11988, the heat of summer had not yet dissipated, and the county decided to transfer me to work in Huoshaodian Township. Huoshaodian is a grain-producing town with a total output of 10% of the county, which plays a certain role in promoting the development of the county's total economic output.
When I first arrived at the fire shop, I couldn't help but feel a little timid when I saw the deserted shops and the bustling pedestrians on the street. Comrade Wang Tao, a township cadre, almost saw my mood. He said to me bluntly: "There are 8 villages in the township, with more than 3,800 people. The economic development of is in its infancy. The policy of enriching the people at the Third Plenary Session of the Eleventh Central Committee of the Communist Party of China has been implemented here. The village and group cadres are full of energy and have a good mass foundation. As long as they are united with the people of the township and work hard, they can open up a new situation." He volunteered to accompany me to the villages to see. I said, "Okay, go to the remote Dundun Shi Village tomorrow to learn about the progress of autumn sowing." That night, I couldn't sleep all night and thought I was not the same material as the leader, so why was it pushed to the forefront of the storm all at once? I feel that being a township party committee secretary has a great responsibility and I am afraid that I will not do it well. After thinking about it, I didn't fall asleep until the second half of the night.
woke up and it was already past seven o'clock in the morning. The morning mist had not yet dissipated. Cooker Li Zhenglin had already prepared breakfast, staple food porridge steamed buns, side dishes Cold cucumber . I looked up at the sky. The sun was falling from the cracks of the clouds. The top of the mountain was bright. It seemed that today was a good weather to go to the countryside, so Wang Tao and I got on the way. From the township government to Dundunshi Village, he had to pass through Shaofangba and Foyeba villages. Wang Tao didn't say a word to me along the way. I was very puzzled, but I knew in my heart that he was worried that I could not bear the pain of going so far. Before I knew it, I finally arrived at Foyeba Village. It was still sunny when I left. At this time, dark clouds suddenly pressed down on the top and drizzled. Seeing this, the village director Su Tianli said, "You are sending true love in the rain." I said, "I have never been to these villages in Xigou, so I want to see the progress of autumn sowing in each village." Director Su said: "Okay, I have an umbrella for you to use together." Wang Tao is an old party member. He has a strong sense of responsibility in his work and values emotions. An umbrella almost leans towards me alone. After arriving in Dundunshi Village, his clothes were soaked.
I suggested finding a family to take a break before leaving. Wang Tao said, "The one living in the road ahead is Peng Youshun, the head of the villager's group, who lives in this village." When we entered the house, Lao Peng was doing wooden work. When he saw us entering the house, he immediately put down the wooden work in his hand and said with emotion: "It's raining, you still come to the countryside." Wang Tao introduced that this is the newly transferred Secretary Wang. He wanted to see the progress of autumn drama in your village. Old Peng said happily, "Okay, don't leave today, I will accompany you to Maoergou tomorrow." His wife is a cheerful person. While setting firewood to make firewood to warm us to bake clothes, she joked halfway: "The white rice noodles you ate in the agency come to our valley to let you taste the taste of wild vegetables." After saying that, he started cooking quickly and a pot of potato soup was served in a while. I haven't eaten such a farm meal that suits the taste for a long time, and I was really hungry, so I ate two big bowls.
In the afternoon, a strong wind blew, the clouds and mist dissipated, and the wind stopped and the rain stopped. The sunset fell from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, and the earth was silent, with only a few unknown birds on the trees cried. The leaves were washed by rain and the air became particularly refreshing.
Lao Peng is a living map of this village. He knows the mountains and geography and people well. He introduced: "Dundun Shi Village is surrounded by mountains on both sides. It consists of Gaohe, Donghe, Maoergou and Zhenghe, and has four village groups under its jurisdiction. There are more than 70 farmhouses, with a total population of more than 280 people, more than 300 acres of arable land, and more than half of it is slope land. The frost-free period is more than 160 days. It mainly produces corn, soybeans and miscellaneous grains. It does not produce rice. Eating rice can only be exchanged with corn, soybeans. Relying on the economic resources, planting fungus mushrooms to increase income. The villagers cherish the mountain and forest resources very much and always adhere to the protection principle of less cutting and more utilization. Therefore, the ditches and ditches are green and the branches are lush, forming a rare natural oxygen bar.The water quality here is good. From the main river where the Shiluojia River originates from Zhakou flows downstream through Taiziling, it gathers with the three tributaries below to the center of Dundun Shi Village, forming a Zhenghe River. The water quality is clear and runs through the entire Xigou area, irrigating more than 200 acres of grain fields in each village below, raising the survival of more than 1,700 people. People call it the Mother River. "
supper Lao Peng cooked himself and cooked four specialties, stir-fried potatoes with green peppers, stir-fried tofu with fermented black beans, stir-fried vermicelli, and fried black fungus with bacon, and fried with eggs. It was full of color, fragrance and taste. Drinking pure corn wine and talking about farming, he drank a little too much. After the meal, Lao Peng's wife was very careful and cooked the earthen kang early. As soon as she fell asleep, a warm current came to her face, dispelling the cold, and we soon fell asleep.
Before the morning mist had dissipated, I got up. There was no cloud in the sky, it was like the sea water. A rising sun was intertwined with yellow and red radiating from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain. The mountains were as beautiful as a painting.
At this time, Lao Peng's wife had prepared breakfast, staple food potato rice, cooked a pot of bacon, which contained dried beans, radish , mushrooms, and stir-fried a plate of shredded potatoes, so we had a full meal.
After the meal, Lao Peng personally led the way to Maoergou. The path was winding and upward. The water of the dingdong ditch continued to flow all year round, flowing to Zhenghe. This ditch was very deep and narrow. The peaks were rolling and undulating. The trees reflected the sky and covered the sun. The trees stood upright and upright, withstood the tempering of various natural disasters and survived strongly. Ripe wild fruits were schnologically hang on the branches, and a few squirrels were shaking their tails and picking them. When they saw strangers, they held the victory they had obtained. The fruit jumped happily from the branches, and disappeared for a while.
Turned south along the mountain road. There was two small tiled houses in a family. There was a hand-grafted chestnut tree behind the house, which had begun to bear fruit. Four barrels of bee buckets were placed in the forest, and the bee swarm was prosperous. Lao Peng introduced that the owner of the house was named Huang Zongxin, who depended on his mother for life, and his life was very simple. When we entered the house, we saw an old woman grinding a rice cake. She looked over 60 years old and had white hair. Although she was thin, she was energetic and had bones. Very hard. When he saw someone entering the house, he immediately put down the iron spoon of the slurry in his hand, walked into the house and raised a wooden barrel containing shiny buzz candy. He brewed a bowl of sugar-boiled water for each of us, which tasted sweet and delicious.
At this time, Huang Zongxin came back from the field, put down his hoe and patted the soil covered with the body, and said happily: "You sit down first, I'll kill a chicken, stew chicken soup at noon, and eat slurry steamed buns." Wang Tao hurriedly dissuaded: "I We must rush back to the township government to prepare for the autumn sowing meeting the day after tomorrow." Lao Huang is a straightforward person. He can't even take back the nine cows. He said, "How can that be? I don't even have a meal when I come to my house. If you want to leave, I will catch a chicken and take it back to stew the soup." I stepped forward and stopped him and said, "We have received your feelings. Don't treat us as an outsider, otherwise it will be difficult to go to the countryside next time." After saying that, he got up and said goodbye, and then returned to the forest farm to take the car to the township government.
After the autumn sowing meeting ends , the Double Ninth Festival is coming soon. I heard that Lao Huang kept saying that he hadn't eaten a bite of food at his house. He felt very guilty. The day before the Double Ninth Festival, he walked more than fifty miles and specially sent me a chicken, insisting that I accept it. Helplessly, I went to various stores and bought a coarse cloth clothes for Huang Zongxin's mother to show my indifference.
Times are like a shuttle, the stars change and the moon moves, and more than 30 years have passed in a blink of an eye. Whenever I recall those past events that seemed like yesterday, I always feel like my heart. Surging, touching. The people nurtured by that hot land are so sincere, simple and kind, that I can't forget their deep affection and righteousness at any time...
[Author of this article] Wang Shilin, Liuba County retired cadre, literature enthusiast.
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