Chapter 41 Routine still looked at the quality inspector with suspicion and said, "I...
Chapter 41 Routine
"By the way, you're here to hand in your grain too? Your team has so many people, and you're the only one missing, someone who just recovered from a serious illness, and you're being asked to do such heavy work? What's going on? You're the only one missing?"
As a good deskmate, Li Aijianguo is still a little partial.
They both had fond memories of their youth, such as going to a small valley not far from the school after school at noon to smoke rabbits and shoot turtledoves, and then secretly roasting them to eat to fill their never-ending stomachs.
For example, he wrote a little note to Chen Yin and they met on the small road behind the school. Li Aijianguo helped him cover up, and of course, he also helped her. It was mutual.
Yan Jiuru's eyes turned, and he suddenly remembered that this guy was a local resident of the commune.
He immediately grabbed the man and walked to the side. Li Aijianguo was about to yell, but he suppressed him with a look.
"Hey, what's going on? You're so mysterious..."
Li Aijianguo looked around surreptitiously, then slapped his head. "Damn it! We're already so old, do we still need to be so sneaky?"
He unconsciously put himself back to the time when he was going to school.
Yan Jiuru couldn't help but laugh and said, "I have something to ask you."
As soon as he explained the secret he had discovered, Li Aijianguo looked at him like he was an idiot and said disdainfully, "No, buddy, you've been focused on having kids since you got married, haven't you? You don't even know this?"
Yan Jiuru kicked him: What should he know?! How dare he despise him?
Yan Jiuru just looked at him steadily.
Li Aijianguo patted the footprints on his body, feeling inexplicably short of breath. He put his arm around Yan Jiuru's neck and said in a friendly manner, "Let me tell you this, in this courtyard, if you don't believe me, just pull out anyone and ask them. Which brigade doesn't know the answer?"
It's almost like saying that you are the only fool.
However, he thought of something and said, "That's right, I forgot that your brigade is the poorest, and the grain station is worried that you won't pay enough grain."
These methods would probably not be used on the Xinghua Brigade, which was struggling to collect public grain.
It can be seen that being poor is not without its advantages.
What bullshit are you talking about!
Yan Jiuru shook him off and gave him a sidelong glance. Li Aijianguo immediately surrendered: "I was wrong. It's not okay to say I was wrong. I really didn't mean to belittle you."
Of course he understood, otherwise he would have been punched in the stomach and had stomach cramps.
"Well, didn't you see someone giving the quality inspector and the director a bribe? They're not just trying to get in line with the order, they're trying to be first. At worst, they're loading the truck in the middle of the night. It's not uncommon for people to do that."
"That's to make the quality inspectors less cautious and prevent them from finding fault and deducting grain when weighing and measuring moisture."
***
For an old farmer who sweats profusely, every grain of food is soaked with sweat and hard-earned.
From harvesting to drying and winnowing, every step is done with great care. The best grain is never kept for their own consumption, but is handed over to the country free of charge.
When they, with their hearts burning with passion, went through untold hardships to deliver the grain to the grain station, the quality inspector would contemptuously poke and pull the grain bag with a hollow iron pipe, pour it into his hand to examine it, pinch a few grains into his mouth and bite them, and then leave a sentence: "Pass. Weigh it!"
These words were like imperial decree to the farmers who paid their grain.
However, if the answer is "It's unqualified, go back and re-post it before submitting it."
The whole team was depressed to death.
It would be fine if they really didn't pick and dry them well. They are obviously qualified, but they just keep saying that they have too much moisture. You can either find a place to spread them out and dry them for half a day, and then check them again in the evening, or go back to the team and dry them again.
But in reality, as an experienced farmer with many years of experience, how could he not know that the grain had been thoroughly dried and was packed in bags just yesterday?
They will make you pay the grain until dusk or at night.
When the time comes, we will light a torch and weigh the items.
Originally, most of the members were blinded by their blindness and could not see clearly once it got dark. It was normal for a person who weighed 100 kilograms to weigh 90 kilograms, and it was just a matter of words for someone else to weigh more than 80 kilograms.
Either you don't pay it, or dozens or hundreds of people will fight it out until tomorrow morning. If the weather is bad, haha, it depends on who is anxious.
Either you bite your teeth and swallow the loss, fill the remaining gap, get through it sooner and go back sooner.
Over the years, no brigade is unaware of this routine.
When delivering grain, naturally, they would not be too hasty. They would bring a dozen extra bags just to deal with this situation.
So the question is, where did all the extra grain go?
After Li Aijianguo's detailed explanation, Yan Jiuru finally understood where the food on the black market came from.
I can’t say where all of them came from, but a large part of them is not different.
This is not much different from robbery.
But as a cunning peasant, there is actually no other good way except giving cigarettes and alcohol.
Yan Jiuru was very grateful to his deskmate and put his arm around his neck. "Come on, it won't be your turn for a while. I'll treat you to a good meal."
"Who is my brother? Don't you know how old you are?"
The two people walked away arguing.
***
By the time it was the Xinghua Brigade's turn to deliver grain, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon.
The days have become shorter since autumn. At this time, the sun has already set in the west, and the temperature has become slightly cooler from the hot midday.
The leaders of the Xinghua Brigade gathered in front of the grain delivery scale.
Yan Jiuru stared at the quality inspector. He looked expressionless as he casually poked and pulled the iron pipe, picked up a few grains of rice and put them into his mouth with a crunching sound. Before he could say anything, he suddenly covered his waist and shook himself a few times.
Chen Yin and Li Aijianguo hurriedly supported him, one on each side, and shouted, "Jiuru, are you okay? Don't scare us. If you collapse, not only the brigade, but also the commune leaders will be punished."
"That's right, I told you to rest at home, but you insisted on coming. Don't open your wound again..."
Cheng Shijie, Xue Chenglin, Zheng Zhongyi and several other clever educated youth also hurriedly followed suit.
Yan Jiuru forced out a few drops of sweat, his face pale as he half-leaned on Li Aijianguo. Even if he was skinny, he still weighed over 100 pounds, so he couldn't let his wife suffer all the consequences.
"I'm fine. I planted the grain myself, dried it, and selected it myself. I'm here to see it handed over to the country."
Yan Jiuru spoke a few firm words intermittently, panting, and smiled at the quality inspector, saying, "It's okay, don't delay your work, comrade. Go on."
The inspector paused, spat out the crumbs in his mouth, and looked him over. "...Who are you?"
He had just heard what these people said, and he always felt that something seemed wrong.
Without anyone else, Li Aijianguo stepped forward and asked curiously, "You don't even know him?"
He looked at the quality inspector suspiciously and said, "Comrade, have you not been actively participating in the study sessions recently? The entire commune is learning about the exemplary deeds of Comrade Yan Jiuru, and you don't even know him?!"
Quality inspector: No wonder he sounded familiar, it turned out to be him.
The quality inspector's heart began to beat as he looked at the pale-faced man struggling to hold on.
Originally, they were going to seize a dozen bags of grain from this poorest brigade. However, judging from the look of this guy, he was a stubborn guy. Even the spies couldn't beat him, not to mention that he seemed to be registered in the county.
If you really want to talk about it, these leaders of the commune may not be able to protect him.
Everyone watched as the inspector's expression changed several times, and then his expressionless face suddenly became more amiable. "Oh, this is Comrade Yan Jiuru, the advanced individual and hero who captured the enemy spy!"
He walked over and shook Yan Jiuru's hand enthusiastically, "Hello, hello, Comrade Yan Jiuru, I want to learn from you!"
Yan Jiuru: "Hello, comrade, you've worked hard, too. We must remember the Chairman's admonitions, remain neither arrogant nor impatient, and continue to work hard."
Yan Jiuru’s quotations were not learned in vain, he can now apply them anytime and anywhere.
After the greetings, the quality inspector arranged to bring out a stool for Yan Jiuru to sit on, then returned to the office for lunch. When he came out again, he was followed by several comrades carrying two scales.
He called out, "Come, your grain is passing through customs. Come over here and get weighed."
"Hand it in soon, and Comrade Yan Jiuru should go back and rest soon. You are an advanced worker in our commune. You may have to represent the commune to the county in a few days. Don't tire yourself out and delay important matters."
Well, they hadn't thought of this.
The brigade behind watched helplessly as the Xinghua Brigade paid the public grain tax to the last pound, and then took back the extra bags of grain.
Stunned.
***
"Hahahaha..." On the way back, the laughter of the people from the Xinghua Brigade flew to the horizon with the sunset.
Yan Jiuru leaned on the grain bag to rest.
His weakness was not entirely fake. After all, his vitality was severely damaged and it would take him a long time to recover. In addition, he was extremely tired from the autumn harvest. If he had not used his spiritual sense to carefully comb through his body, he might have been lying down now.
"Thank you so much, Li Aijianguo, for what happened today." Chen Yin said as she wiped the sweat off his face.
Yan Jiuru also laughed, "This kid is still so smart when he needs to be smart."
It was worth treating him to a big bowl of braised pork.
After returning to the brigade, Chen Yin handed the account book and the note issued by the grain station to the brigade leader and the accountant. They checked the account book on the spot and it was considered completed only after several people signed it.
When we got home, the meal was ready. Everyone had been busy all day, so after dinner we played with the cats and dogs and chatted with family members who had not gone to the grain delivery site.
Chen Yin told everyone about the "anti-routine" plan they had developed and successfully implemented. Grandpa and grandma were very happy and said that these naughty boys were just being naughty.
But the result was good. We paid less than a dozen bags of grain, whether it was saved for seeds or distributed to each household, so at least we didn't lose it in vain.
"Tomorrow, after the new grain is distributed, invite these kids to come home for a meal." Grandpa Yan said.
It takes three to make a hero. No matter how capable you are, you still need someone to lend a hand. If they are willing to help, whether it is out of friendship between classmates or to get more food for themselves, in short, you should pick up this favor.
As for people, if you get along with them slowly, you will always find a suitable way to get along with them. If you really can't get along, don't force it. Just don't ruin each other's company when you are together.
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