Early in the morning, all the villagers who had breakfast went to Liu Qingshan's house for a stroll.

Today is an important day for the villagers of Jiapigou: the first demonstration greenhouse will be born here.

Seeing that people were almost here, Liu Qingshan pushed Da Tou beside him: "Da Tou has been reading and studying these days and has learned how to build a greenhouse. Let's just listen to him."

Captain Zhang has not given up the idea of ​​letting his son join the army, so Liu Qingshan does not mind pushing the boss to the front desk and presiding over the construction of the greenhouse and subsequent planting management.

Although a big-headed person is not very bright, the more this kind of person is, the more attentive he is when doing one thing, because he doesn't know what half-heartedness is.

This can be seen from the red eyes on his big head. This kid spent the whole night reading a book and basically didn't sleep much.

When things came to an end, Datou shrank a little.

He was surrounded by the village elders and his father, who were also looking at him eagerly, which made Datou feel timid.

He whispered to Liu Qingshan softly: "Sanfeng'er, you better tell me, I'm stupid."

"Ahem."

Liu Qingshan coughed twice, and then softly spit out the word "expert".

At this time, Datou was really stimulated, staring with scarlet eyes, a look of determination on his face.

Liu Qingshan was very happy to see him: Is this going to the battlefield?

But he knew in his heart that for Datou, the vegetable field in front of him was a battlefield.

So he patted Datou on the shoulder: "Datou, you can do it!"

Datou finally mustered up the courage, took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket, smoothed it out and said: "This is a sketch I drew. The greenhouse is surrounded by adobe walls, three meters high on the north side and one meter two meters high on the south side.

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After saying that, he scratched the back of his head nervously: "By the way, do you understand the whole truth?"

Seeing the people around him shaking their heads together, Datou also gained some confidence: "In our Gada, the sunshine in winter is in the south, so the south should be low and the north high, so as to ensure the light inside the greenhouse."

Those present were all experienced farmers. Such a simple truth was of course easy to understand, so they all nodded.

"Da Tou Xing, he speaks more smoothly than Xiao Huang, the commune's agricultural technician. The key is, we understand it as soon as we hear it."

Da Zhangluo gave a compliment, which made captain Zhang Guofu smile with a smile on his face and his chest straightened out. For the first time in his life, he felt proud of his son.

The technician, Xiao Huang, had been to Jiapigou before, and he was full of unintelligible professional terms, so he was not welcomed.

After being encouraged, Datou performed even better next time and explained everything clearly, even including the heating issues in the greenhouse in winter, etc., everything was clearly explained.

Finally, he imitated his father and waved his arms vigorously: "Build a greenhouse in every garden first. It will be easy to take care of. If the benefits are good, we can expand it next year. Are you confident?"

"have!"

The young boys all started cheering and waving their arms together.

"Then let's do it!"

Datou shouted again, and then was pulled aside by his father, Zhang Guofu.

If it were normal, he would have grabbed his son by the ears. Today, Zhang Guofu just grabbed his son's arm.

He felt as if the child had suddenly grown up and was no longer the half-grown boy who was shouting and drinking, so he had to save some face.

The work was not something that a young man like Datou could direct. Zhang Guofu had to step in, organize the groups, and allocate manpower. It was really like a father-son army going into battle.

Greenhouse planting seems simple, but in fact it involves a lot of things. Liu Qingshan has already made a plan and will organize several special trainings when the time comes.

He first trained Datou, and then Datou trained the villagers.

Soon, Zhang Guofu assigned good people: those who mix clay, those who strip bricks, those who build walls, those who build pillars, those who use bamboo slices to bind the frame, and those who finally cover it with film, etc. Everyone performs their duties, and soon

Just get busy.

Because it is the first greenhouse, it uses adobe bricks that each family put together. The remaining greenhouses will be built one after another. After all, it takes time to remove the bricks.

In fact, before building the greenhouse, the land should be prepared. However, vegetables such as eggplants, cucumbers, and peppers are still growing in the yard, and they are growing vigorously. It would be a waste to destroy them.

Anyway, there are still nearly two months before we can start planting greenhouse vegetables, so let’s just grow them first.

Everyone started working together, they were all workers, and the speed was very fast. In one morning, the front and rear walls and the gables on both sides were all up.

The pillars and the frame of the plastic sheet above have also been tied up. The joints of the bamboo pieces are also wrapped with rags to prevent the upper plastic sheet from being scratched.

"Put it on a plastic sheet, then put a straw curtain on it, and it's all set!"

Seeing the brand new greenhouse rising from the ground, Big Tou was also very excited and wiped it vigorously under his nose with his arm.

Zhang Guofu, who was standing next to him, quickly added: "By the way, after the beginning of autumn, we still have to cut grass to make straw curtains."

The surrounding villagers also looked at this half-finished greenhouse happily, as this thing carried their hopes.

Zhang Guofu waved his hand again: "In the afternoon, I will start making adobe with all my strength. I have prepared all the household items. Let's go."

After finishing their work, they all went back to their homes to eat, and no food was provided.

The crowd retreated in twos and threes, but one person staggered over.

Zhang Ganzi wiped the sting from the corners of his eyes in confusion and asked: "Where can we eat for lunch? In our cooperative, don't we eat from a big pot?"

Everyone had been working all morning, so he just woke up.

"Eat, eat, eat, go ahead and eat shit."

His second uncle, the old party secretary, was really angry, so he went over and kicked Zhang Gangzi hard on the buttocks.

Zhang Gangzi dodged and muttered: "If I had known I wouldn't eat from the big pot, I wouldn't have joined the cooperative."

Seeing this scene, Liu Qingshan blinked at the old party secretary, who nodded calmly, and then said to Zhang Gangzi.

"You are lazy and complain all day long. After research by all the members of the cooperative, I have found a good job for you."

After saying that, he saw Mr. Zhang coming happily driving a donkey cart. He said "oh" and parked the donkey cart on the road in front of Liu Qingshan's home.

Zhang Gangzi's eyes suddenly lit up: "Driving a car, it's a good job, it's light and you can ride in a car. Thank you, uncle, you still care for me."

Everyone also went to take a look. This car was quite special. The carriage was made of welded iron sheets and was airtight. There was a big cover on top, which was tightly covered.

There is also a large iron spoon with a long handle lying next to it.

Zhang Zangzi also picked it up, hehehehahaha, and waved it a few times in his hand: "I am General Iron Spoon, that's right. I will give the general a name, and there will be no nameless ghosts under my spoon. Wow--"

In the past two years, Liu Lanfang's "The Legend of Yue Fei" became popular all over the country, and people were fascinated by it. When one o'clock came, the little kids would stand under the radio speakers at home to listen.

Zhang Gangzi learned this from storytelling.

Seeing that this guy was still in the dark, Liu Qingshan suppressed his laughter. If Zhang Gangzi knew that this idea was his, he would have to put a spoon on his head.

The expression on the old party secretary's face was also very exciting, and he yelled: "Play whatever you want, if you want to play, you can play every day from now on."

Only then did Zhang Gangzi put away his magical power, turned the big iron spoon upside down, and held the long handle of the spoon with his hand: "Second uncle, what kind of work do you want me to do?"

"Uncle Ganzi, your job is the most important. Without you, the harvests of these greenhouses in our village will be affected."

Liu Qingshan first gave Zhang a tall hat and made Zhang Gongzi smile. After all, the more lazy he is, the more he wants to be recognized by people.

He slapped his chest loudly: "Don't worry, I promise to complete the mission!"

After saying that, he turned to the old party secretary, "Second uncle, please tell me quickly. What is the task that makes me so anxious?"

The old party secretary thought about it and said: "Gangzhi, there is an old saying among us rural people that the crops are like a flower, but the family relies entirely on dung."

An unpleasant feeling welled up in Zhang Gangzi's heart, and he looked at the big iron spoon in his hand: it seemed familiar?

"When we grow greenhouses, we all use farmyard manure, so the arduous task of collecting fertilizers depends on you."

There was a sense of mission in the voice of the old branch secretary.

What, collecting fertilizer?

Zhang Jianzi jumped up suddenly: "Isn't that asking me to scoop out feces every day? I said this spoon looks familiar. Isn't this a feces spoon for scooping up feces soup?"

After saying that, like a hot potato, he threw the dung spoon on the ground and looked at the old branch secretary angrily: "You are really my dear second uncle, a good second uncle, assign this job to me!"

"This spoon hasn't been used yet. It's not dirty. It's not dirty."

The old party secretary bent down and picked up the big spoon: "Pole, your parents died early. You are over thirty and you are still a bachelor. If I introduce you to a few young widows, people will think you are lazy."

"Second uncle has assigned you this job just to show everyone that our old Zhang Zhangzi from the Zhang family is neither dirty nor tired. If he follows you, he will have something to eat."

"There is still food to eat, but there is shit to eat. Anyway, I won't do it, even if I kill you!"

Zhang's pole also broke into jars, and he squatted on the ground, acting like a dead pig not afraid of being scalded by boiling water.

The old party secretary also held the goods and did not move, so he could only look towards Liu Qingshan.

Unknowingly, he already felt some inexplicable dependence on this half-grown boy who looked like he was growing up.

Liu Qingshan also squatted in front of Zhang Zhanzi and handed over a cigarette.

Zhang Gangzi seemed to be really angry. He didn't even take the cigarette, but Liu Qingshan forced it into his mouth: "Uncle Gangzi, have you heard of Shi Chuanxiang?"

"Who is it? I don't know him." Zhang Gangzi took two puffs of cigarette.

"She is a national model worker and has even been received by the Prime Minister."

The old party secretary had a look of resentment on his face and added a few words to the side.

Model workers are definitely respected in this era. Not to mention the national model workers, the small mountain village of Jiapigou has not even produced any model workers in the county.

Zhang Ganzi also expressed his conviction: "That's really awesome. What does he do? Is he a state cadre or an eighth-level worker?"
Chapter completed!