Clang clang clang!

The sound of the iron rod hitting the iron sheet sounded, which was the clarion call for work to begin.

Nan Yi took Liu Zhen to the bullpen of the third team.

Although it is said to be a cattle shed, it is actually not used to raise cattle. The buffaloes here in the south are free range. When there is no need to cultivate the land, the cattle are usually driven to ponds or rivers to soak in a leisurely manner.

At night, the cattle will be locked up. No, the word "locked up" is not appropriate. It should be said "please", and the cows will be respectfully invited into the cowshed.

The cowshed is the cow's bedroom, a utility room for farm tools, and a granary for temporary food storage.

On the side, there is a drying field, where the recovered grain will be dried and then temporarily stored in the cowshed. After the harvest is completed, the members of the small team will pick the millet to the big team.

At that time, the people collecting grain from the grain station should also come to your door.

"Uncle Yaowei, aunt, I am Nan Yi, and this is Liu Zhen. We have come to report to you. Whatever work we are doing, Uncle Yaowei, just give us your orders."

Before he could say anything, Nan Yi's cigarette had already been handed out.

Xian Yaowei took the cigarette and clamped it to his ear, "Yaodong has already told me, Liu Zhen, go cut the pigweed, do you know how to cut it?"

"I know, I know, I just taught her."

"That's good. The dung basket is in the cowshed. Go get it yourself. There aren't many pigs in the team right now. After weeding the pigs, we still have to go to the fields to pick up rice ears."

"okay."

Nan Yi winked at Liu Zhen and led her towards the cowshed. He had to take her a step further. He was not sure whether Liu Zhen knew the dung pan.

Walking to the cowshed, Nan Yi pointed to the various farm tools inside and introduced them, "That one is the windmill, used to blow away the dust and unfull particles in the millet; that one is the basket, used to carry the millet; that one is the

plow, ox plowing the land;

That rake is used to break up the large pieces of soil dug out by the plow; that one is a threshing machine, which holds the rice handle in the hand and pulls it up, and the millet will fall into the bucket below; that one is..."

After introducing the farm tools inside, Nan Yi picked up the dung basket and said, "Don't fill it too full at the beginning. Your shoulders have never carried anything before and you won't be able to bear it. Pick less and make more trips to pick it up."

When walking, don't walk too fast, and don't let the dung basket swing up, otherwise it will feel heavier.

If your shoulder hurts, don't put down your burden immediately. Grit your teeth and insist on walking a few more steps. The distance will get farther every time, so don't give up easily.

The load should be slightly heavier at the front and lighter at the back. The middle of the shoulder pole should be on the shoulder. If your shoulder is painful, do not put a towel on it. If you put something on it, the shoulder will be worn out, and if it is broken, it will fester.

The most important thing is, if you really can’t bear it, just call me in the field and I will help you pick.”

"Um."

"Go ahead."

How to chop pigweed, you don't need to be taught by Nan Yi. Liu Zhen is not good at other things, but she still knows how to cook with a knife.

Watching Liu Zhen walking towards the river dam, Nan Yi walked to Xian Yaowei's side again.

"Nanyi, come with me. You have to work according to the twelve work points. This Yaodong has already told me, and I will arrange tasks for you."

"Okay, Uncle Yaowei, that's it. I don't have the sickle yet."

"It's okay. I will assign them to you when we get to the field. You are a strong worker and I will definitely be able to handle the tools for you."

Following Xian Yaowei to the edge of a field, Xian Yaowei picked out a sickle from a pile on the side and handed it to Nan Yi.

I tried the feel and scratched the teeth of the sickle with my fingers. Yes, it is a good sickle.

"Here, come here, you cut to the end, and you get today's twelve work points. If you finish cutting early, you can leave work early, and you can cut more, and I will give you more work points.

We in Wenchangwei don't talk about egalitarianism. The more you work, the more you get. If you can get fifty work points a day, I will give it to you."

"Well, Uncle Yaowei, you smoke."

Nan Yi smoked another cigarette, then went to the field and stood next to his responsibility ridge, lit a cigarette, smoked it quietly, threw the cigarette butt into the soil, and stepped on it with his bare feet.

Phew, another mouthful of saliva spat into the palm of my hand.

Rubbing it, bending down, swish swish... swish swish...

Xian Yaowei watched for half an hour on the ridge of the field. Nan Yi, a silly boy, had never straightened his back once. Even when he was tying a knot in the rice handle, his waist was still bent.

"Yaowei, what are you looking at?" Ge Cuizhu walked to Xian Yaowei and asked.

Ge Cuizhu, the scorekeeper of the third team, is responsible for recording work points for the members of the team. The scorekeeper is not a full-time position. He is given three to five work points a day and has to work himself.

Needless to say, this kind of good job is not something ordinary people can do.

First of all, you must have a high diploma, no matter what, you must be in junior high school to third grade, and be able to write all the names of the team members; secondly, you will naturally understand if you understand, but if you don't understand, please continue to remain naive.

"The new educated youth is good at working. There is no strong young man in our team who can do more work than him."

"I'm trying my best. I may not be able to do it after a while."

"No, if you look at it, if he cuts off his head, he will be credited with twelve work points, and I will go threshing the grain."

"Go ahead."

Nan Yi got up at four o'clock, and the team started work at six o'clock. By the time he straightened up, it was already seven forty.

In about eighty minutes, Nanyi had completed more than a quarter of his work.

After wiping his sweat with the towel hanging around his neck, Nan Yi walked out of the field, walked to the river, washed his mud legs, put on his Jiefang shoes, and walked towards Liu Zhen.

"How's it going? Can you tolerate it?"

"Brother, I can do it. Look, I've already picked half of it. When I'm done, I'll chop up the pigweed." Liu Zhen put the revolutionary grass into the dung basket with a smile on her face.

"Be careful. If the revolutionary grass falls on the ground, it will make you slip. Don't fall into the river."

"Um."

"You take your time and I'll go get something to eat."

Return to the ancestral hall and open the lead pot. There are still about two bowls of thick porridge in the pot.

Use a lunch box to punch it out, sprinkle a little salt into it, pour a little soy sauce (soy sauce), and it will be done in two minutes.

Brush all the lunch boxes and lead pots clean, and go back to the fields as slowly as possible. You can smoke two cigarettes on the way to relieve yourself.

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Keep working hard, and when you're done, go back to the ancestral hall to cook.

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Keep up the good work!

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Nan Yi straightened up again and shouted to Ge Cuizhu not far away: "Auntie, please come and take a look."

Ge Cuizhu walked over and looked at the bare chute, then looked down and saw that there were no ears of rice falling in the field.

"Come on, Nan Yi, you are really a good player. Your task for today is completed. Do you plan to rest or work for a while?" Ge Cuizhu said with a bright smile on his face.

Having one more capable worker in the team is a great thing for the team.

A skilled worker can at least lead dozens of workers, and can also add a few more grains of rice to each member's bowl.

"Haha, I won't do it today. I just came here yesterday and I didn't pack a lot of things. I also lacked things and didn't buy them. I'm quick on my feet and I just happened to go to the commune to add some things."

"That's right, don't walk. Yaodong has a bicycle. Can you ride one?"

"Can ride."

"Then ask him to borrow it and ride the bike."

"Okay, thank you, Auntie."

After washing the mud legs again, I went to the brigade headquarters to find Xian Yaodong and asked him to borrow a bicycle. After a while, Nan Yi went to the supply and marketing cooperative on the commune.

It is the busy farming season, and even schools are on holiday for busy farming. There are not many people in the supply and marketing cooperative.

One is standing at the counter, and the others...none.

Nan Yi walked along the glass and cement counter and looked at the products hanging on the counter and the wall. He walked back and forth and had an idea of ​​what he wanted to buy.

"A blanket, the big red one, a pound of chicken shit candies, two sticks of red lychee toothpaste, and show me the skirt on the wall."

Just like announcing the name of a dish, Nan Yi announced what he wanted to buy, and when he finished, he pointed at a dress on the wall.

After all, he was a teller in a commune, not from the city, so his attitude was not so domineering.

While taking the skirt, he also started to pay the bill, "The blanket is twenty-eight and a half cents, two industrial votes; chicken shit candy is sixty-five cents, no candy stamps; Hongli toothpaste is thirty-six cents, no votes; the skirt is eighteen cents, three feet of cloth

ticket."

Nan Yi looked at the skirt again and pulled the cloth to see if the knot was strong and the seams were tight.

"Is the skirt available in a smaller size?"

"No, this one is the smallest."

"Okay, I want it, help wrap it up."

The teller took the skirt back, folded it into a cylinder, wrapped a long piece of oil paper on the outside, tied it with a circle of glass rope, clicked it, and cut the thread with scissors.

Then, he tied the blanket with a glass rope and threw it on the counter. "Forty-seven yuan and 50 cents, two industrial tickets, and a three-foot cloth ticket."

"Here you go, thank you."
To be continued...