Lianliankan

Chapter 68
On the threshing ground in Wujiatun, under a banner saying welcome the educated youth to jump in and settle down, Wu Mangui, the village party secretary in his fifties, wearing a black padded jacket and holding a pipe, is trying to maintain order, but no matter what he shouts Hoarse, the villagers below are still playing their own way.

The men were smoking dry tobacco, joking and joking, while the women sat around in twos and threes, holding the soles of their shoes, and talking about their own affairs, and the children shuttled among the crowd, chasing and playing wantonly.

On one side of the venue, six educated youths huddled together. Some looked around with great interest, while others were full of worries and confusion about the future.

"Folks, don't talk, there is a meeting!"

After shouting again to no avail, Wu Mangui simply stopped, turned his head and gave some advice to the accountant Wu Shengli with his smoky voice.

Wu Shengli nodded when he heard the words, and went back after a while, handing the gong in Wu Mangui's hand.

Wu Mangui picked up the gong and hit it hard. In an instant, there was a harsh "boom, bang" sound inside and outside the venue, and everyone fell silent in an instant.

Just then, a child let out a deafening cry due to sudden fright, and the venue fell into chaos again.

After recognizing the appearance of the crying child, Wu Mangui yelled at a corner of the venue: "Mrs. Wu, take your cow eggs away quickly. Didn't you see that there is a meeting going on? Do you still have some organizational discipline?"

A middle-aged woman in a green cotton-padded jacket stood up from the crowd when she heard the sound, grabbed her sleeves and yelled, "You bastard, you're the one who frightened our cows, yet you dare to beat them up, believe it or not, old lady!" Grab your face!"

No matter what era, Chinese people can't escape the habit of joining in the fun. When someone dared to confront the village party secretary, many people immediately booed from below.

Wu Mangui seemed to know that this woman was not easy to mess with. After muttering "A good man doesn't fight with a woman", he chose to fire at the woman's husband, who was Wu Lao Liu in his mouth:
"Wu Lao Liu, can't you take care of your mother-in-law if you are a big cannon?"

After a while, a muffled voice came from the crowd: "You can't tell me that, my family is headed by a daughter-in-law."

"You're a bitch, so you can't make a difference. It's really embarrassing for a big man to let a woman ride on his head to shit and piss. Your wife talks back to you, so what can you do if you beat her up!"

The educated youths who came to jump in line were all urban residents. When they heard such vulgar and funny curse words, they all burst into laughter.

Seeing this, Wu Mangui said embarrassingly: "Young people, don't laugh. You will know as time goes on. There are a few people in our commune who belong to the donkey. If you don't let them go, they will go backwards. Well, let's continue. , Hey, where did I just say?"

Zhao Ye raised his hand and replied loudly: "Secretary Wu, you just said that Wu Lao Liu is a bitch, let him beat his wife!"

As soon as this remark came out, the atmosphere on the scene became more cheerful.

Gao Xiaoqin, who was in tears, even slapped Zhao Ye, and cursed in a low voice: "Be honest, don't make trouble."

Zhao Ye shrugged, and continued to look at the center of the venue with relish.

I saw Wu Mangui spit on the ground, and said loudly: "It's not that, uh, yes, it's about welcoming the educated youth. It's the great leader's idea for the educated youth to go to the countryside. Since the old man said so, it must be wrong will be wrong.

Our Wujiatun firmly supports the leader's idea, and the village committee will definitely implement this matter well.Well, Victory, have the educated youths got their rations back? "

The accountant Wu Shengli stood up and replied: "I got it back. According to the regulations of the Educated Youth Office, each person has 480 catties of raw grain per month, which is 880 catties a year. The total of six people is [-] catties."

Hearing this number, Huang Xinhua said optimistically: "Oh, it's quite a lot. It's more than what I had when I was at home. Divide 480 by 360, that is to say, it's about one catty or three taels a day, so I won't be hungry after all. Stomach."

Zhao Ye couldn't help but lash out and said, "What are you thinking about? Didn't you hear people say it's raw grain? What is raw grain? Raw grain is grain that hasn't been peeled. Once the skin is removed, it's good to have thirty catties left. "

Upon hearing this, everyone started talking in low voices.

"real or fake?"

"That's what the accountant said."

"Then what to do, are you going to be hungry again?"

Zhao Ye ignored them, and asked Wu Shengli loudly, "Accountant Wu, I would like to ask, is the grain allocated to us coarse grains, fine grains, or both?"

Wu Shengli glanced at Wu Mangui, and Wu Mangui replied: "You young man, you have a flexible mind, and you immediately got the idea. I won't hide it from you, it's all corn and sorghum."

"Ah, why is that?"

Hearing this, the educated youths complained and shouted loudly.

Wu Mangui saw the situation, so he had no choice but to persuade him: "Don't make trouble, listen to me carefully. The rations of your educated youth are indeed not enough, but there is no way to solve it..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Bowei asked loudly: "Secretary Wu, does the village want to subsidize food for us?"

Wu Mangui rolled his eyes, and said angrily, "Think of good things! It's true that we have a high grain output in Northeast China, but the task of public grain is also heavy. The villagers basically have food and clothing on weekdays. How can there be surplus food to support you?"

"Then you just said a lot, didn't you say it for nothing?"

"Hey, what's the matter with you young man, why do you always interrupt the leader?"

Seeing that Wang Bowei was still nagging, Wu Mangui was obviously a little annoyed, and his tone became more and more impatient.

"I already talked about the solution, but you have to keep interrupting, or you can just say it?"

"I……"

When Wang Bowei wanted to argue again, Zhao Ye interrupted him: "Secretary Wu, please calm down! My buddy is from the city and doesn't understand the rules of our commune. Don't be as knowledgeable as him, and the business is important! "

After speaking, he quickly winked at Huang Xinhua and Han Jianguo, signaling them to watch over Wang Bowei.

Wu Mangui lit a pot of cigarettes, and said happily: "What did I just say, you are more eye-catching when you see you, have you joined the party?"

Zhao Ye replied with a smile: "I want to join, but I don't have a chance!"

"Well, behave well, I will introduce you to join the party in the beginning of the year." After casually writing a bad check to Zhao Ye, Wu Mangui finally got down to business:

"Everyone knows that our Northeast is full of black land, and the land is the most fertile, so the village committee decided to hand over the land in the back village to you educated youths, and you will open up wasteland and cultivate the land yourself. This will not only increase the public grain for the country , can also solve your problem of insufficient food rations.”

Zhao Ye looked around and found no one to speak, so he could only come forward and ask again: "Secretary Wu, I don't know how big the wasteland you are talking about, how to solve the problem of grain seeds, farm tools and cattle?"

Wu Mangui glanced at Zhao Ye unexpectedly. He didn't expect that there was a knowledgeable person, but he didn't seem to want to answer this question. Instead, he evaded:

"This matter, after you settle down, you can discuss it with Captain Zhang. Now let accountant Wu take you to see the house, and take the food back by the way. Alright, I announce that today's meeting will end here, and the meeting will be adjourned!"

Following Wu Mangui's order, the threshing ground immediately dispersed, and in the blink of an eye, only six educated youths and accountant Wu Shengli remained in place.

Wu Shengli walked up to them, looked at Zhao Ye's bicycle enviously, and said nonchalantly, "Come with me, I'll take you to see the house."

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