Yang Dazhuang was a little confused, and everyone was also suspicious.

Aren’t we all delivering grain to grain stations these days?

"Don't you, Fatty, don't believe it? Then let him come and have a look."

"Seeing is believing, but you can't lie."

Mr. Yang said, feeling a little angry.

Last time I went to the grain station to tell me about the situation, no one believed me.

What's annoying is that the news from Yang Xiaotao is that this research has not been ignored, and there is still no explanation.

He felt worthless for Yang Xiaotao.

Since there was no voice from above, he would use the most direct method to seek justice for Yang Xiaotao.

What made him even more uncomfortable was that the sooner he paid attention to a good thing that was obviously beneficial to the country and the people, the sooner he would be able to get rid of poverty.

It’s really unreasonable that no one pays attention to such a major issue related to people’s livelihood.

After Mr. Yang finished speaking, everyone knew that Mr. Yang had no intention of profiting from the village at all.

In his heart, national affairs come first, how could they not understand?

Yang Dazhuang nodded in agreement.

He made up his mind to get Fatty Ding over this time.

At the end of the meeting, the bell rang in the brigade headquarters, indicating that it was dinner time.

Mr. Yang and others walked into the courtyard together. There were finger-long lasagna noodles cooked in pots. They were all made from grains. There were oily flowers floating on the pots. The smell made their stomachs itch.

Everyone didn't say much, this year is a good harvest year, and it's not a big deal to have a meal to celebrate.

The next day, Yang Dazhuang and Yang Shitou drove the donkey cart to the town.

And just after Yang Dazhuang set off, two people also came outside the village entrance.

The guarding militia team saw him and walked over in a few steps, but they recognized the person.

It was the village chief and brigade captain from Gaojiazhuang next door.

Unlike Yangjiazhuang, where 99% of the people are surnamed Yang, half of the people in Gaojiazhuang are surnamed Wang, and the rest are Gao, Li, Liu, and Xu.

The size of the village is similar to that of Yangjiazhuang, with a slightly larger population.

However, the land in Gaojiazhuang is not as large as that in Yangjiazhuang. The main reason is that Yangjiazhuang has Nanshan and Beiling. Although these areas are not flat, you can grow something as long as they are reclaimed.

The visitors are Wang Xuyang, the village chief of Gaojiazhuang, and Pan Jianjun, the team leader.

The two are about forty years old, of medium height, and both are thin for this age.

The difference is that Wang Xuyang has a round face, is good at communication, and speaks very humorously.

Pan Jianjun, on the other hand, has a Chinese character face. He is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. He doesn't talk much, but he does practical things.

In this area, many people in Yangjiazhuang are related to Gaojiazhuang. Either you marry me or I marry. The relationship between the two villages is very close.

The two started driving, and it seemed like something was going on.

The leader of the team asked someone to run to the village to say something, and then led the two people towards the main team.

Several people who were counting the amount of food in the large team heard about it and all looked at Mr. Yang.

They didn't want others to see the food in the courtyard.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Yang saw their thoughts and smiled happily, "It's right here."

"This matter cannot be hidden."

When they thought about it, there were many children around them who were married to people from other villages. Even if they were married, could they still go home?

Besides, you have to know this sooner or later.

It's not easy to hide it until now.

Simply, don't hide it.

When Wang Xuyang and Wang Xuyang arrived outside the large team in Yangjiazhuang, they were startled when they saw the militiamen armed with live ammunition.

There are people in their village too, but they have never been so serious.

Holding back the doubts in their hearts, they walked into the large group and were immediately stunned.

It was still blocked by a wall outside, so I could only get a rough look. After I came in, I saw clearly that the piles of grain bags were more than I imagined.

I am more certain about the news coming back from the village.

"Master, how are you doing?"

"Master!"

Seeing Mr. Yang, the two of them quickly stepped forward and held the junior ceremony.

"Okay, you're fine."

"Look, after harvesting so much grain, is it okay?"

Mr. Yang smiled cheerfully, but the two of them breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts. Seeing that the first thing he talked about was food, there was no need to be embarrassed to speak.

Wang Xuyang turned around and looked at the grain pile with envy in his eyes.

"Master, you are not honest!"

Wang Xuyang lamented, "Our two villages are farming, and there is a ditch between them. As a result, the ones on our side are all small sticks, and the ones on your side are all big sticks. This comparison is too obvious!"

"Hahaha"

"Xiaogui, you're already forty, and you're still so slick!"

Mr. Yang called Wang Xuyang by his nickname, and the relationship became even closer.

Wang Xuyang stepped forward quickly, "How dare you? You are an elder. No matter how old you are, I am still a child to you."

"Oh, you are still out of breath."

"Ha ha"

Several people laughed.

"Okay, you're a very naughty boy."

"If you have nothing to do, please go to the Three Treasures Hall. Hurry up and let go of anything you have to do."

Mr. Yang waved his hand to stop the laughter and asked.

"Master!"

Wang Xuyang straightened his face, "We are here to borrow food."

Hearing this, the surroundings were quiet.

Even the shameless Wang Xuyang's face felt hot after saying these words.

"Okay, who doesn't know what's going on in the villages around us?"

Mr. Yang opened his mouth without embarrassing him.

"However, you have also seen that our village did collect some grain. But we cannot lend this grain to you now. When Fatty Ding comes, he will take away what should be taken away and lend the rest to you."

Upon hearing the news, Wang Xuyang and Pan Jianjun looked at each other and smiled.

I didn't expect it to go so smoothly.

In other words, they underestimated Mr. Yang's awareness.

Thinking of what Mr. Yang did in the past, before Wang Xuyang said anything, Pan Jianjun's face was red and his eyes were wet.

"Go away, I haven't dug into the soil yet, put away the horse urine. Come in here!"

When Mr. Yang saw Pan Jianjun, he immediately scolded him and turned around and walked back into the house.

The two of them were looking at each other, and then they heard another sound.

"Don't you want to know why we collected so much grain?"

The two of them listened for a while. Although they had heard about it, they still wanted to listen carefully.

Then he ran towards the house.
Chapter completed!