"Party Secretary, aren't we going to Tutai Village?" Jiang Hua saw that this was the way back, so he asked curiously.
Chang Gui pointed in the direction of Tutai Village and said: "Tutai Village is further away than Baidian Village. If we go there today, we won't be able to get there until dark. We'll go there tomorrow."
Chang Gui said earnestly: "Our three villages belong to three different communes, but fortunately they are all remote and the communes don't care much about them, so if we can do it, it will be difficult if we are under the nose of the communes."
"Secretary Chang, once we start construction, we can't hide such a big news. The commune will not stop us from doing it."
Chang Gui's eyes widened: "If he dares, then we have to fight with him. Whether food work is a top priority, how many people in Guawazi dare to stop it? As long as the work starts, he can't stop it.
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Chang Gui is worthy of being a local snake, and he is very clear in the world around him. Despite his usually submissive appearance, I didn't expect that he would actually dare to be tough.
The next day, Chang Gui followed the same example. The party secretary of Tutai Village was much better than the party secretary of Baidian Village. After Jiang Hua explained it briefly, he understood the advantages and immediately agreed. The main reason was that Tutai Village was better than Baidian Village.
Need water.
Chang Gui took Jiang Hua back with satisfaction, and said as he walked: "The matter is settled, take advantage of the recent free time, start immediately, finish the work one day earlier and enjoy the blessings one day earlier."
After returning home, Chang Gui held a village meeting while the iron was hot. When it was announced that ditches and dams would be dug, the villagers started complaining.
Chang Gui signaled Huang Wenbin to say a few words, and Huang Wenbin raised two fingers: "Two hundred acres, if there is water, our village can open an additional two hundred acres of land. You should know what two hundred acres of land means by now, right?"
The people below were talking a lot, saying that two hundred acres of land means more food rations, which means that you can have a full stomach, and you can also eat white flour steamed buns.
"Then do it!"
"That's right, why don't you just work hard? I'm not afraid of it. I'm afraid if I don't have enough food."
Huang Wenbin was just a figure, and he mobilized everyone's enthusiasm. At this moment, the crowd was excited, and Chang Gui took advantage of the situation and proposed that the construction would start immediately after he contacted Baibaidian Village and Tutai Village.
Before Chang Gui could find Bai Laowu and the others, Bai Laowu and Zhou Yuhai from Tutai Village came to them on their own.
As soon as Bai Laowu opened his mouth, he sarcastically said: "Chang Laoji, our Baidian Village has been mobilized and can start construction at any time. You Shichuan Village has many unruly people, can you please explain it to me?"
Zhou Yuhai also said: "As soon as the township party in Tutai Village heard that it was about diversion of water, they immediately agreed. The three of us will set a date and we can start work."
Chang Gui said arrogantly: "The township party in Emen Village is called reasonable. They have wanted to do it for a long time. They were afraid that you two families would hold them back. Since you are both willing to do it, we will start work the day after tomorrow."
Bai Laowu said: "Ishikawa Village likes to procrastinate, so why not do it the day after tomorrow? Let's start work tomorrow morning."
Nowadays, few people can see this kind of large-scale working method. Even in intensive factories like Foxconn, where there are so many people, it is not as spectacular as working in a large collective.
Seven to eight hundred people, armed with spades and pickaxes, carrying baskets and dung baskets, all gathered next to the ditch.
Chang Gui asked Jiang Hua: "Hua Zi, what do you think we should do first?"
Jiang Hua pointed to the bottom of the valley: "First dig a road straight to the bottom of the valley. We have to build a dam from the bottom up."
Chang Gui raised his voice: "First dig a road to the bottom of the ditch."
With a bang, people from the three villages started to work. Two to three hundred people dug a road. With a quick movement, they saw a straight slope slowly extending towards the bottom of the valley under the flying dust.
After most of the day, people from the three villages finally met at the bottom of the ditch. Bai Laowu, holding a shovel, said exaggeratedly: "That young man, it's your turn to tell us what to do. For the work of digging roads, my arms
I haven't even moved my legs yet. If you feel tired, Chang Lao, just take a rest."
Jiang Hua shouted: "Dayong, Zhiming, bring the things over here."
Zhao Dayong's good man Qian Zhiming came over with a basket of lime powder. Jiang Hua followed his previous plan, scooped up the lime powder with a large spoon and sprinkled two white lines.
"Tamp the earth, pound it firmly, and then pile up the earth layer by layer and pound it firmly. Let's build a forty-five-degree dam. It will be stable."
Chang Laogui dropped his spade, spit into the palm of his hand, rubbed it, and then shouted: "Bring up the rammer."
Not to be outdone, Bai Laowu and Zhou Yuhai shouted: "Bring up our tamping hammer as well."
There were six tamping hammers, each of which was held by a rope by ten big men with thick arms and round waists. They pulled the tamping hammer up into the air. As soon as they let go, the tamping hammer hit the ground heavily, making a rumble that could not be heard without end.
The rest of the people went to the bottom of the valley and shoveled the soil to the side of the painted white line. When this section was compacted, they filled it with soil and piled it high.
While hammering, the men sang the tamping chant used when a large group of people built the reservoir more than ten years ago. It sounded like listening to a song.
We lift the rams and build the storehouse like a warehouse; water is a treasure of gold and silver, and collecting water is like storing grain; we raise fish and ducks in the storehouse, and plant rice outside the dam; we divert the water to the plateau, and our happiness is boundless; the few of us are competing with Zhao Yun;
Tamper one at a time, and the quality must be guaranteed; press three points at a time, and raise it to one meter and zero; lift the rope high and loosen it, and the rammer must fall flat; do not let any seams leak out, and ensure that there is no rework; do not panic when tamping, and do not imitate
A busy monk; if you learn from a busy monk, you won't be able to do a good job; there is no way to ram it, it's all about using your strength; if a few people work together, the reservoir will be built long ago.
Jiang Hua saw that there were not so many people at the smashing and ramming construction site, so Jiang Hua and a group of people prepared to work on both sides and start digging canals.
The old rule is to draw the line first and then dig the trench. These veterans who have been farming all year round are experts at digging soil. After digging out the truckloads of soil, they were piled beside the ditch.
The three villages worked in full swing for four or five days before the news spread. The three communes also knew that big construction was going on here. The key is that the communes didn't know the reason yet, so they had to go and take a look.
A deputy director of the commune came here from Ishikawa Village. He pedaled his bicycle to the Ishikawa Village construction site.
As soon as this guy opened his mouth, he ordered the villagers to stop working: "Chang Gui, do you still have a commune in your eyes? Do you still have leaders? Why don't you report such a big thing?"
Chang Gui raised his head and said: "Emen Village digs canals to divert water to fight drought. What should I report to you?"
"It's nonsense and no discipline. Can you do this nonsense? This requires unified planning in the commune."
"Unified planning. You, Guo Weidong, have been working in Ermen Commune for seven or eight years. Why haven't you made a plan yet? You are embarrassed when we need food every year. Why don't we feel tired from working? Are you afraid of suffering when you make a plan?"
"Chang Gui came up to the deputy director and shouted, spitting all over the deputy director's face.
Deputy Director Guo backed away after being sprayed by Chang Gui, pushed his bicycle away angrily, and finally left a curse word: "Chang Gui, just wait for the punishment!"
