Crossing 70: Fish in the Pond Have Good News

Chapter 170 Brigade Secretary

"Bullshit! You are a fool, you have no idea. Why do you think Jiang Yu can help you get a harvester? Ah! You don't even ask if he can do it, but you just flatter him. Only a fool like you would really believe that the villagers want Jiang Yu's help!" Cui Xiaofen cried because of her son's stupidity. How could she have such an idiot son? Who does he look like?

"I originally came to ask Jiang Yu for help, but she didn't know how to appreciate it! She even smashed the brick kiln, Dad! It's because you spoiled her too much that she now thinks she's someone important and looks down on people all day long. Last time when the wild boar came down the mountain, she even beat me..." Zhuang Dahe complained in a crooked manner, saying that he was standing up for the villagers, but to put it bluntly, he was still thinking about the vengeance of being kicked over by Jiang Yu.

Cui Xiaofen wanted to pinch herself, "Just shut up, how could I give birth to a stupid and ignorant idiot like you! Boss, take him away. He can't help with the work, and he only knows how to hold us back all day long. I'm so pissed off!"

"Okay." Zhuang Dashan responded in a muffled voice, stood up and pulled his brother's arm.

Zhuang Dahe was also afraid that his mother would get angry and hit him with a feather duster, so he left the room reluctantly.

After Zhuang Dashan locked his brother back into the room, he turned and walked into the next room.

In the room, Dashan's wife was coaxing the child to sleep with a gentle smile on her face. When she saw Zhuang Dashan come in, she quickly hushed him and patted the seat next to her, asking him to sit down and rest.

Zhuang Dashan was also tired, both physically and mentally. He was worried about the rice in the fields and also worried that his father would be criticized when paying the grain tax this time.

The baby soon fell into a deep sleep.

Dashan's wife turned around, looked at her husband who was sighing with his eyes closed, and asked him softly, "What's wrong? Did your parents say anything?"

"I didn't say anything. Anyway, it's already like this now. There's no point in saying anything." Zhuang Dashan was discouraged. It looked like the rain would not stop for a few days. The rice could not be saved at all. Everyone knew what would happen next.

Everything will be settled once and for all.

The wife in the mountains exclaimed, "That's too..." There are so many acres of grain!

"After all, it's still Lin Zhiqing's fault. If she hadn't brought the wild boar down the mountain, there wouldn't have been so many problems!" Zhuang Dashan was filled with resentment. He was different from the brainwashed Zhuang Dahe. He could still distinguish between good and evil.

The source of the mistake was Lin Anna, but Zhuang Dahe was obsessed with blaming Jiang Yu. He was really sick. No wonder his mother was so angry that she was gasping for breath. Who wouldn't be angry when seeing such a stupid son!

I hope my son can be like Jiang Yu Zhiqing, or even Xiong Zhiqing, which would be great too, one is smart, the other is shrewd.

Thinking about how Xiong Lijin saw through the villagers' plan at the first sight today, Zhuang Dahe felt impressed. He didn't know those people's plan, but when he heard everyone clamoring to let Jiang Yu, the educated youth, be the harvester, he also joined in the excitement.

After a long time, it turned out that his father wanted to shift the blame to the educated youth Jiang Yu, and he was also shocked.

But that was his father, what could he do but watch.

In the main room, Cui Xiaofen kept saying that Lin Anna was a disaster. She cursed and swore, venting all her dissatisfaction on Lin Anna.

Zhuang Shouren seemed like a dead man. He said nothing. He just sat on the kang, staring at the heavy rain outside the window.

But there is no use in escaping, you have to face it when it happens.

What is extremely rare is that the person who took the initiative to respond was actually the brigade secretary.

The secretary's youngest son came to Zhuang Shouren's house wearing a straw raincoat and a hat, knocking on the door and informing them that each household had to send someone who could speak to attend a meeting at the brigade headquarters.

Zhuang Shouren stood under the eaves and watched his wife say a few words to the young man, then close the door and come in.

He waved his hands and went to the utility room in a daze to get his raincoat and hat.

Look, even the silent secretary knows that the rice can’t be left to rot in the fields any longer, and the villagers need to be mobilized to find a solution...

Feeling that he had failed, Zhuang Shouren closed the door and walked towards the brigade headquarters.

One after another, people from the entire construction team arrived to set up their own households.

There were also several women among them, who gathered in a corner with worried looks on their faces.

But everyone is in almost the same situation, everyone is worried about this year's food.

It is really impossible not to worry. The amount of public grain to be handed in every year is fixed. This year the rice has rotted in the fields, so they have to find a way to make up for this part of the grain. But how?

Rural people eat last year's grain this year, and there is rarely any stock. Moreover, almost everyone eats coarse grains because they are cheap and available in large quantities. Fine grains like rice are only for pregnant women, children, and the sick. Where can they get the money from?

"Didn't they say that those educated youth all have connections..." I don't know which one of those people who only cares about food and not fighting started to target the educated youth again.

"Are you still thinking about the educated youth? It's not enough that Jiang Zhiqing smashed the brick kiln this morning. You still want to provoke those educated youth?" The person next to him spat in his face.

But his words immediately drew rebuttals from others, "What do you mean by provoking? Then we have no choice but to ask them for help, right?"

"Are you asking for help? You are obviously trying to frame them! What's wrong with them having connections? Why should they help us? Just because you guys are thick-skinned!" The person on the opposing side immediately joined in.

"What are you talking about? Can you speak human language? We are all thinking about the village. You are just standing aside and making sarcastic remarks, and you can't help at all."

"You talk as if you can help, but you can only make things worse! You destroyed the brick kiln on Yaoer Mountain, and you're still complaining!"

"Fuck you, Zhang Laosan, come out here and tell me who is making things worse!"

A group of old men started fighting before the meeting even started.

One by one, you grabbed my collar and I hit your eyes, and soon the brigade headquarters was in chaos.

This was the scene that Zhuang Shouren, the team leader, secretary, accountant, scorer, and team leader saw when they came in.

Zhuang Shouren simply picked up the chair against the wall and slammed it heavily on the table. The whole place fell silent in an instant.

"Let go of me." Zhuang Shouren looked at the villagers fighting among themselves, feeling exhausted.

Seeing his weak appearance, the secretary found him funny. He walked to the front table and waved his hand, "Sit down, let's discuss the rice issue. It's raining heavily, and the roads are slippery. Let's start early and finish early, so that you won't fall on your way home."

The villagers looked at Zhuang Shouren, then at the secretary who had already sat down, and they were all a little overwhelmed.

"Everyone sit down!" the secretary raised his voice.

The villagers immediately became obedient and sat down on the ground, looking at the leaders who were still standing there in confusion.

What's going on? Are they trying to seize power as the situation is not chaotic enough?