It starts with the production team driving the big truck

Chapter 504: Digging a foot and a half deep, the yield per mu exceeds !
What good news?

Everyone's ears were perked up again, holding their breath and listening quietly!

"I've said hello to the movie projectionist in the commune, and I'll be here tonight to show the movie to everyone!"

"it is good!"

The folks were almost bursting with joy when they heard the good news!

There is very little entertainment content in rural areas, and radios are not very popular. Just like in Xu Jinshan’s family, a broken radio is like a treasure. Ordinary people would waste batteries even if they want to listen to it!

And showing movies is the biggest entertainment for farmers!

"While we are eating pork and watching movies, do you want to help Weizi transform the hillside land into high-yield terraces?"

"want!"

Director Teng was very satisfied with the enthusiastic atmosphere of the crowd in front of him. The farmers were so cute and easily satisfied. A few pieces of pork and a movie could keep them happy all day long!

"Okay, then let's work hard to get upstream and help them build the terraces as quickly and cost-effectively as possible!"

Director Teng raised his fist high and cheered!
The atmosphere at the scene was instantly pushed to its peak!
Sun Jianping held the handle of the shovel and looked at Director Teng cheering for the villagers with a playful look on his face. He couldn't help but sneered coldly.

It's no wonder that after Director Yang was arrested, he was stationed in Durki Commune for a pilot project. He also has two brushes!

At least in terms of propaganda and agitation, this guy held the microphone and started to fool around, and the folks really listened!
"Brother Jianping, is there really a movie tonight?" Qian Huijun was looking forward to it, even though he had already watched a movie at Nahe Farm years ago.

"There should be!"

Sun Jianping picked up the shovel and dug on the ground, "Let's work quickly!"

After a small commotion, the intense and arduous labor began again. The so-called "agricultural imitation of Dazhai" is not just about repairing the fields into terraced shapes, but also plowing the land deeply to raise the lower soil to the upper layer.

The hillside land at the eastern foot of the Daxingan Mountains is far less fertile than the fertile black soil of the Songnen Plain and the Sanjiang Plain. The surface black soil is less than 20 centimeters, and underneath is the leachate layer. This is complete loess, and farmers also call it raw soil!
This kind of soil has no humus and no nutrients at all. Plants mainly rely on the nutrition of the topsoil to grow. If you turn twenty centimeters of black soil to the bottom and turn the non-nutritious loess to the top, then the food production will... …

It can be seen!
Sun Jianping grabbed a handful of loess and rubbed it with his fingers. The loess was also mixed with a lot of gravel and some weathered gravel. It is difficult to grow crops or even grass with this kind of soil!
"Uncle...can this thing work?"

Lao Cao came over with a shovel, Sun Jianping threw down the soil, clapped his hands and asked.

Lao Cao was soft-spoken and was demoted not long ago, so he couldn't express any opinions now.

……

Sun Jianping shook his head, what else could be done?
Everyone is in deep trouble, so we can’t just sit idle!

Do it!

So the old and young men worked together and soon turned over the slope of more than 200 hills in the back mountain of Yuweizi. In addition, Director Teng organized people to go to the mountains to dig stones and transport the stones one by one with tractors. The terraces look like they are layered one after another...

After dinner at noon, the slopes near the village had begun to take shape of terraced fields. Director Teng was standing under the terraces with a camera slung around his neck, posing, dreaming of getting promoted tomorrow...

"You are so stupid every day." Zhang Ziyi pulled Sun Jianping's enamel rice bowl, picked up a large spoon, and poured a large spoonful of meat slices into it, then grabbed a bone full of meat and stuffed it in. Cursing and cursing.

Sun Jianping took a big steamed bun, took Ma Zha and sat down, turned around and quickly ran to the side of the village. Yu Changhai, who shamelessly went to get a shot, shook his head helplessly.

"Uncle, let's save more food this year!" "Where does this come from?" Zhang Ziyi squatted down, holding a piece of meat bone and chewing on it, and asked.

"I'm afraid that Yu Weizi will have nothing to gain this year!"

Zhang Ziyi looked at the hillside where the black and yellow soil were intertwined and sighed!
"Come on, put this, put this!"

Yu Changshun ran over, followed by a fifteen-horsepower tractor. The driver was none other than Zhang Ziyi's eldest son Zhang Fucai!
"What are you talking about again?"

Zhang Ziyi wiped the oil from the corner of his mouth and watched eagerly as they unloaded several thin iron plates from the truck body. The back of the iron plates had the words "Douda" written in red paint!

"Zhai...battle..."

He only saw two words.

"Come and help me!" Yu Changshun called out from the middle of the hillside. Sun Jianping hurriedly turned around, lowered his head and ate meat fiercely!

You can play by yourselves and don’t disturb me while I taste the delicious food!
After eating and drinking, he washed the enamel rice bowl, placed it on the stove, fetched a bucket of water from the river, and went to feed his beloved horse.

"Get to work, get to work!"

Less than ten minutes after finishing the meal, there was the sound of clanging clappers in the distance. The captains of each team in each village shouted at the top of their voices to the members of the village to get back to work after eating!
This land needs to be completed before dark!
Everyone had no choice but to get up, rub their sore arms and legs, and continue to "dig a foot and a half deep."

After a while, a row of iron frames were erected on the hillside, and rows of iron signs with big red letters were erected. Sun Jianping turned around and looked, what a guy!
What a long row of slogans!

Sun Jianping narrowed his eyes and still had time to appreciate the font on the iron sign.

Just average!

I don’t know whose hand it was.

"Do it quickly!"

Yu Changhai came over, patted him on the shoulder, and urged.

Sun Jianping rolled his eyes at him angrily, "Fuck, you don't do anything about your own village, you're running around like a shit-eating dog, and you ask me to do it faster!"
This work was done in the evening. At this time, the original slope had been divided into several layers, and each layer was repaired and smoothed. The surrounding stones were repaired with quarried stones, and the cement was inserted into the seams. It looked very spectacular as it went up layer by layer!
There are also wide tractor paths between the terraces, making it easier for tractors to enter and exit!

Although Sun Jianping had some objections to the construction of terraces, he couldn't help but praise them when he saw the terraces being built so neatly and beautifully!
Pretty!

But after all this trouble, how much food can be harvested from the fields?
This is an unknown number!

After dinner, it’s time for the movie screening that everyone is most looking forward to. Now 90% of Nahe County has no electricity, so we can only use generators to generate electricity!
The commune projectionist arrived belatedly. After connecting the lines and hanging the screen, the big guys sat on the newly repaired terraces and watched with excitement as the figures appeared on the screen!

A figure sat next to Sun Jianping. He thought it was Qian Huijun. Just as he was about to lean over, he suddenly felt something was wrong!

Qian Huijun had a faint fragrance. Sun Jianping didn't know whether others could smell it. He could always smell it clearly, but this person...

"Senior, I asked you to go to the bridge to discuss something that day. Why didn't you go? You almost gave me a cold!"

Listening to Wu Nong's soft words that made people go numb, Sun Jianping shivered!
Oops!

Why is it Xia Ying!

What a coincidence, the real owner came to him at this time. Qian Huijun folded his arms, looked at Xia Ying with a red face, and coughed hard!
(End of this chapter)