Chapter 96: The veteran takes action

In the morning, the sun still rose from the east, and the light shone on the Koshantun, and every household was busy. The old and the young went together, and the little kids selected wild vegetables, put them together in the same length, and the women were busy drying vegetables.

Every household yard has ropes and ferns hanging on it, like a small flag. The curtains of all sizes are placed on the roof of the warehouse, with vegetarian vegetables sprinkled on it.

Thanks to the fact that every family has long curtains made of sorghum stalks, otherwise there would be no place to dry them. Some old men and women sharpen guns and use sorghum stalks to penetrate the curtains, and they are busy working hard.

After breakfast, the army of picking wild vegetables set off. Today, they basically became men. They also needed one person to cook and dry vegetables at home. Although the fat man also wanted to go up the mountain to stroll around, he guessed that Cheng Lei would definitely come, so he was still waiting at home for the rabbit.

Near noon, a Liberation Car drove into Kaoshantun. There were a row of militias standing on the truck's bucket, and behind them were chicken cages, which seemed to be serious.

Cheng Lei jumped out of the car with a gloomy face, and the armed minister walked out of the car door. Finally, a half-big old man like a farmer came out of the car, and a rich rural atmosphere was revealed on his body.

"Uncle Cheng is here again." A crisp voice suddenly floated over, and Cheng Lei couldn't help but shook his whole body. He saw a little girl jumping towards him with her schoolbag on her back. It was yesterday's "bee girl".

Seeing that there were no guards with guns beside Qiqi, Cheng Lei was relieved. Qiqi walked up to them, raised her face and looked around, and finally fell on the old man: "Aren't you going to catch Weiwei's old man?"

Secretary Ma laughed twice, stretched out his rough big hand, and patted Qiqi's little head: "The little girl has such a good memory. Did the little tiger give it to the zoo?"

Qiqi blinked her big eyes: "The little tiger ran back to the mountain, and the uncle in the zoo caught two wild boars raised by the fat uncle."

"Yes, it's more dangerous to keep wild animals at home. Let's go, take grandpa to your house." Secretary Ma took Qiqi's little hand and left.

"Secretary Ma, the chicken farm--" Cheng Lei was a little impatient.

"What are you busy with? The little chicken can't run away." Secretary Ma said without looking back, bent down and picked up Qiqi.

After walking a few steps, he saw Mr. Li Wu walking out with his hands behind his back. Secretary Ma put Qiqi underground, then stepped forward and talked to Mr. Li Wu: "Brother, is your body still hard?"

"You are from that place, and you look a little familiar. I am a little confused when I am old and don't recognize others." Mr. Li Wu said happily.

"I am an old horse from the commune. How about it? The earth has been planted. Is the soil moisture good?" Secretary Ma Zhanshan's rules, visiting fellow villagers first when he went to the countryside.

"It's still good. It was snowing heavily last winter, and it rained again in spring. It was probably another good year." Mr. Li Wu said, looking at the people behind Secretary Ma, and finally recognized Cheng Lei. His face changed immediately. He grabbed the awl in his hand hard. As soon as he heard the movement of the car, he searched the guy out.

"Okay, my brother has been in a good time and will definitely live another ten or eight years."

As he was talking, Captain Li and Fatty came over together. Seeing that the top leader of the commune had actually arrived in person, the Fatty felt secretly glad: Thanks to the early move yesterday.

Captain Li called out Secretary Ma, and Ma Zhanshan looked serious and began to scold people: "Old Li, what's wrong with you, you don't farm well? If you don't have a good farming, there are people who raise so many chickens, ducks and geese, you don't care!"

Looking at Ma Zhanshan, who was completely different from the moment, Li Wu finally remembered that this was the top leader of the commune.

Ma Zhanshan was enthusiastic about the old farmer, but was extremely strict with the little boss below. His eyes were glaring, which was really scary.

After a while, Ma Zhanshan's tone gradually calmed down: "Old Li, our country has implemented a family contract responsibility system, which is a great thing for farmers. You can't be high-profile, especially if you are the one who takes the lead, you must take the rudder." After that, he patted Captain Li twice on the shoulder.

The fat man on the side touched the back of his head and had a new understanding of Secretary Ma. To be honest, when he met for the first time during the yangge dance, the fat man was quite disgusted with Secretary Ma Zhanshan and classified him as the local emperor.

But now it seems that this person is not bad, with the simplicity of a farmer, because of the limitations of knowledge and vision, the problem is not long-term. Also, who has the vision of a fat man who has been there since thirty years?

Thinking of this, the fat man's mentality became calm and he leaned over and said, "Secretary Ma, you are here. This is actually a misunderstanding. Whether it is a chicken farm or a deer farm, they are all public property in the team, not my own."

"The team? This is almost the same. If everyone benefits from collective things, it is not considered capitalist private ownership." Secretary Ma muttered, and then turned to Cheng Lei.

Yesterday, after Cheng Lei and his friends returned, they made a turtle and sucked their stomachs. After a few people concluded that so many capitalist tails were a big deal, so they reported it to Ma Zhanshan.

Ma Zhanshan acted decisively and felt that this kind of private property could not be called a private property, so he came to catch this matter in person. Now, when he heard that the chicken farms were all from the team, he made a conspiracy in his heart.

Cheng Lei naturally couldn't retreat at the last minute: "Comrade Huang, Secretary Ma is here, you should know the consequences of lying."

Captain Li, who had not said anything for a long time, took out a roll of kraft paper, unfolded it with the fat man, and placed it in front of Ma Zhanshan. Secretary Ma frowned and looked for a long time, then turned to Cheng Lei: "Xiao Cheng, what are you doing!"

When Cheng Lei saw this posture, his forehead was a little sweaty, so he hurried over to watch it, and saw bright red handprints on it, making his eyes blurred.

After all, he was born in the army, so he quickly calmed down. He looked at it from beginning to end and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Secretary Ma, this date is still yesterday, which proves that before yesterday, the chicken farm and the deer farm were still Huang Liang's private property."

"No matter when it is, it's in the team now. Xiao Huang realizes his mistakes and corrects them in time. He is a good comrade. He can't beat people to death with just one quarrel. Xiao Cheng, you are doing this thing too hastily. It's a good thing for young people to have momentum, but you can't go too far." What Ma Zhanshan values ​​most is the interests of the farmers, so he did not blame him and instead educated Cheng Lei in public.

Cheng Lei's face turned pale, and he felt regretful: "I am really a villain. I have to exasperate my anger for the platoon leader, but it turned out to be a slut. I guess if the platoon leader knew about this, he would have to deal with it..."

When the fat man saw that the clouds were scattered, his heart was brighter than the blue sky: "Secretary Ma, it is not easy for you to come to Kuangshantun. Let's eat here at noon, just eat plain food and plenty."

Ma Zhanshan laughed: "I want to eat here, but there are so many people behind me. I'm afraid that Xiao Huang will be poor, and the commune will have to give you relief food."

The fat man originally wanted to keep him for dinner and talk about contracting Daqingshan. Now it seems that it won’t work, so he has to find an opportunity in the future.

Ma Zhanshan shook hands with Captain Li, and then walked to Master Li Wu: "Old man, I'm leaving. When will I go to the commune in the future? Let's have a good time when we come to my house."

Master Li Wu smiled so much that his face was full of pleats, and he stretched out his thumb and shook it hard: "Secretary Old Ma, you are this!"

With a clang, the big awl in his hand fell to the ground, and the big horse hoof needle in front was pierced into the ground.

"Brother, you can also do some work." Ma Zhanshan thought that Master Li Wu was holding an awl, and thought it was a sole.

However, several small eyes appeared in Cheng Lei's mind on the bag in the car, and he finally found the main leader. No wonder the Eighth Route Army won the battle, but it was different with the support of his fellow villagers.

Just as Ma Zhanshan and others were about to get on the bus, they saw a bicycle flying in the distance. An old man in the bus had his legs like a windmill, and the wheels didn't fly.

After riding to the Great Liberation, he couldn't get through. The old man jumped out of the car, threw his bicycle into the ditch, and ran over.

When the fat man saw that it was an old revolutionary, he hurriedly met him: "What are you doing? I have been concerned about these two days."

The old revolutionary's sharp little eyes swept, and saw Ma Zhanshan: "Old Ma, come and join in the fun too. I promised to borrow the money from Fatty, and I should settle the score with me!"

When Ma Zhanshan saw his anxious and red face, he couldn't help but laugh: "Old Sun, you are really a monkey. Look, you are so anxious that you will be transferred to the brigade and settle the accounts together after the autumn."

The old revolutionary was stunned for a moment, then came up and patted Ma Zhanshan's shoulder twice: "You old boy!"

Then he turned to Cheng Lei: "Webmaster Cheng, yesterday I went to the county to find Manager Zhang of the food company and told you the truth. You are young and energetic, and you lack training in business. I guess you will go to the grassroots level for two years this time. Mr. Cheng, I tell you that you are not wronged at all. Remember this sentence, do revolutionary work, don't mix yourself with your own selfishness."

The old revolutionary's words were a bit shady, but there was no sarcasm at all. They were completely an attitude of an elder caring for his younger generations.

Cheng Lei hung his head, feeling really uncomfortable. He regretted not being loyal, but he didn't sell regret medicine. This time the lesson was enough for him to keep in mind for the rest of his life.

Watching the Great Liberation slowly leave Kaoshantun, the fat man felt a lot of emotion. The storm has temporarily subsided, but it made the fat man recognize many people. The overall feeling he gave him was: this is indeed a simple era, and many things can be put on the surface, even including criticism and struggle.

"Fatty, I haven't had a good meal after running for several days. You sneaked home and cooked for us. I don't have to do anything else. I just want to try your skills in making wild vegetables."

The old revolutionary was full of energy, as if he was rejuvenated, shouting the fat man to cook with his throat. Captain Li also nodded: "Fat man, you can't escape this meal."

The fat man laughed: "Let's go, everyone comes to my house, I don't believe that you can make me poor, I'll have a bag of money!" After that, he patted his schoolbag with money on his waist.

"Uncle Fat, that's not all your money, I have my share!" Qiqi began to ask the fat man for the account.

"Even if this money is a share of Daqingshan Co., Ltd., it is probably far from it." The fat man clamped his schoolbag tightly into his armpit.

Qiqi turned her eyes and said, "Then I am also a shareholder, hehe, don't forget to give me dividends at the end of the year." After all, the little guy knows a lot.

The fat man touched her little head and praised her: "Little money lover."

At night, Wang Sanpao and Boss Che came to Fatty's house. When they heard that the matter was resolved successfully, they were all happy for Fatty. This happiness inevitably required two cups. In the end, except for Lao Jieming who drank two taels, everyone else had more than one pound.

Taking advantage of the wine, the fat man said to Wang Sanpao: "Uncle San, I will also go into the mountain tomorrow and thoroughly investigate Daqingshan. We need to carry out contracting, but we can't do a loss-making business."
Chapter completed!