Deep in the memory of Daxing educated youth, the most unforgettable period of time was the second half of 1974.

The crops are growing well this year. In mid-July, if you stand in the fields, you will be shocked by the endless golden waves of wheat in front of you. Elementary school students' compositions will use "infinite" and "infinite" to describe what you see in front of you. All the staff of the Fifth Company are preparing to welcome the second harvest year of Daxing Island.

But the next even rainy weather broke everyone's dreams. The deepest part of the water in the wheat field was knee-deep, and the tractors, Conbein, and the traction harvester were not far away. They were stuck in the mud and were all gone. The wheat was about to rot in the ground, and the losses were about to be huge.

"Using a small sickle to defeat mechanization" is a slogan of the Heilongjiang Construction Corps, which means that man can defeat nature and overcome all difficulties. In addition to the kitchen team, all the staff of the company have a sickle, one ridge per person, and go to the fields to harvest with manpower. Cultivating wheat is a tiring job. You must bend over and maintain a fixed posture for a long time. It is not easy to stand up straight after bent for a long time, let alone the water is very deep. The vegetable growing team is no exception, and they all participate in the harvest. "Make up your mind, don't be afraid of sacrifice, overcome all difficulties, and strive for victory." The educated youth who recited the highest instructions rushed into the water and waved the silver-shining sickle.

Li Siming looked at the wheat field that seemed to never see the end and took a breath. It was such a vast road. This kind of battle was entirely based on real kung fu. No one could be lazy, and those with minor injuries persisted. "Slightly injured and do not fall off the line of fire" is everyone's slogan. If you were cut by wheat stubble or your fingers were cut by a sickle, the sanitary staff bandaged it and continued to work hard. At this time, you will try every means to be lazy and you will be looked down upon, from the company commander and instructor to every educated youth. This is a race against time, and you can get back as much as you can.

Li Siming moved forward step by step, feeling that the more wheat is cut, soaked in water for a long time, his legs are cold, but his forehead is sweating. He repeats a movement for a long time, and he can't open his hands when he holds it. He also has overworked knees, waist, and arms for a long time. Sweat wet the whole body, and the clothes in the elbows rubbed for a long time, and with the erosion of salt, they will soon rot. The latitude of the Great Northern Wilderness is high, and the light is long in summer, and in the morning in July

It was sunrise around 4 o'clock, sunset only after 7 o'clock, and dawn at 3 o'clock, so Li Siming and his comrades got up at 3 o'clock every day and finished work at 8 o'clock. The cooking team delivered the meal to the field every day and ate four meals a day. Although the cooking team did not participate in the wheat harvest, they also worked very hard. They got up earlier than the educated youth who went to the field and went to bed later. Due to the high intensity of wheat harvesting, the meal volume increased sharply. They also had to cook mung bean soup and boil water every day. The work intensity of the cooking team was even greater.

As the sun sets, the mosquitoes in the Great Northern Wilderness will suddenly emerge from the meadows, covering the sky and overwhelming like bombers buzzing and attacking people and animals, making you unable to escape or escape, which is even more powerful than bee stinging people. Because mosquitoes are afraid of wind and smoke, in the evening, first light a few piles of grass around, and then add a handful of wet wormwood, so the smoke released is thick and choking. When encountering changes in the wind direction, put the wormwood on the water cart and move back and forth with the wind. When working, no matter how hot the weather is, you must wear long trousers, long gowns, legs, and cuffs with ropes. The mosquitoes in the Great Northern Wilderness are different from the mosquitoes in Beijing. They are slightly smaller and have zebra stripes. Once you are bitten, you can't even knock them away. You can easily pinch them with two fingers. Or you can tighten your muscles suddenly, so that the mosquitoes can't escape.

Tong Lin, who was the second platoon of the farmer and worker, was also transferred from other companies. He was a 70-year-old educated youth and a strong young man. In the wheat field, it was like an endless machine that could shake others a few hundred meters away in the blink of an eye. The wheat harvesting skills were not blown. The wheat stubble was cut as high as the wheat stubble, and it would never pull down a wheat pole. The sweat had been wet, and it was wet and wet. There were still many people who were desperate for life like this. People seemed to have endless strength in those days.

Qin Yanwu is a tractor tractor in the machinery platoon. This time, he also started a small sickle during summer harvest. Few people knew that he had severe stomach problems, years of malnutrition, and irregular eating, which made his stomach recur more and more frequently. The same is true for going to the ground to harvest wheat this time. He gritted his teeth and tried hard to harvest wheat, tightening his stomach with a rope without saying a word, and he had no appetite at all when eating. People are iron rice and steel, and finally fell into the muddy field one day, pale and painful

The face was heartbreaking. The company commander quickly arranged people to take him to the regiment hospital and then transferred him to the Jiamusi Corps Hospital. Qin Yanwu never came back after he went there. Four months later, he died in a hospital bed in a foreign land. According to the nurse, he was yelling to go home over and over again when he died. In fact, chronic gastritis, gastric ulcers, hepatitis, pneumonia and gynecological diseases are common diseases in the National Construction Corps, which are related to high-intensity workload, hard working conditions and living conditions.

Li Siming was not lazy, but he couldn't raise the speed. Even his strong body could not stand the heavy work. Biologists told us that the brain was directing the limbs. Li Siming now questioned this because he repeated the same movements every day, feeling that waving the sickle every day was like an instinctive reaction, and he had not passed through the brain at all. "We are really not a farming material!" He thought so. The entire company was in full swing, and he couldn't apply to the armed company at this time, and he got a training plan and threw it to Sun Chang, so that he could practice by himself.

On the night after the five-season harvest, along with the next day, the whole company died quietly: Without the roar of machinery and the noise of young men and women, people fell on the kang like death, hoping to make up for the whole few months.

However, before they could recover from the hard work of wheat harvest, the autumn harvest came again, and the scattered soybeans and corn were soaked in the water. The winter in the Great Northern Wilderness came early. In late October, a layer of ice formed in the fields every morning, and mud was mud under the ice. The modern weapons of the machinery platoon were useless. They had to go into battle with a small sickle. By November, it was already cold, and it was not easy to work in a cotton coat. The cold face turned red, but sweat was blown by the wind at work. When the wind was about to finish work, the whole body was trembling, and they rushed back. The hard work and fatigue made these young people from big cities finally understand what it means to "fight the sky and the earth, and be reborn."

"What do you think of the future great writer?" One day, Li Siming asked Yang Yue beside him.

"I climbed to the peak and found that I could not find a place to hide my body in the desolate and barren heights of reputation. My guide, lead me to enter the quiet valley before the light passes, where the harvest of life matures into gold wisdom." Yang Yue murmured in her mouth, as if she was chanting poetry.

"I'm quite touching! Did you write it?" Li Siming knew nothing about poetry.

"What, it was written by Tagore!" Yang Yue gave him a blank look, not even Tagore knew.

"Old Tai, I've heard of it! But I don't feel interested in poetry." Li Siming admitted that Tagore knew that his poetry was not interested.

"What Lao Tai? What originally poetic things have changed from your mouth. Are they still talented!"

"I don't admit that I am a talented man. We can't afford this high hat." Li Siming always felt that "talent man" was a derogatory term, and there was always an image of a feather fan and shaking his head and soreness in his mind. "When will I read your masterpiece?"

"It's still early. Writing should come from life and experience life. Otherwise, it's definitely pale and powerless writing or whining without illness. It's better not to write."

"It sounds reasonable, then what are you going to write?"

"Just write about us educated youth, we have never experienced anything else. Only by experiencing it can we write well. Do you have any good suggestions?" Yang Yue.

"Suggestions? I don't understand the novel's play. Wouldn't I ask Yu Biao? If it's a movie or a song, I can say a few words." Li Siming thought so in his heart.

Xu Dashuai interrupted and said, "Educated youth is a good topic. If you want to write, write about our peers of our educated youth. It has been a great topic for 66 years, a 67 years of martial arts fight, and a 68 years of going to the countryside."

"You must write this year's summer harvest and autumn harvest, otherwise your novel will not be true." The monkey also came forward and said. He was weak and exhausted for several consecutive months of harvesting, which made him feel like he was dying.

"Ning Weidong also wants to write!" Li Siming also suggested.

"I'm afraid this is not suitable!" Yang Yue was a little hesitant. This was inconsistent with the political line. He should write more positive characters who were righteous and honest and learned and used the Chairman's thoughts without fear of fatigue. The negative characters were nothing more than people who destroyed the unity of the people and damaged the public and privately dug up the socialist walls. Ning Weidong was not considered both sides. In fact, Li Siming and Yang Yue considered differently. He was thinking about looking at the entire "going to the countryside" and the ten years of reform and opening up, and later people's thinking will describe the generation of educated youth.

"Why can't you write? Is Ning Weidong so full that he is full and has nothing to do to make a living! Why are those in the city not trying to try it? This job is really not done by humans! Why can others join the army and go to the factory to go to college? We are facing the black soil here, and others go shopping to the restaurant, and we eat steamed buns and drink cold water?" The monkey complained.

The educated youth were silent and wanted to return to the city was the common dream of everyone. Although they didn't say it, everyone knew it in their hearts. But it was not easy to go back to the city. There was no legitimate way to go back. At the least, there was no household registration book or formal job, it was difficult to support themselves. At the worst, it was exaggerated to the point that it was a problem of personal political beliefs.

"Aming, do you still have autumn cucumbers?" Zhang Hua's abrupt words made everyone feel urge to be beaten.

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PS: The life of educated youth is much more painful than what I wrote. Our YY novel is basically the majority of readers in 1980 years. I don’t want to have too many descriptions in this regard. We should be happier when reading.
Chapter completed!