Village Party Secretary Gao Ming coughed lightly and said, "Alright, go back to your work. Why are you just sitting here complaining?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a young man touched his face and looked around with a puzzled look on his face, "This is strange."
"Hey? Where's the water?"
"Oh my god, who the hell spit on my face? It's so disgusting~" The man wiped his face with disgust.
In the threshing ground, many people looked around with puzzled expressions, wondering where the water came from.
As we looked up, huge raindrops began to fall, and adults and children hurried to the eaves of the granary to take shelter from the rain.
In a short while, the ground was wet, and the rain fell down, forming a rain curtain under the eaves, bringing a hint of coolness.
The child curiously stretched out his arms, letting the rain hit his hands and arms, giggling with joy.
The adults also looked up curiously. The sky was blue and clear without a single white cloud. The scorching sun was high in the sky, creating a misty atmosphere.
"Wow, it's really raining! It's amazing!"
"It's so sunny, and it's raining so hard! If we hadn't stored all the food, it would all be soaked."
"Oh my god, who is so smart that he can even predict when it's going to rain."
.....
As the elders spoke, the eldest, second, and third daughters couldn't help but glance at their mother.
Others may not know, but they know that it was the team leader uncle that their mother asked their father to remind.
When Du Xiaoying thought about the food being spared from being soaked in rain and getting moldy, and that she wouldn't have to tighten her belt and go hungry next year, she couldn't help but cheer in her heart, with joy in her eyes and eyebrows.
The clueless Siya and Wuya looked up at their sisters, then at their mother, grinning foolishly, "Hehe..."
"Move in a little, be careful your clothes won't get wet." Du Xiaoying didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She pulled the two children in, raised her eyebrows and looked to the side.
Song Guoliang curled his lips, his dark eyes were like a whirlpool, his brows wrinkled slightly, and his breathing stagnated.
Maybe in the dream, Xiaoying——
"Guoliang."
Song Guoliang turned sideways and said, "Team leader, village party secretary."
Captain Zhao Lei said with a hint of fear, "Thanks to you today, otherwise not only would the food outside be wet in the rain, but even the granary would be damaged."
Village Party Secretary Gao Ming sighed, "If the grain gets soaked, everyone will have to tighten their belts and go hungry next year. If things get serious, I'm afraid we'll even be made an example of by the commune."
Song Guoliang lowered his eyes.
"By the way, Guoliang, how did you know it would rain, and that there was a problem in the granary?"
Song Guoliang met the two pairs of burning gazes and shrugged, "I said it was just a dream."
Captain Zhao Lei, "..."
Village Party Secretary Gao Ming coughed lightly and grinned, "This dream is quite timely~"
Du Xiaoying blinked and the corners of her mouth twitched uncontrollably.
Song Guoliang glanced at his wife, lowered his eyes to hide the smile in his eyes, and nodded pretentiously, "I think so too!"
Du Xiaoying lowered her head, almost unable to suppress the smile on her lips.
The team leader and the village party secretary looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly. This couple were both very tight-lipped.
In a blink of an eye, it was time to pay the grain tax.
As the sky was just getting light, there was a sound in the village which had been silent all night.
The threshing ground was crowded with people. The young and middle-aged men in the team were loading grain onto tractors and carts. The old people and women looked at the carts of grain, couldn't stop smiling, and chatted about this and that.
The children were laughing, chasing each other and playing, and the whole threshing ground was filled with laughter.
Du Xiaoying handed the sleepy Wu Ya to her eldest daughter and said, "We don't know when we can pay our taxes today. If Mom doesn't come back, you can make your own food."
"Mom, I understand." Daya nodded and hugged her little sister who was still sleepy and looking around curiously.
Du Xiaoying noticed a few new educated youths behind the crowd. She didn't pay much attention to them at first, but then she thought about it and looked back, only to see three male educated youths and three female educated youths.
He was stunned for a moment, then saw Su Zhiqing smiling at him, and he also smiled and nodded.
Su Yueyue sighed, "Cousin, now I finally truly understand the meaning of the line in the poem "Song of the Peasants": hoeing the field at noon, sweat dripping down to the soil."
"Just think about it, it was the second day after the autumn harvest, and I fainted from heatstroke. If it weren't for my cousin, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to make it."
"Me too. Luckily, my uncle helped us get together. Otherwise, I definitely wouldn't have been able to hold on, and..."
Zhang Xian frowned, thinking of the things she had heard at the educated youth center, and couldn't help but shiver in fear. With her nature of always liking to show off, she was afraid that she had been targeted by others a long time ago.
"By the way, Yueyue, don't you think that Zhiqing He is strange? Not only is he unsociable, but he also likes to run to the mountains all the time. He's not afraid of running into wild boars or something like that when he goes up the mountain alone."
Su Yueyue shook her head.
“Thump, thump, thump…”
The voices of the two people were interrupted by the sound of a tractor, and then they saw a long team of people paying grain taxes, led by the tractor.
Zhang Xian raised her chin. "Yueyue, you know what? This Du sister-in-law is really capable!"
Su Yueyue nodded in agreement, always feeling that Mrs. Du was very unusual, not like an ordinary country woman.
.....
Du Xiaoying led the way, driving a tractor loaded with grain. Following behind were young and middle-aged men driving ox carts, pushing carts, and carrying shoulder poles. The team paying the public grain set out towards the commune in a mighty procession.
The dark faces were grinning happily, with joy in the corners of their eyes and eyebrows.
"Do you think our brigade can be the first to pay the public grain this year?"
"Of course we should. Our brigade has a tractor this year, so we'll definitely be the first to pay the public grain tax. Maybe our Shibaqing brigade will be the advanced brigade this year."
The team leader's voice came from the front, "Everyone, work harder, let's hurry up and try to be the first to reach the commune."
"Don't worry, Captain!"
A group of men responded in deep voices, with great vigor and quickening their pace.
The huge team of people paying taxes, with dark and simple faces full of energy.
Qianjin Commune
"Great! Our team is the first one today!"
"Hurry up, there's no one in front, let's speed up..."
Seeing that there was no other team in front of them and only their own team's tractor at the door, everyone couldn't help but cheer for joy.
Soon, the sun gradually rose.
Gradually, teams from other brigades that were paying their grain taxes also arrived. Seeing that he was not the first one, a hint of disappointment flashed across his face as he directed the teams to line up.
Du Xiaoying sat bored in the driver's seat, staring blankly at the commune gate, her thoughts drifting away.
Just as I was thinking, I vaguely heard someone calling my name. I looked back in confusion and saw a man in blue work clothes with a stern face pushing a bicycle towards me from a distance.
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