"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 equally embarrassed.
"It's been six times, and it's always the same number!"
"I know it's this number, but how do I report it to my superiors? I keep reporting the wrong number?"
The two of them were silent, "Lao Ran, please organize someone to do the calculation again. This number is too crucial!"
The white shirt broke the calm and gave final instructions.
"Okay! I'll organize people and do the calculation again."
The plaid shirt promised and left.
"Wait a minute. Lao Ran, take a look at this first!"
The white shirt suddenly thought of something, and quickly stopped the plaid shirt, and then took out a document bag from the drawer.
"Open it and take a look. It was brought by local comrades!"
This was not the first time that Plaid Shirt saw the document bag, but every time he saw it, it made him feel hot.
"this is mine?"
"Yes, I gave them to everyone else. I saw that you were too busy these two days, so I was afraid of disturbing you, so I kept them here."
"Today, it's time for you!"
"Okay, thank you!"
"Don't say thank you, we people, ugh..."
The plaid shirt didn't say much, just took the bag and opened it on the spot.
The two of them sat aside, and the plaid shirt couldn't wait to take out the materials inside.
These are all news brought by local comrades to their families.
Plaid Shirt took out a piece of letter paper and recorded the situation of his family on it.
My wife is in poor health and her job is not going well...
The body in the plaid shirt is shaking and feeling distressed!
The white shirt on the side sighed.
After waiting for the next job, the eldest daughter found a job as a teacher, with a smile on her face in her plaid shirt.
His eldest daughter was the closest to him, and she was the one who missed him the most when he left. Now that his daughter has become a teacher, it can be regarded as the realization of his childhood wish.
The man in white shirt looked on, happy for his old friend.
Next, when he saw that his eldest daughter had found a partner and were living together, Zishan felt empty in his heart, feeling both happy and sad.
Just like a carefully cared for cabbage that was bitten by a pig, he could only watch and couldn't express any opinions. It was so uncomfortable!
After reading the information at the end that the two were about 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 my old friend with tears in his eyes and his white shirt patting his shoulders, the two looked at each other and then laughed.
When they made the choice, they were already prepared to remain anonymous. Now, knowing the news about their family members, they have found comfort in their hearts.
The next report was about the situation of the second daughter and the youngest son. When he saw that the two children did not go to school in order to take care of the family, the hands in the plaid shirt were shaking. Fortunately, the son-in-law showed up in time.
This also gave him some recognition of his son-in-law.
At the end, there is also a piece of information, but it is all about the son-in-law.
Name, age, family background, personality and hobbies, and comments from people around you are all recorded.
The eighth-level fitter in the steel rolling mill shrank in his eyes when he saw the work.
There are also many eighth-level workers here, and they are all great people. The things they can make by hand are no worse than those produced by machines.
He is an eighth-level worker at such a young age, and he will be able to take care of his family in the future.
Plaid Shirt is becoming more and more satisfied with this eldest son-in-law whom he has never met before.
When he saw his hobbies, Plaid Shirt even laughed.
We are not a family, we do not enter the same family.
This hobby of reading is just right for him!
"Old Zheng, look, my eldest daughter is getting married. What do you think I should give her as a dowry?"
The plaid shirt said excitedly, and the white shirt laughed, "Whatever you want to give, I will contact the local comrades and give it to her."
"Okay, okay! What can I give you? How about the bicycle?"
"This is okay, but are you sure? Your good son-in-law has already bought two."
"Yes, yes, this boy is quite capable and is worthy of being my boss. So what do you want to give me?"
"How do I know? I don't have a daughter. Okay, go back and see for yourself. Don't show off to me. I'm going to report to work."
"Hey, hey, don't leave!"
"Radio, please wait for me, radio, please..."
The man in the white shirt waved his hands without looking back, but a smile appeared 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 document bag.
Back at his residence, Plaid shirt held the document bag in his hand and put it in the bedside cabinet.
Inside, there are several identical document bags.
"Wait for me, wait for me to complete my mission, then go back and make it up to you!"
"Wait for me, you must wait for me..."
Wiping away my tears, I went out again in my plaid shirt.
"Xiao Zhou, call the people together and do the calculation again. I don't believe you can't figure it out..."
"yes!"
"Xiao Tao, I heard you are back, what are you busy with?"
Mr. Yang's voice came from behind, causing busy Yang Xiaotao to stop what he was doing.
Mr. Yang was watching his baby in class at school. When he was passing by the gate, he heard from the villagers that Yang Xiaotao had returned to the village. He was coming back before it was time to get off work. There must be something wrong, 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 wood 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 tinkering with? Why are you building a shed?"
"Master, you just happened to be back. I have something to tell you."
Immediately, Yang Xiaotao told everything about the sow.
After hearing this, Mr. Yang opened his mouth in disbelief at first, and then confirmed it again and again before he believed it.
"So, you want to get the pig back and keep it at home?"
Mr. Yang tried to ask, and Yang Xiaotao nodded.
"This pig is a reward from above, so you don't have to hand it in, but if it's pregnant with piglets, you can't kill it, so you have to raise it yourself!"
"It's just that in this way, the pigs will not be able to enjoy the feed provided, and they will have to find ways to feed the pigs themselves!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Yang Xiaotao told the truth and difficulties, but Mr. Yang was so happy that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.
At present, there is no large-scale pig raising operation in the country. Not to mention Yangjiazhuang, there are few pig raising operations in the surrounding villages.
"You silly boy, this is a blessing!"
"Hurry up and find the stone. I'll take care of the pigsty!"
Mr. Yang rolled up his sleeves as he spoke, "Look, what can we do with this little wood? After getting pregnant, all the piglets ran out. We need to make it denser and leave a hole to pour out the manure..."
Mr. Yang began to criticize the fruits of Yang Xiaotao's labor, and Yang Xiaotao quickly left to find Yang Shitou.
Of course, when passing by the school, go in and make it clear to Ran Qiuye.
After Ran Qiuye heard about it, he looked at Yang Xiaotao with admiration. If he could repair the machine and earn a pig, he was capable.
And this pig is a sow that is pregnant with cubs, which means good luck.
If such a man doesn’t marry, then 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 and pull the donkey cart, and then began to arrange for people to cut the grass and prepare to pave the cart.
This is a sow that is pregnant with piglets, and it will be precious along the way.
Soon, Yang Shitou hurriedly hitched the donkey cart and drove over. The villagers also knew that Yang Xiaotao had raised a pig, which was about to give birth to piglets. Many people went to Yang Xiaotao's house to help.
There are no pigs in their village. The main reason is to raise pigs for food and to have piglets.
It's just that the piglets brought back from their superiors have to be turned over when they are raised, so the gain outweighs the loss.
Now I heard that Yang Xiaotao got a pig that was about to give birth to piglets, and many people focused on the piglets. If they are raised, they don't need to be handed over.
As for the consumption of raising pigs, it is better to put the pigs into the ground and let them roam free.
Anyway, wild boars can survive, but there is no reason why domestic pigs cannot survive.
Mr. Yang knew exactly what everyone was thinking, and he didn't tell anyone. Anyway, the pig belonged to his village and he would not 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 enthusiastically. Team Leader Xu listened calmly, but he sorted out the useful information and prepared to report it.
As for Yang Xiaotao's safety, arrangements need to be made in advance. As long as the superiors know about this kind of talent, they will definitely pay attention.
It is your duty as a subordinate to prepare for a rainy day.
"Thank you for your hard work! I will report this matter truthfully!"
Team leader Xu interrupted Fatty Ding, who was still unfinished, and then stood up to see off the guests.
Fatty Ding left the office, still feeling excited.
This good thing has finally been discovered, and there will be more food in the future. He, the webmaster, finally doesn’t have to worry about not being able to complete the task!
Thinking of food, Fatty Ding ran directly to Yangjiazhuang instead of going back to the food station.
He wanted to tell Mr. Yang and the people in Yangjiazhuang the good news.
In the office, the voice on the phone explained what happened in detail.
The old man listened quietly, and finally said with a northern Jiangsu accent, "This matter is your dereliction of duty!"
"Why does an excellent article wait until outsiders discover it before it is published?"
"Why did it take three years for a high-yielding crop to be reported?"
"Is this a problem with the reporting channel, or is it a human reason?"
Cough cough cough
The old man was a little excited when he spoke, especially the news that came from the phone opposite him. Good corn with a yield of more than 600 kilograms per mu had been buried for three years. What a waste it was for the country.
In the northwest region, where the yield per mu is less than 100 kilograms, those people survive on this small amount of food!
"Chief, we have failed in our duties. I have sent people to investigate and will definitely give you an answer as soon as possible!"
The person opposite stood there, thinking about the physical condition of the person opposite, and the arm holding the phone was shaking a little. He knew in his heart how much the leader opposite cared about farming, and what he cared about were the farmers who couldn't afford to eat.
"Okay! This matter must be implemented as soon as possible."
