Finally the meal was served. Cornmeal wheat bran cake, frozen cabbage soup. Just three months ago, when feeding pigs and chickens, in order to add rare elements, cornmeal was mixed with one-fifth of the bran. Today's bran cake is a mixture of corn and wheat bran, which is ground and crushed, and one-fifth of the millet noodles are mixed to increase the adhesion. The color of the cake is between red and yellow, shining with a layer of oil, like a restaurant's hanging oven baked cake.
The children salivated and took a big bite. The taste and texture are dry and moldy and difficult to swallow. Hungry, everyone ate a lot of food in the vegetable soup. I've been drinking porridge for a few days, and it's a dry meal.
Just a month ago, 'there was no food' was just a melancholy concept that flashed in the minds of a few people;
Just a month and a half ago, "What to eat?" What to drink? "It's just Shi Yi and Zhang Yunhe who are sensationalistic guiqi." At that time, people were still jade liquid golden calves difficult to lower the throat;
Just a year ago, every family was still well-off with enough food and clothing, and there was so much food that they had to worry about how to sell it.
After waiting for the tables, the chefs, waiters, and caretakers of the canteen gathered at one table to eat, and they ate very busily, as if there was something big to do.
Sister Gu said: "Everyone is full of food, the craftsmanship is ugly, after eating and drinking some tea, nagging a little close to the mouth, don't go, there is something to discuss." ”
Captain Wang sat in the middle of the restaurant, and Liu Fu sat next to him. Captain Wang said: "Everyone knows that there is no food in the canteen, that is, according to our food standards in these days, I and the administrator have calculated that at most we can persist for ten days." After ten days, will the grain come down? Yesterday, I ran through the brigade and commune for a day and understood an old saying: 'A word enters the government office, and ten cattle cannot drag out'. There has to be a process for the grain to come down. Now there are two paths before us: one is to wait hard in the canteen, and the other is to quietly distribute this surplus grain as some places do, mobilize the enthusiasm of everyone in the family, find a way to save themselves, and if the grain comes, it will be returned or distributed to each family."
Immediately the pot exploded below, buzzing, loud, whispering, and talking.
For a while, Shi Yixian spoke: "I am now like on the threshold of the prison, one foot in the door, one foot outside the door." For the sake of all the young and old, I have one more thing to say. 'Waiting, relying, wanting' is not the way, quickly separate and think of the way to live. The pig arches forward and the chicken goes backwards. Each has its own way of survival. The wind that can revive the wind, the rain that can make the rain. There are ways to help each other. If there is grain from above, it will not be less than anyone's share. Should go first and prepare in advance"
Master Yang, a carpenter, said: "There are two old sayings: one is called 'the tail is too big to fall'. Another phrase is called 'the boat is small and good to turn around'. Break it to pieces, guerrilla tactics, this is the best way to save yourself. Everyone has room to live – patrons, draughts, self-help. Everyone takes care of each other again, and there is no barrier that cannot be crossed."
Several women sobbed quietly.
Captain Wang said: "The country will not ignore us, but we must first find a way to get through these months of difficulties." ”
Old Master Han said, "If you cry, you must have courage." There are poor families, no poor mountains, rowing and pulling to eat for a few days. When I started Kanto with my grandfather, I walked for more than a year, how many meals could I eat? Eat grass roots, bark, wild vegetables, rats. Didn't he also come alive? ”
The horse asked, "Can you make the canteen on the top?" ”
Uncle Zhao said: "The day before yesterday, my nephew passed by here and said that most of the production teams in their Lianhuahu Commune in Jilin Province had secretly divided the canteen and gone home to set up their own stoves. The working group returned to the city. The cadres of the commune and brigade quietly hid, opened one eye, closed one eye, and pretended not to know."
Master Ma of the Wabon Kiln said: "Seize the opportunity, start early, there will be more ways and opportunities for life, which is also to share difficulties with the country." Relieve the worries of the people's cadres. The law does not blame the people, who can do what the whole people do? Something, there are a few of us old on top of it! Rest assured. Don't hesitate any longer, hurry up and find something to eat."
Sister Gu said, "The big canteen's house is not moving, I stay here, who is not willing to share it back, leave his share of grain, I can still make it for him." There are people up there, and I can cope with them. We call this external integration and internal division, which can be gathered and dispersed. Leave room for it".
Old Master Han stood up and faced everyone: "I will make a decision, who is over eighteen years old, agrees to divide, raises his hand, and presses the seal." Everyone raised their hands. Mr. Han said: "In the future, when someone tracks down this matter, we will all be responsible for it - 'points'!" The right hand slapped the table hard, and the water in the teacup rippled out.
Mr. Han, speaking in Emerald Bay has weight. At the time of the land reform, he was the director of the Agricultural Rescue Association. Both sons joined the army. The eldest son was killed in the Battle of Liaoshen. The second son has been fighting all the way to Hainan Island and is now the regimental commander. Every spring festival, the secretary of the township party committee must come to personally offer condolences. He is proud and respected by his neighbors.
Captain Wang said: "It is only to divide the food of the people, and each family should do its own thing." Nothing else. The livestock have no more material, the formation of shifts to take care of, run to the house, give the saliva grass, send back to the horse pen at night, try to keep as much as possible, that is the lifeblood of our peasants, the next year, still rely on them to pull the plough to plant the land."
Everyone said, "It is also necessary to say that the peasants' hearts are the children and the cows and horses."
Liu Fu said: "I am responsible for the cattle and horses, I schedule and manage. ”