flstandardbreds Chapter 171 Meeting
Chapter 171 Meeting
Zhuang Shouren sat down next to the secretary with a gloomy face, and seeing this, others also found a seat and sat down.
The secretary didn't care about the captain's mood and started to express his own ideas directly. "I called everyone here today to brainstorm. How should we harvest the rice on our dozen acres of land? Come on, everyone, tell us your ideas."
The villagers looked at each other in bewilderment. This was really strange. When had the village held a general meeting and allowed the people to express their opinions? Wasn't it always the leaders who had the final say?
Several old masters who were related to the banker pursed their lips and looked at the secretary with disapproval.
The secretary looked at them, curled his lips, and said, "Come on, don't be so reserved. Let's talk. We have been village cadres for a long time and don't have many opportunities to go to the fields. We are definitely not as familiar with farming as you who work in the fields every day. What do you think we should do? We can't just let the rice in the fields soak in water, right?"
"That's not possible!" the secretary's relative quickly retorted.
"That's right, there's so much food! They're just trying to squeeze our meat out of the rotten land!"
"I mean, we can't just stand there and watch!"
The secretary nodded, "Yes, so do you have any way to recover these losses?"
Then everyone was quiet again.
Save? How? Every year, the rush to harvest is a race against time. This year, they lost...
Zhuang Shouren felt a little discouraged when he saw that they were silent, because he knew there was no other way. If there was a way, why would they rush to harvest every year?
Several team leaders looked at each other, and finally the leader of team three spoke up, "We can go to harvest in the heavy rain, but what should we do with the rice we have brought back? It's all soaked. Should we heat the kang to dry it? How many kangs would we have to heat..."
"That's also a way you proposed." The secretary nodded. This was much better than the previous method that no one had thought of. As long as someone took the lead, others would start to think about it.
When the villagers heard about drying, they thought it was possible, but it was very laborious.
"It would be great if there was a big umbrella that could block the rain and protect the rice fields..." sighed a young man. This way, he wouldn't have to worry about this rainstorm, but could also use it at other times.
"You're just dreaming! You don't have anything practical to do all day long." The auntie not far away glared at him.
The young man shrank his neck, not daring to refute his aunt's words.
"If the brick kilns hadn't been smashed, we could have dried some rice. It was all because of that educated youth Jiang, who had a bad temper." The strong man still felt scared when he thought about what happened in the morning. Those were three large brick kilns that were set on fire.
"If you have the guts, say it again in front of Jiang Zhiqing." A lady from the second brigade glanced at him with disdain.
The man shut up immediately, he didn't dare.
The fourth son of the Zhao family was even bigger than him, but Jiang Yu still kicked him away? And those wild boars, she picked up a stone and smashed them until their brains popped out. That strength was really, really scary!
The third child of Grandma Yang's family sneered, "What is there to be afraid of? We have more people, so why should we be afraid of a little educated youth like her?"
"You're speaking loudly now. Why were you just hiding behind and watching when your mother was charging this morning? What a coward!"
"Who the hell are you calling a coward! Old slut..." Yang Laosan stood up, bent over and stretched out his arms to grab the collar of the woman who was talking.
The lady next to the woman was blunt and slapped Yang Laosan in the face, glaring at him, "Say it again!"
Yang Laosan covered his face, looked at the group of women gathered together, trembled his fingers twice, and dared not speak.
The secretary slammed his hands on the table and shouted, "Yang Laosan, shut up! We are discussing the rice harvest now, not letting you destroy the unity of the group!"
Yang Laosan gave the angry secretary a flattering smile, then sat back awkwardly.
The men nearby took a look at Yang Laosan, who was good-looking but useless, and curled their lips in disdain.
Although the secretary organized this conference with high hopes, these old farmers had long been accustomed to a life arranged by the organization and could not come up with any constructive ideas.
There were several conflicts before and after the conference, and the secretary was so angry that he almost stood up and joined their disputes.
Finally, Zhuang Shouren stood up and declared the meeting over. He also announced that if the rain subsided tomorrow morning, all able-bodied laborers would go to the fields to harvest rice. Each household would be assigned the task of drying the rice ears, leaving the older women and children at home to help.
The villagers nodded woodenly, then put on their straw raincoats and hats and left the brigade headquarters one by one.
Only the angry secretary, the revived Zhuang Shouren, and other cadres were left, and they held a new meeting.
The secretary sat there with a sour face and did not move.
Zhuang Shouren asked the team leaders to move their stools and sit opposite, and he sat in a row with the secretary, accountant, militia captain, and women's director.
"Let's make a long story short. Too many things have happened recently, and everyone is a little flustered. Me too. I haven't recovered yet. But we are all village cadres, and more than 3,000 people in the construction team are counting on us to make decisions for everyone. We all have to calm down." Zhuang Shouren first laid the groundwork for his previous behavior, playing the victim, and using empathy to win everyone's support.
It is also to prevent the secretary from successfully seizing power.
The other leaders could only nod in agreement.
The secretary rolled his eyes, but said nothing more, letting Zhuang Shouren speak.
"Let's talk about Lin Anna's story first. This afternoon, the third daughter-in-law of the old He family came back in the heavy rain. She said that Lin Anna is likely to be acquitted. She has a strong backing. Let's..."
"No!" The two team leaders whose children had injured their hands jumped up immediately. Is it reasonable to release them without charge?
"Yes, no!" Although the militia captain Zhuang Aimin rarely expressed his opinions on weekdays, the incident of the wild boar coming down the mountain had caused too much trouble. If no explanation was given, no one in the team would rest!
Zhuang Shouren also nodded to show that he, like them, could not accept this result. He waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet first, and then continued, "I will go to the commune to verify this matter, and also report the opinions of the people in the brigade to the leaders. And I have to discuss the compensation for the injured with Lin Anna."
"Yes! Compensation! There are still a few strong laborers whose legs and feet are injured and they can't get out of bed. She must be compensated!" The captain of a small team said hurriedly.
When the wild boars came down the mountain from Yaoer Mountain, the first team was the first to bear the brunt. Although they were lucky enough to intercept the wild boars at the foot of the mountain and prevented them from entering the village to destroy houses and damage everyone's fixed assets, someone had to bear the losses of the wounded.