Li Baotian couldn't remember what the wheat looked like in the heavy rain, but he could see the hunched waist in the heavy rain.

Like tireless worker ants, they took a worn-out sickle and burrowed into the vast wheat fields.

"Crops are the lives of rural people!"

Li Baotian sighed, sat in the corner and covered his face and cried.

God gave him a pair of hands to renew the lives of the people, but his hands overturned the people's cars.

…

In Langlang Village, Li Wan'er stood in the pouring rain and watched the old farmers with their waists slumped to harvest wheat in the wind and rain.

Her faith began to crumble in the storm.

"Why? Why? Is it really that important? ”

Li Wan'er didn't know why, she couldn't figure it out.

Sun Aiguo took an umbrella and put it on his head: "Little girl, don't think about it, you did the right thing today." ”

"The leader recognizes you very much."

"When the village chief is gone next year, you can at least mention a deputy village chief, you have a degree, and you have a bright future in the future!"

After Sun Aiguo finished speaking, Li Wan'er smiled, the wheat is gone, what's the use of me asking for this recognition?

"Have you cut your wheat?"

"Cut it, cut it last night!"

"Hehe..."

Li Wan'er sneered and strode into the wind and rain.

Seeing Li Wan'er humming herself, Sun Aiguo was unhappy: "What do you mean?" ”

"I told you it's important to stand in line!"

"If you don't stand in line, your future will be gone!"

Sun Aiguo shouted to Li Wan'er in the wind and rain, and Li Wan'er had already picked up a sickle and bent down.

In this majestic rain, she let the wind and rain wet her clothes, and let her tears flow in her heart.

Stand in line, stand in line, stand in line!

Isn't there no future if you don't take sides?

If she has to stand opposite the people, she would rather be like the village, and make mistakes again and again!!

The rain, from morning to night, has no intention of stopping.

The next day, the rain was still falling, no one came to interrogate Jiang Chen, and no one went to the fields again.

The golden wheat gradually changed color, and they began to turn black and moldy.

The harvester on the highway still did not come down, and Li Baotian's harvester was still lying in the ditch.

Looking out the window at the pouring rain, Xiaoshi's grandmother was sick.

Little Stone pulled a flatbed cart to take her to the doctor, and he ran wildly in the rain.

The wind blew off the broken umbrella on the flatbed, and the old lady, who was in her 80s and had shrunk into a little old man, looked at the wheat field in the distance with a wrinkled face.

She remembered the scene when she just married into Langlang Village.

At that time, the wheat in Langlang Village was golden and golden, and it was dazzling in the sun.

A group of shirtless men wielded scythes in their hands and reaped the harvest of the year.

But now, the wheat is moldy, and it will sprout when the rain stops.

"Stone, Stone ......"

The cart crushed over a rock, bumping the old high, and the old woman saw the two cleaned dirt bags in the rain.

It was his long-dead wife and his son, who had just been gone for a few years.

"Stone, Stone ......"

The old grandmother was so thin that only her leather hands remained, and she pointed at the two grave bags.

The rain was pouring down, and her voice was not heard, her hands sank, and the world was only the sound of rushing rain.

Village Hospital.

Because of the rain, the hospital did not open.

Little Stone stopped the cart and was about to call his grandmother, who had already closed her eyes.

"Grandma, grandma!"

"Grandma, grandma, wake up! Wake up! ”

"When the weather is fine, the wheat will be cut, and when the wheat is sold, I will take you to the town to see it!"

"Grandma, don't die, if you die, I'm the only one in this world."

He was beaten by more than a dozen classmates at school, and he didn't cry once, but at the moment he panicked.

He knelt in the rain, wiping tears and crying.

Passing by a car, he shouted at the car: "Help my grandma, I give you my life, save my grandma." ”

But in this world, who cares about his life?

The door of the hospital finally opened, and the village doctor walked out lazily.

Xiaoshi knelt down and begged him, but the village doctor just looked at the old man who was huddled in the car, and shook his head helplessly: "It's dead, take it home and bury it!" ”

The little stone cried again, and the rain continued to fall.

Little Stone took off the only tattered clothes on his body and put them on his grandmother's body.

He wore a pair of worn old shoes left by his father, and pulled a scooter to walk in the rain.

"Grandma, grandma, you're gone, how can I live?"

The flatbed truck came to his wheat field with a grunt, and the two grave bags were still conspicuous.

The little stone stopped the cart, and at some point another green grass grew on the new grave.

Xiaoshi struggled to climb to the grave and cut off the grass: "Dad, grandma is dead, and the world is my own......"

When evening came, Captain Fang suddenly walked into the detention center.

He took the key and opened the handcuffs of Jiang Chen and the others: "Let's go, there's news from above, special affairs, you have been released!" ”

After Captain Fang finished speaking, Li Baotian asked, "What do you mean?" ”

"It's not interesting, someone stabbed the harvester on the net."

"The reaction of netizens was very bad, so the county held a temporary meeting, and the county decided that all major plans should serve the agricultural harvest."

"Especially on this rainy day, we must be able to harvest the granules and return them to the warehouse with the sky!"

"So now all harvesters are allowed to get off the highway, and there is no need to apply for a cross-regional operation certificate."

"Your business is special, though."

"Village Chief Jiang, you are suspected of engaging in improper income, and you have to return the 20 yuan you earned to everyone in front of the people!"

After Captain Fang finished speaking, Sun Daqin applauded: "It's good to be able to harvest wheat, it's good to be able to harvest wheat!" ”

After Sun Daqin finished speaking, Jiang Chen ......

Okay, you balls, your land is all for me to plant corn and harvest your sister's wheat!?

It's okay now, everyone else is making money, and we've been busy for the past few days!

"Come on, I can see it, Langlang Village earns money, Langlang Village flowers, don't want to take a cent home."

"Come on, let's go, if you don't earn money, you won't earn it."

"It's better than squatting here, you can't eat the skewers, it's like going to jail!"

After Jiang Chen finished speaking, as soon as he opened the door of the detention center, Sun Aiguo and Xu Zhiqiang were already waiting at the door.

Seeing Jiang Chen come out, the two of them greeted him like pugs: "Village Chief, you can figure it out!" ”

"The folks are looking forward to your return!"

After Sun Aiguo finished shouting, Jiang Chen was a little surprised, why did this grandson come to pick him up?

This is not normal!

"What are you looking forward to me going back for? Harvest sprouted wheat! ”

After Jiang Chen finished speaking without a good temper, Xu Zhiqiang hurriedly handed over a cigarette: "Village chief, our good village chief." ”

"Something happened to Xiaoshi, we'll pick you up as soon as possible!"

After Xu Zhiqiang finished speaking, Jiang Chen sneered: "I knew that you didn't have anything good." ”

"However, I'm not fooled, I'm tired, I'm going back fishing!"

After Jiang Chen finished speaking, the mobile phone rang, and when he opened the phone, it was a message that popped up from the system.

[Little Village Chief App]: Friendly reminder, the task of the little stone has not been completed yet!

As a village chief, if you can't save Xiaoshi, then you are not a qualified village chief.

After the system prompted, Jiang Chen sneered: "Get out of your sister, when did I say that I want to become a qualified village chief?" ”

[Little Village Chief App]: Do you want to notify your father to come?

"Patriotic, where is the little stone?"

"It's all my villagers, I don't care who cares about him?"

Xu Zhiqiang was a little confused, didn't you still say you wanted to fish just now?

What's wrong?

Hot fishing rods?

Or is it a hot fish?

"Village Chief, come with me, I'll take you personally!"