In 1959, what's wrong with me pedaling a tricycle?

The next day, Wang Xingguo went out and found a secluded spot, then took his bicycle and entered the space.

He began stringing the marinated pork together with straw, built a frame with water bamboo, and then used his spatial powers to create wind, blowing it continuously over the pile of pork.

He needed cured pork and sausages because there was no fresh pork coming out. Cured pork and sausages were less noticeable because railway workers could bring some back from other places.

Well, because Guangdong supplies goods to Hong Kong, there's a lot of cured pork and sausage in the region.

The prices are still outrageously expensive, and ordinary people still can't afford them, but they do indeed have cured pork and sausages.

Moreover, unlike many inland provinces, Guangdong and Guangxi do not have a one-size-fits-all restriction on private poultry and livestock farming.

In order to stabilize exports of goods to Hong Kong and obtain valuable foreign exchange to import military and industrial supplies in short supply.

Guangdong and Guangxi have long implemented a policy of promoting both public and private livestock farming, encouraging every household to raise pigs, chickens, and ducks.

Even though livestock exports remained relatively stable, Guangdong and Guangxi were still deeply mired in food shortages.

In 1959, Guangdong and Guangxi provinces suffered from a large-scale and prolonged drought, with large areas of paddy fields drying up and crops in various places experiencing a significant reduction in yield.

In 1960, the entire region suffered from a drought followed by a large-scale locust plague. Coastal areas were hit by successive strong typhoons, and seawater intrusion damaged farmland, resulting in severe crop losses.

In 1961, Guangdong and Guangxi provinces once again experienced flooding during the flood season, and typhoons made frequent landfalls, causing crops to suffer damage again.

Despite the severe hardship faced by the people of Guangdong and Guangxi due to years of disasters, hundreds of thousands of workers, soldiers, and researchers from the two provinces responded to the national call and went to secret units such as the Northwest Gobi nuclear test site, hiding their identities.

Under strict confidentiality regulations, they could not reveal the details of their work to their families for decades, resulting in prolonged isolation from loved ones. They missed their children's growth and lost the opportunity to spend time with their families, making a long-term sacrifice in their lives.

Looking back on the journey of developing nuclear weapons and satellites, Guangxi delivered the first uranium ore for China's nuclear industry, laying the foundation for my country's development of atomic bombs.

Countless people gathered together and found uranium mines in the deep mountains of northern Guangdong, providing two-thirds of the nuclear material for the Republic's first atomic bomb.

Generation after generation of talented individuals and construction workers from Guangdong and Guangxi have continuously flocked to the desert to build experimental sites. The coastal areas of South China have also consistently allocated nutritional supplements, various important military components, and large quantities of industrial materials to the Northwest, silently safeguarding national defense.

(While writing this, I happened to be researching historical materials. I have no other intention than to share this story, as many people may not know about it. The development of China's nuclear weapons and satellites was a miracle achieved through the concerted efforts and selfless sacrifices of countless predecessors across the country. In the difficult circumstances of scarcity of resources and technological blockade, these predecessors from various provinces, speaking different dialects, crossed mountains and seas to gather in one place, dedicating their lives to the goal of building a strong nation. This path of unity and self-reliance is exceptionally difficult to replicate. The author feels genuinely proud to have such great predecessors!)

Wang Xingguo returned home. Li Xiuping had just returned from delivering nutritional supplements. She carried Wang Jianhua on her back in a swaddle. The little guy was babbling happily, which almost melted Wang Xingguo's heart.

Wang Xingguo helped untie the strap, lifted Wang Jianhua up, and teased the little guy who was waving his little hands around.

Li Xiuping said with a smile, "Honey, I've distributed all the things, so please don't be angry."

Wang Xingguo raised an eyebrow and asked, "What's wrong? Why am I angry?"

Ignoring the heat, Li Xiuping hugged Wang Xingguo's waist and said ingratiatingly, "Professor Deng's family is lacking nutritional supplements, Expert Feng's child is pitifully thin, and Grandma Li is also terribly thin..."

Wang Xingguo wasn't angry after hearing this. Although his simple-minded wife had distributed everything, she had left only three jin of rice, two jin of flour, half a jin of pork, and one jin of eggs for the family.

Most of the items were distributed to relatives and friends, or to members of the Wang family, and most were given to the families of experts who needed them.

Wang Xingguo understood his wife's kindness and said there was nothing to criticize. He had retrieved his things, and she could do whatever she wanted with them.

He said to Li Xiuping, "Wife, don't you feel bad about giving away so many things?"

Li Xiuping said earnestly, "It hurts, but there's nothing I can do. Although I don't understand many principles, I know that those in classified units are busy with important national affairs. Our family has your food ration, and you're always on business trips so you don't eat much, so we won't go hungry. But it's different for them. Those experts are no longer allowed to take their food home; instead, they have to eat three meals a day at their units."

Those older women and grandmothers are so thin. They love our son so much. Aunt Deng used to give me all her milk candy, saying it was good for my health. When I see these good things, I want to save more for the family, but then I think about how much they need them, so I can't save too much. Honey, you're not angry with me, are you?

Wang Xingguo lowered his head and kissed his wife's cheek, smiling as he said, "Silly wife, how could I be angry? As long as you're happy, nothing else matters."

Li Xiuping nodded repeatedly and said, "That's good. I'm very happy. I feel like I'm doing the same thing as you. You're contributing to the country outside, and I'm taking care of our own family at home, and also helping out a little bit with everyone else's family. Isn't that also contributing to the country?"

Wang Xingguo laughed heartily and said to her, "It counts!"

We had braised pork for dinner. Although there wasn't much, the rare delicacy made the whole family very happy.

After dinner, Wang Xingguo visited Li Zhong and told him about his recent situation.

Of course, due to confidentiality regulations, Wang Xingguo will not talk too much about work, only saying that he will be quite busy with work recently and will spend less time at home.

Li Zhong told him to abide by the rules, pay attention to safety, and not to worry about his family, as he would take good care of them.

That's what they say, but Wang Xingguo couldn't rely on this Grandpa Li, after all, he was a selfless person.

After leaving the Li family, Wang Xingguo returned home, took a shower, and then went to play with his son.

The seven-day holiday passed in the blink of an eye.

Wang Xingguo returned to his workplace with his backpack on.

The next morning, Wang Xingguo received a mission notification: a supplies escort mission, this time for daily necessities, a routine task for the Fourth Section.

He glanced at the schedule, then called to his two subordinates who were in line, giving them half a day to prepare, and told them to depart promptly at 7 p.m.

He didn't make any preparations himself; he lived in a dormitory and could only go home during holidays.

He didn't need a food ration; Li Xiuping would buy his ration with the receipts, so his food could stay at home and he wouldn't go hungry because there wasn't enough food.

In the evening, after checking and verifying the supplies, Wang Xingguo led his men to sit in the vehicle and wait for departure.

This time it was supplies, and only one platoon of People's Liberation Army soldiers were escorting the vehicle.

Half an hour later, the train slowly started moving and officially began its journey.

Actually, escorting supplies is more arduous. The vehicles have to stop at every station, and the escorts cannot get off; they need to keep a close eye on the supplies throughout the entire journey.

The supplies being transported this time were grain, which filled two railcars. Once they reached Daheyan, at least thirty trucks would be needed to transport them.

This is destined to be a tough battle, because with so many cars, breakdowns are inevitable. So what usually takes thirteen or fourteen hours may take even longer this time.