Chapter 31 Article 29: Forty million catties of rice fed to voles

The location of the farm brigade is called Anzhi, so the farm is called Anzhi Farm. In Mongolian, Anzhi means Muniugang.The reclaimed land has two thousand directions (fifty mu in each direction, which is the unit for calculating the area in the Northeast), that is, nearly 100,000 mu of land. When I was transferred back to work in the rice fields, it was already late September. The water in the fields had been drained, and some grasses that withered early had turned yellow. Naturally, the whole audience is ready to harvest, plan, and the harvest must be finished in five days. The question is when to start.The technicians of the production team tried their best to advocate early harvesting, but the committee opposed it. The reason was that the grain filling was insufficient. If the grains were cut earlier, the grains of the rice would be small, which would naturally affect the yield. It is estimated that the weather will not change, and we can strive for a few more days.

Naturally, we acted according to the decision of the Italian Committee. The decision was to start harvesting on October 2 and to have a holiday on October 1. Let us have a good rest first. It was already quite cold on October 1st, and I had to wear a padded jacket in the morning. What impressed me deeply was that I didn’t know it was so cold. When I went out and chatted with people, I pressed my hand on a gasoline can. Who knew that when I lifted it up, my skin was frozen On the iron sheet, when he lifted it suddenly, the skin on the fingers and the palm of the hand was torn off in several places, and the pain was unbearable.

God is really a prank, the sun is shining in the morning, but at noon, the north wind howls, and the clouds are dense. In the afternoon, it starts to snow heavily. The block fell straight down! This is really a serious matter. At this moment, there is a lot of fear, and the fear is that it will snow. The urgent order is: everyone goes to the field to rob and cut as much as they can.Naturally, the original celebration party could not be held.Originally, at the party, there was a show of picking tea and fluttering butterflies, and I was the butterfly. So far, of course I have not picked tea and went to harvest rice.

Fortunately, the tools are ready, and they head straight to the rice fields, regardless of which team they belong to. They pick the closest ones first, and all of a sudden, in the rice fields, there are crowds of people, and the wind blows the snow. I couldn't open it, I cut it, I was lucky, it was not dark yet, the snow was already higher than my calf, and it seemed that there was really no way to cut it down, so I called gold and quit. This heavy snowfall lasted for two or three days. On the windward side of the house, the snow was as high as the roof. Even on the leeward side, when the door was opened the next morning, I was shocked. The high snow, like an alien monster, invaded at once.

When the snow stopped, as far as the eye could see, nothing but white was still white. The snow more than one meter deep covered all the crops, and naturally they couldn't be harvested. The decision of the brigade is: forget it this year, and start mowing when the snow melts next year, which is the same.This abacus is really good. After all, it will be the same if it is reaped next year. There was a lot of snow that year, one after another, the snow became deeper and deeper, and when it was discovered that something was wrong, it started with a few incredibly large voles caught in the trap.

Voles are already quite big, no matter how big they are, they can never be as big as rabbits, but the few voles caught are really fat like rabbits, and their movements are not as agile as normal voles.In a few days, I found more of the same vole, which was slow to move in the snow, and I could catch it almost as soon as I caught it. The meat of the voles is smooth and plump, very delicious, and naturally everyone catches it, and the fur is smooth and smooth, so it is handed over to someone who can tan the skin, and it is purchased by a native product company. All of a sudden, everyone was inexplicably happy. The slaughtered voles, which can’t be eaten up, can be roasted on the stove at any time when they are air-dried, and the fragrance will overflow. A thick layer of oil will fall into the fire, sizzling, and it will come. Sending strong baijiu is a match made in heaven.

Just when everyone was in high spirits, someone finally thought of a question: what did the voles eat to grow so fat? The answer to this question is naturally not difficult to find: it is the two thousand rice that has not been harvested on the ground under the snow cover! Organized a small team, opened the snow and saw that the ears of rice had long since disappeared, and they were all eaten by voles.Two thousand fields of rice in Anzhi Farm were fed to the voles. The earth-shattering news spread, and people who heard the news came to catch the voles. I don’t know how many people came to catch the voles. It is impossible to count how many voles were captured. However, after catching field mice and soaking them to death, they had to be pulled by a whole carriage. I have seen it more than once.

There were not so many voles in Anzhi in the first place. Most of them were voles with a radius of hundreds of miles. They knew that there was a lot of rice to eat here, so they came here when they heard the news. Counting the harvested rice, each mu can produce more than 400 catties of millet, counting it as 400 catties per mu, 100,000 mu, 40 million catties of millet, just one winter, feeding voles, No wonder the field mouse is as fat as a rabbit. Later, the brigade head scientifically proposed that voles not only eat food, but also store food, and encourage everyone to dig vole holes to get some food back.

Someone has found the field mouse hole, and there are indeed stored rice grains in it, but who will hand it over?Grind it by myself, and the field mouse cooks brown rice, which is nutritious and delicious. I have tasted a lot of meals, which have a unique flavor, and I still miss it.