Jiakang is a dignified college student, but he worked as a financial assistant in the commune, which is also condescending.

But in the current situation, I don't know how many people can't arrange jobs after graduation.

At least Jiakang has a job, and he is still in front of his parents, which is not bad.

Fortunately, Jiakang has a calm temperament and can think openly, so he does not feel uncomfortable because he returned to work in the commune.

On the contrary, Jiakang felt that he had returned to the commune just because he had learned something.

He himself learned the aspect of agriculture and forestry specialties, and he could just think about leading the big guys to develop and operate, so that the Daying Commune would get better and better.

Jiakang did not become depressed because of his work at the grassroots level, but took the initiative to use his brains to find a way to add some more ways to make money to the commune.

He had practiced in a ginseng field before, and he had seen ginseng planted in the ginseng field with his own eyes, and he had also seen those ginseng households in Donggang planting ginseng.

So I mentioned to Han Yunhong that it was better for Daying Commune to try to grow ginseng and have more economic income.

Han Yunhong also came to his senses when he heard this, and the operation over the years made him know that if he wants to get rich, it is not enough to rely on farming and collecting grain, and he must achieve a variety of operations.

There is no industrial base on the Daying side, and there is no industrial production, so we can only find a way to do it from agriculture.

Try to open up new areas and achieve the goal of increasing income.

Ginseng is a precious medicinal material, everyone knows that it is valuable, Han Yunhong pondered a few years ago, and wanted to open a ginseng field in Daying to grow ginseng.

However, because there is no way to understand technology, this idea has not been realized.

It happened that Jiakang brought it up, and the two of them had the same idea.

So Han Yunhong discussed the specific implementation rules with Jiakang, and then reported to the higher authorities, asking for permission from the higher authorities to open a forest to grow ginseng.

In April of '66, the county passed a plan on the area and timber used for garden ginseng planting and the 33-year forest ginseng rotation area and timber use.

Each commune has a part of the right to use the forest land, and this is very easy to do, just write a document and report it to the superiors.

The county is making a lot of noise now, where is there anyone who cares about this? Han Yunhong went to the county to find the relevant departments, and directly stamped the seal.

After spring ploughing, Jiakang took people into the mountains and chose a woodland that was more suitable for planting ginseng.

According to this year's planting plan, about two or three acres of broad-leaved forest were harvested.

Ginseng planting is also particular, when it is harvested and planted, otherwise it will run away from the sun, resulting in insufficient soil fertility and easy to develop pests and diseases.

In the first year of planting ginseng in Daying Commune, because it was not sure whether the ginseng planting seeds were enough, Jiakang only planned to plant 50 zhang, which was about one acre of land.

After a few years, you can keep your own seeds and cultivate, and you can plant more.

No one in the commune understands this, they all point to Jiakang, and they can't see anyone in Jiakang's busy days and nights.

Qiao Lian saw that Jiakang was so busy, and she didn't feel uncomfortable or depressed at all, so she was finally relieved.

When the children are older, let them toss and turn.

Now that the eldest and second have jobs, they are all working hard, and she doesn't need to care too much.

It's the third Jiahe, Qiaolian always feels that this child has been mysterious recently, as if he came back from work every day after dinner, and he stayed in the West House and didn't come out.

"Fourth, do you know what your third brother has been doing lately?

How can I see, the lights are still on in your house at night, are you and the fifth child doing homework, or is your third brother reading? ”

Qiaolian was a little uneasy, and when she was going back from school that day, she secretly asked Jiasheng Jiaxiang.

"Mom, it's my third brother, he's writing at night, and he's writing late every day.

We wanted to see it, but he wouldn't let us, and as soon as we got closer, he chased us. ”

Eleven-year-old Justsun is in the fifth grade this fall, and Principal Feng of Daying Primary School is very strict with the children, and he is not allowed to delay classes for a day.

So none of these little hairy children can run out to talk, and they are all studying honestly in school.

When Qiao Lian heard this, her heart chuckled.

It's bad, isn't Jiahe, this leather kid not sleeping at night, writing big-character posters? If that's the case, you're dead.

Qiao Lian took a deep breath and tried to stabilize her emotions.

Before she figured out the situation, she still had to stabilize her position, and she couldn't mess up first.

Let's see what Jiahe is doing in the evening, and talk to Jiahe about it.

Qiao Lian was restless all afternoon, and almost made all the rice when cooking, but fortunately there was Yushu, and she finally ate dinner peacefully.

After dinner, Qiao Lian waited patiently until a few of the little ones had fallen asleep, and then pushed open the Westinghouse door.

Sure enough, the lights in the Westinghouse were still on.

On the row of bookshelves in the Westinghouse, in addition to a few scattered math language books, there are a few quotations.

Originally, the bookshelf was full of books, but as early as when the children stopped school, Qiaolian put them all away.

Don't look at the calm of Daying Commune at the moment, but who dares to say how long this calm can last?

Qiaolian is not stupid, she has already received all the books in the portable warehouse, and told the children to put them in the cellar.

Although the children did not understand their mother's actions, they did not have any opinions.

After all, such a long experience has confirmed that everything my mother does has deep meaning and is the most correct choice.

So the children didn't have a word, and Qiaolian handled anything at home.

At this moment, Jiahe was sitting in front of the desk, with the lamp on, writing hard there, and he didn't know what he was writing.

Qiao Lian's steps were light, barely making a sound, and she slowly approached behind Jiahe, and then looked at the paper.

At this time, Jiahe seemed to notice something and turned back coldly.

"Mom, why did you get in? There was no movement at all, which startled me. ”

When Jiahe saw Qiaolian, he smiled, not panicked, but a little surprised.

"I've been looking at your house for the past few days, and it seems that the lights are turned off quite late, and I don't know what you're busy with, so I'll come and have a look tonight.

What is this written? Can you show me? Qiao Lian actually looked down on herself at this time.

In the past, he always shouted to give the children freedom, absolutely not to interfere in the children's affairs, and not to inquire into the children's privacy.

But when it came to the real chapter, she found that many things were easy to shout slogans, but too difficult to do.

For example, now, if she didn't figure out what Jiahe was writing at night, she wouldn't want to sleep well tonight.

Because this is likely to involve Jiahe's future, she can't let Jiahe mess around, if she leaves a stain, it will really ruin her future.

So knowing that the child would be disgusted, Qiaolian still stepped forward to see what Jiahe wrote.

didn't want Jiahe to hide or hide, but generously handed the stack of papers to Qiaolian.

"Mom, I didn't write anything, this is the lyrics that I helped Wanying write.

Isn't she singing? A while ago, they asked me to help write some lyrics. ”