Chapter 293: Selling Surplus Grain

After a while, Qiao's mother found that Li Da was walking barefoot with his trouser legs, and the shabby hat and the clothes couldn't stop the wind and rain at all.

"Jiayue, mother, do you have any matches in your house? ”

Qiao's mother didn't ask much, turned around and took a new box of matches to Li and replied, "This typhoon is relatively big, you should be careful and try not to go out." ”

Lee agreed, turned around and stepped on the muddy water.

Qiao's father was busy until more than nine o'clock in the morning before coming back, and drank two large bowls of sweet potato porridge before talking about the situation at Uncle Laogen's house.

"The house was too old to hold on, but fortunately there was a bad leak in their house, and they didn't sleep, only a little injury. ”

"And where do you put people in?"

"Over in the cafeteria, let's make do with it first. ”

Qiao Jiayue blinked, "Abba, is anyone watching over there in the warehouse?"

Qiao's mother glanced sideways at Qiao Jiayue, "Don't think too much." ”

The warehouse is locked, and food is indispensable.

Qiao Jiayue pursed her mouth and didn't say anything more, anyway, she didn't have a good impression of the family.

Father Qiao didn't say much, and after eating, he continued to be busy.

The production team's various side jobs have to be checked again, and if this fails, the loss will be great.

Other production teams also had a few houses collapsed, and finally arranged for the school to lay on the floor.

The school is really worthy of the old house of the Horse House, such a big typhoon, there is no rain, this quality is good.

The cadres of the brigade got together for a meeting and continued to broadcast, informing the members to take advantage of the rain to check the roof and check for hidden dangers.

The wind and rain only became smaller at night, and the next day it weakened a lot, Qiao's father was busy taking the members to the field to see the situation, and the rice fish didn't run away.

However, the situation was even worse than they thought, as several fields collapsed, and the rain was so heavy that many of the seedlings that had just been planted were soaked to the surface.

The members didn't have time to do anything else, so they continued to work in the fields, draining water, catching the fish fry that had escaped, and replanting the seedlings.

After some busyness, Qiao's father estimated that at least half of the fry had run, and it seemed that another batch would have to be released in a few days.

However, after this typhoon, the sun did not clear for two days, and then another typhoon came, although it did not make landfall head-on, but it also brought a lot of rain.

The rice could not be completely dried, and because of the heavy rain, the peanuts had already sprouted in the ground, and in the end, this year's peanut harvest was so low that even the commune could not be handed over.

The sun was shining, the water vapor on the cement dam was dried, and the members were busy carrying bags of grain out to dry.

At this time, the brick kiln factory also restarted, because of the invasion of the typhoon, many families planned to build houses, and the number of bricks scheduled was not a small amount.

And Qiao's father also plans to take advantage of this housing boom to overturn the old house and build a brick house.

And the broadcast in the brigade, after Qiao Hongyuan repaired the line, the familiar voice appeared in the ears of the members.

I've been busy these days, and I don't have time to think about it, but now when I hear the sound of the radio, it suddenly dawns on me, oops, I just say that I feel like something is missing, it turns out to be radio!

In today's radio, there are no drama programs in it for a long time, there are few stories and songs, and there are no programs in more time periods, only the sizzle of electricity.

At first, the members thought that the radio was broken, but when they heard that the radio program had been canceled at this time, they were very depressed.

There was a lot less entertainment in life, and the members united and wanted to send a letter to the provincial radio station, asking them to play more songs and stories to enrich the lives of the members.

If the members of the club want to do it, the brigade department will not stop it, but the content of this letter needs to be supervised, for fear of causing some incident.

In the radio, the mountains and rivers of the motherland are red, and most of them describe the things in the capital, and the tone is as passionate as it is!

But hidden under this excitement is a chaos that the members can't imagine.

The rice of the brigade has not yet been dried, and the commune has come to urge it.

Liu Damin has come back to preside over the work, and the whole person has lost a lot of weight, and he asked the Gaoshan Brigade to drive a tractor to assist other brigades in handing over public rations.

Because of the typhoon and rain, none of the brigade's rice was completely sun-dried, and if the rice was not sun-dried, the grain management office would not accept or say anything, and it would be reversed, which was a big problem.

Qiao's father didn't go to drive the tractor, and the three people in the team took turns to go, which was very fair, one person a day.

This time, the Gaoshan Brigade and the Changshan Brigade were relatively late in paying the public grain, and at the same time, they also received a notice that the commune encouraged the brigades to sell surplus grain.

I had never seen the Commune encourage it before, and suddenly like this, I have to be suspicious.

Qiao's father inquired and finally got the exact news, it is said that the rations in the capital and other cities are in an emergency, and the wheat harvest in the north has long been over, and the public grain has long been delivered.

Even though the commune there encouraged its members to sell grain, not many of them did.

Fortunately, the summer harvest in the south has just ended, and it is just the time to harvest grain, which can solve this urgent need.

However, the effect is not great, after all, food is everyone's lifeblood, how can you give it up?

When the commune could not complete its task, the commune cadres personally went to the countryside to propagate it.

As a cadre of the brigade, Qiao's father also got the news that there is a task standard for selling surplus grain this time, and each brigade has already received an amount.

The brigade headquarters had no choice but to continue the meeting.

Do you dig sweet potatoes to hand them in, or do you mix rice and sweet potatoes?

"I think the price given by the commune is also good, and it is said on the radio that those who are willing will sell it, and those who lack it will make up for it with sweet potatoes. ”

Chen Dongfang sighed and said, this has become a voluntary task, and it is impossible to ignore it.

Father Qiao frowned, "As cadres of the brigade, let's take the lead in selling a little." ”

The family scraped together dozens of pounds, and the remaining gap should not be large.

However, things were easier than everyone thought, and the members saw that the cadres of the brigade took the lead, and they also took some rice out.

Especially those who want to build houses, they sell more paddy.

The members of the club also know how to calculate, and the time to receive the summer and autumn harvest is only more than three months, and the remaining grain can be supported.

As soon as the delivery of public grain and the sale of surplus grain were over, it was half of July.

Although the Spring Festival is early this year, there is a leap March, so it is only half of July until the end of August of the new calendar.

And this time, the team headquarters did not allow the members to worship secretly, and specially broadcast a notice.

Now that the wind is tight, isn't it looking for death to go against it at this juncture?

It's true that their brigade is remote, but who can guarantee that no one will refuse insurance?

Adults are fine to say, but those half-grown children are hard to say, and their minds are now vacillating and most vulnerable.

Look at Qiao Zhiyuan and Qiao Sequoia, everyone should be vigilant, otherwise if another wave of people rushes up, the team headquarters may not be able to flicker.