Li Huazi was very guilty. Even when he was a second-rate man, he had never brag about such a great awesomeness. Now he brags about such a great awesomeness. He also asked the leaders of the provincial party committee, provincial party committee, and journalists to supervise and accept the acceptance. He would not have the chance to have a kiss. The fraud was the lice on the bald man's head, which was obvious.

If it was just a publicity in this county, Li Huazi would not be afraid. After all, he was protected by Secretary Yang, but he was really worried about it when the trouble broke out. He asked guiltily: "Secretary Yang, do you think this is OK?"

Yang Shugen is confident. After all, he has read the internal reference. All regions have released satellites in Dafeng Harvest. The yield per mu of 5,000 kilograms is no longer the news. Previously, the leader of the prefectural committee called specially and said that Beitai had already released satellites in industry. Nantai County has always been a major agricultural county, so he cannot fall behind this time.

Yang Shugen understands the intentions of the leader, so he is so bold. As for the provincial party committee, he is not worried. He has his own leader to do his work.

Thinking of this, he smiled faintly and said to Li Huazi: "Old Li, you don't understand politics yet."

Li Huazi smiled honestly: "Secretary Yang, I am a rough man and I don't know anything. Anyway, I will hit you wherever you point, and you can do whatever you say."

Yang Shugen said: "Leave a mu of high-yield test fields, and harvest the others first. Organize militia patrols to prevent land, wealthy, anti-bad and right-wing elements from causing trouble. There are also field mice and sparrows, and socialist wheat should be taken into account."

Li Huazi said: "In the four pest elimination movement, the sparrows in our commune have almost been eliminated, and the crops cannot be harmed."

Yang Shugen said: "That cannot be taken lightly, and the string of class struggle cannot be relaxed at all times."

Li Huazi immediately reviewed: "I was careless. When I went back, I immediately organized the Young Pioneers to launch another campaign to fight sparrows and eliminate field mice."

Yang Shugen nodded in satisfaction and asked again: "How much harvest is estimated to be in this acre of land."

Li Huazi held her cheek and pretended to think for a while, saying, "From my years of experience in agricultural production, there is definitely a 10,000 pounds. As for the amount of 10,000,000, it will take a specific pound to know."

Yang Shugen said: "Not bad."

...

The news that Kushuijing Commune released agricultural satellites first spread in Nantai County, which immediately caused controversy. Many people questioned the authenticity of this figure, especially some technicians from the county agricultural bureau. They believed that Kushuijing's soil composition was not good. According to previous years' data, 300 kilograms per mu of land was considered a bumper harvest, and 10,000 kilograms was simply a fantasy.

Yang Shugen was very annoyed by this rumor, but it was not convenient to personally defy the rumors. At this moment, an article appeared on the fourth page of Nantai Daily, sprinkling thousands of words, demonstrating the possibility of yielding tens of thousands of pounds per mu from a scientific and political perspective.

This article is titled "Thinking Behind the Great Harvest", signed by Wangchuan, and it is obvious that it is a pseudonym.

The article is well written, saying that the wheat harvest in the bitter well was a bumper harvest from the road of constant struggle. In order to overcome all kinds of conservative thoughts, the Party led the masses to carry out big talk, big talk, and big debate. The commune posted a total of 50,000 big-character posters, which greatly boosted morale, liberated the mind, and broke the superstition. The commune cadres took the lead in deep cultivation, dense planting, and increased fertilizer application. The soil of the test field alone was more than eight feet deep, and the field management was tightly grasped. Militia were organized to guard against land, rich people, and anti-destruction and damage to the right. In addition, they also organized the masses to carry water to water the fields, overcoming the drought...

At the end of the article, questioning the output of the Kushuijing Commune test field means questioning socialism, questioning the leadership of the Party, and political and legal organs and the people must resolutely crack down on the small group of people with ulterior motives and severely punish them.

"It's well written, it's so refreshing." Yang Shugen slapped and immediately called the correspondent to call the county party committee's propaganda minister and asked him who wrote this article.

The Minister of Propaganda was also confused and said that there was no such talent in the county.

"You go to the newspaper to check it out. If necessary, let the county public security bureau come forward and must find out the author." Yang Shugen said,

The Minister of Propaganda took it seriously and immediately started investigating it, but the article was sent under a pen name, and there was no address of the sender. The newspaper did not know who the author was. So the Criminal Investigation Brigade of the County Public Security Bureau intervened and used the postmark on the envelope to push it back, found the specific postbox, and then checked the people living nearby one by one. A suspicious name quickly entered the sight.

This person is named Ruan Mingchuan. He is the notorious rightist leader in the province. He once served as the leader of the provincial newspaper and is even more famous old newspaperman. He was a famous reporter during the Beiyang period. Only such a person can write such sharp manuscripts.

The police officers found Ruan Mingchuan. He is now a handyman in the county newspaper. Ruan Mingchuan seemed not surprised by the police's visit. He did not need to torture or compare his handwriting. He admitted that the manuscript was written by himself and Wangchuan was his pseudonym.

The right-wing leader actually wrote a manuscript praising the large-scale agricultural production of socialist agriculture. It was really strange that the public security organs and the propaganda department dared not to submit it without authorization and reported it to the county party secretary.

Yang Shugen said that there are too few pens in our county and there is not enough publicity efforts. There is a lack of people who can write articles like this.

The Propaganda Minister said: "But the rightists dare not use it."

Yang Shugen said: "It doesn't matter. Let him write it, but you can't use his pseudonym. Change the name. The manuscript must be approved by the third level. The editor-in-chief of the newspaper will read it first and then the propaganda department will read it. I will review it in the final review and make sure there is no problem to use it. We must strictly prevent political problems such as hidden poems."

The Minister of Propaganda said: "Secretary Yang has a solution."

...

After receiving the good news from Nantai County, the Prefectural Committee and the Provincial Committee decided to conduct on-site inspections and personally accept them. After receiving the notice from the Prefectural Committee, the county immediately made arrangements. Yang Shugen personally took charge of the charges and collected red flags and drums throughout the county, concentrated the propaganda forces of each township to Kushuijing, and were managed by Li Huazi to create a lively atmosphere.

Li Huazi was energetic and devoted himself to the reception work. He temporarily built an observation deck near the wheat field, covered with a sunshade cloth, and a portrait of the ** in the middle, and a propaganda space on both sides: "Agriculture harvest" and "Industrial satellites are released."

The venue was filled with red flags, and the drums were roaring. The little dolls were wearing brand new clothes and stood on both sides of the road with paper red flags. The dogs from each family were tied up tightly to prevent them from coming out to bite people.

The leaders of all communes in the county came to Kushui Well in advance. There were rows of bicycles parked next to the site, and there were communicators who were specifically guarding it. You should know that each commune had at most two bicycles, which was the most precious property. People with poor political content were not qualified to ride it, so anyone who could ride a bicycle to show off the market can be proud of it.

At 8 o'clock in the morning, the commune communist rode his bicycle and came over at lightning. He jumped out of the car and panted and said breathlessly: "Secretary, here you are here."

Li Huazi put on a pergola in his hand and looked into the distance. The smoke and dust were rolling. The convoy that the leaders of the province and the region were riding was coming. He quickly waved his hand and said, "Play music."

The drum horn team in the commune middle school began to play, and the suona teams in various townships also began to play. The march of the drum horn and the birds of the suona were mixed together, so it was as lively as possible.

The convoy is getting closer and closer. The head is the three-wheeled motorcycle from the county public security bureau, the Gas jeep from the county party committee, and then the imported large car that is rarely seen by the country people. It is not left behind before the liberation, but newly imported Soviet goods. There is a flying golden deer logo on the front of the car. People who don’t understand say it is called a golden deer brand sedan. Those who know it know it is a Volga sedan in the Soviet Union. There are only two in the entire Jiangbei region.

Li Huazi's heart was ups and downs, and he quickly walked forward and headed straight for the Volga sedan. He wanted to help the leader open the car door, but he didn't know that he would jump in front of him, but he would not open the door of such a high-end car. The accompanying guard got out of the passenger seat and politely pushed Li Huazi aside and opened the car door. Zheng Zeru, the first secretary of the provincial party committee, got out of the car with a smile.

Zheng Zeru wore a white short-sleeved shirt, straight trousers, shiny leather sandals, and smiled approachably, and took the initiative to extend his hand to Li Huazi: "You are Comrade Li Huazi, the top scholar in grain cultivation."

Li Huazi was flattered and held Secretary Zheng's hand tightly with both hands, but she didn't dare to hold it for too long. Secretary Zheng didn't care. She held him for half a minute. The provincial reporters took photos one after another, and there was a photographer carrying a heavy movie camera to record a video not far away.

"My hand cannot be washed for at least half a year. I have held it with the provincial party secretary." Li Huazi thought to himself,

The regional leaders and the county leaders got out of the car. The group first climbed to the observation deck to rest for a while. Zheng Zeru said, "Xiao Yang, please introduce the situation."

Yang Shugen had already prepared abdomen and coughed dryly: "The grain harvest in Kushuijing Commune in our county has been greatly improved, breaking the record of grain production since records. This is the result of the bold innovation of ** style, and it is a good teaching by **, the result of the wise leadership of the Provincial Party Committee and the Prefectural Committee..."

Zheng Zeru was not very interested in these clichés, but he listened patiently. After that, he asked Li Huazi directly, "Secretary Li, please introduce how to achieve such abundant results. Political reasons. Secretary Yang has already said that you should talk about the technical ones."

Li Huazi had also prepared a long time ago. He said in Nantai Mandarin with a soft voice and a passionate voice: "This experimental field in our commune has prepared the land 18 times, and has been deeply plowed more than eight feet, and has applied base fertilizer and top-dressing five times. The fertilizers applied successively include 3,000 kilograms of grass seeds, 1,000 kilograms of pond mud, 400 kilograms of old bricks and soil, 105 kilograms of ammonium sulfate, 80 kilograms of superphosphate, 60 kilograms of water manure, and 180 kilograms of bean cake. The base fertilizer is applied in layers in combination with the plowing land, and it has fertilizers at layers..."

This time, Zheng Zeru listened very seriously and took notes from time to time. The prefectural committee and the county leaders whispered with each other, showing joy.

"I read the weather information of the Provincial Meteorological Observatory. Nantai has been drought for 90 days. How do you do drought prevention work?" Zheng Zeru suddenly raised a very sharp question.

Li Huazi said: "We adopted the strategy of moving seedlings to water, and moved the wheat seedlings to areas with water. For the experimental field, we used the method of digging wells and pouring water and fertilizer into the ground. God doesn't want us to have a good harvest, so we don't let him succeed."

Secretary Zheng smiled and said, "Your move is to despise the God of Heaven and anger the Dragon King to death."

Everyone was laughed at by the secretary's humorous words.

"Very good, then let's start the acceptance, what do you think." Zheng Zeru looked around and everyone nodded.

The county had already prepared a wheat harvesting team, and the good players of each commune were gathered together. The sickle was sharpened so fast that the wind was fast. At the command, hundreds of people were harvesting the wheat together. It took a day and a night to harvest it.

The next day, the leaders reappeared, and most of the experimental fields had been harvested, leaving only a single piece of land for the visiting group in other places.

Five scales were ready to weigh, and the members were going back and forth, and there was a dedicated person in front of the scale. Yang Shugen quietly gave Li Huazi a wink, and Li Huazi made another gesture to the members, so some people moved the wheat piles that had passed through the pound and then used the pound again to increase the "yield."

A provincial party committee staff member discovered this phenomenon and immediately walked onto the stage, reporting to Secretary Zheng with his ears.

The heart of the poplar tree suddenly hangs,

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