Super Unlimited Recharge System

Chapter 26
After the millet from each household was dried, the grain station began to collect grain. Farmers in this era have to pay grain every year.

Wu Daquan drove a tractor, and for only one gas fee, he helped the people in the village and sent the millet to the town.

Inside and outside the grain station, there were millet in plastic bags everywhere.

Chen Hua, who was wearing work clothes and holding a grain knife, stabbed open the bags of grain, looked at them carefully, picked up the grains one by one, chewed them pretendingly, and then said, "It's not dried."

"Brother, my corn has been drying in the sun for several days. Can you do me a favor?" the middle-aged man said with a flattering look.

"I said it wasn't dried, so I didn't dry it. Pull it back and dry it for another two days." After Chen Hua finished speaking, he turned around and left. Remember to get an extra day in the sun."

"Yes, yes." The middle-aged woman said with a smile. The other party was her nephew. It is inappropriate to say anything more on this occasion.

Unknowingly, Chen Hua came to the people in Wufeng Village, stabbed open the pockets with a grain knife, took out grains and chewed them. Seeing that the crowd didn't know how to appreciate them, he frowned and said: "These are not dried, Pull them all back and let them dry in the sun for two days."

"Damn it, I'm looking for trouble. Call your station master. I'd like to see which bag of these grains hasn't been dried?" Immediately jumped out.

"Who do you think you are? Our webmaster is someone you can meet whenever you want?" Chen Hua said disdainfully.

"Do you accept these millets, or not?" Jiang Yunli asked.

"It's impossible for us to harvest all your millet without drying it in the sun." Chen Hua said with black and white.

"Everyone has heard it. It's not that we don't pay the grain, but the people at the grain station don't accept it, right?" Jiang Yunli asked loudly.

"Yes!" The villagers of Wufeng Village echoed loudly, and those around who came to offer food also responded one after another.

"Since the grain station does not collect grain, everyone should pull the grain back. When they want to collect grain, let them pull it by themselves." After Jiang Yunli finished speaking, she moved bags of grain to Wu Daquan's tractor .

When the villagers saw the people at the grain station, in order to get some benefits, they deliberately said that their millet had not been dried.

"Have you heard? People in Wufeng Village take the lead in not paying food."

"What does it mean that people from Wufeng Village take the lead in refusing to hand over food? They are obviously people from the food station, just to get some benefits."

"People who have been watching the grain station have been displeased for a long time. The millet has been dried in the sun. After checking it pretendingly, they say that the millet is not dried."

"Last year, our family went to grain, and the few days at the grain station, we took them back to dry for two days."

"I heard that as long as you give two packs of cigarettes to the people at the grain station, you can also hand over the undried grain."

"The food appearance of those people at the grain station is too ugly. I won't pay any more this year. I want to see what they can do to me."

"It's not easy for the dogs at the grain station. They only have a chance to show off their power when the grain is delivered every year."

"Anyway, the people at the grain station don't collect the grain, and it's not that we don't pay it. Let's go, let's go home first."

In less than half a day, the conflicts caused by grain delivery broke out completely. The farmers in the entire Qianshi Town looked at each other, and no one wanted to go to the town to hand in grain. It would take time and effort to pull the millet to the grain station in the town, and it might not be possible. I can hand it over.

"What's the matter? Why didn't anyone come to pay the grain today?" Chen Defu, the head of the grain station in Qianshi Town, looked at the deserted grain station, and was very surprised. He didn't understand that there were still people coming to pay the grain yesterday, so why is there no one today?

"The station master, those farmers who came to deliver the grain said that we deliberately made things difficult, and they all took the grain back." Zhao Xinghua said.

"Second uncle." Chen Hua seemed to have found the backbone, and walked over quickly.

"What's going on?" Chen Defu frowned and asked.

"The farmers in Wufeng Village didn't dry the millet. Everyone knows that the millet that hasn't been dried can't be collected in the granary." Chen Hua said.

"Blaidly resisting grain, these farmers are so bold, I don't believe they can't be dealt with." Furious, Chen Defu walked into the office quickly, picked up the landline on the table, and called Zhao Zhenghai, the director of the police station.

"Troublemakers come out of poor mountains and bad waters." Chen Hua said pretending to be angry.

Putting down the phone, Zhao Zhenghai called the police at the police station, drove two police cars, and went straight to Wufeng Village.

"Director, those people at the grain station are so useless. Aren't they just looking for trouble?" Zhang Dongshan said.

"Don't worry, we won't be their knives. Let's investigate the matter clearly first. As long as it is not from Wufeng Village who deliberately refuses to pay food, we will report directly to the higher authorities and let Chen Defu have a headache." Zhao Zhenghai said with a smile.

They are all from the same town. Although he is the director of the police station, he does not dare to arrest people for no reason. If something big happens, not only will his position be lost, but even the whole family will be in danger.

Decades ago, there were a lot of bandits in Qianshi Town. Although the gun ban started last year and most of the guns in the hands of the people have been confiscated, there is no guarantee that some people still have some hidden in their homes. He doesn't want to risk it. This risk.

Ten minutes later, Zhao Zhenghai and others arrived at the house of the head of Wufeng Village.

"Director Zhao, what do you want?" Chen Dajun asked knowingly.

"Mr. Chen, I heard that people in your village take the lead in not paying food?" Zhao Zhenghai asked calmly.

"Director Zhao, you and I know the truth of the matter, so let me take you to see the situation first," Chen Dajun said.

"Okay, I'll trouble you then." Zhao Zhenghai nodded.

Chen Dajun took the people from the police station to look at each house, asked Director Zhao and the others to check the millet, and then said, "Director Zhao, these millets are all dried in the sun, aren't they?"

"We are not a grain station, and we don't know to what extent the millet will be exposed to the sun." Zhao Zhenghai said tactfully.

"Let me put it bluntly. It's not that people in our village don't pay food, but that the people at the food station are deliberately making things difficult. To put it harshly, I'm not afraid of you spreading the word. To put it bluntly, the people at the food station just want some benefits." Chen Dajun said.

"Mr. Chen, why don't I go and adjust it, and you hand over the food?" Zhao Zhenghai suggested.

"It's okay to hand over the grain, let the grain station collect it yourself, we send it over, and the grain station doesn't want it. It obviously doesn't make sense for us to send it over, but it's okay for us to send it over, and the shipping fee is five yuan for one hundred catties of grain." Chen Dajun said.

"How is this possible?" Zhao Zhenghai smiled wryly.

"Every household has something to do. Delivering food to the town and renting a car can't be in vain, right?" Chen Dajun asked rhetorically.

"Okay, let's go back first." After Zhao Zhenghai finished speaking, he left Wufeng Village with a few policemen.

Ten minutes later, eight police officers returned to the police station and sat in the office to discuss countermeasures.

"Director, why didn't we arrest some of you just now?" A young policeman asked suspiciously.

"Arrest? If you want to die, just go for it. For something like this, the people in the grain station are wrong. How many people are there in our police station? How many villagers are there in Qianshi Town? If it arouses public outrage, you won't know where you died." Zhao Zhenghai said angrily.

"Xiao Qin, you are from a big city and don't understand the situation in the countryside," Zhang Dongshan explained.

"The four of you go and watch outside the grain station, lest the villagers fight with the people at the grain station, I will report the situation." Zhao Zhenghai said.

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(End of this chapter)