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    It was stormy outside and dark clouds were rolling in, but the team headquarters of the Huanglin Production Team was in full swing, and everyone was so busy that their eyes were red.

    "Drag out the linoleum from the warehouse and put it in the wheat shed, hurry up!"

    "Captain, is the warehouse going to leak?"

    "Nong Handa?! Now there is a fart in Te Niang's library! The wheat will be harvested for nothing if it gets wet!"

    "Oh, yes!"

    "The big stove is burning, and the wet wheat is quickly baked. When the Ming Dynasty is not dried, the buds will come out!"

    "Captain, the firewood is wet! What should I do?"

    "Every family and household will be collected! It will be calculated as work points in the future!"

    Secretary Cao went to the brigade department of Qianxi Village to take charge of the harvesting work. Captain Shi Hesheng of the Huanglin production team supported the overall situation alone, pumping all the active members of the team like spinning tops.

    Time waits for no one, the typhoon is fierce and rainy, although the wheat has been harvested, if it is not well kept, if it is drenched by rain, in such a sultry weather, the wheat will germinate or become moldy after a night.  Then all previous efforts will be wasted.

    Protecting against wind and rain, and baking wheat are really things that can't be done by jumping on two feet. No one will be able to sleep this night.

    With so much wheat, the squad headquarters couldn't move it, and the wet wheat had to be dried as soon as possible. Captain Shi gave an order to make the houses of a dozen or so households spacious.  drying.

    Team accountants Shi Zhongguo and "Tie Shiluo" stood in front of the wheat shed against the wind and rain, counting and keeping accounts, and assigned the wet wheat to each household with a loud voice.  When the wind stops and the rain stops, the wheat is dried and handed over to the team, and then the work points and firewood will be counted.

    The old Cao Jiagen is young and red, and he has always performed well, so he was also assigned to the task of drying thousands of catties.

    Cao Fugui wore a poncho and braved the wind and rain to accompany his grandfather and second uncle to bring home the wet wheat in a fully covered cart. The wheat was not much wet, and the three men had already been drenched and fished out of the water.  Come the same.

    Back home, the women and children took care of the rest.  The one who moved the wheat moved the wheat, the one who lit the fire lit the fire, and the three big men sat on the side to take a breath and watched the busyness in the house.

    Grandma brought some bowls of ginger soup and poured it down for the men in the room.  After a mouthful of hot soup, it was spicy and sweet, and I was sweating all over, which made my body feel much more comfortable.

    The typhoon roared all night, and the people in the production team were also busy all night. When the clouds cleared and the rain stopped in the early morning, the typhoon had passed through, leaving only a mess.

    Many trees in the village were blown down by the typhoon, and the roofs of several families were blown off. Two team members were hit by fallen trees and debris. One injured his leg, and the other hit his head.  hinder.

    Suijin River was soaring, and the muddy muddy water was filled with fish and shrimps, rushing down. A few greedy children ran to catch the fish, and almost let the water wash away. Fortunately, the patrolling militiamen caught it up, and when they returned home, they let the family  The grown-ups spanked Blossom.

    By the afternoon of the next day, the wheat fields and roads were still muddy, and the sun was already hot in the sky.

    Captain Shi roared, and the whole team mobilized to dry the wheat.

    Due to the loss due to early harvesting, plus the lack of time to harvest, this time the typhoon blew, and the field of the production team lost a total of 20% of the wheat, which was nearly 10,000 catties.  When I come to my senses, I am also afraid. If this storm is not avoided, the loss will be more than this. It is a blessing from God to get back one or two Chengdu.

    After working day and night for two or three days, Secretary Cao finally went home to rest.  The whole brigade was prepared against the wind. Qianxi Village was alright, with him watching personally. Those in Kanpo Village didn¡¯t take the news of the typhoon to heart. This time the typhoon came too fast, and the harvest was a bit slower, and only a little more than half of it was recovered.  I really want to cry but have no tears.

    The cadres of the brigade stayed up all night to type up the disaster report and send it up, and then they had to deal with the disaster, deliver public grain, plow the land, and rush to plant late rice. The whole brigade was too busy to breathe.

    Busy with harvesting, Cao Fugui had already killed half of his life. He was very self-aware and bravely stepped back to undertake the logistical support work for his family.

    Farming is not good, but he is good at making delicious food.

    It has been more than half a year since I got the Lianlu, and there are various recipes left by the ancestors, especially the food recipes. Cao Fugui studied hard and carefully tried to make all the ingredients.

    In summer, there are all kinds of vegetables, melons and fruits. During the double grabbing period, the house has three meals a day, except that the second aunt cooks the meal in the morning, and the two meals at noon and evening.  , eat homeOut of breath.

    Cao Fugui hesitated for a moment, then looked down at Xiao Qiao beside him, who followed him, took his hand, and turned his head indifferently.

    Understanding Xiao Qiao's meaning, Cao Fugui let out a piss, and scolded disdainfully: "If you have the ability to give birth, but if you don't have the ability to raise it, it's useless if the egg is born!"

    Turn around and leave, leaving behind a room full of filth.

    Sun Liugen's wailing and scolding could be faintly heard in the room, and the woman kept crying. Sun Guangzong slammed the door of the dilapidated house angrily, and cursed loudly to the outside: "Cao Fugui! You raised a white-eyed wolf as a treasure, but I just watched it."  , Nong has a very good result!"

    "Don't pay attention to him, if you take this rascal's words to heart, you will be angry and make him laugh at you." Cao Fugui took Xiao Qiao's hand and comforted him casually.

    "Brother, I will definitely let you live a good life." Xiao Qiao whispered with trembling cold hands.

    ?As a severe typhoon-hit area, after the disaster report was posted, the government allocated a sum of relief food in early September, and the Linkan brigade was quickly dispatched, and the life of each household was finally a little easier.

    ? Although there is no clear policy on household production contracting, many places have begun to implement it quietly.

    The Huanglin production team is high in the mountains and the emperor is far away, and there is not so much attention in poor valleys. In the team, the control over the private plots of each household has been relaxed. With eyes open and closed, many families have also followed the example of the people in the mountains to open up wasteland and cultivate land, and their enthusiasm for labor has greatly increased.  , production quickly resumed.

    Looking at the team members who were busy handling the late rice in the field, Cao Fugui was full of admiration. Is this going to the field, hehe, forget it!  What the leech loves the most is his thin skin and tender meat!

    He has no idea about rice, and the refinery has not opened up rice fields, but this year's winter wheat, he can really think of a way.

    The yield of the wheat in the production team is only over 200 catties per mu, unlike the few crops of wheat he planted in his refining hut, the best of the best were selected, and each crop was selected and bred, and now almost all of them have a yield of a thousand catties per mu.  Although according to the old ancestors, if they are planted outside, the yield will be greatly reduced without the aura, but it can still have nearly half of the yield, which is about 500 catties per mu.

    If you can fool the team to try planting, you can increase the production by more than half.

    It is easy to take out the seeds, but it is the most troublesome thing to have a clear path and ensure your own safety.

    For the livelihood of his father and fellow villagers, Cao Fugui rubbed his chin and began to ponder again.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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