After the grain of each household was dried, the grain station began to collect grain, and the farmers who farmed the land in this era had to pay grain every year.

Wu Daquan drove a tractor, only collected a gas money, and helped the people in the village to deliver the millet to the town.

I saw that inside and outside the grain station, there were plastic bags of grain everywhere.

Chen Hua, who was wearing work clothes and holding a grain knife, stabbed open bags of grain, looked at them carefully, picked up the grains one by one, pretended to chew them, and then said, "It's not dried." ”

"Big brother, I've been drying this grain for several days, can you make it convenient?" The middle-aged strong man said with a flattering expression.

"I said that if it wasn't dried, it wasn't dried, and I pulled it back and dried it for two more days." After Chen Hua finished speaking, he turned around and left, checked the millet of another household, and said, "This millet is barely okay, remember to dry it for one more day next time." ”

"Yes, yes." The middle-aged woman said with a smile, the other party is her nephew, and now on this occasion, it is not appropriate to say anything.

Unconsciously, Chen Hua came to the front of everyone in Wufeng Village, stabbed open the pockets with a grain knife, took out the grains and chewed them, seeing that everyone didn't know how to lift them, he frowned and said: "These are not dried, all of them are pulled back and dried for two more days." ”

"Nima's, it's okay to find something, call your stationmaster out, I want to see, which bag of these grains hasn't been dried?" Ning Que's mother, Jiang Yunli, saw that the people at the grain station were deliberately making things difficult, and she had a hot temper, so she immediately jumped out.

"Who do you think you are? Our webmaster is what you want to see? Chen Hua said disdainfully.

"Do you harvest these grains or not?" Jiang Yunli asked.

"None of your grain is dried...... There's no way we're going to take it. Chen Hua said upside down.

"The big guys have heard it, it's not that we don't pay the grain, it's that the people at the grain station don't accept it, right?" Jiang Yunli asked loudly.

"Yes!" The villagers of Wufeng Village echoed loudly, and those around who came to serve food also responded.

"Since the grain station doesn't collect grain, let's pull the grain back, and when they want to collect the grain, let them pull it themselves." After Jiang Yunli finished speaking, she moved bags of millet to Wu Daquan's tractor.

One by one, the villagers were angry when they saw that the people at the grain station, in order to get some benefits, deliberately said that their grain was not dried, and when they saw that someone took the lead, they also loaded their own grain on the tractor, and left the grain station angrily.

"Did you hear that? The people of Wufeng Village took the lead in not getting food. ”

"What does it mean that the people of Wufeng Village take the lead in not handing over food? Obviously it's a person from the grain station, in order to get some benefits......"

"The people who have long seen the grain station are not pleasing to the eye, the millet is dried, and after pretending to inspect it, they say that the millet is not dried."

"Last year, our family served food, and the dogs at the grain station let us pull it back to dry for two days."

"I heard that as long as you give two packs of cigarettes to the people at the grain station, you can hand over the grain that has not been dried."

"The food appearance of those people at the grain station is too ugly, I won't pay it this year, I want to see what they can do to me."

"It's not easy for the dogs at the grain station, and only when the food is served in a year, they have the opportunity to show off their might."

"Anyway, the people at the grain station don't collect the grain, and it's not that we don't pay it, let's go, let's go home first."

In less than half a day, the contradiction caused by the grain broke out completely, and the peasants of the entire Qianshi Town watched each other, and no one wanted to go to the town to hand over the grain, and it was time-consuming and laborious to pull the grain to the grain station in the town, and it was not necessarily possible to hand it over.

"What's going on? Why didn't anyone come to pay the grain today? Chen Defu, the head of the grain station in Qianshi Town, looked at the grain station in Menkeluoque, and was surprised in his heart, he didn't understand that there were still people to pay the grain yesterday, why is there no one today?

"The stationmaster, the farmers who came to feed the grain, said that we deliberately made things difficult and got the grain back......," Zhao Xinghua said.

"Second uncle." Chen Hua seemed to have found the backbone of the heart and walked over quickly.

"What's going on?" Chen Defu asked with a frown.

"Farmers in Wufeng Village don't dry their millet, and everyone knows that they can't be put into ......the granary if they don't dry it," Chen Hua said.

"Blatantly resisting grain, these farmers are bold, I don't believe they can't be cleaned up." Chen Defu was furious in his heart, walked into the office quickly, picked up the landline on the desk, and made a call to Zhao Zhenghai, the director of the police station.

"Poor mountains and bad waters come out of the people." Chen Hua pretended to be angry and said.

Putting down the phone, Zhao Zhenghai called the police at the police station, drove two police cars, and went straight to Wufeng Village.

"Director, those people at the grain station are too different things, isn't this nothing to do?" Zhang Dongshan said.

"Don't worry, we won't be their knives, let's investigate the matter clearly, as long as it's not from Wufeng Village, and deliberately doesn't hand over the grain, we will report directly to the top, and let Chen Defu have a headache himself." Zhao Zhenghai said with a smile.

They are all from the town, although he is the director of the police station, but he does not dare to arrest people for no reason, if something big happens, not only will he not be able to keep his position, but even the family will be in danger.

Decades ago, there were a lot of bandits in Qianshi Town, although guns were banned since last year, and most of the guns in the hands of the people were confiscated, but it was not guaranteed that some people still had some hidden in their homes, and he didn't want to take this risk.

Ten minutes later, Zhao Zhenghai and others came to the house of the village chief of Wufeng Village.

"Director Zhao, what's the matter with you?" Chen Dajun asked knowingly.

"Village Chief Chen, I heard that the people in your village took the lead in not paying grain?" Zhao Zhenghai asked calmly.

"Director Zhao, you and I know the truth of the matter, so let's take you to see the situation first." Chen Dajun said.

"Okay, then I'll trouble you." Zhao Zhenghai nodded.

Chen Dajun took the people from the police station to look at each house, asked Director Zhao to inspect the millet, and then said, "Director Zhao, these grains are all dried, right?" ”

"We are not from the grain station, and we don't know how much the grain will be dried." Zhao Zhenghai said smoothly.

"I'll just say it bluntly, it's not that these people in our village don't pay the grain, but the grain station deliberately makes things difficult, to put it mildly, I'm not afraid of you spreading it, to put it bluntly, the people at the grain station just want a little benefit." Chen Dajun said.

"Village Chief Chen, why don't I go and help adjust it, and you hand over the grain?" Zhao Zhenghai proposed.

"It's okay to hand over the grain, let the grain station collect it yourself, we send it over, don't want the grain station. Let's send it over again, this obviously doesn't make sense, let's send it over, a hundred catties of grain will be paid for five yuan of freight. Chen Dajun said.

"How is this possible?" Zhao Zhenghai smiled bitterly.

"Families have something to do, to bring food to the town, to rent a car...... You can't work in vain, can you? Chen Dajun asked rhetorically.

"Okay, let's go back first." After Zhao Zhenghai finished speaking, he left Wufeng Village with a few policemen.

Ten minutes later, the eight policemen returned to the police station and sat in the office to discuss countermeasures.

"Director, why didn't we catch a few of them back just now?" A young policeman asked, confused.

"Catch? If you want to die, just go and arrest it, something like this is not right from the people at the grain station, how many people are there in our police station, and how many villagers are there in Qianshi Town? If it causes public outrage, you don't know where you will die. Zhao Zhenghai said angrily.

"Xiao Qin, you are from a big city and don't know about the situation in ......the countryside," Zhang Dongshan explained.

"The four of you go to the outside of the grain station to keep an eye on it, so that the villagers and the people at the grain station don't get into a fight, and I will report the situation." Zhao Zhenghai said.