In this way, the people of Sandaogou Village worked together and worked hard for half a night and finally stored 80,000 kilograms of grain into the granary.

The old branch secretary is old, so he goes back to rest first.

Zhang Shengli's eyes were red from staying up all night, and he left this makeshift grain transport team in the yard.

Most of these young men were from the village militia security team, and they all behaved themselves. They stood quietly in the yard, looking at the captain, waiting for him to speak.

Zhang Shengli reminded everyone that after returning, they must not tell anyone the specific amount of grain and must keep their mouths shut.

He put Liu Gaizi, the deputy captain of the militia security team, in charge and asked him to discipline this team more often.

Liu Gaizi's full name is Liu Wang. He is 21 years old and the eldest son of accountant Liu Xinjiang. He is also a smart man and immediately made assurances to the team leader.

Wang Kui arranged four people to be on duty in the granary, and the others went back first.

In the current situation, villages near and far are short of food. When Zhang Shengli held a small meeting with village cadres, he specifically instructed Wang Kui that he also had a heavy responsibility!

Who knows if there will be people in areas where food shortages are severe, listening to rumors and coming to Sandaogou to steal, rob, or cause trouble?

Anyway, it is the off-season and winter, so we should organize more people to intensify patrols during these days.

Although everyone knows that the rumor that there is grain in Sandaogou will definitely spread, after all, how can many wives who marry into the family from outside not miss their parents' home and guarantee not to tell others?

But it will be different if it is spread earlier or later, and it will also be different if the specific number is known later. We still need to pay more attention to details and try to minimize the risks. This is what everyone needs to do.

For example, if we start distributing grain tomorrow, we have to do it in steps. We can't let the villagers know how much grain our village has gotten, and every household has to keep it tightly to themselves.

This requires village cadres to lead these relatively reliable militiamen to get things done.

Zhang Shengli (plus his beloved third son) are brave and resourceful, the old branch secretary Xu Fengmin is experienced and has a far-sighted vision, and the clerk Liu Xinjiang is smart and capable, and they are of the same mind, so these things are going on relatively smoothly.

………………………………

On the afternoon of the day when the grain was distributed, Yufang took Xiaofeng to Lian Xiaomin's house to play with sweet potatoes. Lian Xiaomin asked her to help look after the children at home while she went to get the grain.

Since Li Xianghai was away at the Li family, Yufang was not needed, so she helped Xiaomin to look after the house.

Since her elder brother and mother came home, Yufang didn't pay so much attention to taking care of her sister-in-law, and she would take Xiao Feng'er out to play from time to time.

Lian Xiaomin did not buy much grain. She paid and ordered 200 kilograms of sorghum and 100 kilograms of sweet potatoes. She said to herself: This is equivalent to another kind of "buyback" - what I sold, I bought back myself.

She was not in a hurry. They were all assigned to go, and her own family would be in the afternoon.

When Lian Xiaomin pulled the cart outside the brigade headquarters, she saw three groups of people waiting in front. There were two or three people waiting from Zheng Laowu's family and carpenter Xue Daye's family, each with a cart next to them.

Five male educated youth came to the Youth Farm and were also waiting there to receive food. They didn't bring any weapons with them, so they must have borrowed the village's cart to transport the food back home.

She only knew two of the male educated youth. One of them was the tall and handsome Song Chaoyang, who was about twenty-four or five years old, quite dark, tall and thin. He looked very honest and often walked around the village, so everyone knew him.

The other one was Li Chuang, who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was wearing a half-new military coat and was less than 1.75 meters tall. He was hugging Song Chaoyang's shoulders and chatting while waiting by a big tree at the gate of the courtyard.

Lian Xiaomin's family forgot to lock the gate to their yard last time, and the sweet potatoes ran out without them noticing.

Later, Li Chuang from the Youth League Institute sent the puppy back. He said he had seen the puppy and knew it was raised by the family at the foot of the mountain.

Lian Xiaomin thanked the other party and chatted with him for a while. She learned that Li Chuang had just been assigned to Sandagou in the countryside this year.

She thought this man was quite talkative. When she asked about his hometown, he said he was from Shanghai. Unexpectedly, he had an extremely cheerful personality and his words were quite funny. He had only been in the village for a few months but his mouth was full of Northeastern accent.

Lian Xiaomin automatically stood at the back and waited. She also brought the electric bike and put it aside.

The groups that came to receive food were all those who lived close to her home and were assigned to come in the afternoon.

As soon as he saw her, the outgoing Li Chuang immediately let go of Song Chaoyang and came over to say hello, "Xiaomin, why are you here alone? Do you need me to help you pull the cart?"

Lian Xiaomin was immediately amused by his Northeastern dialect. She covered her mouth and laughed while saying, "Brother Li Chuang, no need. I'm strong and can pull it. You have a large number of people in the Youth League, and you don't have a shortage of food. I'll just take care of yours."

"Well, the five of us lost the poker game, so let us do the work." Li Chuang said, and enthusiastically introduced several other educated youth to Lian Xiaomin.

"Xiao Min, let me introduce them to you. We are all near the foot of the mountain, not far away, and we are neighbors. The one with the big head is called Li Weidong, the silly guy wearing glasses over there is called Yu Lei, and this one, this big guy who is taller than me, is called Shu Ganzi, no, his name is Lin Youshu..." He introduced them while gesturing.

Lin Youshu is a big man in his early twenties. He has slightly long hair that is combed to the side from his forehead, but it is quite smooth, unlike Li Chuang's short hair that looks like a brush.

The grey shirt collar showed through his cotton-padded jacket, which was neatly dressed, and he looked like a clean man.

Lin Youshu glared at Li Chuang and said, "I'm going to cut you~", then took two steps over and greeted Lian Xiaomin politely.

Yu Lei was squatting on the ground, gesturing and writing casually, while Li Weidong was chatting with Uncle Xue next to him. The two of them greeted each other and were both quite easy-going.

We chatted for a while and got to know each other.

Soon, everyone received the food. Lian Xiaomin was at the back. After loading the cart, she was about to go back when she saw Zhang Wenyong coming towards her.

He simply handed her the cloth bag he was carrying, took the cart, and helped her deliver it back.

"Brother Sanyong, what is this? Is it for me?" Lian Xiaomin asked as she walked beside him.

"Well, last time when we were hunting, didn't you say that the canned luncheon meat was delicious? I bought a few more, and some with fruit. You can take them back and eat them." Zhang Wenyong spoke to her with his side face while pulling the cart.

Lian Xiaomin opened the cloth bag and took a knowing look... As expected, there were three boxes of luncheon meat, a bottle of canned hawthorns, and a bottle of canned peaches. They were all left by Lin Zi for Mr. Qian's warehouse. One look at the packaging showed that they were the real ones.

A few days ago, when she went there to store 100,000 kilograms of grain, she saw that there was still some goods left in the room at the east end, which were these cans, neatly stacked in the corner.

OK, not only will she "buy back" herself, but Zhang Wenyong will also help her "buy back"!