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    "Third Grandpa, you must trust the government, believe in technology, and keep up with the times? Look at the forecast in the newspaper. The 'Super Tropical Cyclone' will make landfall on the coast of our province in the near future, and the grassroots at all levels are required to be vigilant  , do a good job in disaster prevention.¡±

    Cao Fugui took a piece of today's provincial daily in his hand, pointed to a small piece of dried tofu article, spit all over, and preached the weather forecast of the new era to the third grandpa.

    "Fugui, you have grown up and know how to care about the weather and farming."

    Secretary Cao put on his presbyopic glasses, read the newspaper article carefully, and nodded, feeling relieved.

    ?There are also newspapers in the brigade, but usually the postman delivers them every three to five days. The mountain road is difficult to travel, so how can there be the latest news every day like in the city.  He reads newspapers from time to time, not only reading, but also gathering the masses to learn the latest spirit of the Central Committee.  But for the weather forecast section in the newspaper, I really didn't pay much attention to it.

    Firstly, it was too late to get the newspaper, and the forecast was outdated; secondly, the weather in the mountains was different from that on the plains, and it seemed like a child¡¯s face changed every day. Sometimes the old farmers couldn¡¯t see the weather for sure, and the newspapers in the city would not specially broadcast it.  Their celestial phenomena in a small valley are useless.

    As for typhoons, don't they come several times a year?  I didn't see any big movement.

    "Third Grandfather, you don't know. I saw this newspaper in the city, and my heart skipped a beat. Look, it's 'Super Strong'! I went to the county weather station to ask the experts, and they said that the typhoon was a bit  In particular, the wind is very strong and the route is very strange. I read the line drawn by the experts on the draft, and it is said that it is very likely that it will just blow over the Beacon Hill.¡±

    Cao Fugui looked worried, and carefully took out a post-it note with the red head of the county weather station from his arms, on which a schematic diagram of the popular route was drawn in detail.  Although it was just a few strokes, the wind direction indicated that it was passing Bijia Mountain from the seashore, and the entire Linkan brigade was within the wind circle.  Especially Huanglin Village, bear the brunt of it!

    When Secretary Cao saw the red-headed paper from the county weather station, he really paid attention to it. He picked up the blueprint and looked at it carefully.  Hazard notice?"

    "Some experts said, 'possible', very 'possible'!"

    Cao Fugui pointed at the blueprint and talked about all the speculations of the experts, "In short, there are still many uncertainties in the weather forecast, and the professional can't guarantee it. There is no way to issue an official notice. Early preparation is always  Be sure, the wheat harvest is just around the corner, if it is rained by a typhoon, half a year's harvest will be ruined!"

    Cao Fugui was able to meet this meteorological expert thanks to the introduction of Mr. Qian, who he met privately. This is also a beneficiary of old things in exchange for food.  Otherwise, the door of the public unit is so easy to enter, and the letter of introduction from the unit and the place is required for official business dealings. There is no such thing as a good thing that a young man can consult an expert.

    Of course, what the experts drew is not the exact route of the typhoon, but one of several possibilities. Since Lao Qian introduced grassroots people for consultation, he tried his best to explain and explain all the possibilities. Of course, it is impossible to draw a conclusion that it will definitely pass.  Beacon Mountain Huanglin Village.

    What Cao Fugui wanted was the title of an expert, and if he tore off the weather station's tiger skin, the "possibility" described on the red-headed paper would attract the attention of the brigade.

    "I will inform you about this matter and let the production teams pay more attention to the weather. If there is a typhoon, they will try their best to collect it"

    Cao Weiyan frowned, taking the news of the typhoon to heart.

    In any case, Fugui has one saying that can never be wrong, be prepared.  It's just that early harvesting has too much impact on the harvest, and it is impossible to make a decision based on this "possible" news. No one can afford this kind of responsibility, and we can only take more precautions.

    "Third Grandpa, look at this thing!"

    Cao Fugui beckoned and asked Xiao Qiao to bring over the sharp harvesting tool he made.

    "What?" Secretary Cao narrowed his eyes, looking up and down the weird bamboo utensil in Xiao Qiao's hand.

    "Liaozi! This is a sharp weapon for grabbing. The key is the word 'fast'. I just need to find a group of tall and powerful players to practice well. If a typhoon really comes, this thing can stand up to it alone.  Four or five labors."

    ? Cao Fugui picked up the plunder as a demonstration. With his height and strength, it was a bit reluctant to use this thing. For a strong man like Ersha, it is really worth ten of them. It is easy to use, and saves time and effort.

    The third grandpa has a sharp eye and is also a decisive person. After watching the demonstration of "Liaozi", he can see at a glance that this is a good thing to harvest. He immediately made a decision and asked all production teams to hurry up and recruit the militiamen for unified training.  , even if the typhoon doesn't come, you can use this thing to snatch it up.??Magic to do it.

    Looking at the side again, Shuanzi, Baofeng and the other brats all worked faster than him, and rushed to the front long ago.

    Zhou Xiaolan's stinky girl passed by with a bundle of wheat ears taller than her, and even pouted at him and rolled her eyes contemptuously, which made Cao Fugui furious, and had the guts to stop and have a showdown with Grandpa!

    Xiao Qiao took out a handkerchief and handed it to Brother Fugui, silently picked up the messy wheat ears on the ground, quickly picked them up, rubbed the straw neatly, wrapped his hands around, and immediately tied up a bundle of wheat ears.  Be neat.

    Cao Fugui looked at the child's dazzling movements, picked up the wheat and left, and he was very moved when he saw that he was familiar with the field work.  Not only does he know how to work, but he can also be considerate of his elder brother to help with the work. This little brat is really not in vain!

    "Hey, hey! Xiao Qiao, walk slowly, brother will help you carry it."

    He yelled and rushed forward, helping with all his might. Although the more he helped, the more busy he was, it was more or less a piece of mind!

    The wind blew more and more violently, and the hearts of the people rushing to harvest the fields became more and more tense. Gradually, the bean-sized raindrops began to fall sparsely, and there was still 30% of the wheat in the field that had not been harvested.

    "Hurry up, hurry up! The rain is about to fall, Du Te Niang will give me her life to catch it!"

    Shi Hesheng's eyes were red, and his voice was broken. The team members didn't need him to urge him any more.

    "Liaozi" rushed forward with his hands, waving vigorously in the strong wind, the ears of wheat fell one by one, and the old and weak behind him immediately rushed forward to bind the wheat, pick up the ears, and transport them away

    After the last bundle of wheat was transported to the temporary shed, the torrential rain finally poured down, and the field was muddy in an instant.

    The "Liaozi" team members who charged fell to the edge of the field exhausted, and the "Liaozi" was thrown aside, so tired that they couldn't move their fingers, and let the rain pour on them.

    "Get up, motherfucker, get up! Go back to sleep, don't die!"

    Shi Hesheng kicked the strong laborers who were lying on the ground crookedly, their faces were covered with water, and they laughed and cursed with lingering fear in their crying voice, God, this is a escape!  Scattered ears of wheat are still sprinkled in the field, but most of the wheat has been recovered. This is the rations of the team members, which will save their lives for the second half of the year!

    Cao Fugui had long pulled Xiao Qiao and hid with the children under the wheat shed in the corner of the drying yard. While shielding the slanting wind and rain with his body so as not to wet the finally harvested wheat, he watched the power of God tsk tsk  Sighing, he educated Xiao Qiao: "This is man's determination to conquer the sky, and fighting against the sky is so much fun!"

    Xiao Qiao looked at the violent shower in the sky, held Brother Fugui's hand tightly, and remained silent.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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