Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife

While Feng Qingxue was educating her sister and other children, the men in the main room talked about recent events.

"Tomorrow I will arrange for people," Wang Zhengguo drank a glass of wine, "to take advantage of the two days of no rain or snow to transport the manure to the two thousand acres of land and spread it evenly. We will plant sweet potatoes in the spring. They have high yields and are drought-resistant. . Then plant some cash crops such as cotton, peanuts, sunflowers, and beans. There are old seeds in the warehouse that are well stored and can be used. In this way, every household can get some oil and cotton next fall. "

Food alone is not enough. Food is for eating, and people also have to wear it.

Whether farmers have cloth tickets and oil depends entirely on whether the production team grows cotton and crops that can be extracted for oil.

"According to what my eldest brother said, we are quite busy. The two thousand acres of land account for one-third of our production brigade." Chen Dazhuang said.

Wang Zhengguo smiled and said, "You must be a little tired when you are tired, but when you have a good harvest, you will know that the tiredness is worth it. The joy of the good harvest is better than any hard work. I would rather everyone work harder now, collect more grain and store it in the granary. Be prepared for emergencies, and don’t wait until the weather is rough and you have no work to do.”

It is indeed worth it. All the folks in the Wanglou Brigade fully support Wang Zhengguo’s decisions.

With an order, men, women, old and young all set out together.

With such an extra large piece of land, a lot more food can be harvested. Even if it cannot be distributed to their mouths, it will be enough for them to keep it in the granary.

People who have experienced famine are more obsessed with food than others.

After breaking the ice in the manure tank, everyone first knocked the accumulated manure from the cowshed into baskets and buckets, and transported it to the two thousand acres of land. They spread it very thinly and evenly until all of it was used up. After occupying less than half of the land, each household picked out the accumulated plant ash, chicken manure, duck manure, goose manure and grain cycle materials, etc., and handed these to the production team to record their work points.

There are regulations on how much a load of plant ash is worth and how much a load of feces and urine is worth.

Feng Qingxue took care of her children to cook at home and did not go to work. Even if there were only the last few days of the vacation, Lu Jiang followed and worked very hard. Every day he would go out clean and come back smelly.

Although he was very careful, some fecal water splashed onto him.

"Yeah!" Xibao disliked the smell and wouldn't let Lu Jiang get close to him until Lu Jiang took a bath.

"It's a good thing you're wearing dad's tattered clothes. If it gets on your military uniform, the weather is so cold and the clothes won't dry. I'll see if you'll be wearing it when you go back and stun a train!" Mother and son agree, and Feng Qingxue also agrees. I dislike the smell, "Go and take a shower quickly. Boil hot water in the big pot. Call up Tianjun and Acheng to wash them all before going to bed!"

"How can you be so particular? You have to work for several days and then you don't wash, right? It's a waste of firewood." Lu Jiang smelled his arm, "I used to be in the army, crawling and rolling around like a clay figure. If I take a shower every day, then it will be a waste of firewood." There will be no need to fight.”

"Can fighting be compared with dung? It's up to you whether you wash it or not. If you don't wash it, you'll sleep in the cowshed with dad."

That won't work! After all the hard work, my wife and children are on the hot bed, who is willing to give up?

Lu Jiang quickly went to fetch water for a bath and ran back quickly. As for Lu Tianjun and Guan Cheng, they took off their outer clothes and put them outside. They washed their feet and faces. After eating and drinking, they fell asleep early. .

Teenagers like Lu Tianjun and Guan Cheng just scooped the dung water from the cesspit into buckets, or put the dried dung into baskets with iron ladles. Transporting dung and spreading fertilizer were all adults' jobs.