The brigade secretary Li Shuyou checked the rice in each granary and took a bite in person. Everything was rustling.

As for the grains handed over, the grains are full and should not be picked up without any accidents.

But everything is not absolute. Some people have a good relationship with the working staff in the grain station, while others have been to the lineup.

While Xu Caixia was waiting for the team to move forward, Xu Jiahe had already started paying for food.

The gate of the grain station was opened, and almost everyone stared at it.

At this time, four formal employees came out of the grain station.

Two stood at the door, and the other two came out directly to maintain order.

"Everyone line up and go in one by one!" Go in and cooperate with the staff. Don't squeeze!"

Xu Jiahe led the team and arranged for the production team to deliver the grain to the grain station.

He took a step, and the people behind him followed him.

After entering the grain station, you must check the grain, which is called quality.

Quality is the first priority. Only when the quality passes the test can it be weighed with a rod scale.

The inspector inspected very carefully because in the past few years, weeds and soil ash were used to forge grain.

If we seize this trend, the whole county will criticize it by name.

Even so, people still take such risks every year, always thinking that doing so will make a profit without being discovered.

When the inspector checked bags of food in his hands, Xu Jiahe breathed faster than usual, and he was worried that something would go wrong with his first car.

If anything goes wrong, Li Shuyou cannot take responsibility.

Other members of the production team were also as nervous as Xu Jiahe.

They have been working hard for more than half a year. Isn’t this what they have been waiting for?

Fortunately, the inspector finally spit out two words, "Qualified!"

Everyone was relieved.

Xu Jiahe instructed everyone to weigh it, and then the inspector wrote down the brigade and team.

There was no floor scale at that time, but manpower was used.

It is a rod scale. The people in the production team carried a bag of grain on a shoulder pole, and the staff at the grain station read it and wrote it on their notebooks.

As the captain of the brigade, Xu Jiahe should also watch the scales and make records together.

There is no problem in the whole process because these grains are planted from the ground through hard work.

Under Xu Jiahe's continuous observation, there was no food problem at all.

After weighing, the grain is released.

Place the food in a designated place.

Just a few mini programs, everyone is tired.

After Xu Jiahe handed over the first crop of grain, he asked the production team to drive the ox cart away.

He ran to the back of the team to find his daughter Xu Caixia.

The food on Xu Caixia's car was no longer from her own production team, but she was wherever the tractor was.

Wherever she is, Wang Haiyang is.

I had been traveling back and forth for a total of twenty times, and seven or eight of them were driven by Wang Haiyang for her.

Only when Wang Haiyang drove would she have the chance to take a breath. Otherwise, at such a high intensity, she would die of fatigue.

When Xu Jiahe found Xu Caixia, she hid next to the tractor and leaned against the tractor to block the sun.

The weather is too hot and there are so many people. I just stood there and was sweating all over.

Wang Haiyang bought her a bottle of soda. The soda was poured into the kettle. When she drank it, it looked orange. It was sweet and delicious.

But it is not cold after all, and the effect of relieving heat is average.

After Xu Jiahe came over, Xu Caixia immediately stood up. "Dad... Why are you here? Have you handed over the grain from our production team?"

"Yes!"

"Is it okay?"

Xu Jiahe's work of delivering food is more important than his life. He talks about this every day when he comes back.

Xu Caixia naturally needs attention.
Chapter completed!