The news of Zhao Xingguo's divorce quickly spread across the entire Production Team.
However, for the first time, it did not cause much of a sensation.
Because, there was a person even more valuable to Production Team. Something to pay attention to and discuss with others, and that was the distribution of food!
The reason why people with Production Team worked so hard for an entire year was precisely for the two times a year that they would receive food.
Once in summer, they would harvest and plant seeds, and once at the end of the year.
This time, they were mainly split into the staple food and only half of it was left.
At the end of the year, they would divide the remaining half into pigs, vegetable oil, and cotton.
No matter what, in the eyes of everyone in Production Team, it was a event comparable to the New Year.
If there was a big harvest, there would be times when the gongs and drums would ring!
It was also because of this that the gossip about Zhao Xingguo's divorce was not something to look forward to in front of the food-sharing event.
This was extremely convenient for Zhao Xingguo, after all, no one wanted to bother about their own personal matters, and be treated as a joke after a meal.
Speaking of which, for the sake of splitting the rations this time, the people from Production Team were doing their best, and everyone was working as hard as they could.
Many of them had already run out of rice and food, so they had to rely on the watermelon vegetables to continue their lives.
When you're working, your hands and feet are shaking.
Finally, all the hard work was worth it. Finally, it was time to split the rations!
However, dividing the rations wasn't something that could be done just like that. The entire Production Team had to be prepared a long time ago.
The busiest was Zhao Zhiyuan.
He had to take out several food vouchers that had been recorded for more than half a year. He had to calculate and verify them all by himself.
Not only must he consider the issue of the harvest from Production Team's first half of the year, he also had to consider the problem of how much food he should keep.
It would take a lot of time to calculate all of this.
That was why it was impossible to distribute the rations immediately after the looting was completed.
The night before the food was to be distributed, Zhao Zhiyuan called Zhao Xiangyun, Zhao Xingguo and Zhao Qingguo, the three children, to one side and told them what to do when food was to be distributed.
"Xiangyun, normally, our Production Team does not have tractors, nor do we have tractors. The food that is distributed is carried on everyone's shoulders, just the food alone would take half a day.
Now that we have a tractor like you in our Production Team, and Dad wants to borrow your glory to let you help every household in the Production Team transport their food home, can you do it? "
Zhao Xiangyun immediately nodded her head, "Yes Dad, this matter, leave it to me!"
She didn't need to carry the food on her shoulder, so it wouldn't be a problem at all.
"Qingguo, tomorrow's mission is to patrol. Listen and see. Whose food distribution is incorrect. If there's too much, report it in time!"
Zhao Zhiyuan was a human, and not a god.
Some of the members were thin-skinned, and were embarrassed to say it, as it was necessary for Zhao Qingguo to act as Zhao Zhiyuan's ears and help them listen to everyone's opinions.
If he was wrong, Zhao Zhiyuan would correct him in time!
"Yes, Dad!"
"Xingguo, you will usually stay with me longer than Xiangyun and Qing Kingdom. Tomorrow, when you are in charge of accounting, how much should each family split, you will personally check with them and arrange for people to distribute the food to you!" Zhao Zhiyuan looked at Zhao Xingguo.
Amongst the three children, Zhao Xingguo's task was the most important.
But there was no other way, there were not many people that Zhao Zhiyuan could trust.
His three children were definitely at the top of the line.
Furthermore, he had deliberately raised his eldest son to become the Captain. Therefore, he had to give more work to his eldest son to train his abilities!
"Got it, Dad!"
"Dividing food tomorrow is a big deal. We can only succeed and not fail, do you understand?" Zhao Zhiyuan said loudly.
"I know!"
Early in the morning on the second day, all of the people from the Production Team were sent out.
All of them moved out as if it was New Year's Day.
Everyone was standing on the grain drying field, waiting.
When Zhao Zhiyuan still hadn't arrived, everyone in the entire grain sunning ground was discussing.
Everyone was asking the people around them what they had brought with them to load the food, and how they were going to transport it back later.
Someone had brought a basket, someone had brought a dustpan, someone had brought a jute bag, all sorts of things to store food.
As the topic of discussion deepened, the whole grain sunning ground suddenly became a huge market, filled with all kinds of conversations and laughter.
Some people were even discussing how much food each family could get!
When Zhao Zhiyuan came over, the voices had calmed down a lot, but they were still as noisy as before!
In the past, they would meet at the grain sunning ground, then transfer to Production Team's warehouse to wait for the distribution.
As usual, as the core of the entire Production Team, Zhao Zhiyuan stood at the front of the crowd, reporting the results of the first half of the year together with the large group of people.
How much food did the Production Team take?
How many pounds of rice and corn?
And this time, the county town had to hand in the food. How much was it now, and how far was it from the one-year mission?
Zhao Zhiyuan spoke with high spirits, looking excited.
The people below also felt excited when they heard this.
After all, they had contributed greatly to their current situation.
They were the ones who were convenient for the bountiful harvesting of food.
After reporting about the Production Team, Zhao Zhiyuan started to talk about the farming tools.
Zhao Xiangyun helped Production Team to buy the farm tools, and in the end, used money and food to make up for it.
Zhao Zhiyuan and the rest of the Production Team had reported this matter to them. After dividing up the food, Zhao Xiangyun would be able to receive the money and food.
"There's one more thing to be happy about. Last time, when we went to the county to report our rations, we were ranked first in our platoon. The county has given us a reward!"
There's quite a bit of reward, but there's a total of twelve production teams in our batch.
Even so, Zhao Zhiyuan still reported.
For this reward, the county had set aside six hundred yuan.
100 Jin of rapeseed oil and 200 Jin of coarse grain.
Cotton is fifty pounds.
In addition, the entire team had two less task pigs than the other teams.
Each team had a pig farm in the middle of the troop.
However, those pigs were task pigs. When the time came, they would have to go to the city's food store.
Being able to hand two of them down meant that the entire troop would be left with two more as pigs.
Although there weren't many more layers to divide.
For example, fifty kilograms of cotton, twelve production teams, and several thousand people. It would be good if he could get a percentage of one percent for each of them.
But even so, everyone was happy to see that this was something they had fought for themselves.
The reward from his own labor was the most glorious!
"600 yuan, split into 12 teams. Each team will have 50 yuan. This 50 yuan, you have to first pay back the money you used to buy farm tools. Not only the money, but also the industrial vouchers!"
In addition, rapeseed oil and cotton are distributed at the end of the year. After the coarse grains are distributed, the members of each family will come to collect the coarse grains! "