The mayor is a little bit thick

Chapter 331

a typhoon.

It completely swayed Wang Biao's heart.

The wife I miss every day doesn't think about it anymore, and the villager doesn't think much about it, and going to the town is also a dream.

One heart is tied to Douyin.

See if the state will allocate funds to the affected farmers as subsidies.

The affected area this time is really too large.

Few cities in the three northeastern provinces were spared. As long as all the corn in the blue area was lying down, some places did not fall, but floods occurred. Not to mention the rice, but the corn was all soaked in the water. A corn tip is exposed.

The most bitter thing is that some people in HLJ were hit by snowstorms in the beginning of spring, and the straw could not be disposed of. After the snow melted, the land was muddy, and the agricultural machinery could not be operated at all.

Originally, the accumulated temperature was not enough, but when it happened, it was hit by typhoon and flood, and all the crops were soaked in water.

Qin Tiezheng came to Wang Biao's office.

"Are you still worried?"

"Can you not be worried?" Wang Biao asked back: "In two or three months, the money for buying land will have to be given to the common people, twenty or thirty million."

Qin Tiezheng sat down and said, "It won't be a failure. Didn't the deputy minister and the expert say that there will be [-]% of the output?"

"It seems to be okay now, and the stick is not small, but this thing is lying on the ground, and it is easy to mildew or even germinate. There are still more than a month, and there are too many uncertain factors. If it does not go down in the future The rain is okay, if it’s raining, it’s real”

Blessings are unparalleled until misfortunes never come singly.

This sentence was hit by Wang Biao.

It didn't take long to wait.

No.11 Typhoon Poseidon has formed again, and it is so hard to die that it is rushing to the northeast again.

It seems that the typhoon nest has been stabbed in the Northeast. Yes, typhoons come one after another, and there is no room for people to take a breather.

Wang Biao was even more worried.

Baomi is finished.

Why are pigs in the future?
The expanded pig farm was built in vain, and there was no money to introduce local black pig breeds.

Even if they have the money to bring in breeding pigs, there is nothing to feed them. Now they have added more than 1 piglets, and they will start eating after weaning. The corn consumed by the piglets on this day must be at least [-] catties.

Now that the damage to corn is so serious, where can I go to buy corn?

Under the shortage of corn, the price of food can't be more than one yuan per catty?
At that time, the investment in raising pigs alone will have to increase by tens of millions.

"Let's go down to the village in a while to see what the disaster situation is like, just to listen to the opinions and opinions of those old crop handles. But it is much stronger, what they say is more credible." Qin Tiezheng said.

In the past few days, he has been to several villages and talked with some villagers about this year's harvest, talking about everything.

The best thing is that the corn will not have too much possibility of mildew and germination.

But they all insisted that this year's production reduction is certain. If the previous year's production was [-] catties, this year's guarantee of [-] catties would be a gift from God.

Wang Biao thought for a while, then nodded with difficulty.

Forget it, let him go, it's still the same, it's no use worrying, the boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge, if it doesn't work, all the pigs will be released, and they will be penned in the field to feed the green storage.

A field of corn.

Wang Biao and Qin Tiezheng bent over to stand on both sides of an old man wearing a straw hat. They also bent over and broke a corn stick from the ground, tore off the leaves, and slid the rainwater straight out.

The whole corn is like a blister. It has not rained for three days, and the corn sticks are still wet. This is a serious problem.

Not to mention farmers, even people in the city know that if the rice noodles at home get wet, it is very easy to deteriorate and produce insects.

The uncle picked up the corn sticks and pinched them with his fingernails. The corn grains were split in half, but they didn't come out.

After thinking for a while, he said, "It's hard to say. If it doesn't rain in the future, you can get [-]% to [-]% of your income. If it rains every other day like before, it's likely to have sprouts."

Qin Tiezheng said: "Then how about accepting it now?"

The uncle shook his head, contempt arose in his heart, it really didn't hurt to stand up and talk, how could he be an official, I don't understand this, and he still manages the old peasants.

"Collect it now? Why don't you wait until it breaks? Where can I take it back to dry? This corn is so wet that it will turn into distiller's grains when it is taken back into a pile." Wang Biao said.

Qin Tiezheng said this with his ass, not brains at all.

The corn is harvested in autumn and taken home. If the corn pile is too late, it must be turned upside down at minus two or three degrees, otherwise the middle will definitely be covered. Go and see it in the morning, it is steaming.

The uncle said: "The distiller's grains are not enough. If it gets wet, it will have sprouts, especially if it touches the ground, it will grow seedlings."

After visiting a few more villages, the two returned to the town and began to write reports to their superiors.

Qin Tiezheng still knew too little about agriculture, and he didn't understand the mood of the old farmer at this time, so Wang Biao was given the task of writing the report.

This is a trivial matter for Wang Biao, and he also wants to reflect the difficulties of the common people to the leaders.

He also put forward his own opinions and opinions on the possible results of corn in the next month and the difficult problem of autumn harvest in October.

Even if, as the expert minister said, [-]% to [-]% of the harvest can be guaranteed, how can the autumn harvest work be carried out smoothly?

How can we guarantee the autumn harvest?
There is no need to think about the harvester. Even if it is a stubble harvest, it is impossible to pick up all the plants. Many plants and corn have to be crushed under the big wheel. How much corn will be damaged in this way?
Wang Biao wrote all kinds of problems and places that were most damaged or possible to be damaged in the report. As for whether the leaders paid attention to this issue, it was beyond his ability to decide.

The Sea God still came, but all the common people didn't care, anyway, the corn had already fallen, and they didn't care about having a few more typhoons.

Although the disaster was caused, the people who suffered from the disaster seem to be relieved now, and there is no such thing as crying and frowning. Perhaps this is because of the balance in their hearts.

The big guys are all down, and they are all suffering from disasters. Others don't feel bad, but I have nothing to feel bad about.

Nowadays, many ordinary people compare themselves with big grain growers, especially Manman Farm, which has become a comfort medicine for everyone.

As long as someone's family is worried because of the disaster, there will be two people in the world following this person and saying: "What's wrong with you? You only have so much land. Look at your old Wang's house. There is a thousand or two thousand years of land lying down. It doesn't look like that." Your family is like this.

If there is a third person present, the third person will go on to say: That is, if the old Wang family is like you, then you will have to worry about death, one or two thousand land.

2000 million, that is called money, how much is that called, how do people accept it.

After dinner.

Wang Biao came to the gate and strolled to digest food.

At this time of day, the mahjong has not yet been played, and the front of the small shop will be very lively, and people who have eaten will gather here to chat.

"Da Biao, will the state subsidize the corn that has been damaged?"

"Yeah, if you don't subsidize your farm, it will be uncomfortable."

After hearing this sentence, a man who farmed by himself looked at Wang Biao nervously, apprehensively and expectantly. The complicated eyes seemed to regard Wang Biao as a savior and a lifeline.

"Wang Biao, will the government give you money? Did the higher-ups issue any documents for you?"

Wang Biao shook his head: "No, don't worry about it. Experts say that [-]% of the harvest can be achieved. Drink it far away from a dead harvest."

He Erdao: "That's right, you said that your family only has two or so lands, so what can you do even if you don't harvest them? Look at Da Biao, more than 2000 lands have been squatted. People still eat and drink as usual."

Wang Biao's face darkened, and he felt a stab in his heart.

Is this so special that you get stabbed while lying down?

He Er, He Er, reduce four bundles of grassland for your family this year.

If you owe me, I have to freeze you.

"Can our family compare with others? Once the pigs or cattle are sold, the money will come out. Don't talk about one or two thousand farms, even five thousand farms will be fine."

Wang Biao couldn't stand it anymore: "Okay, okay, compare me, I can't sleep when I'm so angry, let me tell you, who will say such things in front of me in the future, let alone me and him urgent."

After speaking, he turned and went back to the backyard!

After listening to it, he was afraid that if he couldn't control himself, he would make a move.

What the hell, what do you mean he doesn't care?

He's going to fucking die of distress.

More than 2000 million, it took a lot of effort and luck to make so much money.

Sometimes, the reality is very irritating. When this goddamn sea god came over, there was a lot of thunder and little rain. The rain didn't fall too much, and the wind didn't blow too much.

This is so irritating, you hope that it will not come, you pray that it will not come, but the typhoon has come.

You don't care anymore, the typhoon doesn't come again.

September NO.15.

Wang Biao, his old uncle Wang Hongchao, his old uncle Li Hongjun and others drove 120 cows that were about to give birth from the cattle farm back to the cowshed in Wangjiatun.

Li Ning was also transferred back.

The reason why these cattle are brought back is to be able to take good care of them.

For this reason, two old cattle farmers were specially hired in the village. These people have raised cattle for more than 20 years, and now each family has seven or eight cows. more convenient care.

The old man is very happy.

I often come to the cowshed to give the cow a body, to see how the milk stick is, to see if the back waist is collapsed, and if there is any secretion from the water gate.

These are all signs that a cow is about to give birth.

The old man has more experience than a veterinarian and is more accurate than a veterinarian.

Now the old man can't stay at home, he always thinks about coming to the cowshed to watch the cows.

blink of an eye.

The time has come to NO.20.

The courtyard of Shen Hai's family suddenly became lively.

Uncle Shen, Uncle Shen, Boss Shen and other brothers and sisters almost all came here.

Help Shen Na pack up.

"Is the child's clothes and pants all packed?"

"It's all in that pink box."

"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, you have got your train ticket, don't leave it behind."

Wang Biao shouted: "I can't carry it all in my pocket, don't worry, big brother, second brother, can you put something in your car?"

Second Shen: "Yes, it can fit a suitcase."

"Brother-in-law, you take this. These are clothes for my nieces until they are five years old."

"Sister, you have prepared too much, they are only getting bigger now, my God, there are too many, how do we get them when we arrive at the station?"

"Find someone to take it, and call your employees to the train station." The eldest sister said domineeringly.

If you take less things, the niece will get less care and love from her aunt.

You can only take more, not less.

He is not the only one who has this mentality, everyone in the Shen family is like this.

Dong Hai, Guangfu and others also skipped work and ran out to help Wang Biao.

After working for more than two hours, a group of people arrived at the train station.

This time, he didn't go through the ticket gate. It was the first time for Shen Hai, an old comrade, to go through a relationship. He found his old colleagues and connections, and asked the big guy to drive directly into the train station.

At this time there is no ticket check.

There was no one else on the platform either.

The big guys started to move things to the car.

For the sake of his four precious daughters, Wang Biao also became arrogant once and bought all the high-speed rail business class tickets.

Four precious girls are his god.

Although people will be scolded for wasting public resources like this, it doesn't matter.

The health of the baby girls is the most important thing, so that when the children are distressed, they will be forced to swear and talk, which will make them feel disgusted.

Shen Hai and Xie Chunlan are reluctant to let their granddaughter follow them to the Northeast. You, Wang Xue and Li Kexin, are in charge of the Xinfadi.

BJ just got in the car here.

Li Guizhi, Wang Honggang, Wang Guoqiang Daiying and others got busy.

Although the house is already very clean, the big guy still feels that it is not clean, rubbing it, spraying it.

There was really nothing to do, so I just looked around the corners to see if there were any flies, mosquitoes or something.

Such fragrant, white and tender skin, if bitten by a mosquito, will feel sorry for them.

As soon as the old lady heard that Shen Na and the child would be back today, she couldn't sit still in the house.

At first, I sat and waited in the shade of the yard, but then I became more anxious as I waited, and I sat at the door of the garage to wait, but it still didn't work, so I went to the village to look forward to it.

If it weren't for the persuasion of the elder aunt Li Yinzhu, the old couple would have to go to the intersection of Xiaoguojiatun and wait.

TRAIN STATION.

Li Xiang, Dai Mengyu, Xiao Gang, Li Chao, Chen Peng, Wu Yueguang and others drove seven cars and waited in the parking lot of the train station.

Look at the time is almost up.

Li Xiang picked up the phone and dialed a number: "Hello, Station Master Du, I'm brother Wang Biao, and my brother's bus is almost at the stop, shall we go in now?"

"Oh, brother Wang Biao, you go to the gate now, and I will let the people below open the door for you."

The four precious girls are really considerate little padded jackets, which is very trouble-free, and they didn't cry all the way.

After the people in the adjacent carriages got off, Wang Biao and the others began to move things down and load them onto the carriages.

Wu Yueguang looked at a lot of things and scolded with a smile: "Brother Biao, are you taking your wife home? It seems that you have moved to escape famine. There are too many things, right?"

"Isn't it too much for so many of you to come? Hey, the children's uncles and aunts all feel sorry for the children. They are afraid of lacking everything, and they have bought a lot of things." Wang Biao said moved.

Wu Yueguang smiled and said: "Our girl is blessed, so many people feel distressed."

"Fuck off, don't take advantage of me, this is my daughter, and it has something to do with you." Wang Biao said vigilantly.

There is something wrong with this sentence, and it is suspected of taking advantage of it.

After half an hour.

The convoy drove onto the national highway and headed for Jiangyuan.

It's slower, but safer.

The grandchildren and grandchildren of the old Wang family were standing in front of the small shop, waiting eagerly for the return of the fifth generation of the old Wang family.

(End of this chapter)