"Qiu Rui, Ming Qi, how many quotations have you two written down?" Xu Qunyi asked anxiously and worriedly after seeing Secretary Li reviewing the quotations they had written down.

Before, when he was copying the quotations from memory, he couldn't write many words. He was attracted by the speed at which Zhu Jianbo wrote the quotations, and he didn't care how many quotations Mingqi and Qiu Rui next to him had written, or how many of them they had written correctly.

"Uncle, I saw Qiu Rui was copying the quotations very quickly without stopping in the middle. Qiu Rui should have written a lot. Our production team should be able to win this competition." Xu Fan, who was standing behind Xu Qunyi, said.

"I've written nearly two hundred articles, so I'll have no problem winning this fight.

"Uncle Xu, please prepare all the tickets and a dollar. Don't forget to treat us two aunts and nephews to meat at noon." Zhang Qiurui said calmly when he saw Xu Qunyi looking at him.

"Aunt, did you really write so many?" Zhang Mingqi was just busy copying the quotations by herself and didn't see how much her aunt had written. She knew yesterday that her aunt had a trick up her sleeve and could definitely recite more than eighty quotations, but she didn't expect her aunt to have so many quotations.

"Secretary Li, all the 178 quotations Comrade Zhu Jianbo wrote down are correct!" Xiao Li on the other side said to Secretary Li after checking the quotations Zhu Jianbo wrote down.

"The Zhangli Village Production Team wrote out 203 quotations from memory, more than the Zhu Village Production Team. I declare that the Zhangli Village Production Team has won this competition.

"Let's release water for one day first." Secretary Li announced loudly.

"This is impossible." Zhu Jianbo was originally waiting for Secretary Li to announce that their Zhucun Production Team had won, but when he heard the result, his face turned ashen in an instant, and his voice trembled slightly with shock and unwillingness.

"I clearly memorized so much, how could I lose..." Zhu Jianbo snatched the paper with the quotations written by the team members of Zhangli Village from Secretary Li's hand.

He quickly skipped over what Xu Qunyi had written and continued on to what Zhang Mingqi had written. When he saw Zhang Qiurui's handwriting and the number of quotations, he suddenly looked up, holding the paper with Zhang Qiurui's quotations with a puzzled look on his face and asked, "Did you write this? How old are you?"

"I'm eleven years old this year and just graduated from elementary school." Zhang Qiurui said innocently.

This guy can't afford to lose, right? Then, she moved closer to Xu Qunyi, lest Zhu Jianbo vent his anger on her and get beaten up.

"Grandpa, I'm not as skilled as others. Our Zhucun Production Team will definitely win next time. Let's go back." Zhu Jianbo glanced at Zhang Qiurui and left first.

"Why are you still standing there? We won this fight, repaired the canal, blocked the canal of Zhucun Production Team, and started to release the water.

Fanzi, you go back to the production team first and tell the members of Team 1 that we have started releasing water. Ask them to make preparations and bring the water back to the paddy fields.

We'll try to fill the paddy fields today and start storing water tomorrow." After seeing the Zhucun production team leave in disgrace, Xu Qunyi, delighted that his team had won the competition, quickly began arranging follow-up work.

Now we are racing against time to release water. If we release more water and store more water, the paddy fields will have enough water. It is not impossible that the output this year may increase by 10% or 20%.

Farming does not wait for anyone, especially during this crucial irrigation season. Any moment of delay may have an immeasurable impact on the harvest.

While urging the team members to speed up, Xu Qunyi personally checked the canal to ensure that there was no leakage. He also blocked the canal of Zhujia Production Team.

"Qiurui and Mingqi, you two can't help here, so come back with me." After receiving the order, Xu Fan invited Zhang Qiurui and Zhang Mingqi to go back with him.

Then he ran towards the production team like an arrow, his heart filled with the joy of victory.

After about ten minutes, Xu Fan returned to the production team and started shouting, "Our production team won the literary duel. Team One, prepare for the sluice gate to release and store water."

"Very good."

"We have been prepared for this for a long time."

"Brothers, let's get started."

Soon, a team of members received the news. They stopped what they were doing, smiled, and started to get busy, preparing to meet the upcoming water flow.

Elsewhere, at Xu Qunyi's command, the sluice gates slowly opened, and clear water flowed like a silver ribbon, joyfully rushing toward the long-dry canal. The sound of the flowing water, like nature's most beautiful melody, filled everyone present with immense excitement and excitement.

Nourished by the water, the paddy fields gradually regained their former vitality and vigor, and the tender green rice seedlings swayed gently in the breeze.

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"The production team said before that if you win this literary competition, you will be rewarded with 15 work points. I will have someone register the work points for you.

I'll give you two three more coupons as a reward. These are from the production team. You can each choose three." Zhang Qiurui and her niece Zhang Mingqi returned from the reservoir and went straight to the production team's cafeteria to rest. They were still thinking about the production team's pork and the reward they would receive.

Just then, when Xu Qunyi came back from the reservoir, he saw Zhang Qiurui and her aunt and nephew, and he knew what they were planning.

Walking up to them and taking out a dozen tickets of various kinds, Xu Qunyi said with a smile.

These tickets include cloth tickets, grain tickets, meat tickets, oil tickets, sugar tickets, match tickets, tofu tickets, coal briquette tickets, cotton tickets, etc.

Zhang Qiurui took a five-foot military cloth coupon, a three-jin food coupon, and a five-jin cotton coupon.

When Zhang Mingqi saw her aunt looking at her, she understood what she meant and chose the same three tickets as her aunt.

In the original body's memory, her third brother Zhang Wenmin had a girlfriend in the county, and it seemed that they were not far from getting married. She selected military cloth coupons and cotton so that she could make a new set of clothes for her third brother to use for the wedding.

Her third brother was the only worker in the family and the production brigade who worked in the county. He envied everyone else in the production brigade. In fact, because the Zhang family had her third brother's salary to hand over, their family lived a much more affluent life than other families in the production brigade.

Whenever there were festivals or happy events at home, the third brother would always bring back some good things from the county town that were rarely seen on weekdays, making the members of the production team envious.

Thinking that she would go to the junior high school in the county and would need her third brother's help in the future, she decided to please him first.

"This is a one-yuan reward for you. Take it and don't lose it." After Zhang Qiurui and her aunt and niece chose their tickets, Xu Qunyi put away the other tickets and took out two workers' and peasants' version of the one-yuan banknotes and handed them to them.

However, just when Xu Qunyi handed the one-yuan note to Zhang Qiurui, an accident happened, which made Zhang Qiurui surprised and happy.