixth Production Team were laughed to the point where they had goosebumps.
"We are all from the Shuangqu Commune, right? Even the bones are broken but the tendons are still connected. Let's share our experience with us. How can we achieve a yield of 750 kilograms per mu? ?”
"That's right, and the wheat in your village is pretty good too. Why don't we discuss grain planting?"
"Yes, if you have any requests, please ask!"
What to share? ?
What’s there to share!
The corner of Captain Shicheng's mouth twitched. He couldn't say that it was time for us to spread manure, water the ground, and weed weeding. Just because there was a little Jiaojiao in the village, our chickens, ducks and geese also Love lays eggs, wild boars also want to go down the mountain, various vegetables and fruits are growing better, and the wheat yield has easily exceeded 750 per mu...
He can't say it!
"I really don't have anything to share. What I did in the past two years is what I did this year. Maybe it's because of the good weather this year..." Captain Shicheng bit the bullet and talked nonsense.
The other people in the production team all looked at him like that - I never thought you were this kind of person, haha!
It's as if our commune is not the same as the weather. If you don't want to say it, just don't say it. Is it okay to treat people as fools? !
But how can people not bow their heads under the eaves? Who told them to take a fancy to the wheat of the Sixth Production Team?
In this way, the carriage of the Sixth Production Team was also full when it was going back. It was full of wheat when it went out, and it was full of people when it came back.
The people of the Sixth Production Team were surrounded with despair on their faces, and they were surrounded by chattering voices——
"Just tell us secretly, how many times have you fertilized?"
"Or does it have something to do with the frequency of watering?"
"I think it's time. It must have something to do with the timing of watering and spreading manure."
…
I, I choose death!
Xiao Quning, the man behind the miracle who created the miracle of yield per acre, hides his fame and achievements. At the moment, he is sipping sweet milk powder. His soft and plump little feet are trembling in comfort, and his toes are slightly trembling. Lift it up, it's so beautiful.
Oops, milk powder tastes so good!
Hiccup~
