"Hurry up and ring the gong. Tell everyone to grab their tools and go to the fields now to harvest the rice. Whoever has finished harvesting will help the others. We must ensure that there is not a single rice plant left in the fields before tomorrow morning."
Youliang also realized that something big had happened and did not dare to delay at all.
He ran home and picked up the gong.
“Ding ding ding…”
“Ding ding ding…”
“Ding ding ding…”
The resounding sound of the gong could be heard from far away. No matter whether the villagers were in the fields, at home or by the river, they all rushed to the threshing ground when they heard the sound of the gong.
"The village chief is calling everyone now. What's going on?"
"Nonsense, there must be something wrong, otherwise the village chief would be free and call everyone over."
“I don’t know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing.”
"Needless to say, this is a good thing. Didn't you see everyone running so fast?"
"Let's go, let's hurry up and see what good news the village chief has for everyone."
…
Based on the village chief's prestige, the villagers all expect the village chief to share good things with everyone.
The journey to the threshing ground was very quick, and in less than an incense stick of time, all the villagers had arrived.
The village chief stood in front and saw everyone talking. The whole threshing ground was in a state of chaos.
He took the gong from his son.
“Dangdangdang…”
For a moment it was as quiet as a chicken, only the occasional talking could be heard, which had little impact.
As soon as the village chief told everyone to harvest the rice, the villagers immediately went into an uproar.
"Village chief, are you mistaken? Why are you suddenly asking everyone to collect grain?"
"Yes, it's only been a few days since the rice was watered. It's the prime time for grain filling. How can we take it home?"
"Village Chief, the rice will be ripe in half a month. It will be over soon. There's no need to rush."
"Yes, the key is that after we harvest the rice, we have to store it in the granary. If it's not exposed to the sun, it will all rot. My family depends on this rice for food."
“…”
The village chief's words aroused opposition from most villagers, but there were also a few who unconditionally supported any decision of the village chief.
However, these small voices were drowned out by the sea of people and had no effect at all.
The village chief said that he had guessed this would happen before harvesting the rice.
Even he himself would not want to harvest early unless he had no other choice.
After all, if we harvest at this time, the rice will not be fully grown and there will definitely be a lot of loss.
They depend on the crops from the fields for their meals all year round. Even if they harvest one or two pounds less, let alone one or two pounds less, they will feel so distressed that they won't be able to eat.
He didn't want to collect it, but if he didn't collect it in advance, the locusts would pass through and not even a blade of grass would be left.
Thinking of what Yue said about the harvest being finished by tomorrow morning, the village chief rubbed his brows and said firmly, "As long as you can breathe, go to the fields and harvest the rice. Don't ask me why anymore. You'll know the answer tomorrow at the latest."
Someone else wanted to say something. Mengyue still wanted to go to the county. Time was precious. Being able to stay here for a while was already giving face to the village chief.
"A locust plague is coming, so we need to harvest rice in advance. If we want to harvest, we can do so now. If we don't, we will suffer the consequences later."
"Grandpa Village Chief, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
"Okay, okay, go ahead and get busy."
After Mengyue left, the villagers in the threshing ground all left at the same time, as if they had been trained.
The village chief grabbed Lao Gen and asked, "Lao Gen, where are you going?"
"Hey, village chief, didn't you hear what Mengyue said? A locust plague is coming. I'm going to tell Dazhuang and Erzhuang to stop setting up their stalls and go to the fields to harvest the crops."
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