The cadres of the Alpine Brigade were busy for several days, waiting for the commune to come and inspect them, but no one from above came, and they were notified that a meeting was to be held.

Now as soon as they heard the word meeting, Qiao Yibing and Chen Dongfang were bitter, really afraid of hearing some policies and regulations.

God knows how hard they worked when they told the members about it!

They ran to the commune in fear, only to find out that the summer harvest mobilization meeting was going to be held, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

As for the brigade's self-examination and self-criticism mentioned by the Commune before, as long as the Commune does not mention it, they will not take the initiative to mention it.

At this time, it was already the middle of July, and the rice fields of the brigade under the mountain were yellow and bright, and it seemed that the harvest was about to begin.

However, the maturity time of the alpine brigade was originally later than that of the mountain, and the rice planting was a little later this year, so the harvesting time was at least until the great heat.

Qiao Yibing and Chen Dongfang were a lot more relaxed this time, to be honest, let's come later in this campaign, just don't delay agricultural production.

When some members saw that the captain and the branch secretary went to a meeting and came back without mentioning the matter of raising chickens, they were a little impatient and wanted to get the chickens back, but they were severely criticized.

Until the dust settles, no one is allowed to leave anything to chance.

Now what the Takayama Brigade has to do is to prepare for the summer harvest, and farm tools, sacks, livestock, etc., including the barnyard, must be in the best condition to welcome the summer harvest.

Seeing this, Father Qiao was a little hesitant in his heart, did he want to go to the Changshan Brigade and ask Lu Aijun if they had gotten the exact news there.

After thinking about it, Qiao's father decided not to go, and the focus was still on food.

The rice in the field turned yellow day by day, and after a rain, the head of the rice bent even lower when the sun was exposed.

Qiao Yibing and Chen Dongfang organized a summer harvest mobilization meeting according to their previous habits, but this year is different from previous years, they have to eat a good meal before opening the sickle.

Catch fish!

The paddy fields where the four production teams raise fish are not in one place, but they are afraid that the fish will run away from the fields of other teams, and it will really be a loss.

But no matter which production team it was, the members went to the fields as they could, pointing around the paddy fields.

There is a difference between the rice field for fish farming and the ordinary rice field, and the head and tail, middle, and back of the rice field are vacant, and the vacant area is not planted with rice, so the gap is very obvious.

Qiao's father ordered a few seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys to go into the paddy field to catch fish, and on the edge of the field, the boys' family and friends were cheering for them.

Despite the shallow water in the rice paddies, these fish are very agile and very fast, and when they flick their tails, they turn up a patch of dirt and muddy the water, making it difficult to see them.

At that moment, a man took a fish in both hands and held it up and shouted, "I've caught it! I've caught a fish!"

The palm-sized fish shook its tail vigorously and patted the man's wrist, and the skin in that place turned red after a while.

"Quick, put it in the bamboo basket. Qiao Zhiyang on the ridge shouted excitedly.

Qiao Luan also looked straight into the field, eager to jump, but he knew that today's situation was special, and in order to win a good fortune, his ingredients were destined to make him unable to participate in this kind of activity.

After the few people who caught the fish found the trick, the speed was much faster, and the cheers on the side became louder and louder.

Father Qiao saw that the fish was almost caught, so he beckoned everyone to go back and prepare to divide the fish.

These fish are about the same size, and there is no need for conditions, there are three in a family, and after the division is finished, there are still about twenty left, which can be bought with money and labor.

Qiao's mother was fast, and grabbed two more, so that they had five fish, and they could come to braised fish, steamed, and boiled soup all over again.

"After eating this fish, I will be in good spirits tomorrow, work in the field, and strive to complete the task as quickly as possible. ”

"Eat fish, eat fish!"

The members cheered, there was meat to eat before the autumn harvest, which was unimaginable before.

Qiao's father smiled, this year arrange the time to catch the piglets, and strive for the summer harvest and autumn harvest every year The members can eat meat, and this day is definitely going to be better and better.

Qiao Jiayue is old this year, and it stands to reason that she can go to the field to cut rice, but the family is reluctant, she is responsible for the family's meals and the tasks of raising chickens and feeding pigs as usual, assisted by Qiao Hongliang.

The summer harvest was very nervous, and at night, everyone almost fell asleep after eating, and the next day they had to get up before dawn and go to the fields in the dark.

There is no way, after harvesting the rice, they must plant the rice before the seventh and a half months of the lunar calendar, and after the seventh and a half months, the rice will not grow well.

The family was too busy to go into the basement, but Qiao Jiayue would go to see it every day at noon and night.

It turned out that the weather forecast showed that there would be a thundershower around 3 p.m.

It was a sunny day in the morning, and the sun was scorching at noon, and there was no sign of rain in the sky.

But the weather forecast was never wrong, Qiao Jiayue was a little panicked, and hurriedly went to find Gao Yulian, who was in charge of drying rice.

"You said it was going to rain?" Gao Yulian looked at Qiao Jiayue suspiciously, she wasn't joking with herself.

She thought about it for a while, turned around and went to find a few old people, who were very experienced in watching the sky, but no one said that it would rain in the afternoon.

Qiao Jiayue followed behind Gao Yulian, and when she heard the words of these old people, her face became even more anxious, "It's really going to rain, I see ants moving!"

This kind of thundershower without warning is very heavy, and if it is not prevented, the rice drying on the ground will definitely be washed away by the torrential rain, and it will definitely be a heavy loss, and it will be devastating just thinking about it.

"Today the sun is good, these paddies have gone to moisture, and now there is no problem in harvesting, it is okay if it does not rain, and there will be no loss if it rains." ”

Gao Yulian still hesitated, she was a little girl, just looking at the ants moving, she said that it was going to rain.

When are ants not busy? Are you sure they will warn?

"I believe what you say. Qiao Qi'an, who didn't know when he came, said, so he picked up the rake and scraped the rice into a small hill, and then swept the remaining rice together with a bamboo broom.

Seeing this, Gao Yulian frowned slightly, "It looks good this day, it's not like it's going to rain, what a pity to put it away at this time!"

Qiao Qi'an's legs and feet are not good, and his family would rather not earn less work than his leg condition deteriorate, so he is a rare young man in the barnyard.

"If Aunt Lian doesn't believe it, you can rake the rice together, and if the weather changes, it will be too late to receive it in the bag or cover it with a plastic sheeting mat. ”

"If Satsuki is wrong in the end, it will be easy to spread out the rice and dry it. ”

"Yes, yes, Uncle Qi'an, your idea is great. Qiao Jiayue said, and hurriedly went to the place she was responsible for to harvest grain.

Gao Yulian hesitated, but the others were not like her, seeing Qiao Qi'an start to harvest rice, they also moved.

There is a habit in the countryside that it is to watch what others do, and once someone is harvesting the grain, this phenomenon is like a contagion, and other people will follow suit.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the four production teams were already busy, of course, because the weather looked good, so they were all slow.