Chapter 491: The Wind Direction Changes
Qiao Lian's words were full of pride, not to mention Qu Weiyang, adults and children in the family could hear it.
Qu Weiyang smiled and pulled Qiaolian to wash his hands, "My daughter-in-law is the most amazing, how powerful, now the big guys are praising you."
Come on, you're tired after a busy day, hurry up and wash your hands, I've finished the meal, just wait for you to come back to eat. ”
Qiao Lian also smiled when she heard this, and raised her hand to hand a few black flour cakes in the net pocket to Qu Weiyang, "Well, the food from the canteen, let's eat it." ”
This year's harvest in the commune was not particularly good, and the drought at the beginning of the spring had a great impact.
Although most of the crops in the commune were pumped and watered twice, the growth of the crops was delayed.
And in some places, because the water source is too far away, it is impossible to pump water for irrigation, and all the seedlings in the field die of drought.
Although some sweet potatoes were supplemented later, the growth period was too short and the yield was low.
Most of the dry fields have been saved, and all the paddy fields are blind, and there is nothing left.
The spring wheat did not grow much better, and most of the grains were not very full.
Soybeans, bud rice, and sorghum are okay, but soybeans are a key purchase by the state, and the superiors have given a dead task.
And Sun Jianyong, who has a brain pump, at this year's grain procurement meeting, made big noises, shouting how high the grain output of Daying Commune is.
This is a good time, and it has attracted the jealousy and hatred of many people in the commune.
This year's spring drought is not only in Fusong, but in the entire northeast region, and grain production in all places is low.
The grain of many communes is not even enough to pay public grain and purchase quotas, let alone rations.
As soon as they heard that Daying Commune was actively fighting drought and that the grain production was very high, the people in the other communes panicked.
The key is that Sun Jianyong is very capable of sneering, and he puts all the credit for the big guy's drought resistance on his head, and the stinky meal is showing.
This is a good thing, which caused public indignation, and the big guy was on fire, so he pleaded with the superior leaders and raised the purchase quota of Daying Township by 30 points.
At this time, Sun Jianyong was dumbfounded, thirty points, how many rations are left now?
But the words have already been spoken, and the acquisition plan has also come down, how dare he say no?
As a result, the commune's ration standard dropped again and again, from the original bud rice flour cake to a cake mixed with sweet potato flour, which looked black.
Qu Weiyang took the cake and sighed, but didn't say anything.
Although Daying Township currently eats black cakes, it is still pure grain after all, and now in many places, it is already cakes mixed with some bran and dried vegetables.
This year's drought has had a significant impact on all localities, and now food prices are rising everywhere, and food prices are even higher on the black market.
Since the unified purchase and sales, there has been a black market in various localities, which is convenient for some people to trade privately, which is called having a policy at the top and a countermeasure under it.
Although local departments have severely cracked down on the black market, they cannot stop people's demand, and black market transactions have been repeatedly banned.
Especially this year, when the grain harvest in various places failed, the black market became a place for some people to buy grain, and grain prices rose all the way.
"Mom, are you eating black bread again today? The school eats this now, too.
I saw that the same kind of cake was in the cafeteria, and the cake with pure bud rice was much more expensive than the black cake.
My brother and I both brought our own pancakes, and you don't know, many people are very envious when they see it. ”
When dinner was served, Jia Yuan couldn't help but sigh when she saw the few black cakes in the basket.
Jiayuan Jiakang studied in the county and couldn't go home to eat at noon, so she usually ate in the school cafeteria or brought food from home.
The food in the cafeteria is clear soup and watery, and Qiaolian is worried that the children will not eat well.
So he baked all the food supplies in Qu Weiyang, took pancakes to the children to school, and ate them with pancakes in a bowl of hot soup in the school cafeteria at noon.
Of course, the pancakes prepared by Qiaolian for the children just look simple on the outside, but in fact, they are rolled with meat and eggs inside, which is very hearty.
Every morning, Qiaolian rolls up and carries it for the children, and when it is time to eat, she can just nibble on it.
Others don't know if they don't look carefully, at most, they think that the Qu family's pancakes are too thick, why are they so thick?
The two children ate okay at school, and when they came home and saw the black-faced cakes, they remembered the situation of their classmates eating cakes.
"Mom, I heard that now in the city, bud rice noodles can be counted as fine grains, and those classmates are very envious when they see us eating bud rice pancakes."
Jiayuan's words didn't mean to show off, but she was a little emotional.
Life is not easy now, and even those in the class who were originally in good conditions now seem to be shouting that the food at home is getting worse and worse.
"Yes, life is getting harder and harder, if it weren't for your father's still a little supply, and your father's friends sent some food stamps from time to time, our family's life would not be easy."
Qiao Lian pretended to sigh, "Your father eats at noon, all pointing to the food stamps, and most of his supply is for a few of you to eat." ”
When the four big ones in the family can be eaten, the amount of food is not small, where is Qu Weiyang's little supply?
The surplus grain from the previous years was almost eaten, and now most of it is exchanged by Qiaolian from the system.
Of course, Qiaolian doesn't dare to change the white flour of rice now, most of them are bud rice and sorghum rice.
The children also know what the situation is now, and they are used to eating in the cafeteria, even if it is the daily bud rice flour cake, they don't feel how it is.
Anyway, the Qu family's vegetable oil and water are okay, didn't Jiakang lead the big guy into the mountains to hunt in the summer? Only a small portion of the prey was eaten.
Most of them let Qiaolian clean up and smear the salt to dry, and at this time, occasionally take it out and stew some to improve the food, so the food is okay.
None of the family complained about the meal, so dinner was a pleasant one.
After dinner was cleaned up, Qu Weiyang and Qiaolian were talking and chatting in the house while coaxing the baby.
"Daughter-in-law, I heard today that there is a document on it, and I have begun to take off the hat of some cadres, it seems that Secretary Qiao can also get rid of the crime this time.
I just don't know if Secretary Qiao can be in our county in the future. ”
Qu Weiyang works in the county, has a lot of contact with people, and knows a lot, and Qiao Lian understood the meaning of his words at once.
"In other words, the wind up there is going to change, isn't it?" Qiaolian is looking forward to this day.
Sun Jianyong is almost jumping, and it is time to clean him up and let the people of the commune live a stable life for a few days.
"Well, it should be, don't worry, you have to wait a little longer, wait for this wind to settle down.
It's not clear if it's stable now, so it's not good for us to take the risk at this time.
Moreover, Sun Jianyong's crime is not enough, and I guess that this dead man will definitely stretch out his hand this year.
I've already asked people to keep an eye on him, and Linjiang is also aiming at it, and Wen Yuan has also found someone to watch the black market for us.
If you don't make a move this time, you will have no chance of turning over. ”