"Auntie, what are you pulling?"
"I'm blind and can't see for myself."
The villagers of Zhoujia Village were preparing to go home and were unhappy when someone blocked their way.
Just seeing that it was a young man blocking the road, the unhappiness in my heart disappeared immediately.
He immediately became friendly to Yang Zhijin.
"My dear, I am bringing rice home."
Yang Zhijin was immediately happy when she saw the green rice.
It seems that he is wholeheartedly serving the people, and everyone really cares about him as their father-in-law.
Just yesterday, he gave the order to Yang Run to notify all the people in the county to harvest in advance in all villages and towns.
He thought the villagers wouldn't listen, and he didn't expect to use force.
In the time it took him to say that, several middle-aged men and women came over, each of them carrying or pulling the rice, trying hard to bring it home.
"Auntie, it seems you really listened to County Magistrate Yang. When he told you to harvest the rice, you started working without saying anything. You weren't worried that the County Magistrate would make a wrong judgment and you wouldn't harvest less grain."
"We are harvesting rice, what does that have to do with County Magistrate Yang?"
The aunt said doubtfully while wiping the sweat from her face with her sleeve.
"Didn't you take it in because County Magistrate Yang told you to?"
"Of course not. The rice will be ripe in more than ten days. Even if the county magistrate gives the order, it won't work. Who will compensate us for the reduced yield?"
After the aunt said this, Yang Zhijin was a little confused.
If not his orders, then who else would?
"Oh, Mrs. Zhou, why are you talking to him so much? Hurry and get the rice back. The village chief said that Miss Li will continue to collect locusts at two yuan a pound, so that we won't have to starve for three to five years."
"What, is this true?"
"The village chief just came back from Xingxi Village. Tell me whether it's true or not."
"I'll be back soon."
She wanted to say a few words to Yang Zhijin, so she didn't want to waste time here. She used her calloused and dirt-covered hands to push Yang Zhijin aside.
He pulled the rice and walked home.
Yang Zhijin was not paying attention and was pushed, causing him to stagger. If the uncle who was talking had not helped him up, he would have definitely fallen to the ground.
"Thank you, thank you!"
"Hey, uncle, what did you mean?"
Only then did the uncle look Yang Zhijin in the eye and said cheerfully, "Boy, judging from the way you're dressed and look, you're not a local, are you?"
"Yes, I came here to see the local customs and practices."
"I told you, anyone from Qingshan Town knows Miss Li."
Yang Zhijin just heard Uncle Pei mention Miss Li, and he was wondering in his heart, could the so-called Miss Li be the same person he knew?
Before Yang Zhijin could ask, the uncle answered his question.
"It's Miss Li from Xingxi Village. She's the benefactor of all the villages around us. Without her helping me collect the locusts, I'm afraid I wouldn't be willing to harvest the rice now."
"But Miss Li said that with the locust plague coming, they should collect them all without any delay."
"The villagers have been busy since yesterday, working all day and all night to finally finish the job. I was just thinking about going back to sleep when the village chief came back with good news: Miss Li will still buy locusts, and she'll still pay two ounces per pound, which is one ounce more per pound than before."
"I have no desire to rest now. I just want to catch more locusts and sell them for money."
“Dangdangdang!”
"Everyone in Zhoujia Village, listen up! Miss Li has sent someone to bring us some boiled herbal tea. Everyone, drink a bowl. After you finish, go home and rest for an hour before going out to catch locusts."
“Dangdangdang!”
"Everyone in Zhoujia Village is listening..."
"Young man, the village chief asked us to get some herbal tea and go back to rest. I can't talk to you anymore. I'm leaving now."
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