Zeng Hanlin was a semi-off-the-job cadre promoted from the production brigade. He had just been transferred to Wukesong Commune and was highly regarded by Quan Long.

Now that May Day has just passed, it is the busy time for farming.

Everyone is busy with farm work, hoping to have a good harvest this year.

Quan Long came over at this time.

He said that there was not enough excrement in the cesspit and asked him to take a few people to the county to remove excrement tomorrow.

Zeng Hanlin's brows suddenly wrinkled.

This is not an easy job.

But I have to go.

If there is not enough manure, the crops cannot be fertilized, which will affect the harvest.

And it’s still a quick job.

After all, these rice fields have to be placed in specific manure pits to dry and cannot be used directly, which also takes time.

No choice, just go ahead.

Following the secretary's instructions, Zeng Hanlin selected several young and strong young men in the commune.

Let them prepare the dung buckets and dung scoops and follow them to the county.

Zeng Hanlin was unwilling to do this job, but for these members, it was a good job.

Compared with other strenuous activities, this is much more comfortable.

And you can also go to the county to play.

So everyone rushed to go.

Each of them actively helped Zeng Hanlin with suggestions.

"Cadre Zeng, we have to go early tomorrow to prevent people from other communes from stealing excrement before us."

Zeng Hanlin was shocked.

"What, someone else stole this thing?"

The members said it as a matter of course.

"No, you have just been transferred here and you don't know the situation in our area."

"Let me tell you, we are very nervous about using excrement here. Several communes are trying to steal it. The Fengshou Commune next door has stolen excrement in front of us more than once. After all, there are only a few public toilets in the county, and they all give it to us.

Once we finish paying for it, we will have no use for it."

Another member also added.

"Yes, our two communes even had a fight over this matter, but in the end it was the county that mediated."

Only then did Zeng Hanlin realize the seriousness of the matter.

He looked determined and said immediately.

"Okay, let's go before dawn tomorrow. We must get in front of the Harvest Commune...the code name is to carry out gold extraction!"

.......

The next day.

Before dawn, Zeng Hanlin led the ox cart and set off with the members.

On the way, several members were still analyzing Zeng Hanlin.

"Cadr Zeng, even though we are all rice farmers, we still have a lot of particularities."

"There are only a few public toilets and cesspools in the county. The one we often go to is the county party committee compound, which has good resources."

Zeng Hanlin asked doubtfully.

"Why?"

The member said with a smile.

"Think about it, there are many factories near the county party committee compound, and there are many employees. There will naturally be more food, drink, and diarrhea, and the more we can make."

"We're going to do this anyway, so why not do it in one step and save the trouble of having to do it a second time."

Zeng Hanlin thought about it and this was also true.

So they drove the bullock carts directly towards the county party committee compound.

When they arrived at the place, several members immediately became nervous.

They can't care less about nausea.

One person occupies a pit, and if you lower your head, you will do it.

Since I was given cigarettes beforehand, the concierge was watching happily.

Seeing how sweaty these young men were, he said kindly.

"Boys, work slowly, don't be in a hurry, no one will compete with you."

The member spat.

"Uncle, just wait and see, the guys from the Harvest Commune will definitely come over soon."

The concierge looked weird.

"Fengharvest Commune, are you talking about Xiao Wu and the others? Hey, actually they haven't been here for a long time."

"Impossible. Could it be that their commune doesn't fertilize?"

"That's not true."

The concierge didn't know how to explain it for a while, so he said nonchalantly.

"Anyway, there are some changes. I haven't been here for a while. My nephew is at Fengshou Commune. I heard him talk to me."

After hearing that the concierge said that he was still connected to the Harvest Commune, the members immediately became vigilant and worked even harder.

The main theme is distrust.

This made the concierge very angry.

He simply carried his big teapot and ran outside to play chess with others.

.......

The members of Wukesong Commune work from early morning to noon.

It wasn't until several dung buckets on the bullock cart were full that I stopped with relief.

They were all tired and out of breath.

But full of sense of accomplishment.

They covered the dung bucket with a tarp, then washed their hands under the faucet, and that was when the work was done.

At this time, someone said doubtfully.

"Hey, why didn't I see anyone from the Harvest Commune this time?"

"Isn't it a good thing that you didn't see them? It saves you money from us."

"That's right."

Several members of the commune were discussing in a lively manner, and then drove the ox cart to the public toilet yard, planning to play in the county for a while and then go back.

After all, this was the original temptation for them to do this job.

Zeng Hanlin also followed the good example.

Wan'an County is not big.

A few people went shopping in a department store together.

Suddenly a member pointed to a counter and said.

"Look, it's a biogas generator."

Everyone immediately became energetic and looked over.

This is a small counter.

Due to space issues, no products are displayed here.

It's just that the entire wall behind the counter is covered with advertisements.

The most conspicuous place is a report transcribed from a newspaper and several reviews.

There are several photo albums placed on the counter.

There were many people watching the excitement around.

They also came over and opened it to take a look.

I found that the above are all biogas equipment brochures.
To be continued...