Du Yueping stayed at Qiao's house for a few days, except for the first three days, after following him to the field, he stayed in the village to help dry the rice.

In his spare time, he went to pick pods, sweet potato vines, finches, etc., and at the same time he also found that the Qiao family was not as rich as he thought.

Not to mention whether the house is still a mud house, the number of rooms is also small, and the most expensive thing in the house is probably the bicycle.

Du Yueping worked for a few days and deeply felt the hard work of the peasants, and he couldn't help but reflect that there were too few things he sent to Qiao's family.

Du Yueping cautiously tested the situation at home, and Qiao Jiayue soon found out that she was a little crying and laughing, and the valuable things at home were in the basement.

Now that there are Cai Ping and Du Yueping, it is difficult for their brother and sister to find a chance to go to the basement.

So during this time, after Qiao Hongyuan finished his work, he would run to many places, and he didn't know what he was doing.

Du Yueping was cautious and took out all the money and tickets he brought.

This is what he left behind after the battle of wits with Grandma Du, and it is not much.

Du Yueping held the money and tickets to Qiao's mother, and said embarrassedly: "Auntie, these are for you to subsidize the family." ”

Qiao's mother was stunned, but she obeyed Du Yueping's wishes and accepted the money and tickets, "You have a heart." ”

She thought that when Du Yueping left, she would buy him some local specialties and add some other things for him to take back to the market.

When Du Yueping saw that Qiao's mother accepted it, he smiled happily, took the comic book he brought, and went to Qiao Jiayue excitedly.

"Auntie. Qiao Hongyuan came in from outside the door, his trouser legs were covered with sawdust, "Why is Yue Ping so happy?"

Qiao's mother glanced at her second son, told Du Yueping about it, and asked, "Did you go to find your Uncle Qi'an?"

"Yes, I had some ideas about the thresher, so I went to talk to Uncle Qi'an. ”

failed to go into the basement to study, Qiao Hongyuan reviewed and summarized the content he had learned before, and found some knowledge and skills to use in reality.

Qiao's mother nodded, "Next time I go and bring a few eggs, your Aunt Qi'an is about to give birth." ”

In the past two years, the conditions have improved, and there are a lot more newborns in the brigade, so this person has a lot of affection.

"Auntie, I remember. Qiao Hongyuan nodded, and while the rest of the family was not there, he went to the basement to get a few notebooks first.

He took his notebook, inadvertently looked up at the weather forecast hanging up, and saw the red typhoon warning, his face changed instantly.

He looked at the weather forecast carefully, then came out with his notebook and went to find Qiao's father.

Fortunately, now that the rice has been harvested, the soybeans have been harvested, and the losses are not large, and what they have to prevent is the collapse of houses and landslides.

In the past, the typhoon did not make landfall on them head-on, so the impact was not large, at most it was more rainfall.

Now that the typhoon is making landfall head-on, and the rainfall is not small, the whole brigade must be vigilant.

In these years, there is no weather forecast on the radio, even if someone has focused on this research before, but there is a lot of trouble everywhere these days, how can they still have the energy to pay attention?

In the afternoon, a gust of wind blew from nowhere, and then dark clouds gathered rapidly in the sky, and the wind speed gradually increased, and the members, men and women, old and young, were running on the way to harvest rice.

At this time, no one dared to grind foreign workers.

After a period of chaos, the sky became more and more gloomy, like an inverted black cauldron, and the dark clouds rolled, and the rain did not fall for a long time.

On the radio of the brigade, Chen Dongfang notified every once in a while that the members of the club should check the drainage problems on the roof, in front of the house and behind the house, and do all kinds of prevention.

The other brigade cadres were not idle, and they had to take the members to inspect the public property of the production team.

Whether the waterproofing of the warehouse is in place, whether the pig shed, chicken shed, etc. are firm, and whether the grain storage is sufficient.

In the evening, the wind is getting stronger, and every now and then you will see some small branches flying in the air.

Even if the doors and windows were closed, the wind blew in through the cracks, and the kerosene lamps could not be lit at all.

Everyone had to wash their feet early, huddle in bed and chat, and after getting used to the wind outside the house, it didn't seem so scary.

In the second half of the night, the rain began to fall, and Qiao Jiayue felt something wet on her face, so she sat up from the bed suddenly.

The room was pitch black, and when she reached out and touched it, her left shoulder and pillow were soaked.

"Abba, Auntie, it's raining. Qiao Jiayue shouted.

As she spoke, she took out a flashlight and shone it, and found that the ground was wet, and the roof was blown open at some point.

Qiao's father and Qiao's mother hurriedly got up when they heard the voice, the roof tiles were not thick at the beginning, and now they have several holes.

Qiao's mother touched Cai Ping's forehead, she didn't have a fever, and her whole body was dry, so she put her down on the big bed.

"Yue'er, wear one more piece of clothing. Qiao's mother whispered.

Qiao's father went next door to see the four boys, and the situation on their side was not much better, they were leaking rain.

Fortunately, the bed was still dry, and Qiao's father didn't wake them up.

It was still dark, so I had to wait for the wind and rain to be lighter during the day before repairing the roof.

Admittedly, it is indeed convenient to hide in the basement, but the current situation does not allow it.

Qiao Jiayue and Cai Ping were stuffed into the inside of the big bed, and in addition to mosquito nets, the top of the shelf bed was also covered with a tarpaulin, which was not afraid of leakage.

Father Qiao checked it, and just before he could lie down and close his eyes, the door was slammed in a hurry.

"Captain, captain, Uncle Gen's house has been blown down, let's go and take a look. ”

When Qiao's father heard this, he got up in a hurry, put on his old clothes and rain boots, put on his coat and hat, and walked away with a flashlight.

Being yelled at by this person, Qiao Hong caused the four of them to wake up too, and came to Qiao's mother after getting dressed.

In the end, the six children sat in a circle on the big bed and listened to Qiao's mother tell the story.

Because she was busy, Qiao's mother hadn't told a story for a long time, so she thought about it and told a few children the story of the Three Heroes and Five Righteousness.

Several children listened fascinated until dawn, and some were reluctant.

Qiao's mother saw that the rain was a little lighter outside, so she got up and went to cook, and by the way, she looked at the situation in the pig shed and chicken shed, and let the children continue to make up for sleep.

Qiao's mother first boiled a pot of hot water to cool, and then cooked sweet potato porridge.

She is also going to cook more sweet potato and wheat flour cakes, and I don't know when the rain will fall, so the meal is as simple as possible, or the firewood is not enough.

During this period, she went out to take a look, and all the shelves of those melons were overturned, and some half-sized cucumbers and loofahs fell to the ground.

Qiao's mother picked up a basket after a while, and this was their vegetables for the past two days.

As for the pigsty, just pull some vines and wild vegetables and throw them in, but the chicken shed is more miserable, the roof is blown away, the two hens are cowering in the corner, and a few ducks have already flown out, walking leisurely in the rain.

Mother Qiao couldn't cry or laugh, so she grabbed the two hens into the house and took a bamboo basket to cover them.