Among my peers, many of their parents have experienced going to the mountains and countryside, that is, going to the countryside to join the queue and settle down.
However, some of them are farmers, but they live a quasi-military life in the Production and Construction Corps.
Their situation is different from that of joining the queue.
There is a big difference between educated youth.
In the early days of the Sending to the Mountains and Countryside Movement, many production and construction corps were established across the country, and a large number of educated youths went to these production and construction corps to participate in farming.
Although the Production and Construction Corps has the function of farming, it is not a regular army.
It also has the task of arranging employment for urban unemployed youth and preparing for war.
My father participated in such a production and construction corps.
Every time I recall him, he has endless stories to tell.
I like to listen to him talking about these things after dinner.
One of the stories about touching melons is particularly memorable to me.
My father said that the corps he joined was in Beidahuang.
The days when he first joined the corps were particularly unaccustomed.
Because of the remote location, his spare time life was also very boring.
Not only was the work every day very hard, but once the farming season came, even the " The "eight major members" (accountant, cashier, statistician, clerk, teacher, custodian, sales agent and director) all had to go to Datian.
Of course, the chief clerk is responsible for delivering meals.
Summer hoeing must be carried out on a sunny day with the scorching sun in the sky.
The roots of the weeds that have been dug out will not come back to life after being exposed to the sun.
It is really "the day of hoeing is at noon, and sweat drips from the soil."
In that endless field, they were lined up in a row, each person had a ridge, waving their hoes and moving forward step by step.
Sometimes we can't reach the land until noon.
At the end of the day, people are so exhausted that all the parts of their body seem to be no longer their own, so everyone goes to bed as early as possible after dinner.
At that time, everyone slept in a bunk bed.
The so-called bunk bed was to set up shelves from one side of the house to the other, and then spliced the wooden boards together to form a big bed.
Everyone put their luggage on it and opened it to sleep at night.
People were next to each other. one.
The work began to be intense during the busy farming season, and everyone quickly fell asleep at night.
There was only one little comrade named Liu who was an individual.
He would get up every night after everyone went to bed, touch their heads one by one, and play them lightly.
At first, everyone thought it was a joke and didn't pay much attention to it, but over time, they also I can't help but have opinions about him.
One time after returning home at night, a comrade said to him: "Xiao Liu, can you be more honest at night and stop causing trouble and affecting other people's rest?"
Xiao Liu scratched his hair, his face was extremely blank, and he looked completely unaware.
It seemed that everyone was confused, so they told the matter in person, and then listened to Xiao Liu's memories of the night, and they all broke out in a cold sweat.
It turned out that Xiao Liu said that every night he dreamed of harvesting watermelons in the fields of his hometown, touching and flicking them, and if they were ripe, he would cut them off with a sickle.
It was strange that there were no ripe watermelons after checking for several days.
This scared everyone.
Fortunately, he didn't feel mature, otherwise a murder would have occurred while sleepwalking
.
: