Chapter 2244: Late Rice Harvest

In November, when the autumn wind of Yanglan Lake blew, the late rice in Chongjin County finally reached the harvest season.

This year's late rice, due to the favorable weather after the flood and not much rain, plus the fact that Su Xinghui contacted a batch of chemical fertilizers this year and had technicians guide the farmers to use them reasonably, the growth of this year's late rice had been very good, and a bumper harvest was in sight.

Su Xinghui also specially went to Jingbao Village on this day to attend the reaping ceremony there. The reaping ceremony had always been a traditional program in Jingbao Village, which was to hold a ceremony when the rice began to be harvested, with a respected elder in the village announcing the start of reaping, and then everyone would begin to harvest.

This year's early rice was severely affected by the disaster and had no yield, and because it had to be harvested urgently, no reaping ceremony was held. Now that the late rice was going to have a bumper harvest, it was not so urgent to harvest, and it was the last reaping ceremony for Jingbao Village, so they naturally wanted to hold such a ceremony.

Jingbao Village specially invited Su Xinghui to let Su Xinghui attend their reaping ceremony, and Su Xinghui readily agreed.

Arriving at Jingbao Village, Su Xinghui saw patches of golden yellow in the rice fields here. As the autumn wind blew, waves of rice rose and fell. This scene was simply beautiful. He stood on the ridge of the field and observed the rice at close range. The rice ears were very full and golden in color, and the rice ears were all drooping. A bumper harvest was certain.

This year's late rice, in addition to the good use of chemical fertilizers, also had fewer pests and diseases. Only when various factors were combined did the late rice have such good growth.

The farmers of Jingbao Village all gathered by the ridge of the field, holding sickles in their hands, waiting for the reaping ceremony to end so they could go down to the field to harvest. Their faces were filled with joy. In all the years they had been farming, they had never seen such good rice.

Several village cadres and village elders gathered around Su Xinghui. They welcomed Su Xinghui's arrival and also sincerely thanked Su Xinghui. If it weren't for Su Xinghui, how could they have such good rice!

Su Xinghui said, "Congratulations to everyone, the late rice has a bumper harvest!"

The village director said, "County Magistrate Su, this is all thanks to your blessing!"

Old Man Chen, the oldest person in the village, said, "County Magistrate Su, today's reaping, you should make the first cut!"

Old Man Chen was already over eighty years old and was highly respected in Jingbao Village. In previous reaping ceremonies, this first cut was always made by him, but today he took the initiative to say that Su Xinghui should make the first cut. Su Xinghui hurriedly said, "Old Man Chen, this won't do, you should still make the first cut."

Old Man Chen walked a bit shakily and said, "County Magistrate Su, look at my old cold legs, I can't stand in the field anymore. Besides, the life we have today is all brought by you. What won't do? If you don't make the first cut, no one is qualified!"

Everyone also said to Su Xinghui, "Yes, County Magistrate Su, today's first cut must be made by you."

Su Xinghui could not refuse, so he could only take the sickle handed over by Old Man Chen, took off his shoes and socks, and went down to the field. He was not unfamiliar with this work. When he was a child at his aunt's house, he had helped his aunt's family harvest rice. Although it was mostly for fun at that time, he had done this work after all.

Therefore, Su Xinghui's posture holding the sickle looked quite decent.

Old Man Chen shouted with full breath, "Start reaping!"

Su Xinghui made a cut with the sickle. Following Su Xinghui's cut, all the farmers went down to their own fields like a tide and began to harvest.

Su Xinghui was just doing it for show, of course, the people in the village would not take it seriously and let him work. Someone immediately helped Su Xinghui onto the ridge, brought water for him to wash his hands and feet, and put his shoes and socks back on.

Old Man Chen smiled and said, "County Magistrate Su, did you do this work before?"

Su Xinghui nodded and said, "When I was a child, I went to my aunt's house to play and helped her family harvest rice."

Old Man Chen said, "I thought so, County Magistrate Su's way of using the sickle looks very decent."

Su Xinghui smiled and said, "Old Man Chen, how many jin do you think one mu of this rice can harvest today?" ===== CHAPTER 2246 =====