It turned out that after Xue Xiang finished speaking, everyone did not react at all... Should we smoke or smoke; should we drink water and still snore; even Xiao Sun was knocking a yellow notebook with the bald broken pen as if nothing had happened, without raising his head. It was as if Xue Xianglong had thrown a bomb in the crowd, but the crowd did not respond, so why didn't he be surprised?

Why do you think everyone reacted like this? It turned out that they thought Xue Xiang was joking, and they made a joke that was not funny at all. Someone who was willing to give the captain a few words to cooperate and laughed a few times, and the rest of Quan Jing waited for Xue Xiang to continue talking about the content of the meeting.

Xue Xiang was confused: Do they have no idea about the seriousness and seriousness of the land distribution?

Xue Xiang paused for a long time, and everyone couldn't wait, so they all took their eyes to see him. Xue Xiang also saw the clues at this moment. He walked to Xiao Sun, who was recording, and picked up his notebook. But he saw that the speeches from the land to the house were recorded on the record, and there was no word about the land to the house. Now, Xue Xiang realized: It turned out that they were talking about crosstalk.

Xue Xiang slapped the table in anger, and with a loud bang, the red painted wooden table that had been slashed with a palm. The loud noise made Han Donglin, who was drinking water, shake the water cup, and sprinkled a lot of water, which was coincidentally and coincidentally, all fell into the crotch. Han Donglin was so panicked that Han Donglin hurriedly wiped it. His clumsy actions made everyone laugh, and wiped it away the serious atmosphere created by Xue Xiang slapped the table.

Xue Xiang didn't rely on slapping the table to increase his power, but was really happy by everyone's popularity. He calmed down a little and continued, "Don't always joke. This afternoon, I went to the field to see. Zhong Yuan, you are still laughing. Look, it's the members of your team who are the best at me. I've been walking around for twenty minutes and then back to the place, and the people are still in the place. What's the realm? They all work like this. They still deserve to be hungry!"

Xue Xiang cursed. At this moment, everyone came back to the spotlight: Captain is really going to play!

After the shock and suspicion, most people suddenly became confused. The rest were not confused. If they were not thinking about whether they were sick or had problems with their ears; if they were not thinking about it, the captain would have been having dinner at night, drinking too much, and talking about alcohol.

In fact, it is normal for everyone to react like this. It is because these people have experienced mutual aid groups, cooperatives, withdrawals from the society, and mergers. After decades of collective production, they have been trampled on their minds to have no idea of ​​doing it alone. They usually take advantage of the public, and they have to worry about the crimes of "digging out socialist corners" and "restoring the bourgeoisie". But at present, the words of the captain, to them, are already light and digging out socialist ancestral graves. What a big crime that should be. It is absolutely undesirable!

Everyone's faces were all kinds of colors, including surprise, suspicion, fear, and disbelief... but none of them spoke. The audience was silent for a long time. Xue Xiang knew that if he would continue to stalemate, he would definitely let the group of people gather together. Then he would be in a difficult situation, so he spoke up Han Donglin's daimyo.

The reason why Xue Xiang didn't order Li Yongjun was that this guy was honest and was first-class in obeying the orders, but he wanted him to cooperate. That was a dilemma. Maybe this guy could still talk to Xue Xiang. But Han Donglin was not. This is a scheming guy and a movable guy, and he knew how to deal with it.

Sure enough, Han Donglin stood up and sang a high-profile: "I don't know what you are rushing around? What are you afraid of? Can the captain still harm us? Not to mention that the captain came from the motherland to our poor mountain valley to support us, just say how many practical things he did for us when he arrived in Kaoshantun. Your family can do more of this year, and what is the matter that the captain did for us. When the matter is about to come, you are actually suspicious of the captain, who is timid, and it is really not man." Han Donglin said beautifully, but his heart was hysterical. If Xue Xiang hadn't given him much shock and saved his life under the mouth of the mountain god, he wouldn't dare to get involved in this matter no matter what he said. It was a business that was beheaded.

As soon as Han Donglin finished speaking, Li Yongjun slapped the table and stood up: "You old Han don't act like a big man. Whoever says the word "no"? If you go to the tm, the captain is not afraid, but always afraid of a ball." Li Yongjun would be better off fighting with Han Donglin. Originally, he would never be willing to flow into this muddy water in his heart. Seeing Han Donglin taking big in front of him, his blood was pouring out, and he blurted out his words.

Li Yongjun and Han Donglin both expressed their opinions, and everyone's eyes fell on Tie Yong, the deputy captain of the last squad member. Since Cai Gaoli's father was so troubled by Xue Xiang, Tie Yong automatically joined the soy sauce party. He held the book "Marxism in China" given to him by Xue Xiang, which was enough to be a pillow. He never finished his research and wrote a lot of experiences. Even Xue Xiang read his experiences and was amazed. He believed that although Tie Yong's writing was not thought-provoking, it was meaningful. This is not an exaggeration to praise a local party member who has not read a few years.

Originally, Xue Xiang had also considered whether to notify Tieyong before the meeting. After all, although this guy followed the arrangement, he had never been soft-hearted. He looked like he was tall and looked like he was still interested in Cai's father. Once he let the big news of his head losers be heard, it might be a disaster. If Tieyong was not notified, he was still in the production team, and no one was blind in front of others and behind them, and it was impossible to block the news. Therefore, Xue Xiang still greeted Xiao Sun to inform Tieyong because he had thought of a way to deal with Tieyong.

With everyone's eyes burning, Xue Xiang really pointed Tie Yong's name: "Captain Tie, tell me your opinion. We won't be a one-man show. The Chairman said it well. We should promote the party's wise leader. You can say a few words." Xue Xiang was thinking about democracy, but in his heart he thought about the last two words "concentration" of the Chairman's words.

Tie Yong did not dislike the imagined swaying Xue Xiang, and stood up and said, "Captain, comrades, I have been studying the Marxist monograph given by the captain recently, but I have not focused on agricultural production. I have separated from the masses. I will criticize myself first. As for the captain's statement that it is necessary to implement the contract responsibility system, the principles are profound and the rules are refined. Although I am a party member, I have not even studied the theory of Marxism-Leninism, so I dare not speak more about specific practices. So, I won't say anything. But here, I express my opinion. I will definitely abide by the organization's resolutions and I will complete the tasks arranged without fail." After that, Tie Yong sat down, without looking at the expressions of the people around him, and still held the gray-green enamel jar, staring at it without blinking.

Xue Xiang smiled bitterly in his heart: I didn’t expect Tieyong to be so sloppy and obey him all the time. He just didn’t express his opinion. He was afraid of taking responsibility!

However, this was long as Xue Xiang expected. As long as Tie Yong did not speak out in a blunt manner, it would be possible to destroy the atmosphere of unified understanding. He had some ways to make Tie Yong surrender. After Tie Yong said that, Xue Xiang called Wang Shusheng, who had the longest party membership in Kaoshantun, to speak again. Wang Shusheng joined the party in 1947 and was already fifty years old this year. He was considered respectable in Kaoshantun. When the old captain was alive, he also proposed to let him take over, but he refused. The old man was indifferent to fame and fortune, but he spoke for justice. Cai Gaoli sometimes had to let him share it. That day, Cai Guoqing had just robbed Liu Mei openly, and it was precisely because he found out that Wang Shusheng went to visit relatives in the neighboring county to dare to take action. If Lao Wang was there, he would never dare to be so arrogant.

Wang Shusheng held a pipe in his mouth, squeaking the smoke rolled in. He heard Xue Xiang's name, and he was not vague. He knocked his shoes with a cigarette pot and stood up and said, "Captain, I heard what Donglin said before. It was a good thing. I saw how many good things you have sat for everyone in Kaoshantun. I know that everything you do is to keep the good for the good of the thousands of villagers in Kaoshantun. Even if you just said that the land is divided and responsibility contracting is violated. It is a bit out of time. I support you. But only one thing, you only mentioned the way to divide the land, but did not explain the reason thoroughly. I hope you can explain it thoroughly. If you are just afraid that everyone will be lazy, I will do my best to keep an eye on it every day. It is really not a risk." Wang Shusheng was really satisfied with Xue Xiang, the young team leader, and he was unwilling to see him take this risk.

After Wang Shusheng said that, Xue Xiang was a little moved. He really didn't expect that the old party member with principle was so trusting him so much. He even voted in favor without even thinking about this traitorous matter.

Xue Xiang stood up, grabbed the master's hands, and pressed him back to the chair: "Uncle Wang, it's not a question of whether he is lazy or not, but it's really a question of whether everyone is willing to do childbirth. Let me tell you something, everyone may not like to listen, but I have to say it if you don't like to listen. Just take your own private areas and say it. Do the crops inside grow better than those in public fields? Do they all treat them like babies? This is like someone else's kids. No matter how much they like, they don't have their own kisses!"

Speaking of this, Xue Xiang paused and looked at everyone, but saw that everyone lowered their heads, even Wang Shusheng was the same. It was actually the window paper that Xue Xiang had pierced through decades, but no one knew about it, but he didn't dare to pierce it.

Seeing that everyone was ashamed, Xue Xiang rang the railway while the hot: "Comrades, you may not know that the more than a thousand pigs in our pig farm grow bigger and bigger, and they need more and more feed, but the feed factory can't take care of it even if it works overtime, let alone the firewood that needs to be cooked every day, and you have to send someone to chop it back in Jinniu Mountain. This requires people! Everyone said that if the public land is divided and becomes everyone's private land, then everyone has to work hard and how much time can they free up. If they still work together like now, the more than a thousand pigs cannot be raised. Don't forget that we still owe a lot of money outside the factory. Even if we don't mention debts, can the income of a thousand mu of fields catch up with these thousand mu of pigs? Even if we don't say that anyone will calculate the debt."

Xue Xiang revealed the secret, and then everyone knew the seriousness of the matter. The more than a thousand heads were really the treasure in the hearts of all the members of Kuoshantun. They ate carefully prepared feed and slept with freshly soft straw. The pigpen was cleaned so that they could catch up with their own houses. In this hot day, they even sent special people to the newly dug pond every day to get back water and bathe them and cool them down. Even the elderly in their homes did not have such treatment.

After hearing that the pig factory was in trouble, a group of party members had secretly thought that Xi Tieyong would not object or admit it. At this moment, they had already smashed these small abacuses and started yelling.

"I said, captain, comrades, this is really no small matter! These more than a thousand pigs are the lifeblood of all the members of our Kaoshantun. I am not afraid of you laughing at you. I can laugh every day when I listen to the pigs humming. We can't watch these pig ancestors go hungry."

"It's right! Damn, I think it's okay to be inseparable from this place. Everyone pats their chests. When working for the club, they don't think about how to save effort or how to do it. They don't always hope that the sun will soon set. But once they work for their own home, they want to work hard for two days. We are party members. Even so, let alone those people."

"Let's divide it. I think the seedlings are very unusual this year. The ears on a seedling are more than twice as many as in previous years. If the team leader said that the members of Kushantun should have a full meal for a year, it will be really going to be realized."

"It's okay to divide it, but it won't be possible! Besides, we rely on Shantou's own land to divide it. It's not a problem for anyone. We promise not to owe the public grains in the community. What's more, we are all our own people, so who would talk too much, dare to talk nonsense and beat him to death."

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In the stack of "dividing fields", Xue Xiang smiled. He raised his hand to press it down. After everyone's voices stopped, he said, "Comrades, it seems that everyone's opinions are very unified. This is great! It's not clear whether the reason is clear or the words are unclear. Just say it clearly. But as the saying goes, "there is no basis for empty words". I also say "black and black words". I think it's better to write a contract for division of land, sign together, and then press the handprint. It's not that I believe it. The heads of all the families in the village can count one, and no one can fall behind. Let's guard against villains or not." After Xue Xiang finished speaking, he looked at Tie Yong intentionally or unintentionally. The latter still looked down at the teacup. But when Xue Xiang looked over, he saw his hand trembling suddenly. Water spilled out.

After Xue Xiang finished speaking, Li Yongjun shouted first: "Yes. Just follow what the captain said! I think this method is very good. Just use your mouth to say it, if you have a ball, you know the person's face but not the heart. If you press your handprints, that's reliable. If you can't escape from you or me, everyone will be at peace when they sleep."

When everyone heard this, they nodded and said yes. Xue Xiang asked Xiao Sun to take out paper and pen. Xiao Sun was about to hand it to him, but he pointed at Tie Yong and said, "Let Captain Tie write it. I have heard that Captain Tie writes a few words and draws silver hooks. The calligraphy is very good. The slogans on the wall at the head of the village are very accurate."

Tie Yong never expected that Xue Xiang was waiting for him here, and the blank paper would actually be filled with his black words. Previously, he thought that if he had the chance, he would expose this matter, and now it was all over. Tie Yong screamed in his heart: Damn, why are old calligraphy good? I have only been studying cram school for a few days, and I haven't even been a little bitch. It's fine if Old Han Qing, he even joked with the slogans on the wall. Who doesn't know that the word "王" in "Long Live the Proletariat" has been painted as "Brother"!

Tie Yong was full of resentment, but at this time he had to take paper and pen, and everyone was staring at him. His previous statements, everyone thought he was unreliable. Now, if he pushed and stopped Si, it would be a problem whether he could walk out of this door today. Tie Yong put down the water cup, looked up at Xue Xiang and squeezed out a smiley face that was even worse than crying, and took the paper and pen.

Xue Xiang dictated: "On July 25, 1977, the location was located in a small classroom in Shantun. We divided the land to households, and each household head signed and stamped. If we can do it in the future, each household will ensure that each household will complete the annual delivery of public grain and no longer ask for money from the state for food; if not, our cadres will be detained in prison, and our members will also ensure that our children will be raised until they are eighteen years old."

Xue Xiangnian was slow, but every word was so heavy that it seemed to hit everyone's hearts with hammers, and everyone held their breath. Xue Xiangnian finished, counting breaths, and Tie Yong finished writing.

At this moment, Tie Yong was very depressed. Who would have thought that after a few years, this piece of paper entered the museum and wrote the matter became the most glory of his life. The participants at that time always felt miserable when they thought about this place. They regretted it so much that their heads hit the wall, and they all cursed: Why did Tie Yong's grandson snatch this beautiful thing? They completely forgot that Tie Yong's writing document was assigned by the man who was already at the top of the God Tower.

Xue Xiang took the paper and browsed it carefully. Seeing that Tieyong had no omissions except for the word "sitting" in prison, he said, Xiao Sun said. Xiao Sun took the red mud and a pen, and Xue Xiang took the lead in signing his name and pressed the red seal on his name.

After Xue Xiang finished, he stepped back. Han Donglin and Li Yongjun rushed forward together, wanting to be the second person, and they both wanted to be Xue Xiang's name next to Xue Xiang. Xue Xiang was afraid that the two of them would be over again, so he took a pen and handed it to Wang Shusheng. Unexpectedly, Wang Shusheng said that he could not write, but Xue Xiang suddenly realized that he could not write and reported the name to Daming, and he recorded it one by one. After Xue Xiang finished recording, he handed the paper and pen to Han Donglin, who had finished writing and passed it down one by one. After all, he pressed his handprints one by one. After a while, the upper left corner of an eight-fold large piece of paper was full of red fingers.

Xue Xiang carefully folded the paper and put it in his bag, and said, "Don't tell me what happened tonight for the time being. Starting tomorrow, the first team will start from the first team and call people from door to door. You are not allowed to come together, come one by one, and go to my office, and we will break through one by one."

He thought about this method carefully. In order to avoid the herd effect, he would not get together and take the risk of beheading, he collectively opposed the division of the land. Xue Xiang then attacked the crowd with few people and defeated them one by one. A group of party members and cadres gathered together to speak truth and make harsh words, but they could not take them down if they didn't believe it. After hearing this, everyone praised them all. Xue Xiang raised his hand to look at his watch. It was already night, so he waved his hand to let everyone disperse.

The next morning, Xue Xiang's office set up a dragon gate formation. A group of team leaders and party members were separated in two rows. As soon as the confused villagers came in, they felt soft and were preached. If they had no objections, they would automatically sign and print. If they had objections, they would have to bow their heads and submit. In this way, no one of the four households in Kushantun escaped and were all broken.

You may ask, after signing, why don’t the villagers who go out report to the villagers who are ignorant of the inside and tell them not to go to the gates of hell? Haha, the reason is very simple. If you are trapped in yourself, how can you not fall into others? You may even threaten yourself who have signed it.

Speaking of this, the truth is quite similar to an experience I had in my early years. One night, I went to the village to watch a movie, passed the ridge of the field, and the moon was clear. I accidentally stepped on cow dung, and I kept silent and continued to move forward. Four people followed him past the place one by one. After that, the fifth person shouted out and said, "I stepped on the dung." The person who screamed and said, "I'm waiting for me." I and the one in front were brushing the soles of the shoes with straw. This is what I thought: I've stepped on, why don't you ignore it? The second and fourth are also the general idea. As I said, I went far and went back to the point.

After the heads of Quantun signed the signature, Xue Xiang held a meeting of Quantun members, and as usual, he talked about the dangers of leaking the secrets, which made everyone pale and stopped talking. Then, he began to announce the details of the land distribution, which was naturally divided according to the number of laborers in each family and the family burden. After explaining the rules, the distribution of the land was quite smooth and it ended on the same day. Even if there were dissatisfaction, it was just a matter of the location of the land, and there was no debate over the number of land. Of course, these were all details and were not mentioned.

ps: The content of the land splitting that Xue Xiang orally told was exactly the original words on the quotation in Xiaogang Village put into the museum. Even the word "sitting" in jail was written as "made". Haha, I was obsessed with it! The story of stepping on the dung is real, and now I think about it, I can't help laughing.

In addition, the previous chapter said that the Lingnan Military Region was one of the twelve military regions, which was correct. In 1977, it was the twelve military regions, and later it was reduced to the 11th military region and the eighth military region, and finally it was consolidated into the seven military regions.

Thank you for your support, the monthly ticket score is very good! Jiangnan has no choice but to report, so I send you seven free words! I will continue to support it at the beginning of the month! (To be continued)

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