The eldest brother was surprised when he heard that. "Ah, isn't he going? How can I get those things! And I didn't take anything with me!"

Yang Xiaole rolled his red eyes when he heard that: "Brother, aren't I tired from carrying such a heavy thing? Aren't things in the city cheaper than those in our commune? Why don't we go over and give them food stamps, and then give them the money?"

Is it okay? If they want to change it, they can change it themselves. If they want to eat what they want, they can just go to the commune and buy it."

The eldest brother thought for a while and felt that he had no idea. Bu Naofu asked hesitantly: "The sweet potatoes at home don't ask for votes!"

"Okay, he has the food stamps in his legs, and he also has the money. If I don't tell you anymore, he's gone."

After saying that, he walked out of the room.

When Yang Xiaogang heard that, he hesitated.

At first I thought about it but didn't follow.

Yang Xiaole left the room and came to the courtyard. At this time, the courtyard was also very lively.

Because I won't be at work tomorrow.

He said hello to the people in the courtyard, pushed the cart and left.

He came out late to begin with, and by the time he arrived, it was already close to lunch time.

Originally knowing that the two Yang Xiaohu brothers were coming, he was not prepared to meet the wrong party.

Thinking about it, he had to see if that guy had brought any food.

Now he no longer had any worries, he got angry and beat up both the brothers.

Why!

It’s cool to think about it!

Stepping on the snow on the road, we arrived at the door of Yang Guangan's house.

Sure enough, it was just as he thought.

Brothers Yang Xiaolong and Yang Xiaohu must have arrived home not long ago, and they were walking in the house drinking water!

There are two carrying poles and baskets on the ground.

I guess I picked it up along the way.

Enough.

"Grandpa! He's here."

At this time, the old man was smoking a cigarette, and Zhao Jinhua was walking beside him, asking his two sweet grandchildren to greet him.

Yang Guangan's father was naturally there too.

"Xiao Le is here!"

Seeing him, Yang Mancang stood up with a smile and squeaked.

After all, he is in the village.

After Yang Xiaole came in, he greeted a few people and then asked Yang Mancang, "Sir, how are you doing lately?"

"Well, I'm in good health! How are we doing? I don't know what the situation is like there in the city. Let's go."

Yang Mancang finished speaking with a smile and motioned for him to go east.

Yang Xiaole didn’t go away and was just begging to shut up!

Yang Xiaohu next to him said with an aura on his face: "Yang Xiaole, grandma didn't ask them to send food at all."

"ah!"

Yang Xiaole pretended to be surprised when he heard this, and then looked at Zhao Jinhua: "Nai, didn't you ask Xiaohu and the others to send food? The telegram we sent didn't make it clear, so he wondered. At that time, we agreed that each family would have 60 kilograms of food.

, and he went and told them.”

Zhao Jinhua's mouth twitched before he said, "He was thinking, we don't know where they live! He was thinking of letting us deliver food, and then let them deliver it later."

"Oh, that's it! Then... do you need some food to take back soon?"

"If I don't take it back, it will save them from sending another telegram. I really beg them to send it over again."

Hearing Zhao Jinhua's words, Yang Xiaole let out an ooh.

Yang Xiaohu next to him asked angrily: "I asked them to bring food, but what about me? Did I come with empty legs?"

Yang Xiaole glanced at him when he heard this.

He smiled and said, "It's quite tiring to transport food from the city, isn't it?"

After saying that, with Yang Xiaohu's angry eyes, he started to take out money and tickets from his pocket.

He counted the numbers and placed them in front of Yang Mancang: "Master, now sweet potatoes have also begun to receive food stamps. Dad was wondering if it would be the same to buy them there anyway. Give us the tickets and money, and we can buy what we want to eat.

The sweet potatoes are out of season when they are kept at home, and they will rot after a few days of storage. Are there 60 kilograms of food stamps and six yuan and sixty cents? Now cornmeal is one cent and a cent per kilogram. You should always count them.

.”

While the old man is there, you can't control his life or death.

Since you have to ask for something, it's not as good as being generous. Anyway, it's just a drop in the bucket for him.

Yang Mancang couldn't even think about it.

The sweet potatoes had been frozen that day, and they looked fine on the outside, but they wouldn't last many days.

After a while, it is cooked and made into dried sweet potatoes, which is troublesome.

After taking the money and tickets on the table, the old man took them and counted them.

After a while, he raised his head and said, "Well, the number is wrong, so it's hard for us. There's nothing we can do if we don't ask for it, and they won't look for us. Hey."

"It's okay, the things have been delivered, so he will go back first!"

When Yang Xiaole saw that the things were given, he was ready to go back.

Yang Mancang said anxiously: "Hey, it's already lunch. Don't leave! You'll have dinner at home."

"No, it doesn't matter. He needs to go to school to have something to do!"

After that, he said hello and left.

That time, Yang Xiaohu was unusual and didn't bother him.

That made Yang Xiaole a little disappointed.

Don't worry, Bu Nao. With Yang Guangping's status, Yang Xiaohu's confinement will not be easy in the future.

I just want to wait a little longer.

When Yang Mancang saw that he had made up his mind, he didn't say anything at first and just watched him leave.

I walked there and sighed.

Yang Xiaohu looked annoyed for a while, because he would be exhausted carrying the food tomorrow.

It gives people the feeling that he is a fool.

…

Yang Xiaole left the village and was not in a hurry to go back.

Did he plan to get two rural local products when he came over that time?

There used to be many red date trees in the village, but when their tails were cut off, the red date trees were almost gone.

He knows which places are popular.

He quickly ran out of the village and headed towards the mountainous area.

There is no need to go to mountainous areas in Bu Nao.

When he came to the intersection with other production teams, there was a forest there. When he arrived at the place, he plunged directly into it.

Soon he found a jujube tree about five centimeters in diameter and four or five meters high.

By this time the leaves of the jujube tree had fallen off.

Only the eastern part is left bare.

There are many jujube saplings as thick as legs and fingers around.

I took out the shovel and dug for half an hour before digging out the jujube tree. But I didn't bring out many roots. I hope the roots stayed long. I don't know how long it took to dig them out.

Then six more saplings were dug up in succession.

After finishing it, I entered the space and planted the jujube tree on the edge of the step space.

Water the jujube tree.

Seeing that the problem was not serious, he started to give himself something to eat. It was already noon and he had not eaten much!

After having a full meal, he moved to another place.

There are a few chestnut trees in the woods next to the brigade. The big trees were cut down during steelmaking some time ago, but there are still a few small trees.

Then he walked towards the direction of the group.
Chapter completed!