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In Lugu Village, groups of villagers arrived at the brigade entrance one after another.
Because they knew it was a meeting, many elderly people brought small stools and sat outside in groups to wait. In about half an hour, representatives from every household came, and eels were dug in the village, which made many people very active. .
After all, whatever money you make is yours.
Several brigade cadres carried long tables to the door, and the land division map of the village was also sent out. One advantage of Lugu Village is that the fields in the village are all high-quality fields. There is not much difference. There is no third, sixth, or ninth grade. This For Jiang Xiaoye, some trouble can be avoided.
If it is divided into three, six or nine grades, it will be difficult to divide them.
But what made him speechless was that for such a good thing, some stubborn people in the village still wanted to eat from one big pot without dividing the fields!
After all, this way we can rely on the team to support them, who wouldn¡¯t be selfish?
If they are really separated, their so-called authority will be gone in the future, and they will start to worry about the security of their lives.
"Xiao Ye is back."
"Third Grandpa."
"Xiao Ye has a promising future."
"Grandma Six."
"Xiao Ye, are we going to divide the fields again? We in Lugu Village should follow the policy."
"Grandpa, I want to separate."
Jiang Xiaoye smiled and greeted everyone one by one.
Most of the people in the village are elders. A group of old people consciously sat in the first row, and the villagers who followed them all stood, and their status was clearly distinguished.
Jiang Xiaoye walked over and looked at the unfolded field map. The work of measuring the fields was done very well. The number of acres of land and the number of people were clearly divided into each household. Even their names were assigned on it.
"Xiao Ye is here."
Zhang Qingyuan walked over with a smile and motioned to the accountant to move a chair.
"No, just stand and talk. Uncle Zhang, isn't this divided?" Jiang Xiaoye gestured to the map of the fields. Each household and its number of people were clearly divided.
The elderly and children also have their own fields.
Zhang Qingyuan smiled bitterly and gestured to a group of old people opposite him and said, "I don't agree."
"This must be agreed, Uncle Zhang, you come first."
The village is so poor and they still don¡¯t agree. If it really can¡¯t be implemented, Jiang Xiaoye will earn a few thousand yuan and go to Zhongjing to buy a courtyard house. How can the development of this rural area be as profitable as his own advanced ideas?
If you earn more than a dozen courtyard houses, your family will not be short of money for three generations in the future. Who will be short of money?
Jiang Xiaoye also made a decision. If the village did not cooperate, he would go to a better place to develop.
Zhang Qingyuan doesn¡¯t know what Jiang Xiaoye is thinking now. If he knew, he would never be so calm.
¡°I¡¯m calling everyone here today because it¡¯s what we said yesterday. The county has given us an order to distribute the fields to each household. Let¡¯s let Xiaoye come and talk to everyone.¡±
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Seeing Zhang Qingyuan signaling to him, Jiang Xiaoye didn't understand why he didn't have the courage to say anything more?
However, seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on him, Jiang Xiaoye was not polite, walked over and said: "Grandpas, grandmas, uncles, I just want to tell you something today, which affects the future of our Lugu Village. .¡±
There were some people talking in low voices below.
"Don't make any noise, what's the fuss about?" Zhang Qingyuan scolded, then smiled and gestured to Jiang Xiaoye: "Xiaoye, you tell me."
Jiang Xiaoye nodded and continued: "Yesterday, Uncle Zhang told everyone that the fields should be divided into households. Today, the fields have also been divided. The fields in our Lugu Village are not divided into three, six, nine, etc., they are all Excellent rice fields.¡±
"Xiaoye, this field cannot be divided. If we divide it, will there be a collective in the future?"
"yes!"
"We can't separate, Xiaoye, you are still young and don't understand."
Several old people spoke immediately, and many people started talking.
He was interrupted before he finished speaking. Jiang Xiaoye understood why Zhang Qingyuan had such a headache for these old people.
He didn't care what these people said, and immediately said: "Elders, listen to me first. Don't interrupt me. I've finished speaking, but you still don't want to divide it. Whatever, I'm not short of money. I'll go to the county to repair a TV." I can make seventy or eighty yuan a day using a mobile phone and radio. I do this for the sake of our village, okay? Let me finish first!"
Someone in the village immediately shoutedSaid: "Let Secretary Xiaoye say it!"
"Yes, Xiaoye, you say it first!"
"Yes, let Xiaoye finish. Xiaoye has a TV at home."
Many young people spoke up, which immediately attracted a response.
Zhang Qingyuan immediately patted the table and said: "Quiet, quiet!"
The voice subsided, Zhang Qingyuan looked at Jiang Xiaoye and said: "Xiaoye, even if you say something, I will let you finish what you have to say. These old people in our village are also reasonable and will not interrupt what you want to say."
An old man below raised his eyelids but didn¡¯t say anything.
It¡¯s really inappropriate for them to talk now.
"I'll just talk for a few minutes. The average ration of many commune members in Ganshan County is more than 300 kilograms per capita, and the per capita income is more than 60 yuan a year. You are all envious of this, because our village is even poorer and only earns 10 cents a day. Every year, farmers flee from famine and beg for food. This year¡¯s severe drought will definitely make the brigade¡¯s harvest less. I¡¯m not exaggerating. Half of the people in the village will go begging for food by then. Our county falls within the scope of this trip. With the food supply drastically reduced, the village has no economy to speak of."
Jiang Xiaoye took a picture of the field map behind and continued: "The joint production responsibility system was introduced in the spring of 1977. The increase in production is very obvious, the enthusiasm is very high, and the large-scale contract work is carried out by each household. It has unique advantages. What I said is too complicated for you. I don¡¯t understand either, that is to say, these fields are still collective, and the elites are divided into households, and they pay the taxes they should.¡±
After a pause, Jiang Xiaoye pointed to the tunnel of his home and said: "For example, this land in my home needs to pay 1,000 catties of grain this year. My family's output is 3,000 catties, so just pay 1,000 catties of grain. I keep 2,000 catties in my home. This is the secretary's house. If If you produce 5,000 kilograms of grain, you still have to pay 1,000 kilograms. If you produce 1,100 kilograms of grain, you still need to pay 1,000 kilograms. As long as you pay the stipulated amount, the rest is yours. If you are diligent and hardworking, you will harvest several thousand kilograms. Don't worry about food and clothing for one year, you won't be afraid of going hungry next year. If you continue to work like you did in the production team, cheat and cheat, you deserve to starve to death. One village has already implemented this, and every household can't eat enough food. If there are too many of me, Don¡¯t say much, just ask if you have anything to say, and if you don¡¯t have any questions, we¡¯ll share!¡±
¡°There is so much food, can we still finish it?¡±
"Wouldn't it be enough to get a wife if you have so many?"
"What about those of us who are too old to walk?"
"Yes, what should we do?"
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