Traveling through the ages: the apocalyptic couple salted fish lie down and win!

Chapter 143
"Village chief, does anyone believe the number you reported?" A small team leader asked worriedly.

"Of course I don't believe it." The village chief smiled.

"That…"

The village head didn't wait for the man to continue, he interrupted him and said: "That's why I called everyone together today to discuss how to deal with it? Another thing, the higher-ups will definitely send people to the countryside to check the results, so we have to do it before they come. I thought of a good way before and dealt with it well, otherwise I can only hand it in according to the amount in previous years."

In fact, when the village head reported the output, he had already thought of a way, but this way can't just come out of his mouth, unless he doesn't want to be the village head anymore.

"That won't work. What shall we eat then? Do we drink the northwest wind? We are all starving to death, who will farm the land?" As soon as the village chief finished his words, there were murmurs of dissatisfaction from everyone below.

"Then what can I do? It's already at great risk for me to reveal that data at the meeting." The village chief spread his hands and expressed that he was powerless.

"Village chief, why don't we distribute the food to the villagers' homes first? At that time, those people will not be able to search the homes of ordinary people." One of the team leaders raised his hand to express his opinion.

"Yes, this is a good idea. Why don't the village chief do it this way." As soon as the idea of ​​distributing food first came to fruition, someone rushed to agree.

"I feel good too."

"This, it shouldn't happen." The village chief was not sure either.

He saw that everyone present thought this idea was good, but in fact, this was his original idea.

"Although your idea is good, but such a big village has a lot of people, especially children who can't control their mouths. Will something happen then." The village chief frowned in embarrassment.

"It's easy to handle, just keep the kids from knowing about the food distribution, village chief, please hurry up and organize everyone to calculate the centimeters, so that we can get the food distribution as soon as possible. For the sake of insurance, we hide the food well." An impatient old man stood up and urged impatiently.

"What kind of centimeter is it? There is only so much food, and there are not so many food points after calculation." The village chief said with a wry smile.

The village chief said as if he had made some decision: "That's the only way to go. First reduce the output I reported, and the remaining grain will be divided according to the population of each household. Children under ten years old will be counted as half, and children under ten years old will be counted as half. The above counts as one."

"Today, each team will go back and count the results separately, and bring them to me tomorrow morning, and then calculate the results collectively, and representatives from each household will come to pick up the food tomorrow night."

Everyone present, whether it was the team leader or the old people, was very grateful to the village chief for taking risks for them, and they all admired him in their hearts.

"Village chief, you are really a good village chief in our village. Everything is for everyone to live well. It is our honor to have a village chief like you in our village."

"Yeah yeah."

"The village head is benevolence and righteousness."

"Okay, don't praise me anymore. It's my responsibility as the village head to do something for the villagers. The food that will be distributed tomorrow will be distributed with the first batch that was recovered, so as not to dry out the water. , hide it and grow mold." The village chief reminded again.

"Listen to the village chief." Everyone immediately agreed.

These Muziteng and Jian Qingling didn't know at all, and she would not release her energy to observe the village when she was at home and had nothing to do.

When the two of them didn't go out, they practiced supernatural powers in the morning, Mu Ziteng sometimes went to the mountains to cook in the afternoon, and sometimes practiced boxing at home.

But Jian Qingling's boxing skills cannot be practiced for the time being. In addition to practicing supernatural powers for two hours in the afternoon, the rest of the time is knitting sweaters. After a month, she not only knits a black and a milky white sweater for Mu Ziteng, He also wore a pair of black sweater pants.

I made myself a set of pure blue sweater and wool pants, a white short sweater jacket, and added a few small red flowers on the chest of the sweater.

Jian Qingling has strong mental strength, and she was not very familiar with it at the beginning. It took more than a week to knit the first sweater, and it took almost three or four days to finish one after that.

These few sweaters for her and Mu Ziteng are enough, and they have come here as usual if they didn't have them in previous years. Currently, she is knitting a small sweater coat for the child in her stomach.

As for the baby's close-fitting clothes, she has already prepared fabrics in her space, and she makes them by herself. Although she doesn't know how, she can learn. I don't know if Mu Mu can do it?Have time to ask her old man.

It was getting dark at night, and Mu Mu came to find Mu Ziteng and asked him to go to the granary to help pick up the grain. The two felt strange, and only after asking Mu Mu did they know that the village was going to distribute grain.

Mu Mu also told the two of them the content of the meeting, and they suddenly realized.

They all thought in their hearts that the village chief was really brave, and then thought that the village chief did this for the sake of the village and the villagers, so they admired him again.

Mu Ziteng picked up the pole and rope and followed Mu Mu to the warehouse, leaving Jian Qingling, a pregnant woman, to guard the house.

She originally wanted to follow along to experience the atmosphere of food distribution, but unfortunately, Mu Mu forcibly suppressed her because she was a pregnant woman.

Mu Ziteng, who was still a little moved, immediately gave up the idea of ​​taking her out together.

If you don't go, you don't go. With mental strength, she can also watch the live version of the food distribution scene.

"It's nothing to see." After Mu Ziteng and Mu Mu left, Jian Qingling let go of her mental energy and headed towards the warehouse.

The scene was very quiet, and the villagers spoke in a very low voice. Mu Mu also said that this matter had to be done quietly, so as not to be hungry, so the villagers were very conscious.

Although the amount handed over to the country is small, the ones left in the village are not enough for the villagers to eat for a long time. Families with a small population can get one or two hundred catties of millet, and families with a population of more than ten or twenty can get it. About a thousand catties, how long can these grains be eaten?

However, it is not bad to be able to get so much food. Their village can still supply some water resources this year, and it will be difficult for the next two years.

It wasn't Mu's father and Mu's turn to receive the food yet, and Mu's father was in the queue, and he was still in the middle of the line, so he had to wait.

Jian Qingling watched it for a while, just like that, and found it boring, not at all as prosperous and passionate as it was shown on TV.

Hmm. Maybe it's because there is no food for her family, I don't feel much.

It may not be long before Mu Fu Mu Mu and Mu Mu will come back. It is impossible for her to meditate and practice now. Picking up a needle and thread does not need to be illuminated by lights or eyes to see. Jian Qingling is knitting sweaters by feeling. She played a lot, and it all depends on feeling, and the speed is faster than seeing it with eyes. If there is a missed stitch or a wrong pattern, her mental strength is not for display.

(End of this chapter)