Now there is no high-speed rail, no high-speed, and no cement road, and the car to Guangzhou takes seven or eight hours, and there is a high-speed in the previous life, and it is only two hours to Guangzhou.

There were potholes all the way, and the car was swinging around, and Ye Zi in the back compartment almost vomited out all the breakfast, isn't it just a ride, is it easy for me.

There is no scenery either, on both sides are the fields of the villages, and all kinds of trees on the mountains, and the town passes through a few fields, two mountains, and a few brick factories that burn grass.

Finally, the car drove to Nan Village, the town was in sight, and the granary of the house where the surplus grain was handed over was on the side of the mountain.

I wanted to drive the car to the town, and turned to the direction of Nan Village, a row of big houses, a big cement floor outside, and a big cement floor outside, which was used to re-dry the wet valley that failed before receiving the goods.

If others don't receive the goods, you have to dry them if you don't dry them, and if you can't pay the surplus grain, report it to the commune, and the commune will press the village brigade, and the village brigade will confiscate your field, and if you don't have the field, the peasants will have something to eat.

The tractor drove up to the granary, where there were already a lot of people queuing, and the nearby villagers carried bamboo baskets loaded with rice, and some had bicycles with bicycles, and the cars had two bamboo baskets and a sack on the surface.

There are also tractors like Ye Zi's family, it is not easy for farmers to make money, and it is absolutely not a penny to be wasted.

The captain of the platoon, the first to see is the weighing weight, some people are also weighing, some people are counting, and those who are qualified like to carry the rice load into the granary.

It is definitely your own peasant's own work, the people in the public are only weighing and counting, and the people who eat the public meals are all from the golden rice bowl, who will help you do heavy work to sell your life.

If you weigh the pound and count, your rice is not qualified, then it is unlucky, dry the rice on the spot, and do not let you take it back to dry, the weather is good, if the weather is bad, think about it is sad.

The waiting time is sad, the line in front of the row moves very slowly, and the one who carries the bamboo basket is fast.

The tractor has to be moved down again, and the tractor driver is slower if he does not help, and if he follows the car alone, he will lift it down, weigh it, and lift it to the granary, and work slowly and heavily.

When it was Ye Zi's turn, more than an hour had passed, and the people of Ye Zi's family had already gotten off the tractor when they were queuing, and they went to find a shady place to stand when the sun was shining.

It was Ye Xingrong's turn and Ye Yao's turn to lift bags of rice from the tractor to the weighing pound with their shoulders, weigh the key points, divide the small ones, and make up for the extra ones, which can be exchanged for money, and let you go home and make up for them when they are small.

Fortunately, today's people are very lucky, one time passed, the husband and wife carried the rice into the granary, today's task and the task of the first half of the year were completed, everyone laughed happily.

Ye Xingrong asked the tractor driver to wait outside the town, took his wife and children on Ye Zi's back, and went to the town's public sales cooperative.

At present, only the public sales agency is dominant, and the people who sell things are even more superior.

His eyes are all looking at the heavens.

When a family enters the public sales cooperative, there are also customers who want to buy things to see, and the salesman doesn't care whether you buy it or not, and is idlely playing sweaters.

Now they are God, and it will take a few years for the public marketing agency to be dissolved, and now they are still golden jobs.

Ye Yao's helped Ye Wen choose his schoolbag, bought a pen, and bought a piece of cloth to make clothes for children.

Ye Zi's sharp eyes saw a kind of fabric, which seemed to be pure cotton, and wanted to step forward to touch it, but the cloth seller scolded, "Do you pay for touching the dirty?" ”

"Mom, buy this pure cotton fabric,"

"Why buy this pure cotton fabric?"

"This cotton cloth is soft and cheap, and it is comfortable to wear as a dress."

The salesman snorted, "It's a bargain that I bought because I didn't have the money to buy good fabrics, right?" ”

Ye Zi ignored her, only looked at her mother and winked.

Ye Yao's reaction came to an end, knowing that Ye Zi wanted to buy this kind of cotton cloth, and there were benefits of buying this kind of cotton cloth, so he gritted his teeth and bought them all.