Reborn 1960 The little orphan girl has some money

At 02:30 in the morning, when An Moxue rode his bicycle to the drying yard, more than ten torches were lit around the granary of the drying yard, and scorers were taking notes at the door.

There are only six large carts in the village parked at the entrance of the granary. Two of them are already filled with grain. The carts have already rushed to the roadside. The rest are all human-powered wheelbarrows. The queue is long and the torches are flashing. Not to the end.

The militia company commander saw An Moxue arriving, walked up to her and said to her: "An educated youth, you have a bicycle. I want you to be the first echelon and go with these big cars. I don't know if that's possible."

"Okay," An Moxue agreed readily.

"Well, you just need to follow these cars to the grain depot. When they come back, you can come back together. You don't have to go back until you see the people from our militia company. You can wait until the cars go to the town again. Just keep up. Do you understand?"

"Yeah, I got it."

After the militia company commander finished explaining An Moxue, he turned around and went to arrange other people's work.

In just a short time, all six carts were loaded, and all the drivers were strong laborers. Only accountant Chen was sitting on the first cart with a notebook in his hand. He must have been keeping records. There was also an accountant in the other carts. Following the car.

Accountant Chen saw An Moxue and waved to her. An Moxue rode a bicycle to him. Accountant Chen said to her: "Girl Moxue, don't be nervous. You rarely encounter accidents. Just ride and follow." ." Then he turned around and shouted "Let's go!"

The first mule cart started moving, and slowly all six carts moved. Each cart was hung with a horse lantern for lighting. The cart was loaded with grain. It was not moving fast. An Moxue was following the sixth cart. Next to him, he rode slowly and leisurely.

At first, when she looked back, she could still see the person pushing the wheelbarrow behind her, and slowly she walked further and further away. When she looked back, she only saw a long fire dragon stretching along the mountain road, getting longer and longer.

In the dark night, she inexplicably remembered the emergency march that the original owner's parents told her. She shook her head, retrieved her divergent thoughts, and continued to move forward.

It usually only takes her more than an hour to get to the town, but today it took her nearly two hours to get to the town. It was less than five o'clock when she arrived at the entrance of the grain depot.

The entrance of the grain depot was empty. Except for the first car in which Accountant Chen was sitting, the other five vehicles were unloaded one after another. In just a few minutes, a cart of grain was unloaded and neatly stacked at the entrance of the grain depot.

An Moxue put the bicycle on the mule cart, and the five carts turned around and drove back. This time it was much faster.

When they met a team pushing grain, they quickly drove the cart over and started loading the grain. Once it was full, they rushed to the town. This time, there was Village Chief Guo on the cart.

When An Moxue and the others arrived at the entrance of the grain depot for the second time, three more villages were already lined up in front of the grain depot.

All vehicles were lined up on the right side of the road, with food piled behind the vehicles and half of the left side empty.

Village Chief Guo greeted them skillfully, "Old Liu, you came quite early."

Just listen to that person's reply: "I'm not as early as your village, so I'll be the first in line."

Village Chief Guo couldn't help but replied: "Lucky, lucky." When he arrived at the next village's grain truck, he greeted him the same way, with the same rhetoric, until the last one.

In the dark, An Moxue couldn't see his expression, but she could hear the pride in his words. She couldn't help but think to herself, this little old man also likes this trick. If I were in those villages, all the people in those villages would want to wear sacks. beat him.

An Moxue and the others arrived at the gate. The gate was already open. In front of the grain pile belonging to Anle Village, there was only one villager looking at the grain. The rest of the people had all gone in to transport the grain. The grain pile was also a lot smaller. Several people sped up to unload the grain. At such a speed, An Moxue didn't know until then that the grain depot opened at five o'clock and started collecting grain.

After unloading the grain, we hurried back. The other villages were similar. It wasn't until the third delivery of grain to the grain depot that the sky became bright.

An Moxue also saw clearly the lively food delivery team. It was so vast and powerful. All eighteen martial arts skills were used. Finally, there were people carrying burdens. They were all strong laborers. This was the first time to see such a shocking sight. Spectacular scene.

It was not until after one o'clock in the afternoon that the village had enough rice for the task, and three bags of grain were brought back to the village. The corn and miscellaneous grains would be delivered after receiving a notice in a few days.

An Moxue did not go back to the village with the village chief and others, but went to the state-owned hotel.

The state-owned restaurant was particularly busy today. An Moxue bought a pickled cabbage dumpling and a pot of pork. The small restaurant was crowded with people today.

After finally finishing the meal alone, An Moxue left her seat. An Moxue quickly took the dumplings and pot-roasted meat and sat down. Due to the food payment, all the people eating in the restaurant except An Moxue were middle-aged men.

They were chatting while eating, and An Moxue also saw several bowls with wine next to them.

The words of several people nearby reached her ears: "Have you heard that there is something evil in Majia'ao recently?"

The man paused for a moment, and then continued: "I heard that several people went there and all came back seriously injured. Most of them were unconscious and probably choked."

Another continued: "I've heard about it too. What do you think is going on? It doesn't happen every year!"

A voice sounded very low, and An Moxue could vaguely hear: "Someone said they offended Wong Tai Sin there."

"Don't say this nonsense, it could cost someone's life," several people lowered their voices and whispered.

This person may have had a little drink, and said unconvinced: "I didn't say nonsense, there are a lot of rumors like this."

The people next to him hurriedly blocked his mouth and looked around like thieves. Then they looked relieved. They looked at each other, stopped talking, and finished the food on the table in a few mouthfuls. He followed the man and left the hotel. When he left, the man wanted to say something, but his companion covered his mouth and he was speechless.

An Moxue thought what these people said was a bit strange, and she also thought these people were quite interesting.

After these people left, all she heard was all about food.

After she finished her meal, she rode her bicycle back to the village.

In the village, the enthusiasm for delivering food has not faded. The people I met on the road talked about delivering public food.

People are always very interested in food, and so is the topic of food.

The village chief came back and said that the village was the first to deliver rice this year, and the grain rating was very good. Everyone was very happy to hear the news. These days, there is nothing happier than getting recognition from the organization.

An Moxue saw that everyone seemed to have accomplished something great. To be honest, she didn't understand it. Although she had lived here for so long, she might never understand it, but it didn't mean that she wanted to object and remain silent. , just be tolerant, there is no need to be unconventional.

However, seeing their enthusiastic attitude towards life, she was envious. She felt that if she didn't, she would look at problems more rationally, and it was multi-faceted, so she would lose a lot of enthusiasm for life.