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Chapter 702
For dinner, Wen Xiange and Xiao Chenggong ate at Chang Xinming's house. The fish soup team cooked it together and shared it with everyone, but the staple food had to be figured out by oneself. The drought was severe, and no one had any food left at this time. There is no excess stock.

Chang Xinming invited them to his house for dinner, Wen Xiange and Xiao Chenggong also went, of course, not empty-handed, they went with food.

The old captain also brought his grandson over with fish soup and some food, and everyone ate and chatted together.

While chatting and talking about the household contracting of production, the old team leader heard what Wen Xiange said, thought for a while and said to Chang Xinming: "After the autumn harvest, I will apply to the brigade and the commune to change the team leader, and then I will recommend you go up."

"Third Grandpa, I..." Chang Xinming opened his mouth to say something when he heard this, but he didn't know what to say after yelling.

Seeing this, the old captain waved his hand and said: "I'm old, and I can't take care of the team's affairs anymore. You came back from the army and have more experience than us. You have to think about some ideas yourself. If you really think it's good for the members , you just do it."

"Thank you Third Grandfather, I will definitely try my best to make everyone have enough to eat." Chang Xinming immediately promised after hearing the words.

Seeing this scene, Wen Xiange raised his eyebrows, looked at Xiao Chenggong and said nothing.

After dinner, Wen Xiange said goodbye to the two of them: "We're leaving tomorrow, see you later."

"Here, can you tell me your address?" Chang Xinming was stunned for a moment when he heard that the two were leaving, and then said.

When the water source was found, he had no reason to keep them from leaving. After all, they didn't want anything here, and he was too embarrassed to keep them here to suffer, so he didn't say anything to keep them. He only asked for the address. If you are capable, you will definitely repay them.

"Here, wait." Wen Xiange paused for a moment, and finally took out a pen and paper to write down the phone number and address.

"This is our address and telephone number. If you need to ask us anything, you can call this number or write to this address."

Chang Xinming took a look at the note, then nodded and said: "Okay, see you later when I have a chance, thank you very much this time."

"You're welcome, if you want to thank the country, it's the country that arranged for us to come here." Wen Xiange said with a smile.

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Chang Xinming to say anything else, he left this accident with Xiao Chenggong and came to the small village.

Early the next morning, the two were ready to go back. The time was still a little short, and it was unknown if there was a commotion in the Red Star Brigade in six or seven days.

After all, according to her estimation, the water source of Xiaomang Mountain can still last a long time, so the two discussed it, and finally decided not to show up for now, let's see and talk, if there is no trouble, they will go back to Beijing for the exam , Come back after the exam.

Unexpectedly, their expectations for the brigade were too good, and they made a fuss less than five days after they left.

Captain Zhang and Captain Yu didn't know what they were thinking. They felt that the crops saved by the water would not be very good. Since everyone has no surplus food now, let's get some money back to buy food.

They asked members of the commune to carry water to produce bamboo paper, which required a lot of water. As a result, the paper hadn't been produced yet, and the rice and crops in the field died because no one carried water to irrigate.

Then the paper produced, because the bamboo lacks water to soak, and because the soaking time is short, the quality of the paper is very poor, and it can't be sold for much money, and the supply and marketing cooperatives don't accept it. Someone buys what paper.

(End of this chapter)