The Sweet Daughter-in-law of the Wang Family In the Age of Rebirth Chapter 139

   Chapter 139 Negotiation

   "Little Yu'er, Mom knows that you have the ability, and you can let a child take care of the adults. Mom feels uncomfortable."

   "Hey, Mom, if you feel uncomfortable, just pamper me a little more, just a little bit." Li Xiaoyu stretched out her finger and showed it to Li Ma.

   "Okay, that mother spoils you more!" Li Ma's worries disappeared, and she reached out and rubbed her little daughter's head.

  Li Xiaoyu asked casually: "Mom, the Baogu seedlings in the team are one person tall, why don't you plant red vines in the Baogu field?"

   "The team has always been like that!"

   "Then you can try it, maybe you can? There will be a lot of food!"

   When Li Ma heard this, she felt that she could go to the captain and talk to the captain. If it succeeds, there will be enough red glutinous rice in the village to eat, and it will not starve to death.

   "Then you are watching the sun-dried wheat at home, and I'll go and talk to the captain about it." Li Ma could not sit still when she thought that there might be enough to eat.

   trotting all the way to the captain's house, Li Ma saw that the captain was sitting in the yard of his house smoking homemade cigarettes.

   "Captain, I have something to tell you, can you take a look?"

   Li Ma didn't wait for the captain to answer, and started talking about planting red vines in the valley.

"Captain, I think this method can be tried. If it works, our team will have food to supplement the wheat this time. The villagers can also get a lot of food. Although it is coarse grain, it is better than nothing! "

   The captain pondered for a while, then nodded and said, "You can try, let's go and call the accountant and some old people in the village."

   Captain and Li Ma went to find someone separately, and they all went to the storage room. The captain told them about planting red vines in the Baogu field. Except for Accountant Li, everyone thought that they could try it. If they succeeded, the big problem would be solved.

   "I don't agree. If it fails, who's to blame? What if I don't even get paid for the corn?" Accounting Li raised an objection. He didn't want to take any responsibility.

   "If something goes wrong, it's mine, you just need to take care of your own business." The captain looked down on Accounting Li's appearance of shrinking back when something happened.

   Grandpa Li said: "Let each family in the village have a chief, sign it on the book, and let everyone take care of it together."

   Li Jianyuan was so excited that tears flowed down his cheeks when he heard this, and finally someone saw his difficulty.

   "Three dads, thank you!"

   "We all see what you do for the villagers. It's better for everyone to take care of it together than to face it alone. We old guys support you."

   Several old people also agreed with Grandpa Li's words. Li Jianyuan was so moved that he covered his face and cried, and finally someone understood and supported him.

  The whole village gathered on the sunbath. The captain told everyone about the matter. Most of the people agreed, but a small number of people objected. They are all the same as Accountant Li, afraid that they will not even be able to collect the baogu at that time.

   "Stop arguing, everyone who agrees will come and sign, and those who disagree will also come and sign."

   "Captain, what is the sign of disagreement doing?"

   "When the time comes, the dividends will be distributed, and there is no one who does not sign. You can only subcontract the grain."

   If you don't sign, you can't share the bonus. Those who don't agree don't do it, and it's useless if you don't. In the end, everyone agrees to sign.

   The red acanthus in the spotted bamboo forest is the same as in previous years. It is planted on the sandy land by the river, and the nursery ground is also there.

   In order to seize the time, the whole village, young and old, worked together to plant the red vines in two days.

   The rain this year is relatively small, and the strong laborers go to the river to fetch water to irrigate the valleys, and by the way, they also irrigate the red vines.

  The rice entered the grain filling period, and the captain led someone to serve it carefully, for fear of something going wrong.

   At this time, a 'big satellite' was released in a certain province, and the yield of rice per mu was 4,800 catties.

   boil a pot of red leeks together,

   A corn in a cart,

  Sorghum stalks and wires,

   Sitting on peanut skins to cross the Yellow River.

   spread all over the country, and all places followed suit. Yachi commune also followed the study, and advocated the whole community to study together.

   Each team began to broadcast the "satellites" and reported the rice production to the village chief's own team. The yield of rice per mu ranges from 5,000 to 3,000 jin. The bamboo forest is always at the bottom. Every time Li Jianyuan is named and criticized by the village chief.

  To meet the requirements of 'putting satellites', technically, one foot to one foot and two inches must be deeply ploughed, 80,000 mounds per mu, more than 3,000 load of base fertilizer, and two ploughs and four rakes.

   But the Bamboo Forest is a poor place and the conditions are so poor that you can't even fly!

   So everyone discussed and decided to combine ten acres into one acre. It is to pull out ten acres of grouting rice and plant it in one acre of field.

  In order to plant the rice in these ten acres of land, the "satellite field" has to be deeply plowed one foot five, raked and smashed, increased fertilizer, branch fertilization, and nighttime rush planting.

  The transplanted paddy field, drained all the water, used to grow taro and red sweet potato.

   The rice planted in a field is so dense that even chopsticks will not fall off. Excessive density and excessive fertility will deal a heavy blow to the rice at the grain filling stage.

  The roots are rotted, the leaves are curled, the rice ears are withered, and all the rice has died before it matures, turning into a piece of yellow straw. Dry to a match, it will ignite a large piece. This time, not to mention the harvest, not even the seeds.

   This phenomenon made the whole village dumbfounded. Didn't this mean that the yield per mu could be 4,000 catties? Why is there nothing? Some people couldn't stand the blow, so they sat on the ridge and cried.

   For a while, the old people, women, and children were crying.

   "Don't cry anymore, just pull out these straws and replant taro and red scorpion." Li Jianyuan didn't expect this to happen. Why did the Bamboo Forest become like this? Haven't heard anyone say that?

   At this time, several other teams also encountered the same situation, but they all chose to hide it, and secretly let people pull out the straw and replant red acanthus or taro.

   Even if several captains met, they didn't mention it. Li Xiaoyu saw the phenomenon of the bamboo forest and understood what was going on outside.

   In late June, Li Cheng took the graduation exam. Li Xiaoyu hadn't been to the black market for a while, so she just took this opportunity to visit the black market. This time, she didn't tell the old man that she was going to town. Now that fewer people know her whereabouts, the safer it is.

   When she stepped out of the hospital door, Li's father was standing behind the door watching her leave, and sighed deeply, "I can't help my father!"

   She went out at three in the morning, took her accompanying equipment, and flew all the way to Pingtan Village. He entered the courtyard of Wang Tietou's house at night, took out three pieces of paper in the hole in the wall of the main room, and took a picture of it with a flashlight. They are all slivers in urgent need of food, and the most recent time was yesterday.

  Li Xiaoyu left a note asking them to come here on July 6th.

   (end of this chapter)

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