As soon as he finished eating, Xu Jiajun led the carriage and pulled the grain over.

As for why Xu Jiajun is so slow to take a grain?

Because he didn't have the final say alone in opening a public warehouse to release grain.

There are two keys to the warehouse in the village, the key to the gate is in the hands of He Mingxi, the accountant, and the key to the warehouse door is in the hands of Xu Jiajun.

This is also a means for the village party secretary and the accountant to supervise each other, and it is also very likely to avoid self-theft by the guards.

In this day and age, food is the lifeblood of all people, so it is not too careful.

Most of the grain brought by Xu Jiajun is potatoes and red roots, and the proportion of millet and wheat has not accounted for half.

However, this is already Xu Jiajun's extra care, regardless of the thickness of the grain, but this amount is enough for these six people to eat until three months later.

The wheat in the field is less than three months away from harvesting, and then the delegated personnel can divide the grain.

Carrying the food into the house, He Xingzhi brought the pots, utensils and chopsticks that Jiang Qingfang had washed by the well, and followed Grandpa Xu and Duan Huan back.

Although there is a saying in some places that "there are no good people in decentralization, and good people do not decentralize", He Xingzhi's cadre identity is still there after all.

Even if a cadre is delegated to do farm work like a peasant, he is still a cadre in terms of identity, which is qualitatively different from the "bad elements" who have been decentralized.

He Xingzhi definitely can't squat in the cowshed with the "bad elements", Xu Jiajun originally wanted to find a slightly better empty yard to repair and let He Xingzhi move in.

Grandpa Xu felt that this was too troublesome, He Xingzhi brought it back without saying hello, and he couldn't make trouble in the village anymore.

It's good to let He Xingzhi go home with him, anyway, there are still two empty rooms at home, and you can live in it by making a mattress.

Huan helped He Xingzhi quickly clean the room and spread the futon in his luggage.

I had a good night's sleep, and early the next morning, I went to school in the face of Grandpa Xu's unkind gaze.

There are always 278 days a month, and I want to skip class.

Chaosu was all the way to Balabala, like a little trumpet, and broadcast the gossip of the school in the past week.

Fortunately, Duan Huan likes Chaosu's lively and cheerful personality, otherwise someone else would be idle about these specious gossip, and Duan Huan would not be impatient to listen.

"The girl who transferred from the school borrowed your desk from my aunt for a week, and she hasn't gone to the school storage room to get a new desk until yesterday, and the head teacher doesn't care!"

Qiu Yue also twisted her eyebrows and said: "People are not easy to get along with at all, the eyeballs grow to the top of the head, since they look down on us, why do you have to sit at the same table with me?" ”

"I wasn't there before, she borrowed my desk and it was nothing, and she will definitely let it out when I go today!" Wan Huan said while holding Qiu Yue's arm.

Judging from Chaosu and Qiuyue's words, this female classmate who transferred from the school must be a little domineering, but she is not false at all.

Huanhuan has his own standards for dealing with the world, and everything pays attention to a first come, first come, first salute and then soldier.

Although she has a kind temperament, she is not the master of being bullied.

When I arrived at the classroom, I saw that there was indeed a girl, sitting in her seat, and it must be the transfer student.

Her books, paper, and pens were already on her desk, and it seemed that she was planning not to move her nest today.

She glanced at this girl twice, with a round face, big eyes, a cherry and a small mouth, and her skin was relatively fair, she was a delicate and cute type.

She wears a long red tweed coat and leather shoes, and two braids with pink ribbons tied at the ends.

This kind of dress is very foreign for most people, and it is impossible to do it without some economic conditions at home.

Ready-to-wear garments and ribbons made of tweed are high-priced items only available in overseas remittance stores.

If you want to buy this fabric, it doesn't matter if the average person in the channel can't buy it.

But no matter how happy she is, she can't look down on it, she feels that this girl's aesthetic level needs to be improved.

What's the use of just putting the good and expensive on the body? If you want to look good in clothes, you must at least suit yourself.

This girl is not tall, only 1.55 meters to death, and wearing a long coat that almost drags to the upper of her shoes, she looks even shorter.

Now there is no concept of oversize, boyfriend style and European and American style.

In fact, even after a few decades, there are very few short girls who can really control the European and American style, and it is useless to be arrogant if they can't hold up.

The clothes of this era were generally made wide, in order to facilitate the labor of working people, or to hide the curves of the female figure.

"This classmate, please get up and let go, this is my desk!" Duan Huan knocked on the table and said.

The girl didn't raise her eyelids, "I want this position, you want the table to be carried to the storage room!" ”

Since the other party is unreasonable, Duan Huan has no intention of gently talking to influence her.

"Pack up your things and vacate my desk for me right away!" Wan Huan's tone was indifferent.

This girl was also pampered and brought up, and when she heard the tone of Duan Huan's order, she felt uncomfortable, and when she stood up, she yelled at Duan Huan:

"Which green onion are you? No one has ever dared to talk to me like that! Do you know who my dad is? ”

Originally, the voices of Duan Huan and this girl were very quiet, and she yelled like this, which attracted the attention of everyone in the classroom.

They looked at Duan Huan and the female student who had transferred, they all just watched and watched, and no one rushed up to persuade them.

Although today's students are a bit naïve in political thought, they have matured relatively early in terms of human sophistication.

From the generous conditions of food and clothing for transfer students, and her arrogant and arrogant attitude, it can be seen that the transfer student's family strength must be very strong.

Moreover, the transfer student is familiar with Yue Weiguo, who has a cadre background, and he is also from a cadre family.

Of course, Duan Huan is not a good stubble, and he picked the thorn of Wang Yuanchao on the first day of school last year.

With her super high force value, she gave Wang Yuanchao, who was good at fighting, a ruthless dismount.

Now Wang Yuanchao is already the central figure of the school's red armband, and he still doesn't dare to make a mistake when he sees Duan Huan, and his respectful attitude is too good.

and the head teacher Zhu Hong usually shush and ask for warmth, and her attitude is so earnest.

She did not participate in any student organizations, and she was not seen in revolutionary activities, and she was as low-key as a marginal person.

But to be able to deal with the thorn of Wang Yuanchao and the snobbery of the head teacher Zhu Hong, the origin is not so simple.

Since the transfer students and the full joy have their own dependence, the classmates in the class are waiting to see the results of their strength and background.

Immortals fight, mortals suffer, since both parties can't afford to provoke, it's better to be a melon-eating crowd.

"Your father is the king of heaven, and this seat is also mine!" Push the transfer students away. Then he wiped the stool and sat down.

The transfer student didn't expect Duan Huan's attitude to be so horizontal, "You dare to push me?" Believe it or not, can I get you out of school with your bag on your back? ”

"Okay! As long as you have the ability! Duan Huan said indifferently.

Not to mention that Grandpa Xu still has so many connections, just talking about the military family and martyrdom of Duan Huan, it is not easy to drive Duan Huan out.

The transfer student looked at Duan Huan's calm appearance, her angry chest rose and fell violently, and she pointed at Duan Huan with her finger, "You! You ......"

"You'd better retract your hand pointing at me," said Huanhuan with a non-smiling smile, "or don't blame me for being rude!" ”

"You, what if you're not welcome?" The transfer girl said with a stalk on her neck.

Wan Huan stacked the paper, pencils, and books on the table together, and then stuffed them all into the arms of the transfer students, and said with a smile: "Fingers, palms and arms may be broken!" ”