"Long live Chairman Mao!" A huge stone on the side of the road was painted with eye-catching slogans, allowing Fang Dajun to truly feel the atmosphere of the times.

Along the way, he saw seven or eight places, all on cliffs or huge rocks. The villagers who could write spontaneously brushed them with lime. They couldn't help but feel deeply moved. The glory of great men in this period did not allow any doubts!

Jiaoshan People's Commune, this is the commune where Fang Dajun's family is located, which governs the vast area nearby. If he had traveled through a few years earlier, he might have found a way to become a cadre, but now it is unnecessary.

In addition to the branch secretary, the production team leader, brigade leader, etc. are all elected by villagers. As long as they can attract a vote or have a strong family power, they can get to power!

Unfortunately, the People's Commune is about to be cancelled, and the annual salary of the production team leader thirty years later is more than 3,000 yuan. That's right, this is an annual salary, only 280 yuan a month, no staffing, no social security, and no other additional benefits. Compared with the current production team leader, it is a world of difference.

"Shhhhhh!" The old cow steadily pulled the bamboo cart towards the commune.

Fang Dajun immediately felt his spirit, and the real objects in front of him were compared with the memory. They were gravel drying farms, rice-making rooms, clothes-making rooms, pig farms, reservoirs, ponds, old commune canteens, commune office buildings, old supply and marketing cooperatives...

"Wow wow wow wow wow!" In front of me was the threshing ground of Xinqiao team. The rushing team was catching the time to harvest the last part of the rice.

This is the oldest artificial machine. Two people thresh rice in groups. The farmland on both sides is full of busy villagers. Next to the threshing ground is the dam. This is a dam made of lime mixed with river sand. It is different in height and is chosen to be a place with sufficient sunlight to facilitate drying of rice, corn, wheat and other crops. Once it is dried, it will be sent to the grain station warehouse and hand over the purchase first. Only after completing the tasks assigned by the above will the production team be relaxed.

"Everyone has people. Let's talk about the purchase task of our Jiaoshan Commune this year..."

He really wanted to come to whatever he wanted. The commune's loudspeaker rang, which made Fang Dajun's body tremble. It was exciting. Being able to see the life of the people's commune with his own eyes was very attractive to him. This was the passionate years!

"Jiaoshan People's Commune, Notice of Grain Purchase Task: Liu Chunshan Brigade and Xinqiao Production Team, selling good grain to the country is a glorious obligation of the majority of farmers and a specific manifestation of patriotic actions. In 1982, your team's millet purchase task was 121,097 kilograms, and it was sent to Beidou Fourth Warehouse before September 20. The quality of the grain delivery must be clean and full, and it must be weighed in order to store it, without crowding, no quarrel, and abide by the order of grain delivery.

Wang Jianguo Team, Chenjiabazi Production Team, your team is in 19th..."

The radio continued, but Fang Dajun was surprised and asked, "Old man, do our three teams in Xinqiao Village only have to pay 120,000 kilograms of millet?"

Who would have thought that Fang Donghua actually cursed in a low voice: "Damn Liu Chunshan is making monsters again. He only paid 110,000 kilograms a year yesterday, and this year he has more than 10,000 kilograms."

"The Liu family is not a good thing!" Qin Shou followed suit. He was not a swear person before, but just heard from Shouhou that the Liu family secretly sold coal and was messing with food this year. It would be fake if the atmosphere was not good.

"Old man, what's wrong?" Fang Dajun asked in confusion, his former master had no memory of this.

"What else can it be? The bastard Liu Chunshan must have registered more grain this year, more than 10,000 kilograms. After the distribution, each household in our Xinqiao Brigade will have hundreds of kilograms of grain, so we need to lose one adult's food." Fang Donghua was still very angry as he said.

After a while, Fang Dajun found out that the procurement task had been decided before the rice was harvested, and this task was declared by the captain. The climate was good this year and the harvest would be a little more, but now it is more than 10,000 kilograms more than last year. In this way, the grains may be divided by not as much as last year, which makes the villagers who are busy for a year without emotions.

The same is true at the scene, and dozens of villagers in the gravel field were discussed. It sounded like 120,000 kilograms of millet was not too much, but if you know that the total harvest of millet in Xinqiao Village was only about 160,000 kilograms, you can understand. The remaining 40,000 kilograms of millet were divided by more than 70 villagers, and each household was only about 500 kilograms. The millet had to be peeled off to make the rice, which had to be reduced in weight. Moreover, the millet was not divided in this way. It was based on the work points, and the whole year was full, and it could be more than 100 kilograms. However, women or non-full kilograms could only get dozens of kilograms of millet.

Fang Dajun dug coal for a year and dropped at most half a kilogram of rice every day. At this time, people were very edible because they lacked oil and water. Not to mention that they only had half a kilogram every day, they could eat it without any problem if they could eat it in one meal.

So eating rice is naturally not enough. Fortunately, it can be distributed to corn, sweet potatoes, and wheat. In general, there is no problem in maintaining life, but you must be full every meal unless the family has a few children and adults can almost get a relatively high work point.

This is the current situation, which sounds heartbreaking. If you don’t hand over the 120,000 kilograms of millet, everyone’s food rations will be at least 300 kilograms. Save a little bit, and everyone will see rice every day throughout the year. In addition, corn, wheat, vegetable oil, etc. must also be handed over.

But if you think about it carefully, if the farmers had not handed over these hard-earned food to support the construction of the country, China would not have developed rapidly. It would have become a world power in decades of its founding.

The ox cart arrived at the guqiu yard, which was the territory of Xinqiao Brigade. Hundreds of villagers put down their work and surrounded them...

"Sanwo, how are you doing? You're fine!"

"Sanwa, you're in a disaster. So, you'll enjoy your happiness in the future!"

"Three babies..."

They are all from the same brigade, and the relationship between neighbors is very good, and the countryside is still very simple, so I really care about him. Of course, it also has something to do with the jobs of several people in his family. His father Fang Donghua made fire-resistant bricks, which is related to the villagers' problem of building houses. He is working on coal-digging jobs, and villagers have to use coal to cook pig food and boil water, which is a must-have for daily life. The second sister can immediately make clothes independently, and clothes are popular. And my mother can earn eight-part work because she has a very good cooking skills. She used to be in the commune cafeteria, but now she often helps someone to hold weddings, and many people secretly get affordable.

Fang Dajun can develop a domineering personality, but the villagers don’t care much about the face of their family. For example, he beats the Wang family’s baby, and it’s useless to go back to complain. Over time, his temper will be raised.

"It's okay, the doctor said it would be fine if you have a good rest for a few days!" The mother greeted him warmly.

At this time, the captain Liu Chuncheng and three team leaders also came over to ask about the situation. In fact, to put it bluntly, the Liu family was not bad enough to the core, but they just took advantage of it a little bit. They reported more food and paid more. This was to seek credit, but they secretly took advantage of the collective. This was to embezzle. If such a person was placed behind, it would definitely be a good material for the officialdom.

Fang Dajun did a lot of dirty things in the workshop, but he had his own principles and it was right to take credit from above, but he used to cheat other production teams to achieve results, which means he took good care of his employees.

But the Liu family is a production team member who cheated on him. This is because the villagers are simple and complaining. If there were any problems in the future, there would have been a problem.

No, it should be said that something is going to happen now, because he came and didn't cheat the Liu family. I'm really sorry that the villagers just now cared about it from the bottom of their hearts.

"Sanwa, you have to learn from your lessons. Be serious when you are working. Look, there will be problems if you get away. This time, you are lucky. Someone next to you saw it. If you are alone in the coal cave, you will lose your life!" Liu Chunshan persuaded earnestly. He still has his speaking skills, and it seems that he is thinking about you.

But this is just a deceiving the simple villagers. Fang Dajun heard that he was criticizing him in disguise. What is a distracted person? A distracted person is a distracted person. There may be no danger in digging coal. The coal sand layer is soft. If you really want to step down, you can't escape even if you are energetic.

"It's not a matter of concern to Captain Liu. I'm fine. The brigade has a lot of coal and cannot delay production!" Fang Dajun said with great slightness and heavyness.

"That's right, the third baby is a patient, so let's not say much, hurry up and send it to your house!" The person who spoke out was Niu Daman. The third son of the old Niu family had a normal mind most of the time, but a few of them became even more crazy when they were abnormal. The person who couldn't afford to offend him was criticized a lot, so of course he had to argue with the old Liu family.

The Liu family, who was a little ugly, followed by Fang Dajun and was about to go home. His house had to climb up the hillside for about ten minutes. His mother said hello to the Liu family, afraid that his mother would think that she would soon be divided into millet, and she would suffer some losses if she offended the Liu family.

Fang Dajun saw it and didn't say much, but this scene would be found sooner or later. Sometimes his bad impression of a person was that simple. If Liu Chunshan didn't come to pretend to be a good person and scold him just now, he probably wouldn't really want to mess with him.

"Okay, okay, why are you doing standing? Work has started. Get the millet up early and handed over the task. If the commune doesn't finish the task, everyone will be criticized..." Liu Chunshan shouted again. The harvest of millet was almost completed, but drying millet is also a big problem. In September, the weather changes greatly, and the millet will not dry. Once mold becomes moldy, the losses will be huge.

"It's time to work!" "It's time to thresh!" The honest villagers shouted and went to start work again.

Fang Dajun looked at all this with a smile. Maybe he won’t see this kind of collective labor next year. The picture in front of him is very beautiful. This is the beauty of the working people. Unfortunately, his weak son, as a brick phone, did not come over with him, otherwise he would have to take some photos and nostalgia.

"Hey, old man, wait first!" Fang Dajun suddenly called out to his parents, staring at the people who were threshing mills over there with confusion. Niu Daman was also chasing the valley and slapping it hard.

"Son, what's wrong?" Fang Donghua was puzzled.

Qin Shou looked at his incredible expression and asked, "What happened to the army?"
Chapter completed!