Song Beibei noticed nothing.
However, from that day on, Yishun no longer came to her every day and gave her gifts.
Song Beibei breathed a sigh of relief.
A few days ago, Yi Shun had been acting like this, and she was constantly feeling uneasy, always thinking he was going to ask her to do something for her.
She is not afraid to help.
I just keep her hanging and always think about her.
at the same time.
Fu Yanci and Tan Jin no longer came to see her frequently.
Song Beibei is happy and relaxed, immersed in the joy of harvest every day.
…
In a flash.
It was July 28th.
On this day, the brigade had to go to the grain station to pay the public grain. At the same time, the educated youth had a three-day holiday and could have fun.
It is worth mentioning that it is just rice.
Corn and wheat have already been harvested.
The day before, Song Beibei happened to hear the team leader and the accountant discussing the payment of public grain after work, and volunteered to go with them.
Finally, at her request, she got what she wanted.
I missed it the first two times, but I did this time, and I must go and experience the legendary "paying public grain" with my own eyes.
In her previous life, as far as she could remember, all the grain stations had been closed.
The planned economy was defeated by the market economy.
The employees of the grain station lost their jobs overnight and became homeless.
That's getting off topic.
In that era, working at a grain station was extremely good, with a stable job and good pay.
The jobs are all stable.
However, there are also distinctions between units with a lot of benefits and those with little benefits, and working at a grain station is a good job with a lot of benefits that everyone envies.
A grain station can feed a family of more than a dozen people.
It doesn’t matter, it’s impossible to enter the grain station.
Speaking of relationships.
In this era, jobs are inherited from father to son, and from son to grandson.
…
2:00 AM, ...
Song Beibei was awakened by a knock on the door. She struggled to get up and felt a little regretful: "If I had known yesterday, I wouldn't have told them that I was going with them~"
"Why do we have to get up so early just to pay our taxes?"
"Oh my god~"
"I'm so sleepy."
Song Beibei muttered to herself as she threw back the quilt, got out of bed, and put on her clothes and shoes.
There is a big temperature difference between day and night in rural areas.
Before going out, she put on a thin coat to avoid the cold wind.
"Here I come."
Song Beibei came out and admitted her mistake: "Sorry, I kept you waiting for so long."
The captain didn't take it seriously: "Nothing."
"Come on, come up."
The ox cart was parked at the gate of the Youth League Home, with another one following behind. There were only two ox carts in the team, and the entire team was mobilized.
Both cars were piled high and full.
There is only one place to sit on the frame.
Song Beibei naturally chose that seat, next to the team leader.
She asked curiously, "How many pounds do these two carts weigh?"
Li Jianguo did not hide it: "About 30,000 kilograms."
Song Beibei was surprised: "So many?"
"It's okay."
Li Jianguo explained: "Our brigade has a total of 1,000 mu of paddy fields. One mu of land pays 30 kilograms, which is 30,000 yuan."
Song Beibei suddenly realized: "Oh."
She then asked, "What do we do with the remaining rice? Should we keep it all?"
"Of course not."
Li Jianguo shook his head: "Most of these will be sold to the grain station in the future, exchanged for various daily necessities and money, and then distributed to everyone."
"We just need to keep some to taste."
"Rice is so precious, how can we rural people eat it every day?"
After hearing this, Song Beibei felt a little complicated.
Farmers of this era are too simple and too content.
Chatted for a while.
When they reached the main road, Song Beibei glanced around with surprise, "Why are there so many ox carts today? Are they all going to the grain station to pay their taxes?"
"right."
Li Jianguo added, "Our Yinjing Brigade is not particularly far from the grain station. Some of the farther ones have to leave the afternoon before."
"Some even arrived a day early and waited at the gate before the grain station opened."
"If we go now, I'm afraid we won't be able to catch the earliest one. We'll have to wait in line!"
Song Beibei was shocked.
We set off at 2 o'clock and arrived at the grain station at 4 o'clock, but we still had to queue. It seems that the queue is quite long?
“It’s horrible!”
"Isn't it just paying the public tax? It's so complicated."
Li Jianguo interrupted with a surprised look on his face and asked, "What do you mean by volume?"
Song Beibei finally reacted.
She just accidentally said what was in her heart.
Seeing his puzzled look, Song Beibei felt anxious. "Juan, it means... it means everyone is serious and working hard."
Li Jianguo seemed to be thinking: "Really?"
He didn't ask any more questions.
Song Beibei secretly breathed a sigh of relief about this.
Li Jianguo suddenly made a witty remark: "Who doesn't want to be lazy? There's a reason why everyone is so active."
Song Beibei blinked her eyes and put on an expression as if she was listening to the story seriously and attentively.
Li Jianguo pondered for a moment, then said, "Let's start with the unspoken rules of paying public grain."
"When our grain arrives at the grain station, we first check to see if it's plump, well-seasoned, and in good condition... After all these checks are completed, we weigh it on the grain station's scales."
"The criteria for judging are all in the hands of the grain station staff."
Song Beibei nodded.
She suddenly thought of something and blinked her eyes: "I heard that the scales at the grain station are different from ours..."
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