Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 13 The Chicken Hatched

He Ping became more and more famous in Hantun.

"It's the new educated youth who can't do anything, and eats No. 1."

"Keep your child away from that kid, so as not to fail his studies."

"Bai Chang is so big, he looks good but not useful, and he stretches his hips when he gets to work."

He Ping is not in the mood to care what the villagers say. The most important thing for him now is to hatch the eggs. Even if the villagers say a few gossips, he can't lose the meat. Improving living conditions is his top priority right now.

In the past few days, He Pingbo's eyes have turned blue, and he doesn't eat properly. There is no other way, the kang at home does not dare to burn too much, so he can only borrow some from others.

Although gossip spreads quickly among the villagers, the big guys still take good care of He Ping.

Seeing that there was only one last step left, He Ping yawned and took the egg at the door. Under the sunlight, the chick's embryo developed like a little spider. There were many small blood vessels distributed from the inside of the embryo, which turned red under the sunlight. .

He Ping couldn't help showing a nervous smile on his face.

I haven't eaten or slept well for five days, my face is haggard, and my hair looks like a chicken coop. Anyone who looks at it looks like a fool.

After all the eggs were photographed, a dead egg was found.

He Ping was happy for a long time, his hard work paid off, and after this step, there will be a flat river.

Finally, I have passed the most difficult stage, and the next thing is to wait for the chick to hatch.

"Zhu'er, I'm entrusting you with the arduous task of this glorious son. For us and my father to have enough to eat, come on, Dad takes good care of you!"

He Ping patted Xiao Zhu'er on the shoulder. If Xiao Zhu'er knew that there is a word called cheating father in later generations, then he would definitely say cheating now!

"Yeah!" Xiao Zhu'er nodded heavily, secretly vowing in her heart that she must complete the task, in order to have enough food, rice.

More than half a month passed quickly, and He Ping was squatting at the door of his house waiting for letters from the magazine besides the labor that was worse than death every day.

Xiaozhu'er left the egg hatching to Xiao Zhu'er. Every day, he just watched the fire pit and controlled the indoor temperature to a certain temperature.

It was spring plowing for a while, and there was a lot of work in the team. He Ping was caught by the old team leader several times for being lazy, and was kicked several times.

In the team, He Ping has never seen a young man who has not been kicked by the old captain, except for those who are older than the old captain in terms of age and seniority.

It can be said to be invincible kicking all over Hantun!

One day, He Ping was almost walking to the door of his house with his hoe on his shoulder, when he saw Xiao Zhuer running from a distance, and shouted at He Ping from a long distance: "Dad, Dad, the little chicken has come out, the little chicken has come out."

He Ping looked excited, and rubbed Xiao Zhu'er's hair vigorously, "Zhu'er, we men can eat rice again."

Some time ago, the family ran out of food, and He Ping borrowed dozens of catties of corn stubble from the team, and the famine became more and more owed.

Running home, He Ping took Xiao Zhu'er to pick up the broken and empty shells bit by bit to prevent the chicks from being smothered to death. The newly hatched chicks had a crisp yellow color and were full of vitality. Carefully put the hatched chicks into the baskets prepared in advance.

"It's all alive. They should all be hatched tonight, and they can be exchanged for food in the market in two days."

Since the implementation of the planned economy, going to Daji has changed from buying things with money to bartering.There are also surreptitious transactions where money and goods are paid. Unlike previous years, the folks, especially in rural areas, are more relaxed.

The nearest Daji to Hantun is in the south of the county seat, just across the Daling River.Every three, six or nine days of the big market, several people in the team are going to go to the market to exchange something.

Early in the morning, He Ping rubbed against the donkey cart of the old captain, preparing to go to the market to sell chickens.

"Hehe, Xiao He is going to the market too."

Some people laughed when they saw He Ping sitting safely on the donkey cart with a big bamboo basket on his back.

He Ping doesn't know the bad taste in these people's hearts.

"Go sell some chickens."

He Ping shook the bamboo basket, and there was a crisp cock crowing sound inside.

Everyone came over curiously and opened He Ping's bamboo basket, "Okay, Xiao He, it really hatched."

"Is it enough for you to get back your money with just a few chicks?" someone questioned.

It is true that it took more than half a month to hatch so many chicks, and there is no way to lose money, just 50 eggs and some firewood, but it took more than 20 days from beginning to end. Labor costs are also factored into it.

As for the business of hatching eggs, it can be said that good people don't like to do it, and bad people can't do it.The cost is not much, and it mainly consumes energy and time. It is not easy to use it to add some income to the family.

There are too few hatches, and the harvest is not proportional to the effort.There are too many hatches, but they dare not raise them and cannot afford them. The first is because of policy issues. The higher authorities allow the production and breeding of agricultural and sideline products in rural areas, but the premise is that they cannot be carried out in large quantities, otherwise there will be suspicion of speculation. Second, Is it traditional to raise chickens or use grain and vegetables as the main feed? In this era, the members of the production team have to pay public food to the state. The rations distributed to the members every year are quite a lot. How can there be a lot of food to raise chickens!

Therefore, whether rural families in this era raise chickens and ducks, or raise pigs and sheep, there are only three or five, and they dare not raise too many.

"Isn't this the first time, I don't dare to do too much, I will do more next time."

"Be careful, boy, don't be caught as a speculator." Han Zhaoguo kindly reminded that the policy has not been loosened at this time, and the policy sensitivity of ordinary people is still quite high.

"I'll just change some food or something, it's okay."

He Ping didn’t express the little Jiujiu in his heart. He clearly remembered that when he chatted with his father before, his father mentioned that in the early 80s, there was a commune in his hometown that implemented the pilot work of the household contract responsibility system. He Ping’s hometown is far away from Hantun. It's not far, that is, about [-] to [-] kilometers, and the policy coverage should not have too much deviation.

At that time, my father also said that the next year, a commune went to the countryside to publicize the document issued by the State Council to encourage self-employment, which clarified the legality of self-employment.

In the 80s, the implementation and publicity of national policies in the Northeast region was far ahead of most regions in the country, and the policies were loosened very quickly.

He Ping analyzed that raising chickens is a means of generating income with a relatively low threshold. It can be said that the time is short and the results are quick, and there is no need to worry about sales. Chickens and eggs are hard currency in rural areas in this era.

When the "creation" has not yet produced results, raising chickens can just fill his current lack of material.

In the early morning, the sky was shimmering, and the fog had not cleared away. Some people were driving ox carts, some were driving donkey carts, and some were driving mules on the dirt roads in the countryside. They were laughing and laughing all the way, full of hope for a better life in the future. look forward to.

(End of this chapter)