After Zhang Yu finished picking up the eggs and delivered a sow that was having difficulty giving birth, Old Man Liu drove over in a bullock cart.
He greeted Zhang Yu from a distance: "Xiao Yu, why are you here alone? Where are your second uncle and the captain?"
Zhang Yu: "I'm still having a meeting in the commune. I might have to come over later."
Old man Liu parked the oxcart and said, "Okay, we'll just wait for a while. Xiaoyu, come up and sit for a while. Don't just stand there."
Zhang Yu was not polite and sat directly on the bullock cart.
Old man Liu grinned happily, and after a while he complained to Zhang Yu: "You don't know how troublesome those new educated youths are. They thought the oxcart was dirty in the morning and refused to sit on it. They made a fuss about borrowing bicycles.
Tsk, they thought I wanted them to sit down, and if they didn’t come up, the cow would be relieved.”
As he spoke, Old Man Liu stroked the cow in front of him, his eyes filled with distress.
This cow is his old buddy, why is he not willing to let his old buddy work so hard?
It's already tiring enough to pull people from the village who want to catch the big market. If those educated youths come up again, wouldn't it be even more difficult for the old cow?
Huh, it's better not to sit down. It's better to be dirty every day.
You don't even look at the smell on their bodies, and you have the nerve to think others are dirty.
In the next half hour, Zhang Yu heard Old Man Liu muttering there without any intention of interrupting.
Just thinking that Old Man Liu was tired, he handed him two meat buns wrapped in oil paper.
"Uncle Liu, you haven't eaten lunch yet, right? First, please rest your stomach."
"No, no, no, I'm not hungry, old man. Xiaoyu, just eat by yourself."
Old Man Liu hurriedly refused. From the smell, he knew they were meat buns from a state-owned restaurant. He had no shame in eating something from a child.
Zhang Yu handed it to Old Man Liu again and advised: "Uncle Liu, just take it, I have already eaten."
Old Man Liu refused again: "No, no, I can't have it. Just leave it for your second uncle after eating. She will probably be hungry soon. I already had a big pancake when I came here."
Seeing that he kept refusing, Zhang Yu stuffed it directly into his arms, and then jumped off the bullock cart without waiting for him to refuse.
As he walked out, he shouted: "Uncle Liu, please take care of my back for me. I'm going to see why my second uncle and the others haven't come out yet?"
Seeing that Zhang Yu had gone far, Old Man Liu had to put the meat buns away.
But he didn't want to eat it, so he sniffed it and put it in his arms.
He went back to give his little granddaughter some extra food. It just so happened that her little granddaughter had been in low energy ever since the incident that happened a few days ago.
Zhang Yu walked all the way to the entrance of the commune and happened to meet Uncle Xie and the team leader going out.
The captain had a dark face, and Uncle Xie who was following him didn't look very good either.
Seeing Zhang Yu, he forced out a smile: "Have you eaten yet?"
"Have eaten, Second Uncle, these are the buns I bought for you." After saying that, Zhang Yu handed the few buns he brought with him to Second Uncle Xie.
After Uncle Xie took the bun from his nephew, he gave half of it to the captain.
The captain didn't say anything and took it directly.
With his relationship with the Xie family, there was no need to be polite.
After eating the steamed buns, the two of them looked a little better.
Zhang Yu then approached Uncle Xie and asked softly: "What's wrong?"
Uncle Xie looked at the captain walking in front of him, lowered his voice and said, "I'll tell you later."
When the three of them walked out of the commune, they saw Old Man Liu waiting at the intersection.
Old man Liu had sharp eyes, and he could tell from a distance that the two men's expressions were not very good.
He vaguely knew the purpose of the captain's visit today. Seeing the faces of the two men, he frowned and asked, "Hasn't the commune solved the problem yet?"
The brigade leader said with a dark face: "The commune secretary wanted to let the Tugouzi brigade go free, but what he said just came not long ago and it didn't work. The gangsters in the Tugouzi brigade were not afraid of him at all. After a long discussion with good words and good intentions, Tugouzi
Even the captain did not agree to release the water."
"What! You don't agree to release the water? What will happen to our brigade's crops?" Old man Liu became anxious when he heard that the Tugouzi brigade was unwilling to release the water.
Generally speaking, there is no shortage of water in their area. In the past, there was no need to water at all during this season, but I don’t know what happened this year. After the corn sprouts emerged, there were two light rains.
Now the ground is so dry that there are almost cracks. If you want to save the crops, you can only rely on manual watering.
They didn't panic much when encountering this kind of thing before. After all, despite the drought, there was still a small river flowing beside their group.
But those bastards from the Tugouzi Brigade relied on their own brigade to build a dam upstream of the creek and cut off the water.
The captain led people to find them several times, but to no avail.
This time I came to the commune to discuss the matter of releasing water. Judging from the faces of the two of them, I guess this matter is high stakes!
Thinking of this, Old Man Liu couldn't help but become anxious. Last year's grain harvest was not bad, at least much better than the previous two years.
If that happens again this year, their team will be able to recover.
The grain and other crops have sprouted very well this year and are growing strong. If there are no accidents, this year will definitely be a good harvest year.
Everyone in the village was looking forward to it, but now something like this happened again.
"Captain, then... what should we do? We can't let those little things from Tugou Brigade cut off our water supply. If we don't water it, the crops will soon die of drought."
(This content is purely fictitious, any similarity is purely coincidental!)
The brigade leader looked downcast: "The commune secretary asked us to wait for two days, and he will help find a solution."
Old man Liu said dissatisfiedly: "If the commune secretary's words were useful, we would have used water a long time ago. Does the commune care about it? If the commune doesn't care about it, I will take people to smash the dikes built by these weaklings to see if they dare to do it in the future.
Don’t dare!”
Old man Liu didn't think highly of the new commune secretary.
The other party said he was the secretary of the commune, but if those bastards from the Tugouzi brigade were twisting their heads and refusing to let go, he really couldn't do anything to the other party. Apart from fighting in the mud, the most he could do was scold the other party.
But what effect will this have?
Just a few words can make the Tugouzi brigade realize their conscience. Can we let them go?
Can their crops be watered?
The team leader also thought of this, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes: "Don't worry, I won't let our team run out of water."
Obviously, the brigade leader was also unhappy with the commune secretary's quarrelsome behavior here.
"Then what should I do in the past two days?" Old Man Liu became more and more worried as he thought about it. He couldn't just watch the crops die from drought.
Old Man Liu's heart almost bleeds when he thinks of the scenes in the past two years.
Even if he had to fight against those bastards from Shigouzi, he would never let anything go wrong with this year's food supply.
