Wang Hongwen hasn't returned to the commune yet. It seems that the detection team can't come down today. It is very likely that Wang Hongwen will stay in the county for one night.

He was not in a hurry to find Zhu Zhangyuan. Since he had the policy of "flying water flows quickly", mining coal was a foregone conclusion and could not escape.

The tractor matters are not urgent. There are only seventy or eighty households in a production brigade, and at most hundreds of households are over. Even if he finds out the provident fund accounts, the members still need to raise funds. The first tractor is the most difficult, and the next six will be natural.

The time has not yet come, and now is not the time for him to stand up and shout and push forward. He has to wait for equipment for honeycomb coal. Wang Hongwen has sent a letter and has to wait for the equipment factory to reply. He has to apply for large equipment and home appliances to purchase notes, and even if he doesn't have a note to buy a bicycle, he can't buy it.

At this moment, the commune's horn suddenly rang, "All production teams have it. Selling good grain to the country is a glorious obligation of the majority of farmers and a concrete manifestation of patriotic actions!

If it doesn’t rain tomorrow, we will set off at 7 o’clock in the morning to purchase it. The captains of each team prepare the grain they want to hand over and coordinate the transportation of the trailer. The quality of the grain delivery must be clean and full, and be weighed in order to store it in order, without crowding, no quarrel, and abide by the order of grain delivery. Notify again and go to the country..."

Fang Dajun was stunned for a moment. He almost forgot about handing over public grain. This is a big scene. Take the Xinqiao Brigade where he is located. If he wants to pay 100,000 kilograms of millet, one person needs hundreds of people to carry 200 kilograms. In total, the whole commune has to pay more than 800,000 kilograms of millet. With such a large amount, almost everyone in the commune acts together. The scene in his memory can only be described as shock.

"Dajun, I have to go back and pack up the trailer." Qin Da said.

Fang Dajun nodded, and tragically discovered that tomorrow's plan to pick up girls was ruined again, so he could not hide. This is the matter of the entire commune, and as a labor force, he also has to help. This is the task issued by the state. The land belongs to the state. If farmers use the country's land, they should fulfill their obligation to pay public grain. This is also patriotism. Use the planted food to support national construction and let the Chinese nation stand tall among the nations in the world!

But you can't just hand over this grain if you want to hand over it. It must meet the "one, two, three full" requirements. These three requirements have stumped many production teams, such as the seven production brigades of Jiaoshan Commune, and the twenty-one production teams below, each handing over the task grain of their own teams, and even allocating tasks to households. It is not a simple task to hand over the grain!

"Let's go and talk to Liu Chunshan first." Fang Dajun closed his eyes slightly, exuding an inexplicable emotion.

The gun must be external. Although the food delivery will be based on small teams at that time, Xinqiao Brigade is a whole. One of the teams is not successfully handed over, and the other two teams will be in trouble.

He still has prejudice against Liu Chunshan. Not to mention coal, it is a scam just that the granary of the production team and the Liu family’s house is connected, and it is hard to guard against!

But this time it was a big deal, and I let go of some emotions. Liu Chunshan is no longer qualified to be his opponent. His battlefield will be in the town, county, and province!

As soon as the speaker notified, Liu Chunshan must be in the granary. Sure enough, after they rushed over, they saw the Liu family working at a glance. The Liu family is a big family in Xinqiao, with more than 30 families. The houses are built next to each other, occupying a large area of ​​land and the location is quite good, just on the side of the road.

"Captain Liu, how are the food preparations? Let me tell you something." Fang Dajun shouted loudly.

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Early the next morning, just as the genius was dawn, the commune's trumpet had already sounded. There was a local way to determine the sky on the second day in the countryside, that is, the more stars there were in the sky at night that day, the higher the possibility of a big sun the next day, and of course it was not absolute.

In addition, it is usually a good weather when the morning fog is coming. Last night, the stars were everywhere, and this morning it was foggy.

Fang Dajun and his family had already gotten up, and their mother got up earlier and had to feed the livestock before delivering food. Cooking pig food was a troublesome.

Primary school was suspended today, and junior high school students studying in Jiaoshan Commune also took leave collectively. The school dared not refuse to approve it, and delayed the delivery of food. No one could bear this responsibility.

Even more amazing, if any team has not completed the purchase, the children will not want to study, because part of the teacher’s salary is collectively borne by the commune.

"Moo~!" "Hissy~!" "Wowoo!" "Un!"

The cries of domestic animals sounded, and the old cows drove out of the pen, and there were still a few mules that were rarely used. A large group of only three or four cows and one or two mules could not solve much weight. The main labor force was still people.

Although there are shaft shaft trucks, the quantity is limited and can hold half a ton of coal, but coal is much heavier than grain. More than a dozen bamboo trucks only solve more than 10,000 kilograms of millet.

The rest can only be relied on people. Women, girls and children carry baskets, strong men carry baskets, and children use nanmu bamboo to hold backs, only twenty or thirty kilograms at a time, and women have 60 or 70 kilograms of baskets. Strong men are the main force, and one carries hundreds of kilograms. The more powerful one can carry more than 200 kilograms on the road.

But just this is not enough to transport the food. The amount of food is too much. The strong man just handed over it and carried it in a basket. He had to go at least twice. Sichuan is known as the country of Tianfu, and it also built water conservancy in various places. Not only reservoirs, but also specially built irrigation channels. Once the reservoir is released, the water flow in the channel can run ten miles away and irrigate thousands of acres of farmland.

The main means of transportation also have wooden wheelbarrows, called "chicken bus" in Sichuan. It is operated by a single person and can transport weights of more than 200 kilograms. It is not a problem if someone assists 500 kilograms, and the limit can reach 700 kilograms.

Jiaoshan Commune is quite good, because the road was built to Beidou, and there was almost no slope. For example, some communes on the mountain could only rely on manpower to carry the food down. You heard that right, some small communes were built on the plains on the top of the mountain. It took an hour to go up and down the mountain with empty hands. These small communes were finally merged into the large commune at the foot of the mountain and finally became part of the "town", but now they are still individual communes.

"There are tens of thousands of kilograms of grain, and it's gone!" Fang Donghua sighed. If the grain is not handed over, each household can get more than a thousand kilograms of grain, and it will not be able to escape by two or three hundred kilograms of people's head.

Fang Dajun had no way to comfort him, because this "limited purchase" would gradually adjust, and the purchase of grain would decrease every year in the future. Later, "subscribed grain" would appear, that is, the food that exceeds the task after completing the task, and the state would subsidize money. It seemed that it was in the 1990s. He could not remember exactly which year. At that time, villagers could sell the excess grain to private individuals, and meat food was also open.

Also, with the popularity of hybrid rice and excellent rice species, coupled with the rapid development of Greater China, everyone's life would be better in the 1990s. After the task was handed over, a household could have more than a thousand kilograms of rice. At least most people could eat enough, eat big white rice, and eat meat.

"Each team and household took the time to have a meal. After packing up the house, they went to their respective production teams to load their food. Xinqiao Brigade left first..." The lama was still shouting. This time it was Wang Hongwen's voice. It seemed that he had rushed back last night.

"I've been handed over to buy!" "I've been handed over to buy!" The captains shouted, attracting the approval of the villagers, and they rose one after another in the valley, echoes higher and higher, spread into the mountains and forests, and into the hearts of the masses...

"Old man, mom, let's go too!" Fang Dajun seemed very excited. This big scene was so modern. This was not a movie picture, but a real appearance in his life.

"Okay, you go and follow the car, relax!" Fang Donghua greeted.

"Well, I'll go find Niu Daman and the others."

The family packed up and went out, and the two sisters were carrying small baskets on their backs. The father carried two wrapped bamboo mats. It would be very lively today. There is no need to call the neighbors, because everyone is doing the same thing today.

He first rushed to the near the granary and called Niu Daman, mute, and lucky three of them. The two brothers of the Qin family did not come with him because Qin Da was going to join the army this year, for fear of affecting political review.

If you want to hand over the public grain, the quality of the grain must be passed, that is, "one, two, three are full", but each production team has actually handed over the best grain, but they will still encounter failures and there are still many.

At this time, you can find ways to conquer the "mixed species", mixed species, and dog-good ones that collect grain. These words are the names given to grain inspectors by all villagers, and grain inspectors can also deserve this name.

There are two ways: one is to give gifts, secretly send cigarettes and other things to the grain inspector, and you can pass the grain; the other is to be even more arrogant than those grain inspectors, and you are so scared that the grain inspector is afraid of being retaliated afterwards, so you can naturally hand over the grain. What is this called? The villagers hand over the grain they have worked hard to grow depends on the inspector's expression.

"Dajun, I think it's better for the production team to raise some cigarette money!" Liu Chunshan had a bitter face and was extremely depressed. In the past few years, when he couldn't pay the food, he secretly stuffed the cigarette and sent it out the entire front door of the filter. Of course, the cigarette money was a collective burden.

But this year, when he encountered difficulties, Fang Dajun, the kid, firmly disagreed with giving gifts, saying that he wanted to take people to "reason" with the grain inspectors. This is a good reason! The grain inspector is not a person who can reason with you at all. Even if you walked dozens of miles of mountain roads with your grain on your back, you were so tired that you almost fainted. The grain inspector said that if you failed, you would not be able to hand over it.

"Captain Liu, didn't you agree yesterday? You want to go back on your word now?" Fang Dajun looked cold.

"No, no, alas! You can do it, don't really make trouble." Liu Chunshan said frustratedly. Yesterday afternoon, Fang Dajun came to the door and scared him in a few words. He was not clean about coal and provident fund, and Fang Dajun followed him to check the accounts. If he wanted Fang Dajun to let him go, he had to agree to send food.

At first he didn't believe that Fang Dajun could find evidence, but after hearing a few words, he was shocked and his clothes were wet with cold sweat. If Fang Dajun did the method to investigate him, he might as well go directly to the secretary to confess his guilt. The investigation was too TMD. Not to mention him, all the captains of this commune could not find anyone to withstand it.

"That's good!" Fang Dajun smiled.

At this moment, the blacksmith Zhang ran over, carried a big sack, and shouted: "Da Army, the things are delivered to you, but you have to make some tricks, don't make a big deal!"

Fang Dajun smiled and said, "Haha, Uncle Zhang, don't worry! By the way, I have to hurry up on the tractor. I will go to the county to find connections in two days to implement the driving learning."

"Then the relationship is good, don't worry, the tractor matter cannot be escaped!" Zhang Blacksmith's face was filled with joy.

But Liu Chunshan next to him was sweating coldly again. Sure enough, Fang Dajun had done the tractor matter again. If he wins over the blacksmith, it would be like he was stuck in his life. I am afraid that it would be more than blacksmiths, brick workers, masons, carpenters, etc. in the commune were also attracted. If the provident fund was used, it would pass through the hands of these craftsmen. At that time, Fang Dajun would as long as he gathered the craftsmen together to investigate, he would be able to shake out any trouble.

Deeply feeling powerless, Liu Chunshan is really afraid of this kid now, too TMD can do anything.

"Shit pull!" The sack was pulled apart, and there were processed steel rods inside, which were made into a bar shape, but it was not opened and it was very simple. The handle of the knife was the iron rod, and the blade body was only knocked into a flat shape, but if these things were not properly handled, they would cause disabilities.

"Brother Niu, you have no problem!" Fang Dajun asked happily.

"I have a problem with hair. I've long wanted to deal with those bastards." Niu Daman grinned, revealing a mouthful of steel teeth, and his mood became a little unstable.

Fortunately, the face of the big kid is not hideous, but it gives people a terrible feeling of indifference and a killer temperament; as for the mute, it gives people a ruthless feeling.

"That's it, let's go on the road!" Fang Dajun didn't say much, and what he should have said had already been negotiated yesterday afternoon.

He said something yesterday, asking three people to help him get the jar in the future, and it may even go to jail for him. The corresponding price he paid was also very high, but the problem that could be solved with money was not a problem.

He smiled and just handed over some food, so he wouldn't really make trouble. According to his nature, he should have agreed to Liu Chuncheng's way of giving money, but the former master ran out with a strong obsession. The strong memory affected his judgment, because he wanted to avenge his father.

Last year, the truck of grain handed over by Fang Donghua failed and was exposed. He was exposed to the whole day. Not to mention eating, he didn't even drink a sip of water. After returning home, he fell seriously ill. At that time, the former owner wanted to find a grain inspector to fight, but was stopped by Fang Donghua.

This year, he will find this venue for his former master, and he himself wants to give his current father an explanation.

"I've sent it to buy it!" "I've handed over the food!"

There were shouts everywhere, countless millets were loaded into sacks, baskets, and baskets. Hundreds of people from Xinqiao Brigade moved. There were already long queues on the road, and there were six other production teams preparing behind them. The villagers who lived up the mountain rushed down before dawn...

"Let's go!" Liu Chunshan stood in front of the team and shouted loudly, but he was extremely anxious. He didn't know how Fang Dajun and those ruthless people wanted to make trouble...
Chapter completed!