Early the next morning, Zhao San was in the broadcast room and shouted:

"Cough, cough, pay attention, pay attention. Next, let's talk about a few important things."

"Today is the 29th of the Gregorian calendar, the 16th day of the fifth lunar month. There are three days left before a heavy rainstorm will come."

"The leader of the weather station said that it may rain in advance or it may be delayed by a day or two."

"No matter what happens, we can't take any chances!"

"It is most appropriate to put wheat into the warehouse!"

The villagers who heard the broadcast speeded up their work and discussed:

"Isn't that right? If the wheat doesn't come into the warehouse, you won't be able to sleep well!"

"Even if I took it back and didn't dry it, wouldn't I be in a hurry to get angry?"

It was a bustling morning, with those who cut the wheat, those who stored the wheat, those who threshed the wheat, those who built the wheat stacks, and those who dried the wheat on the roof...

Everyone is listening to the radio with their ears pricked up.

Village chief Zhao San continued:

"Although, Si Chen's harvester has been there these days, harvesting for everyone day and night."

"But he only has one harvester, so he is too busy."ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

"The young and old men in the village have finished harvesting their own wheat. When they have time, they can help the anxious neighbors."

"Those who don't plan to use the harvester, the wheat is almost ripe and the folks can't wait for the harvester——"

"Pay some money and ask someone who is free to help you."

"Here, I want to make a statement. Anyone who helps others harvest wheat will receive half of their wages from the village collective!"

"Young and old men, if you need anything, please come to the village collective to register."

After saying that, Zhao San continued to repeat it again.

The villagers immediately went crazy!

Now that the wheat harvest is finished, who wouldn’t want to make some money?

In rural areas these days, although wages are low, you can generally only get 10 yuan for a day’s work, but it’s still money after all!

Villagers who urgently need to harvest wheat are of course happy to hear that the village collective will subsidize half of their wages!

Soon, the owners who needed wheat harvesters and the villagers who had time to harvest wheat gradually gathered in the village collective.

After all, Zhaojiayuan is a big village and is divided into six brigades.

The captain and vice-captain of each brigade must ensure that one of them can be present and cooperate with the village collective accountant to handle matters quickly.

…

On Si Chen's side, the wind, wind and fire continued to harvest wheat.

"Brother Zhao Yi, my dad said that my wheat can't wait until the day after tomorrow. Please cross out the one from my family."

A half-grown young man hurried over and said to Zhao Yi.

"Okay, got it!" Zhao Yi picked up the ballpoint pen and found this family in the registration book:

"Zhao Yousi, is this your home?"

"Hey, yes, that's my dad!"

"It's done!"

The blue ballpoint pen in Zhao Yi's hand drew a long mark on the notebook.

This is already the tenth one this morning.

Si Chen stopped to refuel and add water to the machine. Seeing Zhao Yi's slumped face, he teased:

"Hey, is it wilted?"

Zhao Yi pursed his lips and couldn't help but said: "Brother Chen, don't blame my dad for this matter. He is the village chief and must put the overall situation first."

"Hey, what do I care about? Is this all?" Si Chen chuckled, tightened the fuel tank cap, and said:

"I came up with this idea for my third uncle last night. Anyway, you and I are brothers, so I can't just ignore it, right?"

Zhao Yi was suddenly in disbelief and his eyes widened: "Brother Chen, you, you, you..."

Si Chen chuckled, took off his sunglasses, shook his head, and threw away a handful of loess.

Around his eyes, there were immediately traces of sunglasses, like an unearthed panda terracotta warrior.

How can you not eat dirt while working in the fields?

"Besides, there are so many acres of wheat in your village, I only have a harvester, and time is tight. I can't force everyone to wait just to make money."

Si Chen picked up the kettle and drank.

Zhao Yi was very excited, his eyes sparkling:

"Brother Chen, you are so kind-hearted. You would rather not make this money than help the people in our village sincerely."

"With your character, you are the legendary Confucian businessman!"

Si Chen took a sip of water and almost spit it out:

"Me? Confucian businessman? Look at me. Do I look like a bandit who occupies a mountain and is king?"

After saying that, the two of them laughed.

However, Si Chen was a little surprised and asked: "Do you still know about Confucian businessmen?"

"What don't you know? I graduated from high school!"

Si Chen was stunned and smiled: "I can't tell, then why didn't you get into college?"

"Damn it, Mr. Guan was so careless that he lost Jingzhou. I probably didn't perform well enough." Zhao Yi sneered and scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

Si Chen could clearly see his deliberate concealment and the deep regret in his eyes.

"You usually have good grades? How about the mock exam?"

"Nothing is wrong. I did pretty well during the exam. I just don't know what happened. When the results came out, I only scored 347 points."

Si Chen's heart skipped a beat, his intuition wasn't very good.

An extremely strong idea suddenly popped up.

However, he did not plan to give Zhao Yi unnecessary hope for the time being. He thought that he would have to find his fourth uncle when he went back. After all, he was the deputy director of the Education Bureau.

…

In the village collective, Zhao San leaned on crutches and looked at the endless stream of people who came to sign up, and the haze in his heart gradually dissipated.

At this moment, several people came in from outside the gate——

They are all dressed simply, wearing straw hats and liberation shoes, like farmers.

but!

Their bodies were too clean, and their clothes not only had no wrinkles, but also had no old dirt that couldn't be washed away. They looked like new clothes.

Zhao San has lived for half his life and has seen all kinds of people. He can tell something strange at a glance.

He leaned on crutches, jumped forward and said:

"Comrades, where are you from and what do you want? I am the village chief of Zhaojiayuan, Zhao San."

As he said this, he gave out cigarettes to everyone one by one.

The strange thing is that the three people in front of them who were taking cigarettes hesitated for a moment, and seemed to subconsciously glance at the man surrounded by them.

Zhao San's eyelids jumped!

Be good~

You can’t really tell Si Chen right!

The newly appointed top leaders in the county, along with members of the leadership team of the county party committee, came to my Zhaojiayuan?

Is this posture like a private visit via incognito?

Zhao San also judged based on experience that the man with the strongest aura was most likely the leader!

Otherwise, why would the three people in front of me look at each other when they were receiving cigarettes?

This is what officialdom is like. You can't do anything without just the big leader?

"Hello, Comrade Zhao San, we are from the city's agricultural department. We have come to the countryside to collect information. My surname is Mao."

One of them took the initiative to shake hands with Zhao San and said.

Zhao San took a closer look and exclaimed in his heart, "Fuck!"

Isn't this Si Chen's fifth uncle, Mao Yiming?

Unable to run away, the man surrounded by everyone must be the new leader, Li Fumin.
To be continued...