Du Yueping came to the Alpine Brigade, and the happiest person was Qiao Hongzhi, who excitedly pulled his little friends and chattered non-stop.

Seeing this, Qiao's father simply let Qiao Hongzhi take a half-day vacation, let him and Du Yueping go to the commune, and go to the supply and marketing cooperatives to buy some salt by the way.

After eating, the family enjoyed the cool in the hall, and the wind blew through the hall, which was still relatively comfortable.

It was too hot outside, all the plants and trees were wilted in the sun, and there was no energy, and some plants didn't even survive and just died.

Du Yueping took out all the things he brought as if offering a treasure and divided them one by one.

"I've brought these with me, so you're welcome. ”

Qiao Jiayue glanced at it, in addition to malt cream, toffee, lard candy and other foods, there were also things like chapters, green military uniforms and other things, and at the bottom of the bag, there was a well-preserved quotation.

"Yue Ping, tell me what you saw and heard on the road. Qiao's father said coldly, "The radio has been useless lately, and I don't know what it's like outside." ”

Du Yueping's expression, which was still a little excited, suddenly turned cold, and some things really couldn't tell whether they were right or wrong.

"I feel quite chaotic, and it's not like I used to post a newspaper, and I'm using force to ......" After a pause, Du Yueping lowered his voice.

"Some people are hot-blooded and go too far, and I've seen people who can't stand the blow and commit suicide, and no one can interfere with these things. ”

He didn't dare to get involved, but he saw from a distance that after the man committed suicide, those people gathered around there and celebrated loudly, saying things like a good death and eliminating harm for the people.

He couldn't understand such a thing, could it be that just because of his birth, he deserved to die?

Qiao Hongzhi didn't expect Du Yueping to have seen such a scene, just now he said that he was smiling, where can he see it?

"It's okay, it won't happen again. He hugged Du Yueping.

Father Qiao couldn't help frowning, has it reached this level outside?

Qiao's mother looked at the blue and black under Du Yueping's eyes, I am afraid that she has not slept well these days, "That's it, Yue Ping, you go to send the telegram and go to Granny Lan's when you come back." ”

"Ah, I'm not sick?" Du Yueping looked at Qiao's mother suspiciously.

Then he lowered his head again, "Granny Lan still has to pay attention, I saw a blind fortune teller over there, and someone also found out." ”

He felt very sick when he remembered that blind old man had fallen to the ground, been insulted and trampled on.

"It's okay, you go and see, it's okay on our brigade. Father Qiao reassured, if you really want to mobilize the people, the commune will naturally notify the brigade, and there is always a solution.

"Alright then, I hope I don't cause trouble for Granny Lan. ”

Granny Lan is a midwife and barefoot doctor in the Alpine Brigade, and the old man's association has more skills, so she still has to hide other things.

Who in the brigade has not received the favor of Granny Lan? Therefore, some words and things must be thought about before they are spoken.

Du Yueping and Qiao Hongzhi went to the commune to send a telegram, bought salt, and went to Granny Lan first when they came back.

Granny Lan glanced at Du Yueping and patted his head gently, "It's good to go back and get a good night's sleep, at a young age, where do you have so many things." ”

Du Yueping was pulled away by Qiao Hongzhi with a confused expression, "That's it?"

"Granny Lan said that you will be fine if you get a good night's sleep, that is definitely true. Qiao Hongzhi said with an affirmative face.

"Is that so?" Du Yueping was skeptical.

After he woke up from a sleep, he felt that the whole person was indeed much more relaxed, and he didn't have nightmares, is it really just a psychological effect?

A few days after Du Yueping arrived, the double robbery began.

Even if the harvest of early rice is not good, we cannot give up on late rice, and no one knows whether it will rain or continue to dry in the second half of the year.

In previous years, people didn't want typhoons, but this year, people want typhoons to come, and when a typhoon comes, it often means a lot of precipitation.

There were almost no rice fish in the field, and in the pond in the brigade, the big ones were also caught, and the small ones were kept.

In short, in the first half of the year, there was a lot of loss of rice fish alone, and it is difficult to say whether the fry can be recovered.

If the drought continues and the pond dries up, then these small fish can only be dried into small fish.

The weather was too hot, and I didn't pick up water for irrigation in the next few days, and the rice fields were basically dry.

In a dry field, the dust of the straw is big, and when it moves, the dust and grass clippings stick to the face and neck, not to mention how itchy it is.

Scratching the hand, sweating first-class, are all kinds of red roads, but everyone has long been accustomed to it, and they don't have the heart to care at all.

Qiao Jiayue stepped on the hard ground, rolled down the rice stubble, and found that the foot feeling was different from before, and found that the color was gray, and the quality of the straw was not good, and there were many grass clippings in the threshing machine.

These straws can't even rub grass ropes, let alone give them to cattle, and the final end is to burn them to ashes as fertilizer.

Qiao Jiayue helped hand the rice to the threshing person, and the weight of the same handful was half lighter than last year.

The harvest of early rice, the estimated yield, everyone's heart is dripping blood.

I'm afraid that all the rice harvested will be handed over to the public grain, and if I think about the results of half a year's hard work, I still have to owe the commune, what hope is there for the future?

Fortunately, not only the Takayama Brigade was like this, but several other brigades were not much better, and the Uchiyama Brigade directly gave up rice in the later stage and planted finch wheat in the field.

They are now very accustomed to eating finch wheat, and although they are hungry for rice, they don't want to think about the hard work they are about to pay.

The brigade under the mountain harvested earlier, they had streams and rivers passing by, and the harvest may not be as good as in previous years, but it was not like the alpine brigade.

As early as May, Chen Dongfang and Qiao Yibing reported the disaster to the commune, but the commune leaders did not say anything substantive except to encourage them to work hard to fight the drought.

So, instead of counting on others, it's better to rely on yourself.

The early rice harvest is finished, and the weather is hot, so the rice can be dried and stored in the warehouse quickly.

But there is no water in the field, how can we plant late rice? Not to mention that the late rice seedlings do not grow very energetic because of the relationship between the weather and the water.

The members were depressed, should they change to planting sweet potatoes in the fields?

An officer from the commune came down to check on it, and he still said the same thing, tried to fight the drought, and specially warned the brigade not to change the paddy fields into dry land.

Come on, you don't have to think about anything else, you can only continue to fight with rice.

The brigade had no choice but to plow the ground first, irrigate it manually, and then plant the late rice seedlings first, and then then say, maybe it would rain.

Qiao Jiayue has been staring at the weather forecast, knowing that there will be a typhoon at the end of the sixth month of the lunar calendar, which will bring heavy rainfall.

When the typhoon comes, there is water in the field, soak it for two days, and seize the time to fertilize and plant seedlings, and it will definitely be completed before the seventh and a half of the lunar calendar.

But how do you convince the members that there will be rain at the beginning of the seventh month of the new calendar?

This method naturally has to be handed over to Qiao's father.

Father Qiao really didn't have any other way to prove that it would rain.

However, when they went to the public to meet the public rations, they happened to meet other brigades, and although their harvest was better than that of the Gaoshan brigade, they were enough to choke after paying the public rations.

If there is no rain in the second half of the year, the late rice will be completely wasted.