Surprise! The rough husband is the hidden boss of the period literature

Chapter 273 I Have Just Done That

Jiang Xingye glanced at Hu Hai and said nothing.

He wanted to say, you are an idiot too.

What does it have to do with him whether other brigades have a harvest or not?

Does it matter whether he is happy or unhappy?

As for whether the thresher can be sold, it will definitely sell well, so he is not worried about it.

"You guys, get some ladders and look to the south. The wind's strong, and it's compacting the grass. You guys, go to the corn shed and look in the direction of the wind. Cover the corn well to prevent rain from blowing in."

Jiang Xingye arranged the people one after another, and he also went up to the roof to recheck several places that might leak.

In less than half an hour, raindrops as big as beans began to fall.

A few people were left at the corn building. Here, Jiang Xingye led people to inspect the warehouse. It was not yet time to deliver the grain, but the rice and wheat were piled up full.

I could hear the sound of rain hitting the roof and lightning flashed across the sky. In that momentary light, I could see the rain curtain outside and the heavy rain was pouring down.

There were several houses with serious leaks, so Jiang Baohua arranged for people to go to the brigade headquarters.

Jiang Xingye asked Hu Hai to keep an eye on things here. He rushed into the rain, stepping barefoot in the puddles. When he came to the house of the Ren family's grandparents, he saw a slender figure entering the house.

He hurried over and heard Xu Qinghuan asking, "Is it leaking?"

Xu Qinghuan came over with an umbrella and rain boots on his feet, but in the heavy rain, half of Xu Qinghuan's body was soaked.

There was a tinkling sound in the house, which was the sound of rain hitting the wooden basin and bucket.

"It's leaking a bit, but it's no big deal. We can live here." Ren Shanglu came over with a lit kerosene lamp. "What are you doing here in such heavy rain? You're all wet. Be careful not to catch a cold."

Ren Jingmo squatted on the kang wrapped in a quilt, "Sister, sister, please go back quickly, the room is leaking."

They had all lived in houses that were even leakier than this one, and they could see the stars in the sky while sitting in the house at night.

Although there is a leak, there is no problem on the kang.

Moreover, the leak was not serious, just a few drops of rain.

Jiang Xingye came in and saw that Xu Qinghuan was soaked, and he began to feel worried.

"I'll get a ladder and go up to the roof to take a look."

He turned to leave when Ren Shanglu stopped him. "How are you going to get on the roof in this heavy rain? It's the middle of the night, don't bother. There are so many trees nearby, what will happen if you try?"

"Go back, hurry back. It's not like you can't find a place to stay. This production brigade is full. Find a place that's not missing and let me take a look."

Having said that, he drove them out.

Jiang Xingye was wearing a straw raincoat and Xu Qinghuan was holding an umbrella. He walked on the side where the wind and rain came from, trying his best to shield her from the rain.

Xu Qinghuan took one step forward and one step back, not daring to look at him, always feeling a little awkward.

The two of them had done something like that.

When they switched hands to hold the umbrella, Jiang Xingye took it from her, held her hand with his other hand, and pulled her closer to him, "Don't come out again. I'll come over to check on you when it's daybreak."

She was soaked, but luckily it was night.

The hand holding hers was hot. Her fingers were slender and soft, and it felt good to pinch them. It felt good to do that, too, enough to kill him.

When the two entered the room, Qiao Xinyu got up and Jiang Xingye turned and left.

"How is it?" asked Qiao Xinyu.

"The team leader has people patrolling the production team. It's okay if the house leaks. Jiang Xingye checks on it from time to time, so it shouldn't be a problem." Xu Qinghuan was worried that the house where the Ren family's grandparents lived would collapse. This happened in the book, where Ren Shanglu's leg was broken by a collapsing house during a thunderstorm.

However, it is not in Shangjiang Brigade.

"That's okay. Your Jiang Xingye is quite reliable." Qiao Xinyu yawned and went back to his room to sleep.

Xu Qinghuan had to go into the space to take a shower again.

After tossing and turning all night, Xu Qinghuan couldn't get up the next day. When he woke up, he heard the sound of rain mixed with the voices of people outside.

"She hasn't gotten up yet. She slept quite late last night and even went out during a downpour in the middle of the night." Qiao Xinyu said, "Oh, I forgot to ask. Did she get sick from the rain?"

Jiang Xingye said, "I'll go take a look."

Then I heard him knocking on the door, "Huanhuan?"

Xu Qinghuan responded lazily, "I'm fine! Wait a moment."

Outside, Chen Dewen said, "Old Jiang, do you want to eat first?"

Xu Qinghuan calmly got up, changed his clothes, washed up, and went outside to brush his teeth. The heavy rain was still pouring.

Except for Xu Qinghuan, everyone else sat around the table to eat breakfast. They reheated the mixed flour steamed buns that were not finished yesterday and the dumplings that Xu Qinghuan brought back.

Yu Xiaomin also cooked corn grits porridge.

A dish of pickles.

Originally, each person was given a mixed flour steamed bun, a steamed dumpling, and a bowl of porridge. Xu Qinghuan ate little, so she didn't get the mixed flour steamed bun. She gave her one to Jiang Xingye.

Everyone ate slowly, waiting for Xu Qinghuan while eating.

When she came over, Jiang Xingye moved to the side and glanced at her hand.

Xu Qinghuan felt his gaze and was a little afraid to look directly at her hands. She looked calm, but the tips of her ears were red.

Only they themselves know this secret. A faint sweetness wells up in their hearts, and they seem to be closer to that person.

"This rain won't stop. I'm afraid our production brigade is the only one in Anguang County that hasn't been affected. Other brigades have suffered heavy losses!"

Zheng Siqi shook his head, unable to imagine that this year's harvest would be at least half less.

Speaking of this, Jiang Xingye frowned, "The commune has distributed harvesters to every brigade, but no one is using them. The commune doesn't try to promote them, so what can we do?
"That's true. When the harvester was invented, the commune was only a few days behind us. If we could have promoted the harvester, at least the straw would have been piled up, so there wouldn't have been any loss."

Chen Dewen also felt that instead of focusing on their thresher factory, the commune should focus on getting the work done.

At this time, in the pouring rain, Wei Qimin, Liu Qingsong and others rushed into the bent rice fields, unable to tell whether it was rain or water on their faces.

Tang Quantong had not slept a wink since the thunder started last night. He arrived at the commune at dawn and organized a meeting, but no one spoke in the meeting room. It was very quiet and the only sound was the sound of rain hitting the roof tiles and leaves.

Every sound struck at the heart of the people.

After a long while, Tang Quantong finally spoke. His voice sounded like he had a bad cold, and his tone was like he was reciting a eulogy. "From what we found out two days ago, only one production team has completed the rush harvest."

He didn't name anyone, but everyone knew it must be the Shangjiang Brigade.

"I don't know how long this rain will last..." Tang Quantong looked at the dark night outside, feeling a heavy weight on his chest. "Look, is there any way to save the situation?"

The last chapter was 272 yesterday, but it was locked later. I revised it twice before it was published.

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