The next day, although the sun came out, everyone's hearts were shrouded in gloom.
Not to mention the lost crops in the fields, many of the houses in the villages have been smashed.
The village was filled with the sound of weeping.
As for the grain tax they were supposed to pay, thanks to Fan Xiaofan's help, the village was supposed to harvest more grain this year. The village chief had even told them that they would get more this year, enough for several full meals, and everyone was happy. But now...
Everything is ruined...
As the village chief, Li Dafu was naturally distressed by the chest pain, but he still had to comfort everyone.
"Everyone, at least we've harvested most of our grain. Although there have been losses, we can still hold on."
Everyone else had a sour look on their face.
In fact, Li Dafu was right. Xiangyang Brigade had a tractor that they applied for because of Fan Xiaofan, while other villages far from them relied entirely on manual labor to harvest grain, and now they are crying their eyes out.
Take Zhoujia Village for example...
She's crying more bitterly than if her parents had died.
Li Dafu added, "The grain in the fields can no longer be used to pay the grain tax; it doesn't meet the grain collection standards. Everyone should figure it out themselves. Although it's been soaked, it can still fill our stomachs."
The villagers responded listlessly.
Thinking of my wrecked home and the soaked crops in the fields, I felt as if God was not letting people live...
Fan Xiaofan had been frightened by the big boss last time and was trying to avoid him, but he couldn't care less about that in this unexpected situation. After sending Fu Weidong to the daycare the next day, he went to Xiangyang Brigade.
Everyone in the village was busy. When Li Dafu saw Fan Xiaofan, he couldn't help but wipe away his tears: "Xiaofan, I thought I could make sure the villagers had enough to eat this year, but... but I still couldn't... Tell me, why can't God take care of us..."
Fan Xiaofan also went to the field and saw that it was a complete mess.
The joy she had seen on the villagers' faces a few days ago had now turned into numbness.
It's that kind of sorrow where you're about to see hope, only to be brutally knocked back into the distance.
She didn't know what she could do. She wanted to do something for these people; their wishes weren't grand, they just wanted to have enough to eat...
Why is something so simple so difficult?
She bit her lower lip and said, "We harvested a lot of grain before, let's get through this period first..."
I will try my best to draw up blueprints and change China's industrial production so that everyone can get through this difficult time.
Li Dafu shook his head and said, "No, the grain we collected earlier has to be handed over to the government..."
Fan Xiaofan frowned: "But, with such a natural disaster, do we still have to collect public grain?"
Li Dafu twitched his lips. In recent years, the practice of falsely reporting production yields has become increasingly rampant. Even if he stubbornly tries to cover it up, he still has to pay a lot of public grain. Look at other villages; according to their reported yields, they are still in debt to the commune...
The grain collectors don't care what situation they encounter; they are determined to take the grain away.
"There's no other way; I have to pay."
Fan Xiaofan looked at everyone, and even though the sun was high in the sky, she felt a chill in her heart.
She was very lucky. Although she arrived in this era by accident and went hungry for a few days, she finally got a portable Taobao system. After going around in circles, at least she was able to have enough to eat.
But these people, who used to eat one grain of rice as if it were ten, barely managing to get by, have now encountered a natural disaster...
They worked hard to cultivate the land and produced so much grain, yet even a full meal was a luxury for them.
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