Captain Fu didn't quite believe it. She was under his nose every day. When had he ever seen her draw?
"Captain, the painting is really finished! We can testify, and we all participated!" Xiao Jing and others gathered around with smiles.
Captain Fu was even more puzzled: "When did it happen? What about the painting? Why didn't I see it?"
"It's over there!"
Everyone surrounded the captain and walked to the fields.
When digging the canal, we built a simple observation tower - a few steps built with tree stumps. Standing at the highest point, you can overlook the fields in the distance.
"Captain, stand up and watch."
Captain Fu had a puzzled look on his face. He stepped on the tree stump and climbed up a few blocks. He was about to ask, "There are no paintings here." Suddenly, he was stunned.
It turns out that the entire field is the canvas, and the crops are the paint:
"The captain is becoming more and more confident about us."
"Do you need me to keep an eye on the grain weighing? Xiao Xu, you lead everyone to weigh the grain and report it later."
At the gate, I saw the editor-in-chief inspecting with several leaders of the organization department, and casually asked him where he was going.
"U-he's here!"
After the busy work of farming, haystacks stand like fortresses in the fields and fields. If necessary, go and smoke a few haystacks.
Captain Fu nodded and led everyone towards the fields.
"Let's go! Take a look!"
The leaders thought it was very novel. Can crops in the fields be painted?
Zhou Hengchang and Captain Qiu looked at each other and followed.
Fu Rongxing thought that it made sense and asked comrades from the press to come over and take a photo. This would not only save a file, but also provide an explanation for the performance report during the "Busty Farming Festival". In addition, it might be possible for the distant mountain reclamation team to publish it in the newspaper again.
The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. Captain Fu immediately set off for the city: "The journalist comrade who came back to interview Xu Yin last time is from the Workers' Daily. I will go find him right now!"
"Okay, okay, you can go if you want! But I have something really busy and I won't have time to entertain you when I arrive. Don't blame me for not greeting you well."
Zhou Hengchang thought that he was saving face, but the harvest must not be very satisfactory, and he was too embarrassed to say it in front of Reporter Li, so he just said it. This made him feel a lot better. As long as he beats the Yuanshan team, in his opinion, it is
victory.
"Paintings in the field?"
Under Xu Yin's conscious stacking, the wheat straw stacks were perfectly integrated with the "crop painting", and each wheat straw stack became a barn in the "painting".
"Hey - captain! The food hasn't been weighed yet!"
Fu Rongxing was flattered. Is this battle too big?
"Eh? Isn't that Lao Fu?"
But he has no time to argue with them now. The leader's jeep is still waiting for him to catch up and lead the way!
On the way, Zhou Hengchang asked Captain Qiu about the harvest. He learned that the harvest in Xihe was not as large as that in Qinghe. Zhou Hengchang felt proud and turned to ask about the situation of the Yuanshan team: "Lao Fu, how is your team's harvest?"
After hearing Zhou Hengchang say that he wanted to visit the distant mountain reclamation team, he jumped on the bullock cart without saying a word.
All the team members, you looked at me, I looked at you, and when the captain walked away, you laughed.
You have said everything, what else can I say?
"What does Lao Fu have to do with it? He won't tell me if I ask him."
When Zhou Hengchang came to the city to do business, he saw Fu Rongxing driving a bullock cart and pulling a reporter comrade holding a camera behind a jeep and passed him.
“You’ll find out if you go and see it!”
"It's getting late, let's go directly to the fields to see the 'crop paintings'." The editor conveyed the leaders' wishes.
Anyway, we came down for an inspection, so where are we not inspecting?
So, without even entering the front door of the newspaper office, he turned around and went to Hewozitun.
"Lao Fu, what are you doing?"
How about hitchhiking one by one?
No one comes here uninvited like you!
Zhou Hengchang was shrewd. Those who had cameras these days were not ordinary people. He rolled his eyes, ran after the bullock cart for a few steps, and sat on it.
And in this field, looking at the alternation of new and old crops, the words "harvest" pop up before our eyes. This is the field of hope, the beautiful field!
Captain Fu: "..."
As soon as he finished speaking, another person came. It was Captain Qiu who had exchanged tasks with Captain Fu. He was here to pull cloth to make uniforms for the Yangko dance team members.
Why did the air suddenly become quiet? Sister didn't say anything?
In that compartment, Fu Rongxing drove the bullock cart excitedly to the city and went to the Workers' Daily to find the reporter comrade he had met once.
"Lao Fu! What are you doing?"
"..."
"..."
Fu Rongxing didn't have time to chat with him at the moment. He left the city soon and had to run ahead to lead the way for the leading comrades, so he answered hastily: "Something happened, let's talk about it later!"
"The captain has changed!"
"Didn't you say that your team has grown a lot of vegetables? I came to your place to learn from you. What? You don't welcome me?"
Captain Fu: "..."
Reporter Li told the truth.
"Lao Zhou, what are you..." Fu Rongxing's head was pounding, "Why are you following me?"
The green of the rice ears, the yellow of the corn stalks, the red of the sorghum, and the wheat stubble left after harvesting constitute the picture of "Field of Hope and Harvest".
"You are overthinking. The captain is trusting Xu Yin."
"It has indeed changed! How much attention was paid to the grain harvest in the past! Not to mention the distant ones, just a few days ago, I just wanted to weigh them on the spot as soon as they were harvested."
"Captain, if you know someone from the newspaper office, you can ask them to come over and take a photo as a souvenir. Isn't this more meaningful than painting?"
Everyone covered their faces in silence, that's what they said! With Xu Yin here, who dares to be lazy and not work?
Xu Yin: "..."
Xu Yin was inspired by the "field paintings" popular in new rural areas in later generations, and then conceived such an original "Harvest Celebration Poster".
In the field, Xu Yin is leading the team members to pile wheat straw.
The leaders also got off the jeep.
"It's okay." Captain Fu's mind was not on chatting, so he responded casually and said nothing more.
On the Zhengerbajing painting paper, firstly, there is no paint, and secondly, it cannot truly express the joy of harvest.
As soon as Reporter Li heard about such a new "painting", he picked up his camera and followed Fu Rongxing to Hewozitun.
Wheat straw after wheat threshing is a good material for burning fires, and the plant ashes after burning are also good for fertilizing and sterilizing. It can be said that wheat straw and straw are definitely treasures in rural areas.
Captain Fu grabbed the reins and jumped out of the cart first.
The leaders looked at the vast fields after the harvest and exclaimed: "This is all wasteland created by your team? Have you turned wasteland into fertile farmland in such a short time?"
Captain Fu said modestly: "That's not true. The crops that have been planted and harvested are only about a hundred acres, and the rest are still in the growing period. The furthest few acres were just planted before the busy season, and they haven't had time yet.
sowing."
"That's not bad! How long has it been? I remember you all just came here in March, right? It's only been four months, amazing! It's amazing!"
Everyone talked all the way and walked along the river bank to the canal. Under Captain Fu's demonstration, they climbed to the observation deck and saw the so-called "crop paintings". They were all shocked...