In late March, the snow in the fields has almost melted away, and there is still a layer of snow on the shady slopes of the mountains.
The brigade called a meeting and began to divide areas.
The second brigade has a total of 359 households, 1,820 people, more than 2,400 acres of cultivated land, and more than 3,000 feet of newly planted ginseng land last year.
Part of the cultivated land should be set aside for mobile land, and the rest should be divided into three grades according to the fertility of the soil, the distance from the village, and the convenience of nearby water sources.
We strive to ensure that every household is allocated a good plot of land, and the same is true for medium-sized plots.
The quality of the plots scattered here and there is uneven, and the conversion is based on the output in previous years, with one and a half acres equal to one acre, or even two acres equal to one acre.
Each plot to be allocated has a number, and everyone draws lots to allocate it.
As a result, many families were allocated several pieces of land.
After Xu Shiyan's household registration was moved, Su Anying became the head of the household, and she also attended the land allocation meeting.
In the end, four pieces of land were allocated, totaling more than five acres. Of course, this was the registered area, and the actual area should be nearly six acres.
Xu Chenghou and his wife were also allocated more than two acres of land.
Xu Chenghou found someone to replace the land, and found that a few pieces of land could be connected with his son's house, making it easier to manage them in the future.
Each family's original private land can only be retained by each family.
It is easier to get a new plant. According to the population, each new plant is eight feet tall. For example, if there are five people in Xu Shiyan's family, they can get a nine-foot new plant.
Also, this year's ginseng soil is divided into 1.8 feet per person and divided into three years at a time. Each person is divided into 5.4 feet.
Ginseng seeds and seeds will be distributed uniformly in the autumn. After three years, ginseng will be harvested and each person will be given twenty-three kilograms of water ginseng.
All kinds of farm tools should be distributed as equally as possible so that every household can have them.
It's also like drawing lots. Whoever catches a worse farm tool won't complain.
If each household cannot get a share, it will be auctioned and the one with the highest price will get it.
The collective keeps a portion of the proceeds from the auction, and the remainder is distributed to each household.
There are no large agricultural machinery and equipment here in Donggang. The second brigade has more livestock, and they are all sold directly. Anyone who wants them can pay for them.
This part of the income is basically returned to the team and reserved as the salary of several cadres in the team.
Of course, some people suspect that he was cheated.
The second brigade also raised a lot of pigs and sheep, and they were treated in the same way.
Dividing the land sounds simple, but in fact it is quite troublesome. After two days of hard work, I finally finished allocating the land.
Because it has been publicized before, public opinion is also biased towards working alone, and everyone is looking forward to a better life in the future.
After land is allocated to households, neighboring farmers must delineate land boundaries.
Usually, each family will take the initiative to give up part of their land.
Either a long ridge, a small ditch, or a path that is easy to pass.
Due to the simple village style, and most of the adjacent plots belong to the same team, and most of them are neighbors, they get along well with each other and rarely have disputes.
There are also people who care about each other and fight for a ridge or a ridge of land. At this time, the team cadres will come forward to coordinate, and basically everything can be resolved smoothly.
It’s April in a blink of an eye, and it’s Tomb-Sweeping Day
"Uncle Xu, let's discuss it with you. I can pull some wires from your house and use them."
Early in the morning on April 5th, people from the commune came over to discuss matters with Xu Chenghou.
Every year during Qingming Festival, all the brigades of Donggang Commune, social offices, supply and marketing cooperatives, hospitals, schools, industry, building materials and other related departments have to arrange people to visit the martyrs’ tombs at the back to pay homage to the martyrs.
This can be said to be a grand ceremony once a year, and the communes have to pull wires and hang loudspeakers.
In the past, the threads were pulled from other places. When Xu Chenghou's house was built, most of the threads were pulled from here.
"Okay, okay, you can use it, it doesn't matter."
Xu Chenghou didn't feel bad about the few cents for the electricity bill. He waved his hands with a smile and asked someone to pull the wires out of the house and hang the loudspeaker on the smelly plum tree in front of the martyrs' tomb.
At 7:30 in the morning, everyone from all units arrived.
The gong and drum team of Donggang Primary School opened the ceremony first, then the leaders of the commune gave speeches, representatives of various units spoke, representatives of high school, junior high school and primary school students recited, and finally a wreath was laid.
In the Northeast, windows can only be opened during the Qingming Festival.
Every household near the tomb of the martyrs opened their windows at this time, and many people lay on the windowsills to watch the excitement outside.
There are also some people who climb onto roofs or trees just to see further.
All the teachers and students of the primary school must come to participate, and Xu Haiyuan and other students in the Yuhong class will have the day off.
When Xu Haiyuan saw so many people, he was so short that he couldn't see anything, and he was very anxious.
When Xu Chenghou saw it, he carried his grandson on his neck and let him watch the fun.
Xu Haiyuan is six years old, and the child is very strong. Xu Chenghou is tired of carrying his grandson.
No problem, Xu Shiyan, as a representative attending the event, was at the scene and had no time to coax the children.
Finally, the tomb-sweeping ceremony was completed, and people from each unit dispersed one after another. Xu Chenghou put Xu Haiyuan down with sweat.
"Oh my neck and my waist."
The old man rubbed his neck and waist, which were sore.
You know, a six-year-old child weighs nearly forty pounds and has to be carried for a long time. Xu Chenghou is over sixty years old, how can he bear it?
"Xu Haiyuan, do you deserve a beating? Are you torturing your grandfather again?"
Xu Chenghou is not short, and even with a child on his shoulders, he is very conspicuous even in the crowd.
Can Xu Shiyan not see it? He can see it at a glance.
So as soon as the show ended, Xu Shiyan came to settle the score with his son.
When Xu Haiyuan saw his father's gloomy face, he knew something was wrong and ran away.
Unfortunately, he only saw his father and not his mother, who followed him in. Su Anying grabbed him and slapped him twice on the butt when he got the chance.
"You brat, you are so patient. Your father is scolding you and you still want to run away?"
People say that dogs are disgusting even when they are seven or eight years old. Their eldest son is only six years old, and he is already disgusted by dogs. He is so naughty.
The little guy is still a ghost. When he sees something is not going well, he runs away and waits for the adults to calm down before coming back. Several adults in the family are made to laugh or cry by him.
"Mom, Mom, I don't dare anymore. I don't dare anymore. Really, really."
This little brat will run away if he can. If he can't escape, he will surrender immediately. He will coax him with all kinds of nice words, as long as he doesn't get beaten.
Sure enough, when he yelled like this, sisters Zhou Guilan and Su Anfang in the room couldn't stand it anymore and hurriedly came out to protect him.
"Sister, the child knows that he is wrong, why do you still beat him?"
Su Anfang stepped forward, grabbed her nephew, and protected her behind her.
"Just two hits and that's it. What if it's not over yet?"
Come on, Yuanyuan, let’s go into the house to eat. Your grandma cooked a lot of eggs this morning. My fifth aunt will help you paint eggs and let’s touch them and play.”
As he spoke, he led Xu Haiyuan into the house.
Xu Shiyan and his wife looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly. This was going downhill. Xu Haiyuan had two more backers.
Fortunately, this naughty child is just naughty and loves to play, making all kinds of noises, and has no character problems. Most of them are just trying to scare him.
The child didn't make any big mistake, so he wouldn't really be beaten to death.