Chapter 165 Information in Newspapers (Update 1)

Author: Dong Muhe

On the way back from get off work, the system started to provide her with psychological counseling without any worries. They were worried that she might become irritable or depressed. They even took the initiative to give her a bouquet of nandina and a chicken.

There was a box of exquisite pastries, and it was said that when you are in a bad mood, food and flowers can be the best cure, and it was so heart-breaking.

Song Hongguo flutters with it and refuses no one who comes.

When I arrived at the door of my house, I saw two little guys working in the open space from a distance. In addition, Zhao Baoqing was also there, bending over and helping to dig the ground. When he went down with the hoe, the ground was turned up to be dozens of centimeters thick.

Song Hongguo shouted "Uncle!"

Only then did Zhao Baoqing stop, turned around, and greeted her, "Hongguo, are you off work?"

"Well, you are..."

"I saw them digging the ground, so I asked more about what kind of yams you want to plant..." When Zhao Baoqing said this, he looked at her with bright eyes, filled with cautious expectation, "This yam is...

Digging it from our mountain?"

Song Hongguo nodded, she didn't want to hide it, she knew everything, "Last time I had a rest, I took the two children to go for a walk in the mountains. I originally dug some wild vegetables, but I didn't expect there were wild yams.

I dug some up and brought them back. The taste is not much different from the ones I bought, so I just wanted to try it and see if I could grow it..."

Zhao Baoqing listened carefully. When she finished speaking, he couldn't wait to say, "It's hard to find wild yams. In the past, no one in the village went to the mountains to dig, but after a long time of hard work, he couldn't find a few. It was not enough to waste time."

Yes, how did you find it?"

Song Hongguo explained the tips for finding yams in detail, and finally warned, "When you dig, don't dig too clean. At least leave a small part in the soil, so that you can have yams to eat every year."

Zhao Baoqing said with deep approval, "You are right, we can't kill the goose to retrieve the eggs. I will definitely tell you later that we must leave something for our descendants..."

Song Hongguo added, "I think you can try growing your own. Growing yams is no worse than growing vegetables. When harvested in autumn, you can keep them and eat them slowly. They can be used as both vegetables and food. Moreover, eating them regularly is good for the spleen and stomach."

Hearing this, Zhao Baoqing frowned. It was not that he was unmoved, but he said, "There is no extra land. We have arranged all the private land. If we don't grow enough vegetables, what will we eat in the months before the autumn harvest? Just rely on melons."

Vegetables are filling your stomach, so you have to set aside some space to plant sweet potatoes, otherwise there will be no food to eat in the winter. Yams are good, but the yield of yams is not as high as that of sweet potatoes."

Song Hongguo reminded, "What about the front and back of the house? There can always be some land, right? I see that every house in our village has a big yard. If you go around it, there is a lot of land."

Zhao Baoqing was still a little hesitant.

Song Hongguo read a passage to him, "First, allow members to privately raise poultry and livestock, second, restore the private land system, and third, encourage members to use their sporadic time to make full use of scattered idle land, and the harvest is at the discretion of the individual.

Fourth, the scattered trees in front of and behind the house, including bamboo and fruit trees, will still be returned to the members as private property, and members will be rewarded for using the front and back of the house and other abandoned land to grow bamboo, wood and fruit, and whoever grows them will get it."

This was the original quote she collected from the newspaper when she was preparing to plant the row of fruit trees along the courtyard wall. It had an accurate source. She was not making it up. It was an instruction given by the senior leader last year.

It has been published in newspapers, but information dissemination is really lagging behind now, so many people don't even know about it, or they have only heard a few words about it.

Sure enough, you can tell by looking at Zhao Baoqing's expression.

Zhao Baoqing asked in surprise, "Is this all true?"

Song Hongguo smiled and said, "These are all the original words in the newspaper. If you don't believe it, wait until I find last year's old newspaper and show it to you. Didn't our superiors convey it to you?"

Zhao Baoqing shook his head and nodded, "I did say a little bit about private land, raising chickens and pigs, but I didn't say it very clearly. The raising is for free, but not too much. As for land reclamation... I didn't say anything about the front and back of the house.

Yes, it’s also vague, but it would be great if there was such a clear instruction, Hongguo, are you sure? It really won’t be thought of as ‘developing capitalism’, right?”

"No!" Song Hongguo read another passage to him, "Producing more grain is the best policy. We should go back to the corners of the land and have a few apprentices. Whoever sows will reap. No requisition or purchase is required. This is mainly to provide fodder and partly for human consumption.

When restoring private vegetable gardens, we must give appropriate space to our own land. This is also what the big leader said, and he also emphasized that the sideline business and sub-industry of the members' families are necessary supplements to the socialist economy and are small freedoms under the large collective, which should be allowed to develop appropriately.

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The more Zhao Baoqing listened, the more excited he became, "Is there more?"

Song Hongguo thought for a while and then said, "I also said that about raising pigs, both public and private raising should be carried out, with private raising as the mainstay, and we should adopt the policy of lively but not chaotic, manage but not dead, and let go of the rural market trade.

Liven up rural markets without imposing too many restrictions."

"well……"

Seeing that Zhao Baoqing was so excited that he was making unfavorable remarks, Song Hongguo couldn't help but sigh in her heart. This is the helplessness these days. Many policies are not implemented enough and even misinterpreted. She has seen it in her previous life and said that some places

I don’t know how it was conveyed, but at the grassroots level, a lot of things changed their flavor, causing many things that made people feel weird.

Now, she doesn't want to pretend to be confused. After all, if she wants to live here in the future, she can't let some people cause trouble. Anyway, what she just said has a clear source and is said by the big boss. No one will question it.

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After Zhao Baoqing calmed down, she quickly changed the subject, "Uncle, besides yams, I also found something on the mountain."

"What is it?" Zhao Baoqing looked at her now, as if he were looking at a sparkling treasure, and kept asking, "Is it also edible? Did you dig it back? Can you show it to your uncle?"

"Of course!"

Song Hongguo called the two children and led Zhao Baoqing into the gate.

Zhao Baoqing had also been here the day he bought the house. At that time, the yard was full of weeds, and he helped pull them out. Now that he stepped in again, if those rooms didn't look familiar, he would have suspected that he had gone to the wrong place.

, there are wild roses and thorn roses planted along the wall in the front yard. Although they are not rare things and are quite common in the mountains, looking at them like this makes people feel full of vitality, their eyes are full of green, and their hearts feel relaxed and open.

stand up.

Fences and the like are also common, but they look neat and tidy. Walking further in, across the small pond, the front of the main house is even more delicately decorated, especially the two spectacular peony trees, which are like giant open umbrellas and are eye-catching.

eyeball.
Chapter completed!