The mayor is a little bit thick

Chapter 330 Absolute Harvest?Farmers are so hard! (seeking monthly ticket recommendation ticket)

The wind gradually subsided, and the rain gradually stopped.

The dark clouds in the sky are still moving fast.

It still looks a little breathtaking.

Standing outside the car, Wang Biao looked at Yiyuan Pingchuan in front of him, and his heart was deeply immersed in the drowning water.

If the world is really drowning again.

In more than 1000 farmlands, all the corn that grew less than two meters high did not fall due to the influence of forest belts, and all others fell.

Now all the cornfields have turned into grasslands. If you fly over at high altitude, those who don't know it will think you have arrived at the Inner Mongolia prairie.

Wang Biao turned his head and looked in the direction of Dahua Town five or six miles away. The buildings of Dahua Junior High School and the high tower of the grain depot were vivid in his memory.

Thinking with your heels, you all know that the corn fields on Dahua's side are not spared either.

There are more than 1000 farmlands, and the cost is more than 2000 million.

This time I couldn't even put on my underpants.

It is only September [-]rd now, and there is still more than a month before the autumn harvest in mid-September. Now that the temperature is so high, by then, the corn will all be moldy?
Even if it is not moldy, it has to sprout.

Wang Guoqiang walked back to the village, looking at the cornfields that had turned into grasslands along the way, sighed again and again, frowning so much that water dripped out.

"It's over, it's over, it's all fucking over."

"This year's harvest is considered hot."

Li Guili and Wang Honggang were not at home at the time. One rode a scooter, the other rode gasoline and three donkeys ran to the field to see the damage.

Wang Honggang ran all the way to the boundary of Hou Anyang, and he felt better about everything, because with a little balance, not only the land of their house fell, but also the land of Front Anyang and Hou Anyang fell.

Under the big elm tree in Wangjiatun, more than a dozen people gathered and were talking.

"Regret it, look at the few of you who want to sell all the land to the farm like us, do you still have to worry about getting angry?"

"That's right, you see how good we are selling the farm, we don't worry about anything, what can we do, even if the corn is all harvested, it has nothing to do with us."

"Hey, don't talk about it, if it's not for feeding those cows, if it's not for trying to save more money for your children while you are capable, who will farm the land?"

The other said: "Hey, why am I in a hurry, why do I get angry, the more than 2000 lands of the old Wang's house are all down, and I only have more than three lands, so there is nothing to get angry."

"That's right, the more than 2000 farmlands are poked with that. In comparison, your few farmlands are really not a big deal. This time you have something to feed the cows."

"Hey, what a cow, now the corn is also on the top, probably [-] to [-]% of it, and it is estimated that the particles can go up when it is lying on the ground."

"Dudu? It's still more than a month before the autumn harvest, and it's all going to rot into distiller's grains, and it's still Dudu particles."

"I went to the field to see, and it should not be a failure. A lot of corn is just lying down and not broken, and it can still grow up. I guess there is nothing wrong with it alive. The broken ones are not guaranteed. This year's corn sticks are still big. If there is no wind, this old Wang Dabiao will make a lot of money this year."

The old man next to him squinted at the person who spoke, isn't this gloating?

When Wang Hong just returned home, he saw his daughter-in-law Li Guizhi was cooking while wiping tears.

"Why are you crying? It's okay. We have so many cows in our family. Wouldn't it be a waste if we cut them off and feed them? It's okay, don't think about it."

"Fuck off, one or two thousand farms, there's nothing for those cattle and sheep to eat, these days are finally booming, here's a storm for you"

Just as he was talking, Wang Guoqiang entered the room with a few big corn sticks in his hand.

Seeing the eldest daughter-in-law touching tears, and listening to his son Wang Honggang's words, the old man laughed twice and scolded: "It's all right, I've seen the corn, it's okay, as long as it doesn't rain anymore It is estimated that there is no big problem, and if there is a few percent of the income, it should not be a big problem to pay back."

Li Guizhi raised her head and glanced at her husband's father, "You gave this back to our family?"

"Well, take a look at this big stick. It's not a big problem to cross slowly. Many places are lying down. The pole is not broken and can still grow." Wang Guoqiang comforted.

Li Guizhi said: "It's all covered with quilts, and you have to cover your long hair."

"It's okay, it's time to open the sky, it's nothing to worry about if it's dry, and it can raise its head by itself, and it's nothing to do when it's ventilated." Wang Guoqiang said pretending to be relaxed.

As for whether it will be successful or not, he has no idea.

However, we can't let this big family feel anxious and get angry.

"Where's my grandson? Did he come back? He went out early in the morning and didn't eat." Wang Guoqiang asked.

Wang Honggang said: "I didn't look at it, I guess it went to work in the town and came back."

He saw Wang Biao's car parked at the door.

As soon as Wang Biao opened the door, he forced out a calm look.

Let him bear the pressure. If he puts on such a sad face, my mother will be worried when she sees it. Isn't it just a thousand or two thousand fields of corn?

After more than 1 piglets are fattened and sold, the money will come back soon, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

He walked into the room and looked at his mother with wet eyes and frowning face, and smiled and put his arms around his mother's shoulders: "What are you doing, what's there to worry about, it's okay, the big deal is that the sun will dry up the ground in a few days. Two silage harvesters can pack all the corn into silage bags, which can cost more than 1 yuan if sold on a field, so there is no loss."

"Can it be sold for so much money? Can it be put away?" Li Guizhi was still very worried.

"Yes, it's okay. Let's harvest the stubble. Besides, our green storage harvester is on the pressure plate, so it's not a problem if it's low from the ground." Wang Biao said easily.

After hearing what his son said, Li Guizhi felt relieved.

After chatting for a few words, Wang Biao came to the East Wing.

As soon as he entered the house, the old man asked worriedly: "Biao, did you go to the field to see, how is our corn?"

"It's okay, grandpa, don't go out, there is water on the road, it's slippery, and it's knocking you down."

"It's all right? Then I listened to their chatter and said that I fell down, you little bastard talking to your grandfather?" The old man suddenly cursed, his hands were still raised as if to hit.

Wang Biao pretended to be scared and hid back: "Why don't you believe it? Grandpa, it's okay, it doesn't affect anything, don't you know those idlers in our village, they don't see others living well, and they like to say that people are not good. It's a wink, let me tell you, this year's corn sticks are all huge, don't look at it now, but it won't reduce the production too much, except for Ben'er, our family can still make money."

"That's all down, don't you have to cover your long hair in this hot weather?"

"Ah? No, it's okay. I'll let Qin look at it. If it doesn't work, just collect the green storage and feed the cows by yourself. If you can't feed them, sell them to Inner Mongolia. It's nothing bad." Wang Biao continued to feed the old baby with peace of mind. pill.

Seeing that the old man still looked suspicious.

Wang Biao said again: "My lord, Xiaona and the other five mothers came back within ten days. What gifts are you going to prepare for your four great-great-great-grandchildren?"

When the old man heard this, his attention was suddenly diverted: "Huh? Xiaona and the others are coming back soon? Oh my god, it's almost time to come back."

With that said, the old man got on the kang, untied a bunch of keys from his waist,
Wang Biao was taken aback, what is this old baby going to do?
Take a gift?
When did the old man prepare the gift? Why didn't he know.

Driven by curiosity, Wang Biao subconsciously took a few steps forward to the top of the kang, and while recording vibrato with his mobile phone, he leaned over to look, "Grandfather, what are you doing baby?"

The old man unlocked the lock and took out a small cloth bag from the cabinet.

"There are 5 yuan here. You go to the gold store and buy four gold locks. No, there are not enough gold locks. Then each person buys a pair of gold bracelets."

Feelings are money, why do you think it is a family heirloom?

Wang Biao picked up the bag and opened it, jokingly said, "Grandfather, you don't have enough money. It's only 5 yuan. How big a golden lock can you get?"

People with old brains are slow to react. Hearing what Wang Biao said, he believed it to be true.

"Huh? Isn't that enough?"

The old baby said a word, then turned around and leaned over the cabinet door and began to rummage. While searching, he saw Wang Biao poking his head and moving his body to block Wang Biao's sight.

But Wang Biao could still see clearly that the old man took out a wallet wrapped in a handkerchief from a pair of navy blue cotton trousers.

"There are still [-] here, all for you, this time is enough."

"Ah? Not enough, this is not enough."

Although the old man reacted slowly, he was not confused or stupid. He glared at the sound and said, "Fuck off, you little bastard, 8 yuan is not enough? The beating is too big, and the child will not fall if you take it with you!" neck?"

Wang Biao laughed, and returned the last handkerchief bag to the old man: "This one is enough, just for fun."

Shen Na watched the disaster video on Douyin, and the sadness on her face became tighter and tighter.

This year's corn is over.

The comments above are all lamentations and comments about the suffering of the poor people.

Either no harvest, or a big reduction in production.

Even if the harvest is not endless, harvesting is another big problem.

The lodging corn cannot be harvested by the corn harvester at all. How many people have to be hired for the more than 2000 fields in the family?

How much will it cost?
He must be very worried and angry now, right?
Maybe he couldn't sleep all night last night. He is such a thoughtful and careful person, and he has put so much effort into the farm. Now that he has suffered such a big natural disaster, he doesn't know how big the fire will be.

Xie Chunlan and Shen Hai also got news from Douyin, as well as some videos posted by farmers themselves.

What a tragedy, none of the cornfields stood up, they all fell down.

It's over!

It is really difficult for the old farmers in the Northeast this year.

No, farmers across the country are really not easy. Floods occur every year in the south, and the big granary in the northeast has always been drought-flooded. It has not suffered any major disasters. He said that there was no disaster here in Jiangyuan, and the grain was still sold.

In the words of the old lady, Jiangyuan is a land of geomantic omens, and where there is a disaster, there will be no disaster.

As far as the old lady is concerned, in the past few decades, except for the neck-stuck drought in [-], the family only brought back a dozen donkey carts of corn, and the harvest was less than [-] catties. Another disaster.

Thinking about it, the whole family is worried about the family now.

More than 2000 land, the cost is nearly 3000 million.

This Kacha pays more than 3000 million yuan. This year has been for nothing, and the profits from selling cattle, sheep and pigs are also for nothing, so they have to be filled here.

"Xiaona, did you call your family? Didn't you ask about the situation?" Xie Chunlan said.

Shen Na frowned, and shook her head: "No, what's the matter, our farm must be like this."

"No way, maybe our house doesn't have such a strong wind." Shen Hai said with a lucky heart.

Shen Na shook her head again: "It must be the same. Didn't you see that he didn't vibrate, and he didn't post on Moments. If he didn't fall down, he would definitely take a vibrato, and he would proudly say look at the corn on our farm It’s a cow, even a typhoon can’t blow it down.”

Listening to their daughter imitating Wang Biao's tone and demeanor, Shen Hai and Xie Chunlan's hearts sank.

You are so right, if there is no such thing, their good son-in-law will definitely show off like this.

They know Wang Biao too well.

"So I'd better stop asking. Now he's worried enough to get angry. He must be under a lot of pressure. I'm asking about this. Isn't that adding fuel to the fire?"

"Too."

"But, if you don't ask, if you care, he and his family are arguing, saying that you don't care about your family at all." Xie Chunlan said worriedly.

Shen Na said: "No, he is not that kind of person, not to mention his parents, I understand him."

Shen Hai also said: "Daughter is right, I still know Wang Biao's child very well."

Xie Chunlan nodded, then turned to Shen Na and said: "Xiao Na, don't be in a hurry to get angry. If you lose money, you can make money again. Your body is the most important thing. If you are in a hurry to get angry, the milk will run out, and the child will die." I can only drink powdered milk."

"Yes, girl, don't get angry, it's easy to get sick."

Common people like Wang Biao are worried, and so are the leaders of the central government, the Ministry of Agriculture, and the Ministry of Agriculture of Yingchun Province, as well as the provincial and municipal governments.

Yingchun Province is a large agricultural province, mainly producing corn and rice.

Among them, corn is the most.

But this time the typhoon was almost strong and almost all the corn in the province was blown to the ground, and floods were caused in many places, and the rice was submerged in water.

It also seems that it will be collected in more than a month. If it is soaked in muddy water, it will be over.

Leaders at all levels of departments at all levels held a meeting and asked the local government to step up and survey the affected area and report the statistics.

It's more than a month before the autumn harvest, and the weather is so hot that the corn has to be covered and the sprouts are moldy. Where can I sell it?

Now, even if this does not happen to the corn, how should the corn be harvested this year?
The machine can't work, use manual labor?

Now it is not more than ten or twenty years ago. There are many people in the countryside, and every household has several strong laborers.

Now the rural areas are basically people over the age of 50 occupying the majority, how to reclaim land?
The harvest time is only one month. If it rains or there is early frost and snow, the corn will have to be patted on the ground.

Even if you hire someone to do it, how much money will you have to invest?Where can I find so many workers?

Although Wang Biao is already the deputy mayor of a town, he was very angry when he saw this Douyin.

The questions mentioned are too simple, and the very difficult places are not mentioned at all.

Difficult!

(End of this chapter)