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Oh oh oh!
When the first ray of sunshine in Zhangjiashan shines from Taisui Ridge, Mrs. He's red-robed rooster will always be the first to crow. Mrs. He's rooster is the most powerful rooster in Zhangjiashan. It has no throat opening.
Other chickens don't even dare to hum.
Immediately afterwards, the roosters of every household in Zhangjiashan began to crow. At this time, the roosters of Zhangshanhai's family also began to crow.
Last night, Zhang Shanhai played quite crazy and went to bed very late. Naturally, he was not awake at this time.
"What's your name? When the Mid-Autumn Festival comes, I won't be the first one to kill you," Zhang Shanhai said.
As soon as the rooster crows, the day's production work in Zhangjiashan will begin. As the captain of the production team, Zhang Yunyang naturally has to pry his wife's silky hands from the warm quilt early, and then carefully put on the clothes.
"Mother, it's time to get up. I will go to the production team to ring the bell now. You will wake up Zai later and ask him to take Lao Hei to the mountains early. You ask him to carry a bamboo basket and a sickle. This is always the case.
If you want to use cattle, you have to feed the buffaloes. The places where cattle can eat in Taisui Ridge have long been eaten up by buffaloes from several teams. I told the people in the team a few days ago that our team grazes cattle.
Yes, I need to bring a bamboo basket and cut the grass back to feed the cows." After Zhang Yunyang finished speaking, he also put on his clothes.
He Ni's arms were exposed to the air, and she didn't feel cold. Although she was still obsessed with the warm bed, she listened to her husband's words word for word.
He Ni smoothed her long hair that covered her fair face with her hands. Zhang Yunyang was fascinated by her delicate face.
"What are you looking at? Don't you recognize your mother-in-law?" He Ni sneered.
Zhang Yunyang chuckled and reached out to touch He Ni quickly.
"I'm going to die. The child is here!" He Ni's face turned red.
"It's okay, this silly boy won't wake up even if he thunders." Zhang Yunyang said as he put on his clothes.
The sound of Zhang Yunyang's straw sandals scraping the ground sounded on the gravel road outside the door. He Ni had already climbed up neatly. Her plump body did not look fat at all, but showed the strength of a rural woman. She stayed in Caiyun Village.
Over the past few years, He Ni has become no different from rural women.
The first thing He Ni did when she got up was to wake Zhang Shanhai up.
"Baby, baby." He Ni affectionately shook Zhang Shanhai, who seemed to be sleeping soundly. Zhang Yunyang gave birth to Zhang Shanhai in the second year of their marriage to He Ni, but after that, she couldn't get pregnant no matter how hard she got pregnant.
Naturally, it became the treasure of the couple.
Zhang Shanhai hummed, turned over, and seemed to fall asleep again.
He Ni couldn't bear it, but she had to continue calling, "Bao Zai, Bao Zai. Get up quickly and go herd the cows. Mom will take you to the commune to buy moon cakes during the Mid-Autumn Festival."
In this era, any snack is an unparalleled delicacy for children. Even after decades, the taste is still unforgettable.
Zhang Shanhai turned over and said, "Mom, please don't lie to me."
"I'm not going to lie to you, since when did you ever lie to my baby?"
At this time, Zhang Yunyang had already rang the assembly bell for the production team. When doing work, the production team must wait for everyone before setting off together, and then wait for the closing bell to ring before finishing the work together.
However, the personnel must not be fully assembled today. Zhang Shuben died, and many people from the production team went to his home for a funeral meal. Basically, every household in the production team had to give gifts, and most people also wanted to help. This is the time of harvest.
Due to the season, production cannot be stopped because of the Zhang Shuben family. No one can bear this responsibility. Fortunately, the funeral time of the Zhang Shuben family is relatively early. At 7 o'clock in the morning, it is estimated that the burial can be completed at 8:30. After breakfast
It's just after nine o'clock, so only some people need to stop work in the morning. But no one dares to stop production completely without authorization. If this is pursued, the boss will have a hat. Of course, there are policies from above and countermeasures from below. In the production team
There is also a way. Some people still work, and some people go to help with funeral arrangements. In this way, even if there is an investigation, they can still deal with it.
When Zhang Yunyang rushed to Shaiguping of the production team, the first thing he did was to ring the big bell in the production team's warehouse. This was not a formal bell. He took a very damaged hoe and hung it on the wall.
A hammer struck with all its strength. The bell-ringer was deafened, but the sound could not travel far.
The Zhangjiashan production team's Shaiguping flat is three to four acres wide. The warehouse is the most solid house built by the production team. It is completely made of red bricks and blue tiles. The ground is frozen with cement. It is so solid that even mice can be beaten.
No holes.
The words "Learn Agriculture from Dazhai" are written in lime on the outside of the warehouse. The words are very impressive and were written by Ren Qingli, who came to experience life in the village. At this time, few college students could not write well.
Zhang Yunyang knocked for a long time, but he didn't see a single person coming. He could only pace around on the spacious sun Valley flat.
Zhang Shanhai washed his face and hurriedly walked to the production team's cowshed carrying a bamboo basket on his back.
Even though there are only a few dozen households in Zhangjiashan, with more than a hundred people, they raise eight strong buffaloes and four yellow cattle. The big buffalo that Zhang Shanhai is responsible for taking care of is called Lao Hei.
Zhang Shanhai's home is some distance from the cowshed. When he arrived at the cowshed, seven or eight children as old as Zhang Shanhai had already arrived at the cowshed.
"Shan Hai, you were really impressive yesterday. Let Zhang Yuan's family kneel down." A little boy came over and said to Zhang Shanhai. This boy is Zhang Bo, the youngest son of Zhang Zhizhan's family. Zhang Zhizhan and Zhang Yunyang
With a good relationship, Zhang Bo and Zhang Shanhai are naturally like brothers.
"Yes, will Zhang Yuan still dare to brag in front of us from now on? Damn it, their family has built a house and they have always been very proud." Zhang Wenxing is the son of Zhang Shanhai's uncle, so naturally he is attracted to Zhang Shanhai.
It's a pity that Zhang Yuan's family is having a funeral, so he naturally won't go to herd cattle this morning, and has changed jobs with a boy from another family in the team.
A group of children were chatting and laughing as they drove the cattle towards Taisui Ridge. The production team only had one main road, and when they arrived at Yinshi's tomb, they had to make a roundabout turn. The children had been warned by their elders at home not to
Go touch this Tomb of the Yin Master.
Children in rural areas all believe in ghosts and gods. Although they have to receive proletarian materialism education every day, they have to believe in ghosts and gods. Because every time the old people in the village get together, they always tell some ghost stories. Children
I also gathered around to listen, but every time I was frightened. At night, everywhere I looked looked like there were people. When I was walking with a kerosene lantern, there were shadows all around, as if there were shadows moving around. Every time I listened to the story,
There will always be a long period of time when I don’t dare to walk at night. When I get up at night, I always need my parents to accompany me.
I heard from the old people that this Yin Master is a bit unusual. So the children are also very afraid. They always stay away from this tomb while holding the cow.
It's a pity that when the production team goes to Taisuiling, this road must be taken and cannot be avoided.
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