Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 180 Borrowing Food
When Yang Xiaotao returned home, he didn't take the matter at the door to heart.

It was a pity for Aunt Chen. In her opinion, that girl was not bad, and she would be fertile in the future.

It's just that Yang Xiaotao doesn't like it, so she can't force it.

As for the other people in the yard, they also saw the situation in the front yard.

Especially for those who are not married, seeing the three mothers leading the girl, they all stepped forward to say a few words, but the other party just met normally and didn't mean to say much.

Everyone knows that this is waiting for someone.

Shazhu and the others also passed by and took a look. Although not as good as the few in the compound, they are still young, beautiful, and good girls.

At this time, after knowing what happened in the front yard, Sha Zhu smiled, saying that Yan Laoxi's calculation was good, and then saying that it was a pity that the girl found Yang Xiaotao.

After Xu Damao found out, he felt bad.

If I had known that this girl was looking for Yang Xiaotao, I would have to add a few words. Fortunately, Yang Xiaotao failed, if he did, wouldn't he fly to the sky?

In the Jia family, after knowing this, the Jia Zhang family became even more angry, gloating at the misfortune, and cursing Yang Xiaotao to be extinct for the rest of his life.

Qin Huairu listened from the side, her face was closed, but she was relieved in her heart.

Inexplicably fortunate that Yang Xiaotao didn't find a match.

As for why, she herself didn't know.

That feeling, not only a kind of schadenfreude, but also some anticipation.

Can't tell, don't know.

In short, Yang Xiaotao was happy when she couldn't find a wife.

Back home, Yang Xiaotao prepared lunch.

In Yangjiazhuang, however, the villagers were not in the mood to eat.

Since the bagging started yesterday afternoon, everyone in Yangjiazhuang was in a state of excitement.

Originally, there was a bumper corn harvest last time, so I will be prepared this time.

But when they really saw the corn hills that were taller and bigger than last time, everyone realized how ridiculous their previous ideas were.

This can no longer be described as a good harvest, and I feel that words are lacking if I use the magic of the last time.

The entire Yangjiazhuang people couldn't find a word to describe this harvest.

If you really want to describe it, it can only be a mood.

Unbelievable with admiration, awe and bone-shaking joy.

At this moment, with the weighing of bags of corn, the bags finally ran out, and I had to go to various households to find broken bags and block them with corn husks, which was enough.

And Mr. Yang, who was recording at the side, had already thrown his pen to someone else, standing in front of the corn pile that was higher than last time, tears streaming down his eyes.

Similarly, some elderly people in the village were also infected, and their eyes were wet.

This time Yangjiazhuang planted [-] mu of hybrid corn, a total of [-] mu, and the harvest can be imagined.

"Come out, come out!"

Yang Dazhuang excitedly waved the notebook in his hand. Although he just checked it once, although there may be some mistakes in it, the order of magnitude will not be wrong.

Everyone looked over excitedly.

Grandpa Yang even got closer, Yang Dazhuang didn't announce much, but handed the book to Grandpa Yang.

Here, he is not only the oldest and most prestigious elder, but more importantly, he represents Yang Xiaotao.

Yang Xiaotao accounted for [-]% of this achievement.

Mr. Yang did not hesitate, took the notebook, and looked at the string of numbers on it.

He touched his eyes and wiped away the tears.

Then he faced the crowd and shouted loudly.

"This time, our village collected a total of 26 two hundred and forty-five catties!"

Silence, the silence of a needle drop.

Like the water surface before the flood, the waves are calm.

And at the next moment, the flood came, and the momentum shook the sky.

Ah~~~

"How much is it?"

People outside are unbelievable.

"26 million!"

One whispered.

"How much is it?"

Then, someone roared in the ear again.

"Five million!"

"26 million!"

"26 million!"

One after another roars repeated numbers that had never been seen before, as if the world was filled with this sound.

Hugging, jumping, the simple man expresses his inner excitement with the simplest body language.

The girls are still reserved, but the young daughter-in-law is hugging her lover. With food, she no longer has to worry about raising a baby.

They are able to survive.

There was a sudden commotion among the crowd.

The voice of calling Grandma Liu came, and Yang Dazhuang, who was happy, hurried over.

It was Grandma Liu, an elderly woman in the village, who passed out.

People around immediately came over, and after some first aid, the old man finally woke up, with tears running down his mottled face, and he was so excited that he couldn't speak.

But fainted from excitement.

And this was just the beginning. In just a few minutes, several people around the compound were carried home. They were overjoyed and over-excited, and their bodies couldn't bear it.

It also made Yang Dazhuang calm down.

"Stop yelling, stop howling! Hurry up and tidy up!"

Mr. Yang even took a stick and crackled at the excited guy, and the crowd calmed down.

The militia came to work again, and Yangjiazhuang was under full martial law.

The people in charge of the village got together again. Next, they need to calculate the surplus public rations handed in, the remaining rations, and how much they can keep.

However, by any measure, they were all rich.

"This year, our village can have a good year!"

One person sighed, and the room burst into laughter.

After a long time, everyone looked at Mr. Yang.

Now, it is the backbone of the village who decides.

Mr. Yang kept smiling excitedly on his face, "I'm all happy."

"Hahaha"

"The little dog's family is about to give birth, don't you worry?"

Mr. Yang said to an old man, the old man is the uncle of the little dog. After hearing this, he immediately raised his head, "It is enough to have two kids."

"Ha ha ha ha"

There was another burst of smiles in the room, and Yang Dazhuang even thought that there will be more and more children in the village in the future, and more and more strong laborers will grow up.

"Yes, our good days are coming."

"From now on, if you collect so much corn every time, you think you can still starve to death?"

After Mr. Yang finished speaking, everyone laughed even more enthusiastically.

However, in the next second, Grandpa Yang returned to normal, and everyone quieted down.

Mr. Yang took out the cigarette pot, slapped it twice, then took out the lighter that everyone envied, and lit the cigarette pot with a click.

"Big strong."

"Father!"

"Go to the grain station and call Fatty Ding over."

Yang Dazhuang was a little confused, and everyone was also suspicious.

Aren't they all sending food to grain stations these days?
"Isn't Fatty Ding unbelieving? Then let him take a look."

"Seeing is believing, but you can't fake it."

As Mr. Yang said, he was also a little angry.

Last time I went to the grain station to tell the situation, but no one believed me.

What is exasperating is that Yang Xiaotao sent back news that this research has not been ignored, and there is no explanation until now.

He felt worthless for Yang Xiaotao.

Since there was no voice from above, he used the most direct method to seek justice for Yang Xiaotao.

What makes him feel even more uncomfortable is that the sooner he pays attention to a good thing that benefits the country and the people, the sooner he will get rid of poverty.

It's really unreasonable that no one pays attention to such a major matter related to people's livelihood.

After Mr. Yang finished speaking, everyone knew in their hearts that Mr. Yang didn't even think about profiting from a village.

In his heart, national affairs come first, so how could they not understand?
Yang Dazhuang nodded in response.

He made up his mind that this time, even if he wanted to pull, he would also bring Fatty Ding over.

At the end of the meeting, the bell rang in the brigade headquarters, and it was time for dinner.

Mrs. Yang and the others walked to the yard together, finger-long noodles were boiled in each pot, all of which were made of miscellaneous grains, and there were still oily flowers floating on the pot, which made my stomach itch when it smelled it.

Everyone didn't say much, this year is a bumper harvest year, it's not a big deal to have a meal to celebrate.

The next day, Yang Dazhuang took Yang Shitou to the town in a donkey cart.

And just after Yang Dazhuang set off, two people also came from outside the village entrance.

The guarding militia team saw him and walked over in two or three steps, but they recognized him.

It was the village chief and captain of Gaojiazhuang next door.

Different from Yangjiazhuang, [-]% of the residents are surnamed Yang, but in Gaojiazhuang, half of them are surnamed Wang, and the rest are surnamed Gao, Li, Liu, and Xu.

The size of the village is about the same as that of Yangjiazhuang, with a larger population.

However, the land in Gaojiazhuang is not as much as that in Yangjiazhuang. The main reason is that Yangjiazhuang has Nanshan and Beiling. Although these places are not flat, as long as they are reclaimed, they can grow something.

The people who came were Wang Xuyang, the village head of Gaojiazhuang, and Pan Jianjun, the team leader.

The two are around forty years old, of medium height, and both belong to this era of thinness.

The difference is that Wang Xuyang has a round face, is good at communication, and speaks very funny.

Pan Jianjun has a Chinese face, he is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, he doesn't talk much, but he does practical things.

In this area, many people in Yangjiazhuang have relatives with Gaojiazhuang. Either you marry or I marry. The relationship between the two villages is very close.

The two opened it, and it seemed that something was wrong.

The leader of the small team asked someone to run to the village to say something, and then led the two people to the big team.

Several people who were calculating the amount of food in the large team heard about it and all looked at Mr. Yang.

They don't want others to see the food in the courtyard.

Unexpectedly, Grandpa Yang saw their thoughts and smiled cheerfully, "It's right here."

"I can't hide this matter."

A few people thought about it, but many children around them married people from other villages. Even if they were married, would they still not go home?

Besides, sooner or later we have to know.

It is not easy to hide it until now.

Simply, I don't hide it anymore.

When Wang Xuyang and the others came outside the large team at Yangjiazhuang, they were taken aback when they saw militiamen armed with live ammunition.

They also have them in their village, but they have never been so serious.

Resisting the doubts in his heart, he walked into the big team, and the two of them immediately froze.

It was still blocked by a wall from the outside, so I could only get a rough look, but it was only after I entered that I could see clearly that there were more grain bags than I imagined.

I am even more sure about the news from the village.

"Grandpa, you are well."

"Master!"

Seeing Grandpa Yang, the two stepped forward quickly to perform the junior ceremony.

"Okay, it's alright."

"Look, it's okay to collect so much food?"

Grandpa Yang smiled cheerfully, but the two of them breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that the first thing he said was food, there was no need to be embarrassed to speak.

Wang Xuyang turned around and looked at the grain pile with envy in his eyes.

"Grandpa, you're always out of touch!"

Wang Xuyang said with emotion, "There is a ditch between our two villages, and the result is that the ones on our side are all small sticks, and the ones on your side are all big sticks. The comparison is too obvious!"

"Hahaha"

"Little cabinet, you are already in your forties, your mouth is still so smooth!"

Grandpa Yang called Wang Xuyang by his nickname, which brought the relationship closer.

Wang Xuyang hurried forward, "How dare you, you are an elder, you are still a child no matter how old you are."

"Heh, you're still out of breath."

"Ha ha"

Several people laughed.

"Okay, you kid is very slippery."

"Don't go to the Three Treasures Hall if you have nothing to do, hurry up, and let the fart go."

Mr. Yang waved his hand to stop the laughter, and asked.

"Master!"

Wang Xuyang turned pale, "We came here this time to borrow food."

Hearing this, the surrounding area was quiet.

Even the thick-skinned Wang Xuyang felt his face burn when he said this.

"Okay, who doesn't know what's going on in the villages around us?"

Mr. Yang's opening did not embarrass him.

"However, as you have seen, our village has indeed collected some grain. But these grains cannot be lent to you now. When Fatty Ding comes, he will take away what should be taken away, and I will lend you the rest."

Hearing the news, Wang Xuyang and Pan Jianjun looked at each other and smiled.

Didn't expect it to go so smoothly.

In other words, they underestimated Mr. Yang's consciousness.

Thinking of what Mr. Yang did before, before Wang Xuyang said anything, Pan Jianjun's face was already red and his eyes were moist.

"Go away, I haven't entered the soil yet, put away the horse urine. Come in for me!"

When Mr. Yang saw Pan Jianjun scolding him immediately, he turned his head and walked into the house.

Where are the two of them now, and then they heard the voice again.

"You don't want to know why you collect so much food?"

The two of them stayed together for a while, although they heard about it, they still wanted to listen carefully.

Then ran to the house.

(End of this chapter)