Rebirth in 1970, My Yield Shocked the Whole Country

Reborn in 1972, I became a devolved person living in a cowshed. My little sister was so hungry that she picked grasshoppers out of cornmeal to eat. The director of the Revolutionary Committee forced me to sign a confession. I sown the first handful of hybrid rice seeds on the barren salt-alkali flats. The whole village laughed: "Is this nerd crazy? Can crops grow on saline-alkali land?" Until the heavy ears of rice crushed the field ridges, the provincial jeeps drove into the village one after another. Director Zhao held the red-headed document, his hands shaking like chaff: "Comrade Xu, Xu Qingshan... Your rice seed yield of 800 kilograms per acre has alarmed Beijing!" At this moment, I was looking at the blood-stained notes left by my mother. On the last page, it says: "The person who harmed me is Zhao Yongge. The real murderer is..." In this life, I want my family to eat enough white rice. We also want those murderers hiding in the shadows to kneel before their mother's grave.