Chapter 176 Handing over food
Yang Dazhuang looked at Mr. Yang and others who were energized and not at all tired after staying up late. He didn’t say much in his heart. He just stood aside and watched a few old people holding pens and papers. Calculating.
Yang Dazhuang did not dare to disturb them, so he turned and walked aside, looking at the stacked grain piles, feeling comfortable.
Take a deep breath, turn around and walk into the brigade headquarters. When he came out, there was already a long gun on his back.
The barrel of the gun exudes a coldness, which is very conspicuous in the early morning.
"Militia team, assemble!"
A cold shout rang out. Those who were still laughing on top of the grain pile heard it and immediately jumped down and ran to line up in front of Yang Dazhuang with a roar.
Soon, the young girls, wives, old women and children all around them dispersed to one side, leaving an open space in the middle.
Yang Dazhuang stood in front with a solemn face.
Five minutes later, people running from home joined the team one after another, and the four rows were lined up neatly.
Yang Shitou ran out and said, "Report to the captain that the militia team has assembled."
"58 people should be here, but there are actually 58 people. Please give instructions."
Yang Dazhuang nodded with satisfaction and looked at everyone .
“Everything is done, take a rest!”
Wow
"Comrades, the harvest of our village has come this year."
"You have seen it, a good harvest, a bumper harvest."
Yang Dazhuang waved his palms, with an excited look on his face .
Everyone below is equally excited, there is so much food, no need to starve!
“However, our task is not completed yet.”
"It is the task of our militia team to protect the food before it is delivered to the town."
"Are you confident that it can be completed?"
"Yes!"
A group of strong men Boys, all roared.
Infected by the sound, even the women and children around him became excited.
"Okay."
"I will assign the tasks below."
"First team, you cooperate with the children's team and be responsible for the existing duty guards."
"Yes!"
"The second team is responsible for guarding the brigade headquarters and the granary."
"No one is allowed to approach without the permission of the village leader!"
"Yes, I promise to complete the mission!"
"The third and fourth teams are temporarily taking a break, rotating every half a day, no slacking off. ! ”
“Yes.”
“Now, the commanders of each unit receive their weapons and carry out their missions”
Everyone dispersed, while Yang Dazhuang was waiting for the final result in the yard.
The same scene was staged in several surrounding villages.
Soon, teams were patrolling these rural fields. The leading squad leader carried a gun on his back. Some of the militiamen behind him were holding red-tasseled guns, and some were carrying large blades with serious expressions.
Any disturbance is their focus.
Another day passed. In the brigade headquarters of Yangjiazhuang Commune, a group of people gathered around the table, waiting for the results.
"I've done it three times, it's not wrong."
Mr. Yang held the notebook in his hand with a smile on his face.
The elders and senior officials of the surrounding villages were all smiling.
Yang Dazhuang took the book, read it again and again, and finally shouted happily to the people outside.
“One hundred and ten thousand catties, one hundred and ten thousand catties!”
There was a burst of cheers outside the door immediately.
Someone next to me added, "The yield per mu is 500 kilograms. It has not been so much in recent years."
Hearing the news outside, he was shocked again.
“Five hundred catties, sir, five hundred catties.”
“Oh my God, if I had three or four hundred catties in the past, I would be blessed by God, my dear!”
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"This is only half of the land. If all this land is planted with this kind of corn, hurray, quickly calculate, how much will we have left."
"Damn, I don't have enough fingers to count!"
“You are blind!”
“Aren’t you?”
“Yes, yes, we are all, but there are so many damn ones.”
"That's right! Our village will definitely not have to go hungry this time!"
"You don't need to say that..."
Everyone was chattering outside the door. Afraid of being hungry.
Especially since last year, the public surplus grain has increased a lot. Throughout the winter, people in the village lived with empty stomachs.
The adults are okay and can tolerate eating some wild vegetables, but the boys at home are growing up, and they have no energy to make noises if they don't have enough to eat.
After a long time, the people who work are hungry and have no energy.
Now, everyone has expectations in their hearts.
Yang Dazhuang carefully put the notebook into his arms, then patted his chest with a smile on his face.
Everyone around you will also smile.
Of course they have an account in mind.
The wheat harvested this year is only about 50,000 jins, and the other messy 20,000 to 30,000 jins add up to a total of 200,000 jins.
This is 30,000 to 40,000 kilograms more than at the same time in previous years.
Yang Dazhuang is thinking that he will pay more public surplus grain this year than last year, and then subtract the ration left by the village to grow grain.
After this, there are still three or four thousand kilograms left.
This takes into account the rations for the whole village.
As long as there is so much food in autumn, their Yangjiazhuang will be completely free from famine, and there will be no more hungry people.
In an instant, several people in the room smiled.
"Master, I did the math. In addition to what we handed in, each family left at least three thousand catties!"
"Our village has also become a Yuliang Village! "
Yuliang Village is not easy in this era, but it represents an increase in productivity.
In this kind of village, not only is there plenty of food to eat, but it is also famous far and wide for the young people in the village to find wives.
Mr. Yang remained calm despite the laughter, but in his heart, like everyone else, he was excited about the harvested food.
Took out an unopened cigarette case from his arms, opened it with trembling fingers, then took out one and placed the rest on the table.
When the people around him saw it, they all picked it up and shared one cigarette with each other. In the end, Yang Dazhuang put the cigarette box in his pocket. This cigarette was of great use.
Everyone lit a fire and the room was filled with smoke.
"Da Zhuang."
Mr. Yang suddenly spoke, and everyone's attention came to attention.
"Sir, tell me!" "Well! Let me ask you, how much food did the village receive from the country last year?"
After Mr. Yang asked, there was a question in the room. Everyone lowered their heads.
There wasn't much food in their village last year, or in other words, the whole countryside didn't have much food on hand if they wanted to complete the task.
Finally, when you can no longer survive, you can only reach out to the country.
Yang Dazhuang said without thinking, "Master, last year we owed one thousand kilograms of coarse grains!"
The people around him were breathing heavily.
“What about the year before last?”
The grandfather asked again.
“400 kilograms of whole grains!”
Da da
Mr. Yang moved his buttocks, “How much do we owe in total?”
Yang Dazhuang summed it up in his mind, "Since the last severe typhoon, we have borrowed a total of 5,280 kilograms of coarse grains over the years."
After hearing this number, everyone was silent for a while.
They also knew that the village had borrowed food from others in the past few years. Although this was a helpless move, they felt like they owed money to others, and they were so stressed that they couldn't breathe.
Now, after hearing that there is a food shortage of more than 5,000 kilograms, everyone no longer smiles as before.
Mr. Yang nodded, then looked at the people around him and said, "What's wrong? Is everything gone?"
"If you owe money and pay back, there is no shame in it."
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"Dazhuang, what I mean is that I will return the extra three thousand two hundred and eighty kilograms first."
"When the autumn harvest is over, I will pay back the rest."
“We are guarding so much food and have such good seeds, why are we worried about not having enough to eat?”
After Mr. Yang finished speaking, Yang Dazhuang nodded immediately.
“Yes, with such good seeds, there will be a bumper harvest in a few months.”
"Yes, yes, let's plant more varieties this time, and plant four hundred acres!"
"We are planting corn and nothing else? What do you eat?"
"Eat What? I’ll be satisfied if I have stick noodles to eat every day!”
“That’s right...”
When the topic started, everyone started vomiting again.
Yang Dazhuang saw everyone agreeing, but in his heart he was extremely grateful to Yang Xiaotao for changing everything.
"Okay, in two days it will be the day for our area to hand over public food."
"Dazhuang, get ready."
"Master, I know .”
“By the way, does this high-yield corn matter need to be reported?”
Yang Dazhuang asked another question that everyone was concerned about.
In their hearts, of course, their own village will benefit first.
Yang Xiaotao doesn’t have many seeds. Yangjiazhuang alone can consume enough. If this is revealed, how much can the village get?
The good life that was about to be lived was gone in the blink of an eye. Even the old people in the village felt a little fed up.
Mr. Yang looked around and said sonorously, "You guys, I have thrown away all the little Jiujiu in your heart."
"If such good seeds are not handed over to the country, what use will they have in our hands?"
"Just be content. Xiaotao was the first to think about our village, but now he still doesn't get enough credit?"
Mr. Yang stood up. Some people around him were ashamed, lowered their heads and then raised them again.
The hesitation just now disappeared from his face.
“Big and strong.”
"Last time Xiaotao came back to deliver seeds, Xiaotao and I discussed this matter."
"He has already compiled and handed in the information, but the specific situation has not been revealed yet."
"We consider it a practice here. When the time comes, you can explain it clearly to the people in the grain store and ask them to report it as well."
Yang Dazhuang nodded.
“Since it’s Xiao Tao’s intention, it’s easy to handle.”
"Anyway, we only focus on farming, and we still have to rely on him for the seeds!"
The people around him nodded after hearing this, and their hearts were relieved.
After all, this kind of thing was created by Yang Xiaotao alone.
That’s what people do.
But Yang Dazhuang knew that this kind of artifact that benefits the country and the people can play its greatest role in the hands of the country.
In my heart, I was satisfied with Yang Xiaotao's handling of the matter.
Two days later, at dawn, the laborers in Yangjiazhuang tied up the grain bags with a cart, and then one person pushed the cart, and someone else pulled it the year before, and walked towards the town.
Today is the day when they pay the public grain. In addition to the public grain, there is also the surplus grain sold and the difference in payment.
The place where the town is located is called Dacun. As the name suggests, this is the largest village in the surrounding area. It has a large population and many battlefields. Important gatherings and markets are also held here.
When the sun rises, the roads are full of carts and farmers carrying burdens.
"Oh, Yang Shitou, your team is long enough!"
In the team, the Qu family Zaohu's driver carried the load like a cart, with corn particles in both ends.
The two of them saw each other a lot on weekdays, and they became familiar with each other.
Yang Shitou pushed the cart hard, and there were five bags stacked on the cart. Lao Gao couldn't see the road ahead, so he could only rely on the person pulling the cart to guide him.
“That’s right, our village has a big harvest this year!”
Yang Shitou knew who it was by hearing the voice. Without tilting his head, he tried his best to hold on to the armrest of the car.
“Oh, your car is not light!”
The man glanced at the car mark, and then looked behind him.
The harvest in their village this year is the same as last year. Because it is close to the river, although there is not much land, the best irrigated fields in the village are the most in this village.
In normal years, their village also reaps the most.
But now, looking at the long queue in Yangjiazhuang, every car is full, I can't help but murmur in my heart.
"No, I'm exhausted."
Yang Shitou felt that the rope on his shoulders was about to cut into his flesh, and his legs were a little unruly.
"Shitou, your village has made a lot of contributions this time."
"Of course!"
"You guys, that's not right. I haven't seen so many of you in normal years. You won't hand over all the rations!"
Yang Shitou shook his head, "What will we eat if we hand over the rations?"
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The man was confused and quickly returned to his team.
Along the way, many people in the village saw something strange in Yangjiazhuang, but no one asked, they just communicated in low voices.
Each village has its own difficulties.
But for national construction, that kind of high enthusiasm will only give them unconditional support.