At this time, the grain was almost sunburned, and the various production teams had weighed and bagged the grain, ready to send it to the commune.

However, their alpine brigade became the last brigade to deliver food.

This year, Qiao Jiayue finally succeeded in grinding Qiao's father to take her to see the grain of the commune, and she finally saw what the grain of the commune was like.

Several flat rooms were connected in one place, and there was a large open space at the door, where there were now a number of carts, bulging sacks, a long table, and a large scale.

In front of the Gaoshan Brigade was the Changshan Brigade, and Qiao Jiayue saw Lu Aijun and ran to him.

Two bags of rice were placed on the scales, and the man sitting at the long table reached out and grabbed a little grain, threw two into his mouth, rattled and spit it out, and the rest of the grain in his hand was blatantly put into his pocket.

Then he reached out and stirred in the bag, and then slowly registered a number in the notebook on the table.

Seeing this, Lu Aijun hurriedly asked a member of the Changshan Brigade to pick up the rice on the scales to the warehouse at the back, and then put the rice back on.

"Fourth aunt. Qiao Jiayue pulled the corner of Lu Aijun's coat and stuffed a handful of cheap hard candy into his pocket.

She felt that this speed was too slow, and if this person registrar deliberately found fault again, they would not know when it would be their turn to the Alpine Brigade.

Lu Aijun reached out and touched his pocket, and he couldn't help but touch, he touched Qiao Jiayue's head, "Go find your father, we'll be fine soon." ”

Qiao Jiayue walked towards Qiao's father's position, and halfway through, he turned his head to see that Lu Aijun was talking to the man, and there seemed to be movement in his hand.

Immediately afterward, she saw the man shouting a few people out of the warehouse, and the speed of the food was much faster, where was it still the slow appearance just now?

"Abba. Qiao Jiayue shouted, "I'll send you something later." ”

They were the last of the brigade, and she seemed to smell the harassment.

Qiao's father glanced at his daughter, "I know this. He looked ahead and asked, "Yue'er, do you know the situation of the satellite back then?"

"Huh?" Qiao Jiayue tilted her head suspiciously, why did Abba suddenly mention this.

There are no other dwellings around the grain station, and it is very empty, which is convenient for cars to enter and exit, and it is also convenient for the brigades to hand over the grain.

"Those who register grain do not recognize people, and he does not know that the same man carries a load of grain back and forth four or five times. ”

Qiao Jiayue was stunned for a moment, then reacted, her eyes widened, "The number of registrations is different from the actual one, what is the result?"

Qiao's father only smiled and didn't speak, "You see that they are more perfunctory in inspecting the grain, and there is that treacherous brigade, so they put stones under the bag." ”

"But as soon as the grain is poured out, isn't it discovered?"

"So many bags, do you know which ones are ours?"

And many things, they only see the surface, what is behind the scenes, who dares to uncover that face?

Qiao Jiayue glanced ahead, the bags of the Changshan Brigade were similar to them, there was no way to distinguish them, and many of them were not marked.

"These bags, after handing over the public rations, each brigade will come to get them after a while, and naturally they will get a few of them. ”

Father Qiao looked at the grain that the Changshan Brigade was constantly picking up, and said slowly.

And the bags they can get are often less than the ones they send, so they have to worry about the bags every year, even if they plant jute, after deducting the number of tasks, the bags made are not enough, and they have to spend extra money to buy them.

One of the most popular bags is the fertilizer bag, which is light and sturdy, and has a waterproof function.

Qiao Jiayue remembered what she had just seen, and she finally understood why when she came to hand over the public grain, why Qiao's father had to prepare a bag of rice alone, that was to make up for the gap.

Isn't it obvious why it is defective?

After the Changshan brigade finished handing over the public grain, Lu Aijun came over and said a few words to Qiao's father before leaving.

Qiao's father stepped forward and chatted with the people in charge, and in addition to candy, he also gave several bottles of jam.

These people are not short of money, they lack other things.

After stuffing these things, their alpine brigade did not receive any trouble, no grain was dried, and nothing happened to suspect that the rice was mixed with stones.

After handing over the public rations, the people in the Alpine Brigade were still a little confused, and this was the end, so fast, it felt like a dream.

The people from the Gaoshan Brigade went back first, and Qiao's father went to Liu Dongyang to talk about the acquisition station of the supply and marketing cooperative.

For example, when buying eggs, the supply and marketing cooperatives have a fixed price, even if they are exchanged for other communes.

However, for products that are not in season, such as autumn peanuts and corn, the price is very elastic.

Liu Dongyang was surprised when he heard that Qiao's father had planted autumn corn and autumn peanuts, "How did you think of planting?"

"I can't guarantee the corn, but I can still call the shots with peanuts. Liu Dongyang began to plan in his heart, and by the end of the year, there would be a shortage of everything in the big city, and he would not worry about running out of sales.

"Corn is a variety that I brought from Haishi, it is said to be sweet corn, you can eat it raw, and you will know if you send a few to taste when the time comes. ”

In fact, the corn is a seed that Qiao Jiayue bought from the mall, which is resistant to low temperature and has a long production period, but it is soft and glutinous and sweet, which is a very good variety.

With Cai Ming as a cover, Qiao Jiayue took out some things from the system and became less conspicuous.

"Okay, if the things are good, I let the sun operate, maybe they can be sent to the provincial capital." Liu Dongyang nodded, thinking that with Qiao Jiayue, the Fuwa, what else could not be done?

After receiving a positive answer from Liu Dongyang, Qiao's father was satisfied, and turned to ask about other things, such as whether the commune still held frequent meetings recently.

Liu Dongyang has a very good relationship with the commune, but it's a pity that Qiao's father couldn't catch up with the people over there, otherwise why would it be so roundabout to inquire about the news.

"I don't know, but there is a meeting going on in the capital, and I guess they are all waiting for news. ”

In these years, a policy for a few years, no one has a bottom in their hearts, and it is not a big deal, so let's slow it down first.

Father Qiao nodded, he knew what the meeting Liu Dongyang was talking about, this meeting was very important and determined the future direction.

Although he already knew that this direction was low, tragic, and painful, he still couldn't help but still have a trace of hope, hoping that the future would not be as chaotic as his daughter said.

After the busy summer harvest passed, it rained several times in succession, and the weather suddenly became cold.

Qiao Jiayue was pestering Qiao's mother to make cooked dried sweet potatoes, and she would send them to the canteen to dry.

There will still be many people who have not had time to process spring sweet potatoes, and they will also have to use a dryer to dry the shredded sweet potatoes.

The dryer is not free to use, and you have to work and bring your own firewood, but that amount of work is affordable for most people.

Qiao Jiayue first sent a batch of sweet potatoes to the canteen, and met Grandpa Lan and Lan Xiangbin, they were old and young, the speed was slow, and the batch of sweet potato shreds that had not had time to dry had to come to the canteen to dry.

She helped them spread the bamboo sieves with shredded sweet potatoes, and then put them in the drying box, Lan Xiangbin thanked him, and quietly lit the fire.