Chapter 65: A Typhoon Comes

Qiao Jiayue looked at the mushroom in front of her, then looked at Qiao Hongzhi's expectant look, and frowned slightly: "I don't recognize these, what do you do for me?"

"Forehead......" Qiao Hongzhi was speechless for a while, he picked so many mushrooms excitedly, and he didn't think too much about it, so he asked his sister for credit first.

He has already found out, and pleasing his sister, there is a good chance that there will be something delicious.

Qiao Hongyuan walked over and took a look, "We don't know any of these, and we don't know what will go wrong if we eat them, so throw them away." ”

The corners of Qiao Hongzhi's mouth drooped suddenly, sullen, and he was happy in vain.

"I know a kind of mushroom called thunder mushroom, which tastes very delicious, big brother can try to find it. ”

Qiao Jiayue's impression is that there is such a white mushroom, which grows after thunder and rain, and the taste is very delicious.

No matter how you cook this mushroom, it tastes so good that you want to swallow your tongue too.

"I know, if there were, I would have let the adults rob it up a long time ago, and it would not be our turn. Qiao Hong said happily, "They are generally in the old places, and those places are remembered by others, and they have been guarded early." ”

"If we can't eat it now, we will eat it in the future, and if we can grow it, we won't eat as much as we want. Qiao Hongyuan said lightly, "I told you to read more books on weekdays." ”

"I went to the cafeteria. Qiao Hongzhi said that he didn't want to hear it, so he ran out as he spoke.

The mushrooms in his hand were not thrown away, and he was going to ask Grandma Lian, who was the most experienced.

However, all the mushrooms in Qiao Hongzhi's hand were thrown away, and Gao Yulian said that he couldn't eat them, so he definitely couldn't eat them.

As the temperature rises and there is plenty of rain, the fast-growing wild vegetables grow like something they have eaten, and they spread throughout the day.

The food rations of the members have increased, everyone is very happy, and their enthusiasm for work has increased a lot.

Qiao Jiayue heard Qiao's father say that the seedlings in the seedling field had come out, so she pulled Qiao Hongliang to see what was going on.

They squatted on the edge of the ridge, looking at the knuckle-length seedling that emerged from the water, like the tip of a needle, and occasionally a dragonfly swept by, staying on the seedling, fluttering its embroidered wings, a picture full of life.

Qiao Jiayue took a look, not to mention 100% of the germination rate, at least more than 95%, and the seeds purchased by the system did not pit her.

Just in case, she still gave a blessing to the seedlings of the whole team.

Although there are people watching the rice fields, no one dares to guarantee that they are foolproof.

Qiao's father and Qiao's mother wrote a letter and asked Chen Dongfang to deliver it to the post office when he went to the commune for a meeting.

There was nothing wrong with the letter, but the envelope, which was double-layered with sesame-sized seeds, was not easily detected.

In the seventh month of the new calendar, there were often meetings on the commune's side, and Chen Dongfang and Qiao Yibing took turns to go, and every time they came back, their faces were not very good.

It is said that other areas have been severely affected, and the wild vegetables are all gone, and there is a double steaming method of grain to coax the belly.

Fast-growing wild vegetables have spread, but the whole country is so big, and not all low-level cadres will support it, so there are still places where the shadow of fast-growing wild vegetables is not seen.

Recently, however, the Commune has held frequent meetings, talking about the matter of public grain, and it is necessary to collect it according to the quantity, mobilize the major teams to do the final work, and not be passive and neglectful, and so on.

And every time Chen Dongfang or Qiao Yibing came back, he would convene a meeting of the members of the brigade, once or twice, everyone was still interested, and after many times, everyone was tired, and what the cadres of the brigade said was the wind in their ears, and they forgot it after that.

In terms of weather forecast, a new typhoon is already approaching, and according to the route of this trip, it will definitely make landfall, and it will hit Min Province and the neighboring Zhe Province, and the speed of the wind has been jumping up.

Looking at the blood red, Qiao's father was terrified, and commanded the members of the fourth team to cut ferns, pick wild vegetables, and repair the roof after a day's work.

However, one day, some members of the fourth team, led by Qiao Zhengshu and several others, shouted at Qiao's father, saying that he was blindly commanding and asked him to give up the position of the production captain of the fourth team.

Qiao's father racked his brains and was busy with how to survive this typhoon, but he didn't expect these fools to drag their feet over there.

He was so angry that he immediately asked the canteen to deduct the rations of the troublemakers, and since he was full and had the strength to make trouble, he was still hungry.

Gao Yulian also looked down on Qiao Zhengshu and the others, and raised her hands in agreement with the deduction of rations.

Now at this time, as soon as they heard about the deduction of rations, some of them quietly retreated with their tails between their legs, but some of them did not admit their mistakes, and they also made trouble with Chen Dongfang and Qiao Yibing.

Qiao Yibing listened to the commune talk about the public food task every day, and he was under a lot of pressure, and he had a belly of fire in his stomach, and now this group of people sent it to him by himself, and immediately used them as a punching bag, and scolded him fiercely.

Qiao Zhengshu and the others did not get the support of Qiao Yibing and Chen Dongfang, and after being hungry twice, they had to bow their heads.

But this matter became a thorn, and it made Qiao Zhengshu and others feel uncomfortable when they thought about it.

Within two days, Lu Aijun came to deliver quicklime, and Qiao's father vaguely mentioned a few words to him, especially asking him to pay attention to the landslide of the Changshan Brigade.

Lu Aijun was stunned, he didn't expect Qiao's father to remind himself of this, there was no sign of a typhoon recently!

He didn't doubt Qiao's father's words, but people have special channels, and there is absolutely no reason to cheat his family.

"How serious is this typhoon?" asked Lu Aijun tentatively.

"At least half of the roof of the brigade is going to be scraped off. Father Qiao wiped his face tiredly, the function of the weather forecast is amazing, there is absolutely nothing wrong with it.

Lu Aijun gasped, "I'll go to the county seat to inquire." "What is the concept of blowing away half of the roof of the brigade, the wind is so strong that I can't imagine it, and the rice in the field can't be saved at all this time.

Now the rice is still green, but when the typhoon comes, the rice lodging and the rice ears are soaked in water, and they are basically completely destroyed.

In the same team, the production team is actually staring at each other, Qiao's father did it on the first day, okay, the other teams are watching jokes, but after several days in a row, the other teams can't sit still.

Everyone has a mentality, what is the purpose of what people do this, if they don't follow it, will they miss it, and will they suffer a big loss?

So Father Qiao didn't try to persuade the other three teams, he understood.

Like Qiao Zhenghuo is an exception, he has the intention of watching jokes all the time, but part of the power in his hands is on the elders in the family, and as soon as the elders speak, he must not follow them.

With the current technology, it is impossible to monitor the typhoon at all, and Lu Aijun went to the county seat to find nothing.

Therefore, the wind blew relatively suddenly, and the dark clouds in the sky gathered quickly, and for a moment the sky felt dark, and everyone saw that it was terrible, a typhoon was coming.

This time is obviously different from the previous days, everyone is very nervous, and experienced old people say that this typhoon will not be small.

The wind speed was slowly increasing, and the leaves, debris, and dust were blown all over the sky, and the trees shook violently.

This kind of weather lasted until the next day, the wind speed continued to increase, and everyone was afraid to let the child go out, and the thinner adults would be blown back several steps, and it was not impossible for the child to be blown away.

Under the guidance of Qiao's father, the canteen distributed the calculated three-day rations to each family, and at the same time reminded the members not to go out, close the doors and windows, and pay attention to safety.