Qiao Hongyuan was only halfway there, and the raindrops with the size of beans fell, and he hurriedly put the hat on, and felt a pain in his shoulder.

He looked down and saw that a hailstone the size of an egg had landed at his feet, and before he could react, several hailstones of different sizes had fallen down.

Qiao Hongyuan was shocked, and he hurriedly put on a heavy coat and wanted to continue running to the field.

However, he is not tall in the end, wearing such a heavy coat, and stumbling with steps, how can he run?

He carried the hem of his coat, his arms exposed, and after a while, he was smashed by the hailstones, and he snorted a few times in pain.

And in the field, everyone was confused by this sudden hail rain, how could this be?

They thought it was a heavy rainstorm and were ready to drain the water, but how to prevent hail?

"Quick, go and hide under the tree!" There was the person who reacted quickly, and hurriedly ran under the big tree or in the cave.

"Oh my God, this doesn't let people live!" an old man knelt down on the spot, slammed his head on the ground, and cried patheticly!

Hailstones the size of eggs fell and slammed down on the old man's bent back.

Qiao's father ran over with a brisk step, grabbed the old man and hid under a big pine tree on the ground, where many people were already standing.

Under the tree are all members of the fourth team, everyone looks at the rice discounted by the hail distressedly, and many people's eyes are red, it is all food!

The third team next door screamed incessantly, and vaguely heard that someone had smashed their heads.

"Captain, what can I do about this?" Qiao Xiangfeng, the old man who was brought back by Qiao's father, choked up and asked.

Father Qiao frowned and said, "Uncle Xiang Feng, don't say what you said just now. "God has become a taboo this time.

Qiao Xiangfeng lowered his head and wiped the corners of his eyes, his heart hurt!

"No, we can't wait under the tree, and if we wait any longer, the whole rice will be destroyed. A young man, Qiao Zhiyang, said and was about to rush forward.

As a result, he had barely taken two steps out of the great pine tree when a large hailstone grazed his ear and hit his shoulder and fell to the ground.

Qiao Zhiyang's face turned white in pain, and he retreated silently, he was so scared that he almost smashed his head and bled out.

Father Qiao didn't speak, he looked up at the top of the pine tree. This is the only large pine tree left in this field, with a huge canopy, and the pine needles are stretched out layer by layer to form a giant umbrella.

Even so, the hail fell, the canopy shook, and the yellowed pine needles fell down, and after such a buffer, the hail fell again without any lethality.

"I don't know if the roof of the house can hold up? How many holes do this hailstones have to smash out!" Qiao Liuan squatted on the ground, holding a hailstone in his hand, looking at the pits that had been smashed out of the ground, and muttered quietly.

Hearing this, those who were originally sad about the destruction of rice could not help but worry about the situation at home.

Several of the women looked at Qiao's father expectantly, hoping that he would open his mouth and let them go home and see what was going on.

Father Qiao frowned slightly and did not speak.

Of course, he was worried about the children at home, but the field was obviously more important.

He walked outside the pine tree and looked up to see that the rain was still falling, but it looked much smaller, and the hail was not as dense as it had been at first.

Father Qiao thought about it, picked up the hat and put it on his head, and walked to the field, and the others saw this, hesitated, and followed.

The harvest of the rice fields is related to whether their public grain task in the first half of the year can be completed, and no one wants to go hungry, nor does they want to be criticized by the commune.

"Don't move the smashed ears and stalks!" Qiao's father was angry and shouted to the members of the team behind him.

"Captain, why don't you let me pick it up, it's going to rot in this soak!"

"When the brigade and the commune are done, we will talk about what the charter is. Father Qiao said with a dark face.

If they picked up the smashed ears of rice in the field in advance, and the cadres who came down to inspect the commune did not see it, and turned black and white upside down, saying that their brigade had lied about the disaster and so on, it would have been even more troublesome.

Although this is unlikely, Qiao's father has to guard against it.

When everyone heard this, they also felt that what Qiao's father said was reasonable, maybe seeing the disaster in the field, this year's public grain task could be reduced.

Everyone looked all the way, there were so many ears of rice that were smashed, and they were so distressed that they couldn't do it, and this time there were a lot of losses, and the harvest was reduced by at least three or four percent.

After walking around, Qiao's father returned to the team's house, Qiao Zhenghuo was already waiting there, he rubbed his hands and asked, "Fourth captain, how is your situation?"

The first time he was a captain, he really had no experience, so he wanted to come over and learn from Qiao's father.

"How's it going in your fields?"

"If you smash a lot of ears and stalks, the harvest will not be good this time. Our three teammates proposed to pick up the fallen ears of rice and crush them and eat them, what about you?"

Qiao Zhenghuo looked at Qiao's father expectantly, he also hoped that the fourth team would plan like this, and the three of them would have company.

And he is a little bit of a team and a second team, they are all old captains, and they always feel inferior when they ask them, but Qiao's father is different, and he is at the same level as him.

Qiao's father raised his eyebrows when he heard this, but he didn't expect Qiao Zhenghuo to be more assertive than he thought, since that time the canteen selection made trouble for a night, the three teams often had some moths.

I have to say that the captain of a squad is really crucial, which is related to the quality of life of the squad members.

"We're not going to move. Qiao's father said coldly, he believed that the first and second teams were the same, and Qiao Yisheng's old fox would not leave hidden dangers for himself.

Qiao Zhenghuo looked puzzled, "Why, it rotted in the field within two days?"

"Do you think that our alpine brigade is the only one who has hail? The public society has sent people to inspect and you have picked up all the ears and stalks of rice, how can you prove that our brigade has been damaged?"

Qiao's father was a little impatient, but he still explained to Qiao Zhenghuo that if the other three teams didn't clean up, only the three teams would clean up.

Then there may be two situations, one is that the three teams embezzle people's property, and the other is that the other three teams deliberately destroy the rice fields to create a disaster.

Qiao Zhenghuo looked confused, "How can it not be proven? It's just hail!"

"The commune cadres will not listen to your explanations, they only see what they can see. ”

Don't look at the commune doesn't look big, the relationship between the people here is also complicated, the last time the fast-growing wild vegetables were lucky, and it happened to be Lu Aizhong who came down to check.

But what about this time?

Who knows what kind of mind the person who comes?

Qiao Zhenghuo's lips moved, and he didn't ask again, he was actually not very happy in his heart, Qiao's father was too timid, how could the cadres sent by the commune be so unreasonable and worried.

Thinking so, he didn't want to be the first bird, so he decided to let the mother-in-law of the family go to the first and second teams to find out the news.

"Abba. Qiao Hongyuan finally arrived at the field of the fourth team, he looked at it, but didn't see Qiao's mother, "Where is A-Niang?"

Qiao's father nodded at Qiao Zhenghuo, and when he saw his second son's embarrassed appearance, he was a little worried, and hurriedly stepped forward: "Xiaoyuan, why are you here?"

As he spoke, he stepped forward and grabbed Qiao Hongyuan, and heard him "hiss".

Father Qiao lifted Qiao Hongyuan's sleeve and saw that his arms were a lot bluer, and his face was ugly, "Smashed by hail?"

Qiao Zhenghuo saw Qiao's father talking, pursed his lips, said something and left, still thinking about getting those ears of rice back.