The fat man walked towards the jeep happily, and saw that as soon as the car door opened, a young man jumped out of the car quickly, wearing military uniform, but his hat, badge, collar and emblem had been taken off.

The man stood straight and walked towards the fat man. His steps were rigorously trained. The distances of each step were astonishingly similar, as if he had measured it with a ruler.

Looking at the face, it has clear edges and corners, strong lines, thick eyebrows and small eyes, and is particularly energetic. At first glance, it looks like a soldier's style.

"I don't know you. It seems that you are a soldier who just retired. It seems that I know a soldier named Xiao Yueming, not him?" The fat man wondered, and there was a vague feeling of something bad, but he still stretched out his hands enthusiastically: "I am Huang Liang, what's the matter with me?"

His little eyes stared at the fat man's face, his eyes were like swords, and he was aggressive, as if he wanted to crush the fat man in one go. However, the fat man was not a good man and had once met the evil wolf, so although this person's gaze was sharp, it was not enough to shake the fat man.

"It seems like I'm looking for trouble." The fat man had basically guessed the purpose of this man, but he didn't know each other. Why did this guy come? He couldn't be the one who wanted to cut off the capitalist tail again.

A trace of anger flashed in the fat man's little eyes, and he directly forced the other party's eyes back. The man seemed to be a little surprised and was obviously stunned. He was a scout in the army and had a pair of fiery eyes. Most people dared not look at him for more than three seconds.

"My name is Cheng Lei. I'm transferred to the Daqingshan Commune Acquisition Station. This time I'm here to collect the money you owed to the acquisition station." After saying that, I took out a piece of white paper from my pocket, unfolded it and put it in front of the fat man.

Of course, the fat man knew the white notes he made, so he confirmed the identity of this person, which would never be a fake. Logically speaking, he had an oral agreement with the acquisition station and settled the accounts after the autumn. Could it be that this young man didn't know the whole story, right?

Thinking of this, the fat man said happily: "It turned out to be Comrade Cheng. He first came to my house to sit down and then chatted slowly."

"No, this is official business, let's do it all." Cheng Lei was straightforward and unmoved.

"This is the thing. When I bought chickens and gooses last year, the acquisition station supported me and allowed me to pay back the money this fall. At the same time, I also sold the antlers I produced to the acquisition station, which benefited each other. Comrade Cheng had not started working yet, so he didn't know about this." The fat man patiently explained to him.

Cheng Lei's cold face covered with a layer of frost: "I just came here because I was aware of this. I have to repay the public funds immediately."

This guy is really serious. Should he come to find fault intently or do things seriously and to pay the debts for the country? The fat man was unsure. There is a big difference between these two, which directly affects the way of handling this matter.

"Comrade Cheng, the retired old webmaster of the acquisition station happened to be here with me. He handled this matter at the beginning. When I find him, everyone will discuss it."

The fat man had no tricks, and now he only had more than 200 yuan, which was not enough to pay back the debt.

As he was talking, the old revolutionary walked back from the chicken farm in Beishan with a small cigarette puddle in his arms: "Fatty, what wild vegetables have you picked? Make some of them tonight and drink two taels."

"Don't worry about drinking first. This is Comrade Cheng, who is a newcomer from the acquisition station. He came for that thousand dollars." The fat man whispered to the old revolutionary.

The old revolutionary quickly stretched out his hands: "Hello Comrade Cheng, I am Sun Hongtao. The acquisition station is a place to train people. If you work hard, young people will have the most promising future."

Cheng Lei also politely shook hands with the old revolutionary: "You are an old senior. I heard your story the day before I went to work."

The fat man felt a little relieved: It seemed that the old revolution could calm the scene. So he arranged: "Let's go, come to my house first, let's chat while drinking."

Cheng Lei suddenly became serious again: "Don't talk about relationships, you must pay back the money you owe to the public, otherwise, our acquisition station has the right to take back all your chicks."

The fat man was so angry: I have been feeding this chick for a winter. Now you finally lay eggs, so you come to pick up cheap things. It seems that you are making trouble, so you are no longer polite:

"Comrade Cheng, this matter was decided before you came, and you have no right to ask about it."

Cheng Lei nodded apologetically to the old revolutionary, and then said to the fat man: "Comrade Huang, the old webmaster who decided on this matter has retired and is now under my jurisdiction. Besides, this matter did not comply with the regulations at the time. Without going through the county's food company, the subordinate acquisition stations have no right to do so."

The fat man looked at the old revolutionary and saw that he kept squeezing his cigarette pipe. It was obvious that Cheng Lei was justified and that the old revolutionary was not in his position, so he couldn't say anything.

"Comrade Huang, we don't have to talk nonsense anymore. You pay back the money immediately and then withdraw the IOU, so we won't be chasing interest at the acquisition station." Cheng Lei pressed step by step.

The old revolutionary finally felt a little disdainful: "Comrade Cheng, can this matter be slowed down for a few days? One thousand yuan is not a small amount. How about asking the fat man to arrange it for a few days?"

"Old webmaster, I'm doing this business. For your sake, I'll come to withdraw money tomorrow."

The old revolutionary was also annoyed: It’s not a day to do it. After all, I decided to do it. I just retired and found out that old debt. How could I do this?

"Comrade Cheng, I will talk to you about the purchase station and talk to your webmaster. Don't worry about this." The old revolutionary decided to take action himself.

"Old webmaster, I am the webmaster of the acquisition station now." Cheng Lei's eyes did not give in at all: "You have been working in revolutionary work all your life, and you should understand that I am also for the sake of the public. I hope you will always understand."

Old Geng narrowed his eyes, and the tobacco pot in his hand hit the soles of his shoes a few times, making a bang. He really wanted to go up and give this guy a pot: this guy is either just a bad intention or just a lie. No matter which one is, it is not good for the development of the acquisition station. The leader of the food company has no head and sends such a young man to be the webmaster?

"Boy, I'm pretending to be arrogant. I'm not bullying people like this, right?" Wang Sanpao rushed to the front with a whisper, pointing the hunting rifle in his hand at Cheng Lei:

"I have beaten wild animals in my life, and I have never beaten anyone. Do you want me to break the rules, right?"

Cheng Lei's expression did not change at all: "Stop blaming me. In the army, I always keep my guns away every day. I'm not here to steal, I'm a revolutionary work. If you point your gun at me again, you will catch you in the commune armed forces department!"

"Uncle San, this matter has nothing to do with everyone. I owe money, so I just want to pay it back." The fat man was really worried that it would be difficult to end. Although Kuoshantun was poor, he could be a big deal. If there was anything, Cheng Lei, a kid, would probably have to lie back even if he came from the army. However, if it turned out to be a violent incident, Kuoshantun's peaceful life would be broken, which was not what the fat man hoped.

"Comrade Huang, I will bring people from the armed forces tomorrow. If I don't pay back the money, I will catch people, and of course I will catch chickens." Cheng Lei glanced around, then walked back to the jeep, opened the door and got in. The jeep roared a few times, and then slowly drove out of Kaoshantun, leaving only a ball of dust, slowly scattered.

"This matter is strange. Fatty, you haven't offended this guy, have you?" Boss Che asked the fat man in a low voice.

"It's the first time I've seen him today." The fat man couldn't understand. Why did Cheng Lei dislike him? Could it be that the new official took office as a three-pointer, or had ulterior motives?

If you can't figure it out, you don't want to. The fat man picked up the vegetable basket on the ground: "Let's go, eat first."

"The debt collectors are all blocking their butts. You kid still have the heart to eat." Captain Li glared at the fat man: "You can't make a joke about this. I think the car he drives is the jeep from the armed forces."

Although Cheng Lei’s arrogance just now was arrogant, he was indeed reasonable, and Captain Li didn’t have any idea. It was not until this time that he came out to take charge: “Fatty, I’ll shout with a loudspeaker in a while and let everyone raise money for you. I don’t believe it anymore. We have more than 100 households, but we can’t raise a thousand dollars.”

The fat man felt warm. He remembered the last time that everyone had raised money for Erzhuzi, but he didn't expect that he would be exposed to him so quickly.

He knew the situation in the village very well. It was the time when the young and yellow were not allowed to accept it. There were two spare money and they spent the same amount of money during the Chinese New Year. The new grain was still early, so there was no money at all. Even though there were a few households with some savings, it was too late now. It was dark when it arrived at the commune, and the credit union had already gotten off work.

The fat man scratched his head and nodded in agreement. He couldn't make money now. Besides, he also had his own little plan: Since he was going to work with his fellow villagers, let's see if he could share the hardships.

Captain Li went straight to the commune, and soon the loudspeaker sounded across Kaoshantun: "Groupes, let's talk about it. The fat man owes more than 1,000 yuan to the acquisition station. Today, they come to ask for the debt. If they can't pay back the money tomorrow, they will catch the chicken and take it away. Who has money at home? Help them, get more, get less."

After broadcasting three times in a row, each household started to rummage boxes and cabinets. Fatty is usually kind and popular. Besides, everyone helps pay for it like Erzhuzi, let alone Fatty, so the big chicken farm is there, and the money will not be lost.

However, most people are powerless and have limited money for activities at home, so you can get as much as you can.

As soon as the loudspeaker rang, the fat man ran home and asked Da Braid to prepare paper and pen. After a while, Wang Sanpao ran in and took out a handful of money in his pocket. The rounded corners were divided into all the time. The fat man counted, 32 yuan, 68 cents.

One after another, many families came to give money, some of which were a few dollars and some of which were a few cents. The fat man simply found a dustpan and put all the money in it. In the end, the dustpan was almost full.

"Uncle Fatty, this is mine." Erfeizi led a group of boys to run in, pinching Maomao money and steel bang in his hands. These were basically what Fatty gave them to New Year's money.

Da Braidi wrote two pieces of paper, and then began to summarize. The fat man checked the money on the other side, and the last pair was exactly 750 yuan.

The fat man smiled and said, "It seems that my popularity index is higher than that of the second pillar." After saying that, he also withdrew his own money, which totaled nearly 1,000 yuan.

The total debts for the Chicken and Big Goose are over 1,066 yuan, and the difference is still nearly twenty yuan.

"It's almost done. If the 20 yuan is not enough, just give him some musk." The fat man breathed a sigh of relief: It's okay, the fellow villagers in Kaoshantun are very good.

"Fat uncle, how much is missing? I still have it!" Qiqi ran up with a small paper box and poured it onto the table. It was full of steel. She counted it herself, and it was more than one piece.

"If it were before, my New Year's money would--" The little girl was obviously a little disappointed, almost saying the wrong thing, but fortunately she stopped her mouth in time.

Big Braid also took out a handkerchief bag from the cabinet, which cost about ten yuan and gave it to the fat man. The fat man picked up the pen and said with a smile: "I will also remember the money for both of you."

"I still have the intention to joke, what do my family still remember?" Big Braida looked at the fat man's smiling fat face, wondering: Why haven't I seen when Brother Huang got on the hot spot? As I thought about it, two red clouds suddenly rose on my face: My family? Who is the family with him, it's so beautiful.

(The number of words in the chapter is adjusted from 2k to 3k)
Chapter completed!