Poplar roots are swollen and fat people are pretending to be fat. The county has already had a famine and there is not enough food to eat. Even the county cadres' food rations have been cut. But he cannot say this. He must not extend his hand to the country unless he has to. This is a matter of principle.

After spending hunger in 1959, the country entered a period of squandering food and frugality. Even the People's Liberation Army changed into a 58-style military uniform, put away the big-brimmed hat and gold shoulder stamp, put on the liberation hat again, and put on the cloth military uniform.

The harvest was still bad in 1960, and the house was leaking and raining overnight. The Soviet Union announced that it would withdraw all experts and demand payment for weapons when resisting the United States and aiding Korea. The country did not pay foreign exchange and could only use agricultural products as payment.

Nantai County has already starved to death, and there are also very bad signs. Some farmers actually planned to go out to famine. The news was reported to the county party committee. Yang Shugen immediately ordered the county public security bureau to block the station and dock. When he found that people were similar to blind people, he immediately arrested and repatriated. At the same time, he ordered the communes to dispatch basic militias to block the main traffic roads and gold personnel went out.

"No matter how hard or difficult the canteen is, we must continue to run it. If there is insufficient food, melons and vegetables will be replaced, and it will still stump our proletarian revolutionaries." Yang Shugen told the commune cadres at the county meeting that now his conference speeches are written by Ruan Mingchuan.

Although Secretary Yang is also a talented man, he is still a little less coquettish than reporter Ruan Da in writing. Ruan Mingchuan has a very good way of writing speeches. With the same subject, when facing cadres, masses, workers, farmers, and troops, there are different writing styles and words. There will be comments on the ** place: Here is a pause for three seconds, waiting for applause,

Yang Shugen admires Ruan Mingchuan's talent very much. Although he cannot directly appoint this rightist, he has given some care in life, such as giving him ten kilograms of food coupons every month. Ruan Mingchuan was grateful and willing to be Secretary Yang's extra-staff secretary.

Once, Yang Shugen said half-jokingly: "Lao Ruan, you are really the number one writer in Jiangdong. You wrote those speeches in Chen Zikun in the past."

Ruan Mingchuan said: "It's really not. Chen Zikun never wants to write a manuscript when speaking, so he opens his mouth."

Yang Shugen smiled and said, "Nonsense, I don't believe that a warlord has such talent."

After pausing for a few seconds, Ruan Mingchuan said: "Haha, Secretary Yang is right. Although Chen Zikun didn't ask me to write the article for him, someone must have helped him write it. It is likely that he was his mistress Liu Ting."

Yang Shugen lowered his face and said, "General Chen is still a senior cadre of the country. How can you talk about other people's style behind their backs? No matter how debauchery is, you can't put it on the table and say it. It's a bad impact for the masses to hear."

Ruan Mingchuan hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, I will pay attention next time."

Yang Shugen was very satisfied with the other party's attitude and said, "I'm going to the provincial capital for a meeting tomorrow. Aren't you home in the provincial capital? Go back with me and you can save a ticket."

"Thank you so much to Secretary Yang." Ruan Mingchuan was grateful,

...

Yang Shugen went to the provincial capital to attend a half-month study class to learn "how to make large-scale grain substitutes". A professor from the Provincial Academy of Agricultural Sciences gave lectures to county party secretaries and county magistrates from all over the province, which opened the eyes of these leaders.

"Acorn kernels, corn roots, wheat roots, and bubble mills can be eaten. Acres of corn roots can be ground more than 50 kilograms of powder. If it can be widely promoted nationwide, 20% of corn roots and wheat roots are used as root powder, billions of kilograms of grain substitutes can be obtained nationwide."

The middle-aged man wearing glasses was spitting everywhere, and he was talking about it vigorously, but the county party secretary disagreed. They were all cadres who knew politics very well. These things were okay to deceive the people, but they almost got angry if they cheated the cadres.

Of course, this does not affect them listening carefully and taking notes carefully.

At noon, the canteen was full of new foods invented by the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, artificial meat, leaf protein, and chlorella. These things were made into meat by masters from the Provincial Party School, and some gravy was poured on, which looked very pleasing to the eye.

The professor continued to explain: "Chlorella contains a lot of chlorophyll and protein, which is very good for human health. Eating more can reduce cholesterol and reduce the onset of cardiovascular diseases. It should be vigorously promoted and comprehensively promoted."

The cadres nodded seriously, and Yang Shugen even took out his notebook to record it on the spot.

In fact, the Party Committee gathered these county-level cadres not to learn, but to supplement the nutrition for the cadres. The province allocated a batch of soybeans and sugar, and the canteen provided them in full every day. After half a month, the swelling of the cadres' legs was gone,

After the study class, Yang Shugen went to the first side food building in the provincial capital to buy two kilograms of cakes. He used special coupons. He had to plan to supply anything he bought these days. There was no ticket. Even if the official was too high, he would not be able to manage it now. The county magistrate was not as good as the salesperson of the food store and the chef in the canteen.

...

Chen Zikun’s former adjutant Shuangxi worked in the provincial No. 1 deputy food company. He was also a middle-level cadre who was in charge of the warehouse and was very rich.

Shuangxi is in his fifties. He has two sons. The eldest son is only ten years old. He is in the fourth grade of elementary school. The second son is seven years old. He is in the first grade of elementary school. Both children are growing up. When they are fathers, they are not willing to let the child go hungry. After a hard ideological struggle, Shuangxi finally reached out to the warehouse.

He brought ten kilograms of eggs home. When he entered the door, his wife was complaining and scolding her man for being incompetent. This wife was forced to marry her back then. She has been having trouble all the time, even if she had two children,

"Look at what this is." Shuangxi and his face put the basket on the table. The wife looked at him in confusion, lifted the gauze, and was immediately surprised: "Egg."

"Shh, whisper." Shuangxi quickly put his finger on his mouth. His wife understood and quickly ran to the window to pull up the curtains, lowered her voice and said, "What's the matter?"

"Do something to do on the account, it's okay." Shuangxi said,

My wife happily picked up two eggs and put them on her face: "It's great, let's eat fried eggs with chopped green onion tonight."

"Low, you must be low-key." Shuangxi said,

"I know what you want to say," said my wife.

That night, Shuangxi's family had a meal of fried eggs with chopped green onion. The two children were full of oil and were happy. The adults didn't move their chopsticks much.

At night, after both children fell asleep, my wife took a shower and climbed onto Shuangxi and took the initiative to fiddle with him. Shuangxi has not lived in a couple's life for half a year. Every time I get married, I am very impatient and urged him to finish the matter quickly. This time, it is an exception, very gentle.

"Shuangxi, my two younger brothers in my mother's family have a hard life. Can you see if you can support me?" After finishing, my wife asked in a slight voice.

"I'll try to find a way." Shuangxi said,

"I just knew that we were the best at Double Happiness." My wife whispered on his face again.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Shuangxi, who was already asleep, found her wife getting up in her clothes and asked, "What are you doing in the middle of the night?"

"If you pour the egg shells, it will be bad if your neighbors find out." My wife said,

At six o'clock the next morning, the trash cleaner Lao Wang's loud voice rang at the end of the alley: "Who is so generous and eats so many eggs?"

The neighbors who went to work and school for morning exercise gathered next to the trash can and saw a small pile of egg shells, which were enough to weigh four or five eggs. They were all amazed: "It's such a prodigal, this is how to eat eggs."

Shuangxi's wife cooked two white eggs and gave them one for each son, and told them to give them the second class to eat before eating. Never let the classmates see it.

The two children went to school hand in hand. The eldest son Chen Zhong was in the fourth grade and was already very sensible. After the second get out of class, he secretly took the egg out of his schoolbag and stuffed it into his trouser bag. He came to the back of the public toilet of the school, squatted on the ground and peeled the egg shells.

Suddenly, the shadow enveloped him. When he looked up, he saw that it was Wang Xiaofei, the captain of the Young Pioneers, and several squadron commissioners, looking down at him from a high position.

"Chen Zhong, what are you doing with your back?" Wang Xiaofei tied a red scarf around his neck and stepped on a brick. He asked majesticly. One of his arms was crossed around his waist, and the signs of the two bars were particularly eye-catching.

Chen Zhong is not a Young Pioneer. Because of his family composition, he has never been accepted by the organization. He is one of the three people who did not join the team in the class. The other two are descendants of capitalists and the other is bully children.

"I...I eat eggs." Chen Zhong did not dare to lie under the majesty of two strife.

"Where did you get the egg?" Wang Xiaofei continued to question.

"My mother gave it to me." Chen Zhong said timidly.

"Other people can't afford eggs, but yours can afford it. You bourgeois young master." Wang Xiaofei's family is very high, he is a working class, and his every move is domineering.

The students followed and cheered: "Boul-class young master, ah."

Chen Zhong held the eggs, and it was not right to eat them, nor did he not eat them. After thinking about it, he handed them to the squadron leader: "I'll treat everyone to eggs."

Wang Xiaofei took it and threw it directly on the ground and said, "I want to use bourgeois sugar-coated shells to corrode us, dream about you." When he said this, his throat was obviously shaking and he was swallowing his saliva.

The white egg was stained with dust. Chen Zhong felt so distressed that he reached out to pick it up. Wang Xiaofei kicked the egg away and fell into the toilet.

The Young Pioneers ran away cheering,

When he got home, Chen Zhong was depressed. His parents didn't say anything when they asked him. He felt very uncomfortable when he thought that his ingredients were brought by his parents. He thought to himself why I was not born in a working-class family.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Shuangxi rode her bicycle back to the company, sneakily carried back a bag of flour, and said to his wife: "This is a hundred kilograms of noodles, half of which will be sent to your parents' home, so that they can keep it secret, otherwise our family will be all done."

My wife was also frightened: "A hundred pounds are so much, why don't you be careful? It's better to have a long flow of water."

Shuangxi said: "I will ignore the warehouse next month. If I don't take action now, I will have no chance. Don't worry, I will have a balanced account. As long as no one reveals it, there will be no accident."

Through a curtain, his eldest son Chen Zhong listened to all these conversations.

The next morning, my family had ate dough soup, and my two children went to school with a full meal. Walking on the road, Chen Zhong said to his seven-year-old brother: "Brother, do you want to be a popular scarf?"

Brother Chen Shi nodded silly.

"You come to the principal's office with me, and you will say whatever I say, so you can be a popular scarf."

Chen Shi nodded,

When he arrived at the school, Chen Zhong pulled his younger brother straight to the principal's office, shouting a report at the door, his heart pounding.

When the principal saw two students coming to find him, he was puzzled and said, "Come in."

Chen Zhong walked into the principal's office, at a loss, and didn't know where to look.

The principal said: "Sister, is there anything wrong?"

Chen Zhong mustered up the courage and said, "Principal, I want to expose it."

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