A long queue had formed in front of the grain depot. The weather was hot, and people could only fan themselves with straw hats as they waited quietly for the grain depot to start collecting grain.

The grain depot only opened its gates to begin collecting grain when the appointed time arrived.

"The first one!"

An Qingbai and Su Mengmeng led the grain delivery team from Anyang Brigade, proudly delivering the grain inside for inspection.

An Qingbai offered a cigarette to the inspector.

"Have a smoke and help me check the grain!"

The inspector pointed to the ground.

"Okay, put it there!"

The grader, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, first pierced the grain bag with an awl and then graded the grain based on its dryness.

There are five grades in total. If the grain is not dried, you will be required to go to the grain drying yard and dry it under the scorching sun for another three hours.

The inspectors only need to visually inspect whether the grain is up to standard and whether it is moldy. They will also pick up a few grains and put them in their mouths to taste.

The assessment of grain grade depends entirely on the experience of the graders. If they say it's a certain grade, then it's a certain grade. If it's assessed as fourth or fifth grade, the grain depot won't accept it, all the farmers' hard work will be wasted, and the graders won't feel any regret.

"Second-grade grain from Anyang Brigade, weigh it!"

After the grain is weighed, a receipt will be given. You then carry the grain to the granary yourself; only then is the process complete.

After leaving the grain depot, Su Mengmeng complained to An Qingbai.

"That damn grade inspector! Our brigade's grain is clearly first-class grain, but he insisted on classifying it as second-class grain!"

An Qingbai was also helpless.

"There's nothing we can do about it. They decide what grade of grain we get! At least they didn't give us a fourth or fifth grade. That would have been really bad; our whole brigade would have gone hungry!"

Su Mengmeng sighed.

"Sigh! The country is supporting these bastards, and look how arrogant they are, with a cigarette dangling from their lips, acting like they're something special!"

An Qingbai patted Su Mengmeng on the shoulder.

"You'll get used to it eventually. We've been doing this for years!"

"See, I offered the grade inspector a cigarette, didn't I? Believe it or not, if we hadn't given him a cigarette, he might have even given our brigade a third-grade grain ration!"

Su Mengmeng couldn't believe it.

"Brother An, this...this is too casual, isn't it?"

An Qingbai shrugged and spread his hands.

"Like I said, you'll get used to it!"

An Qingsong was also assigned to deliver grain. Now that he had finished delivering the grain, he was preparing to go to Jinhua Brigade in the next village to divorce Wu Pandi.

Before his third brother went to deliver the grain in the morning, he told him about Wu Pandi and her brother stealing grain from the brigade yesterday.

He couldn't take it anymore. Luckily, the grain wasn't stolen yesterday, or he would have become a sinner in Anyang Brigade.

An Qingsong decided to try to get a divorce himself first, and if that didn't work, he would then have his mother, eldest brother, and third brother go over.

Upon arriving at Jinhua Brigade, An Qingsong's emotions began to surge.

Thinking that he should go see Yuelan first, and then go to Wu Pandi to get a divorce, he did not go directly to Wu Pandi's house, but instead turned a corner and went straight to the grove.

He never expected to overhear a secret that would infuriate him.

An Qingsong arrived at the grove but did not see Yuelan. He was very disappointed. Just as he was about to turn around and go to Wu Pandi's house, he heard footsteps. He smiled and quickly hid.

He had thought it was Yuelan who had come, and he was planning to give her a surprise.

"Ji Dong, you have to help me think of a solution! An Qingsong will definitely come to divorce me after we pay the grain tax!"

"I can't get a divorce, and you don't want to support my younger brother. If I hadn't schemed against An Qingsong and married him while I was pregnant, we'd both be arrested!"

Wang Jidong felt a surge of excitement upon hearing the word "pregnant."

"Hey, Pan Di, how about we relive the experience again? There's definitely no one around on this hot day. I haven't touched you in so long, I really miss you!"

As for An Qingsong, let him continue being a bastard! He's raising our children for us; he'd never guess that neither of them are his, hahaha!

Wu Pandi rushed into Wang Jidong's arms and patted him with a smile.

"Ji Dong, stop laughing so loudly, or someone will hear you! I'll wait for you here tonight!"

An Qingsong's fingers turned white as he clenched his fists. Without saying a word, he rushed forward and knocked Wang Jidong to the ground with a single punch.

Stepping on his face, she asked mockingly.

"What did you just say? I didn't hear you clearly. Say it to me again, please?"

Wang Jidong was in so much pain that his entire face was aching.

"Ah! Stop stepping on it! Stop stepping on it! I'll tell you everything!"

Wu Pandi was completely terrified and pointed at An Qingsong.

"you…"

An Qingsong didn't even glance at her, feeling that she was an eyesore.

Seeing that Wang Jidong was still silent, An Qingsong stepped on him even harder.

"Speak! Tell me now!"

Wang Jidong was trampled so badly that tears came to his eyes.

"Waaah! Stop stepping on me, I'll tell you everything!"

Actually, Wu Pandi and I had been together for a long time. We had sex before, and she got pregnant. My family didn't agree to me marrying her!

Then you came to the village, and Wu Pandi found out that your family was quite well-off. She told you that Hu Yuelan didn't like you anymore, so she arranged for you to marry her instead!

An Qingsong kicked Wang Jidong, who spun around on the ground twice.

"You're not finished yet, continue!"

Wang Jidong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and could only watch helplessly as An Qingsong's foot stepped on his face again.

"When Wu Pandi married you, she was already a month pregnant. We rekindled our old feelings when she went back to her parents' home, and unexpectedly, she became pregnant with a second child!"

An Qingsong, you can't believe it, can you? These two children have nothing to do with you! They're both my children!

An Qingsong moved his foot between Wang Jidong's legs.

"You're pretty smug, aren't you? Actually, I've always had my suspicions. Since you like leaving your child with someone else to raise, then I'll cripple him! You shouldn't have any objections, right?"

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