Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 270 Count Again

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"What's going on? How many times, how many times? Why is it wrong again?"

The middle-aged man in a white shirt shouted eagerly, and the middle-aged man in a plaid shirt in front of him was also embarrassed.

"Six times, it's the same number!"

"I know it's this number, but how do I report it to my superiors? Keep reporting a wrong number?"

The two were silent, "Lao Ran, organize people to do the calculation again. This number is too critical!"

The white shirt broke the calm, and finally asked.

"Okay! I'll organize people again and do the calculation again."

Plaid shirt promised to leave.

"Wait a minute. Lao Ran, take a look at this first!"

White Shirt suddenly remembered something, hurriedly called Plaid Shirt, and then took out a file bag from the drawer.

"Open it and have a look, it was brought by local comrades!"

It was not the first time that Plaid Shirt had seen a file bag, but every time he saw it, his heart burned.

"this is mine?"

"Yes, I gave it to other people. I think you are too busy these two days, so you are afraid of disturbing you, so you keep it with me."

"Today, it's time for you!"

"Okay, thank you!"

"Don't say thank you, we people, oh..."

Plaid shirt didn't say much, took the bag and opened it on the spot.

The two sat aside, and the plaid shirt couldn't wait to take out the materials inside.

These are the news brought by local comrades to their families.

Plaid shirt pulled out a piece of letter paper, which recorded the family's situation.

His wife is in poor health and her work is not going well...

Plaid Shirt trembled, distressed!

The white shirt beside him sighed.

Waiting for the next job, the eldest daughter found a job as a teacher, with a smile on her plaid shirt.

The eldest daughter is the closest to him, and she was the one who missed him the most when he left. Seeing her daughter become a teacher now, it can be regarded as fulfilling his young wish.

White Shirt watched from the sidelines, happy for his old friend.

Next, seeing that the eldest daughter has found a partner and is still living together, Plaid Shirt feels empty in his heart, both joy and sadness.

It's like a well-cared-for cabbage being pushed over by a pig, and he can only watch it without expressing any opinions, it's uncomfortable!
After reading the final message that the two were going to get married, Plaid Shirt looked solemn.

He will be absent from the most important moment in his daughter's life. This father is really, unqualified!
Seeing the tears in the old friend's eyes and the white shirt patted on the shoulder, the two looked at each other and then laughed.

When they made the choice at the beginning, they were ready to hide their names. At this moment, they have found the comfort in their hearts to know the news of their family members.

The next one is the situation of the second daughter and the youngest son. When they saw that the two children did not go to school to take care of the family, their hands trembled in plaid shirts. Fortunately, the son-in-law appeared in time.

This also made him approve of this son-in-law a little bit.

At the end, it is also a document, but it is all about this son-in-law.

Name, age, family background, personality hobbies, and comments from people around are all recorded.

Seeing the work, the eighth-level fitter in the rolling mill, the plaid shirt, shrank his eyes.

There are many eighth-level workers here, and they are all amazing people. The things made by hand are no worse than machines.

At such a young age, he is an eighth-level worker, and he will be able to take care of the family in the future.

Plaid shirt, more and more satisfied with this eldest son-in-law whom he has never seen before.

When seeing hobbies, Plaid Shirt laughed even more.

Not a family, do not enter the door.

This hobby of reading is just right for him!

"Old Zheng, look, my eldest is getting married, what do you think I will marry her as a dowry?"

The plaid shirt said excitedly, and the white shirt laughed, "What do you want to give, I will contact the local comrade and send it to her."

"Okay, okay! What's for you? How about a bicycle?"

"This one is fine, but are you sure? Your good son-in-law has already bought two."

"Yes, yes, this kid has some skills, and he is worthy of my boss. Then what do you say?"

"How do I know? I don't have a daughter. It's all right, go back and see for yourself. Don't show off to me. I'll report to work."

"Hey, hey, don't go!"

"Radio, wait for me, radio, please..."

The white shirt waved his hands without looking back, but there was a smile on his lips.

Isn't Lao Ran's daughter their child?
As an uncle, you have to be polite...

After the white shirt left, the plaid shirt solemnly put it into the file bag.

Back at the residence, Plaid Shirt held the document bag in his hand and put it in the cabinet beside the bed.

Inside, there are several other identical document bags.

"Wait for me, wait for me to complete the mission, then go back, and make up for you!"

"Wait for me, you must wait for me..."

Wiping away the tears, Plaid Shirt went out again.

"Xiao Zhou, the convener, do the calculation again, I don't believe it can't be calculated..."

"Yes!"

"Xiaotao, I heard you're back, what are you up to?"

Master Yang's voice came from behind, making the busy Yang Xiaotao stop what he was doing.

Mr. Yang was watching his baby attend class at school. When he passed by the gate, he heard from the villagers that Yang Xiaotao had returned to the village. He came back before he got off work. He must have something to do, so he told Uncle Jiu a few words and returned home. have a look.

As a result, as soon as I entered the door, I saw a row of logs erected in the corner of the wall, forming a simple shed.

"Master, you are back!"

Yang Xiaotao said hello, and then stepped forward.

"What are you messing with? What are you doing with a shed?"

"Master, you just came back and I have something to tell you."

Immediately, Yang Xiaotao told the whole story about the sow.

After Mr. Yang heard it, he opened his mouth in disbelief at first, and then confirmed it again and again before he believed it.

"So, you're going to get the pig back and keep it at home?"

Mr. Yang tried to ask, Yang Xiaotao nodded.

"This pig was rewarded by the superiors, so there is no need to hand it in, but this pig is pregnant and cannot be killed, so I can only raise it myself!"

"It's just that in this way, the pigs can't enjoy the feed provided, so they can only find ways to feed the pigs themselves!"

Yang Xiaotao told the truth and difficulties, but Mr. Yang was so happy that he could not close his mouth from ear to ear.

Now there is no large-scale pig raising operation in the whole country, not to mention their Yangjiazhuang, even the surrounding villages rarely raise pigs.

"You silly boy, this is a blessing!"

"Hurry up and find the stone, I'll come to this pigsty!"

Mr. Yang said as he rolled up his sleeves, "Look, what can I do with this bit of wood? The piggies all ran out after it got off, it needs to be denser, and there is a hole to dump the dung outside..."

Mrs. Yang began to blame Yang Xiaotao's labor achievements, and Yang Xiaotao hurriedly left to find Yang Shitou.

Of course, when passing by the school, go in and make it clear to Ran Qiuye.

When Ran Qiuye heard about it, she looked at Yang Xiaotao with admiration. If she could repair the machine and earn a pig, then she must be capable.

And this pig is still a sow with cubs, which means good luck.

If such a man doesn't marry, who else will he marry?
The sweetness in my heart hangs on my face.

Yang Xiaotao left the school and found Yang Shitou who was weeding in the field. Yang Dazhuang happened to be there, so he told the story.

After hearing this, Yang Dazhuang immediately asked Yang Shitou to go home to pull the donkey cart, and then began to arrange for people to mow the grass and prepare to pave the cart.

This is a sow with piglets, and it is precious along the way.

Soon, Yang Shitou hurriedly got on the donkey cart and rushed over. The villagers also knew that Yang Xiaotao had bought a pig, and it was still a pig that was going to be born. Many people went to Yang Xiaotao's house to help.

There is no pig raising in their village, the main reason is to raise pigs for food, and they need piglets.

It's just that the piglets brought back from the superiors have to hand in part of them when they grow up, and the gains outweigh the losses.

Now that they heard that Yang Xiaotao got a pig that was about to shed litters, many people turned their attention to the piglets. If they were brought up, they wouldn't have to hand them in.

As for the consumption of raising pigs, it is better to say that the pigs are scattered on the ground and they are stocked.

Anyway, wild boars can survive, but it makes no sense that domestic pigs can't.

Mr. Yang knew exactly what everyone was thinking, and he didn't say anything. Anyway, the pig belonged to their village, so he wouldn't take advantage of outsiders.

Yang Xiaotao was riding a cart in front, Yang Shitou was driving a donkey cart behind, and Yang Dazhuang was following along.

At this time, in the town and in the office, Fatty Ding was talking in full swing, Team Leader Xu listened quietly, but sorted out useful information and prepared to report it.

As for Yang Xiaotao's safety, it needs to be arranged in advance. As long as the higher-ups know about this kind of talent, they will definitely pay attention.

To plan for a rainy day is to be a subordinate.

"Thank you! I will report this matter truthfully!"

Team leader Xu interrupted Fatty Ding, who was still full of thoughts, and then got up to see off the guests.

Fatty Ding left the office, still feeling excited.

This good thing was finally discovered, and there will be more food in the future, and he, the station master, finally doesn't have to worry about not being able to complete the task!
Thinking of food, Fatty Ding didn't go back to the food station, and ran directly to Yangjiazhuang.

He wanted to tell Mr. Yang the good news and the people in Yangjiazhuang.

In the office, the voice on the phone explained what happened in detail.

The old man listened quietly, and finally said with a Subei accent, "This matter is your dereliction of duty!"

"An excellent article, why wait until outsiders find it before reporting it?"

"A high-yield crop, why did it take three years to report it?"

"Is this a problem with the reporting channel, or is it a human reason?"

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The old man was a little excited when he spoke, especially the news from the phone that the good corn with a yield of more than [-] catties per mu had been buried for three years. What a waste to the country.

In the northwest region, where the yield per mu is less than one hundred catties, those people live on this little grain!
"Chief, our negligence, I have sent people down to investigate, and I will give you an answer as soon as possible!"

The person opposite stood there, thinking about the physical condition of the person opposite, the arm holding the phone trembled a little. He knew in his heart how much the chief opposite was concerned about farming, and those who were concerned were farmers who could not afford to eat.

"Okay! This matter must be implemented as soon as possible."

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(End of this chapter)