The autumn harvest is also divided into several stages. Sorghum, beans and millet are harvested, then corn is broken, peanuts are harvested, dried sweet potatoes are dried, sweet potatoes are stored in a cellar, and wheat is cultivated by raking.
It will take two or three months to be so busy. The span is long, and the time is not so urgent. Except for not delaying the planting of wheat, everything else is fine.
After the harvest of sorghum and other miscellaneous grains, it is already August, when the autumn is high and the weather is pleasant. There are still corn and sweet potatoes left in the field, which can be harvested slowly.
Recently, Lin Lan was called by the publicity team of the commune to hold various exchange meetings in the commune and the county. The organizer also makes sense. If the farming is slack, the commune members should do propaganda work and have no time to hold exchange meetings. When the commune members are busy with farming, their propagandists can only hold meetings.
Just like this, there are meetings every three to five, various exchange meetings, and experience summarization meetings. Lin Lan feels that the meetings are more tiring than the autumn harvest.
When Han Qingsong was busy with the autumn harvest at home, he would also receive a notice from the bureau or county to call him for a meeting. Before he could be pushed, he would be pushed, or Sun Zhuowen and Huang Weizhong would take Luo Haicheng and Han Qingyun, but he couldn't be pushed. go with. Recently, Lin Lan was going to a meeting, and Han Qing also became active in the meeting, so that he could go back with Lin Lan together.
The two of them were going to the county together today. She took out their satchels, put a lunch box and a hand towel in, and then tied the tea jar on the belt and slung it over her shoulders.
Han Qingsong glanced at her, stretched out his hand to straighten the strap of her bag, and tightened the Chairman Mao badge pinned to the left so that it wouldn't fall off, then patted her head, "Not bad."
Lin Lan: "..."
When she saw that there were washed cucumbers and tomatoes in the basin, she took two cucumbers and four tomatoes, put them all in a satchel, and smiled at him, "Take it as a snack to eat."
Han Qingsong: "..." My daughter-in-law loves persimmons and cucumbers.
He went to push the bicycle, Lin Lan locked the door, and put the key in a fixed place, as everyone in the family knew.
The children are still on the autumn vacation. Because their parents are going out, they do not have any work to do, so the children follow the production team. Dawang Erwang goes to break corn, wheat ears pick cotton, Sanwang and Xiaowang sometimes pick cotton and sometimes mow grass.
Lin Lan had already explained to the children that they would all go home at noon and cook and eat together. With Erwang and Maisui, she was not worried that she would starve the other three sons.
She got on the bicycle and held onto his waist, "Third brother, let's go."
The Propaganda Department said today that it will evaluate the best propaganda teams and propaganda officers in the county, so that everyone can speak freely and publicly.
Lin Lan didn't expect to be excellent in the selection, and felt that it would be good to communicate. All kinds of quotations from Chairman Mao, with the spirit of various central documents, and then talking about her propaganda experience in Shanzui Village, the commune and other brigades, these are naturally not difficult for Lin Lan.
She has collected many slogans and slogans by listening to the radio, reading newspapers and magazines, and taking detailed notes, which has now become a half-literate country buzzword after being digested. When it was her turn to speak, it was easy, witty, and constantly received warm applause and frequent nods from the superiors.
She is undoubtedly the most extensive in terms of publicity, experience, and research.
The meeting room of the Public Security Bureau is next door, and they are about how to cooperate with the Revolutionary Committee to crack down on speculation, cutting the tail of capitalism, fighting privateers and criticizing repairs, and paying close attention to corruption and counter-revolutionary bad elements hidden in the people.
Because the content is complicated and the speech is lengthy and disturbing, many people listen to it, and they can't wait to end it quickly. But no one dared to say that, so as not to be criticized as a model, it was inevitable that they would have to endure more hardships.
At this time, they began to envy Han Qingsong, looking at others, sitting upright, Yuan Ting Yue Zhi, with a deep expression without a trace of impatience.
In fact, no, Han Qingsong's brain hurts just as he hears it, but his expression is always indifferent and people can't figure it out.
At this time, bursts of warm applause and cheerful laughter came from the next conference room, which suddenly attracted his attention. He silently guessed that it was his daughter-in-law who was speaking now.
He had read her manuscript, and judging from his cultural level, it was quite good. What surprised him was that there were some quite cultural words on it, but she had crossed them out and replaced them with common slang words, presumably to make the country cadres better understand.
He deserted his mind, and remembered how he helped sew the quilt and taught her to study the year before. Unexpectedly, in just two years, she had made rapid progress and left everyone behind.
He felt that he should also read more books.
In fact, he has never stopped learning, reading books and newspapers constantly, but he has never been to school. After enlisting in the army, he studied by himself, and the foundation is not solid enough, and it is difficult to learn some slightly esoteric things.
It seems that he has to learn from his daughter-in-law, and she can learn it easily.
He was thinking wildly in his mind, but his expression became more and more cold and solemn, with a dignified and upright attitude, which was very suitable for the agenda of the meeting.
Deputy Bureau Li has been quietly looking at him, secretly thinking that this bastard is really interesting, he can sit still for such an hour or two, his butt is really heavy!
When it was finally Han Qingsong's turn to speak, Deputy Director Li saw that Han Qingsong had no intention of speaking, and patted his arm, "Deputy Director Han, it's your turn."
Only then did Han Qingsong slowly get up and look at the wall clock in the conference room. It was almost half past eleven. The smiles on the faces of everyone present were already numb, but they kept laughing, really tired.
Han Qingsong: "I propose to rest and eat first."
Anyway, he won't take more than two minutes of everyone's time in the afternoon.
There, Director Qin and the old director immediately exchanged looks with a smile on their faces, and they agreed to rest and eat, and continue in the afternoon, and they left first.
Han Qingsong left the conference room, strode towards the next door, and sure enough, he saw Lin Lan standing in front of him speaking. Although her language is as close to the moment as possible, her facial expressions are still quite different.
Other cadres often spoke with their heads held high and their fists geared up.
Instead, she stood there, more like a teacher giving lectures to the students, with a series of witty words and occasional applause and laughter.
Han Qingsong relaxed and leaned against the window sill in the corridor, looking at her through the small square glass window of the conference room. Two pieces of glass were broken and her figure was torn apart. He frowned slightly and moved two steps to replace a complete piece of glass, so that her face could be vividly and completely reflected in front of his eyes.
When she spoke, she was in high spirits and had a warm temperament, which made him unable to take his eyes off her.
At this time, Deputy Director Li and Deputy Director Gao came out together, and the two were chatting and laughing in a friendly manner, as if there was no filth at all.
All of a sudden they saw Han Qingsong in the corridor, leaning on the windowsill with his long legs bent and straight, squinting slightly for not knowing what he was looking at. The sun shone all over him, and he looked handsome and gentle, not at all like the indifferent and ruthless Deputy Director Han.
"Yo, Deputy Director Han, what are you doing here?" Deputy Director Li asked curiously.
Deputy Director Gao turned his head and looked into the glass window, just in time to see Lin Lan talking on the stage, and couldn't help but take a second glance.
Han Qingsong was a little unhappy when his sight was blocked, his thick brows furrowed, and his disgusting expression returned.
"Let's go, let's go to dinner together, I can't find you every time." Deputy Director Li patted his shoulder kindly, "Go to the cafeteria."
Han Qingsong didn't move: "You two go first, I'll wait for someone."
Deputy Bureau Gao glanced at the beautiful female clerk again, and suddenly understood, "Oh, Xiao Zhang said that the Han Bureau brought a beautiful female cadre to the meeting, and asked if she was from the art troupe."
Although Lin Lan and Han Qingsong have been here several times, Gao Weidong has never met two people in the same frame. This is the first time.
Deputy Bureau Li also looked at it, "Where is this female clerk from? She's very handsome!"
Han Qingsong frowned, "That's me, my daughter-in-law!"
Deputy Director Li listened to his emphasis on my words, and smiled: "It turns out to be the beloved comrade of the Korean Bureau. Director Han is very lucky." He looked at Deputy Director Gao, "How about we wait?"
Han Qingsong: "The two of you will be busy first." He clearly refused to eat together.
Deputy Director Li was not annoyed, anyway, Han Qingsong didn't approach Gao Weidong, it was nothing, he was afraid that Gao Weidong would say something to Han Qingsong when he left, so he greeted Gao Weidong and left together.
Deputy Director Gao naturally knew what he was thinking. Recently, the relationship between the two has eased due to certain things, so they left with a fake chat and a smile.
At this time, Lin Lan and the others ended the meeting, but she was stumbled over by several leaders and couldn't come out for a while.
After finally waiting for the leader to leave, there were propaganda officers from other communes and battalions who came to talk to her, some who expressed admiration, some who were unconvinced and wanted to provoke a debate, and some who simply wanted to communicate... Lin Lan dealt with it a few times. Get out, or be stopped talking.
She also saw that Han Qingsong was waiting outside, so she wanted to go out early, "Comrades, let's talk in the afternoon, and there will be a symposium in the afternoon."
The afternoon is the exchange meeting of the officers, and you can speak freely at that time.
There were several male officers who wanted to communicate with her more closely. They listened to her very culturally and wondered what school they might have graduated from. They wanted to ask, maybe it was an alumni.
One of the male officers stretched out his hand towards Lin Lan and said with a smile, "Comrade Lin Lan, my name is Qi Fengbo, I'm from Jiashan Brigade... Hey, may I ask who you are?"
Qi Fengbo looked at the man who was inserted horizontally in surprise. He was tall and mighty, with a cold face. It was not easy to deal with at first sight, especially if he was a soldier!
He immediately retracted his hand.
Han Qingsong was expressionless: "I'm sorry, everyone, Comrade Lin Lan is very hard to study and work on a daily basis, and suffers from anemia. We didn't have time to eat when we went out today, so we have to eat first." He put one hand on Lin Lan's arm, He put one hand on her back waist and protected her in his arms with a gesture that no one else could touch her.
Lin Lan: "..." Last night I made a big bun with radish and meat residue. I ate three in the morning, and I also ate a cucumber and two tomatoes on the way...
She smiled apologetically with the clerks, and covered her stomach in a cooperative and guilty conscience. She was different from the speaker who was full of energy and tirade just now.
"Oh, Comrade Lin Lan is so dedicated, look! My little face is white with hunger." Immediately, someone noticed Lin Lan's weakness.
"It's not that bad, the lips are bloodless, let's go eat."
"It's really our role model, we must learn from Comrade Lin Lan!"
Comrade Lin Lan, who had red lips and white teeth and white cheeks, lowered his head slightly with a guilty conscience, and let Han Qingsong leave the conference room with his arms and waist.
She whispered: "third brother, it's too much."
Han Qingsong said with concern: "Dizzy or not? Would you like to hug you?"
Lin Lan: "!" She looked at Han Qingsong sadly: "Third brother, you have learned badly." He actually jokingly scare her. Immediately she realized that he wasn't joking, he really wanted to take her for a walk! Frightened, Lin Lan hurriedly leaned against his arms "very weakly".
When encountering acquaintances on the road to greet Han Qingsong, he would stop to say hello and introduce his daughter-in-law. In fact, some people have seen it before.
After that, he led Lin Lan to the cafeteria to eat.
The two whispered behind their backs: "Is Director Han afraid of his wife?"
"Huh? How do you know?"
"Usually when we greet him, it's scary how he pulls his face. Today, with his daughter-in-law, he's so kind, and he's about to laugh."
"Oh, why are you so scary? Director Han still laughs? I'm afraid you're not hysterical."
Hearing those two muttering, Lin Lan couldn't help it, covered her mouth and laughed.
Han Qingsong did not change his face, and helped Lin Lan into the cafeteria.
The cafeteria is very polite to Lin Lan now. The chef who cooks the rice takes a big long-handled spoon and accurately picks up the fattest meat in the big pot. He picks up a big spoon and slams it on Lin Lan's. in the lunch box.
Lin Lan: "..." It's all fat, master, I, I want to be thin!
It's a pity that at this time, people take fat as their fragrance, and if they are good to her, they will give her big fat. Lin Lan had to thank her from the bottom of her heart.
A woman grabbed a large handful of red dates and gave it to Lin Lan, smiling very gently, "Mr. Lin, replenish blood."
Lin Lan: "...Thank you."
While eating, people kept coming to care for her, and someone even gave her a boiled egg...
Lin Lan: "...Third brother, thank you very much."
In fact, at this time, everyone is not rich in food, and many people are starving, more or less suffering from anemia, so why is she special? Isn't that kind of occasion and Han Qingsong's face? The officers of the Propaganda Department of the Revolutionary Committee were naturally delighted to flatter her, and the propagandists of the commune brigade who had liked her speech before also spared no effort to express their admiration.
Lin Lan gave Han Qingsong all the big fat meat in his lunch box, and Han Qingsong gave her the lean meat and five flowers in his lunch box.
Some people saw that Lin Lan didn't eat fatty meat, just like discovering the New World, "Mr. Lin, the meat in the cafeteria is delicious, why don't you like it?"
Those of them who come to the meeting always regard the meeting as a Chinese New Year to improve their lives, because they can eat meat! Whether it is roast pork with potatoes or roast pork with seaweed, there are always four or five pieces of meat in it. And they like to eat fat the most, and they are so happy that they faint.
Just as Lin Lan was about to explain, Han Qingsong said, "Comrade Lin Lan is the most difficult and simple. Every time she keeps the fattest meat for her comrade and the thinnest for herself."
The listener was immediately moved, "Mr. Lin, you are too great, you are too great, you are really a good example of selflessness, I, we must all learn from you!"
Lin Lan: "!" Please let me go, I can't do it anymore.
"Director Han, you are really lucky to have Secretary Lin as your revolutionary partner in life." Some people began to envy Han Qingsong.
Han Qingsong nodded: "Indeed."
Lin Lan: If you eat with me, I will trade fat for lean meat with you!
Being publicized by Han Qingsong, not only did everyone know that the stern and serious Director Han brought his daughter-in-law here today, but her daughter-in-law is super virtuous, super progressive, super selfless, and is really a good fighter for communism!
Therefore, at the symposium in the afternoon, Lin Lan suddenly upgraded from the original rich experience, active and outstanding work, and witty words to the most lovely person, the most activist, the most progressive role model, and the most selfless partner...
Lin Lan: Thank you! Don't make my head crooked because the hat is too high, I have to hold it. I'm anemic anyway!
She took out the large handful of red dates and shared it with everyone present, to replenish blood together.
"Although it's just a red date, it shows that Director Lin has a sincere heart for the revolutionary comrades!"
"Comrade Lin Lan, not only is revolutionary enthusiasm high and revolutionary determination as iron, but also treats comrades as warm as fire, treats enemies as cold as ice, Comrade Lin Lan, like Comrade Lei Feng..."
Listening to their eloquence and compliments, Lin Lan not only wasn't held up high, she was actually scared. Don't make me a model, I just want to live a small life with my husband and children, I have a guilty conscience! I am anemic!
As a result, Lin Lan didn't know how to become the best executive because he was self-taught, didn't eat breakfast, was a little anemic, and didn't eat fat.
Originally, many people competed for the best, and they were not convinced by each other, but now she is unanimously recommended to be the best officer.
The red flag bearer of the propaganda team, the best officer of the propaganda team, certificates, red flags, and prizes are all given to her.
"Comrade Lin Lan, you not only have a stable proletarian ideology, but also have a solid knowledge of the workers, peasants and soldiers, and your consciousness is even more noble. This award is well deserved!" The leader also spoke happily, praising Lin Lan, and Lin Lan shook hands.
The guilty Lin Lan bowed in thanks.
Someone below shouted: "Comrade Lin Lan is as humble as Xiaocao. Although she carries the red flag of propaganda, she is not proud at all, and it is worth learning from!"
"Learn from Comrade Lin Lan!"
Lin Lan: Mom, you can spare me, I bow to you.
She bowed again, and the applause grew louder and the atmosphere even higher.
Han Qingsong listened to the warm applause from the next door and the excited voices of the officers calling for Officer Lin, and the expression on his face was three-pointed soft, which made the members wonder what kind of happy event he had, but he didn't look at the knife.
"What I want to say is still what I said in previous years. I have done my part and did nothing bad. But..." He glanced at the audience and said slowly, "I have a new word this year."
As soon as everyone heard it, oops, Han Qingsong, who sent them away in just two sentences, was still able to say something new, so listen carefully.
Han Qingsong said slowly: "The communes and brigades will strengthen cooperation, and there will be no disadvantage."
"Okay!" The old director took the lead in admiring, "We should strengthen cooperation instead of fighting each other. In recent years, you have all been too scattered."
Because of the Cultural Revolution, all localities did not obey the restraints of their superiors. Every time they wanted to come out, they came out. The brigade tried by itself, the brigade beat people to death, the brigade handled the case by itself, and threw the public security bureau over the wall.
Gao Weidong glanced at Han Qingsong, but vaguely felt that this kid is not simple. He is in the commune. When the commune and the commune cooperate and communicate, he will definitely take the lead.
After the meeting, Director Qin, the old director, and the three deputy directors were left to talk.
At this time, Han Qingsong returned to his former posture, his expression was stern, sitting like a pine, silence is golden, and he didn't say a word unless it was necessary.
The old director emphasized the current tension between the enemy and ourselves. He looked at Deputy Bureau Li and Gao Weidong, "The two of you should work closely together, and do a good job of cooperating with the county seat and the public security bureau of the district party committee."
The two took command immediately.
The old director said to Han Qingsong again, "Deputy Director Han,"
Han Qingsong immediately stood up to listen to the training.
The old director was very satisfied. "Sit down, let's talk on our own. The communes should strengthen contact and cooperation. This matter is left to you. You are the deputy bureau of the county and the director of Shanshui Commune, so you can cooperate better in your work."
Han Qingsong took the lead.
Gao Weidong glanced at him and said nothing.
Director Qin said a few more words and then dismissed the meeting. He personally sent the old director out and greeted Han Qingsong, "Director Han, say a few words." He motioned Han Qingsong to go out with him.
Han Qingsong walked beside him.
Director Qin led him to the backyard, where the greenery is better, and there are pomegranate and jujube trees at the root of the wall, which are fruitful.
"Qingsong, do you know what I'm going to say?"
Han Qingsong: "Director Qin, I'm not good at guessing puzzles."
Director Qin smiled, "Okay, talk about something, don't play dumb riddles. I'm talking about Xiaochan from the farm, oh, Qin Lixin."
Qin Lixin, formerly known as Qin Yuchan, is a niece of Director Qin's family, but he is not close to Qin Yuchan's father, and his blood relationship is slightly distant, so the two families are not much related, just the same surname. He talked about the general situation and smiled at Han Qingsong: "For the needs of work, I can do what I want, and I don't have to look at my feelings. We proletarian revolutionary fighters have never been selfish."
Han Qingsong: "Don't worry, Director Qin, no."
Director Qin nodded, "That's good."
After chatting for a while, he talked about the Shanshui Commune, "Comrade Han Qingsong, do you have any intention of joining the Revolutionary Committee?"
Director Jia of Shanshui Commune has committed a crime and has been dismissed from his post. Now all parties have started activities and want to replace him. But he heard that Han Qingsong was not only inactive but also went home to harvest crops every day, which was really rare.
Han Qingsong said decisively: "Director Qin, the Public Security Bureau still needs me to serve."
Director Qin glanced at him and saw that he didn't look like he was lying. He didn't expect him to be covetous of power. Ordinary cadres wouldn't want to be the director of the Revolutionary Committee.
Han Qingsong's attitude is very clear. He has returned from the army, and naturally he has to do work related to the army. Speaking of which, he also joined the army and the military, rather than politics and literature. He felt that he was not suitable for the Revolutionary Committee with complicated struggles, and would rather stay in the Public Security Bureau.
Director Qin thought about it too. With a personality like Han Qingsong's, he couldn't use his fists when he went to the Revolutionary Committee. If no one was protecting him, he would probably fall into the quagmire of struggle and could not protect himself. Change.
He didn't say anything anymore.
Han Qingsong said goodbye and went back to the corridor to wait for Lin Lan.
As soon as they said the meeting was over, and seeing Lin Lan surrounded by the enthusiasm of a group of people, he immediately strode in.
"Give me the trouble, Comrade Lin Lan is anemic. Too crowded will make her unable to breathe." Han Qingsong unceremoniously pulled away a few men who were too close to Lin Lan, occupying the position closest to Lin Lan. He put a hand on her shoulder to protect her from leaving.
Those people wanted to communicate more with Lin Lan, but Han Qingsong didn't give them a chance.
"Comrade Lin Lan, we have the opportunity to go to Shanshui Commune to learn from you and ask for advice."
Lin Lan: ... I am anemic! I am dizzy! I'm having trouble breathing! My husband is a vinegar jar, you better not come.