1983: From Land Sharing to Household Ownership

Wang Qiang walked into the small courtyard and closed the courtyard door. The three girls heard the big movement from the village, and when they saw their brother returning home, they hurried out of the main room.

"Brother, I seem to hear someone in the village crying, and it's quite sad."

"Yeah, we're all worried about you!"

"Brother, just come back."...

Their expressions were a little uneasy, and when they saw their brother coming back, they were relieved, obviously they were a little scared before.

"Well, someone in the village should have an accident."

Wang Qiang said as usual, "Don't worry about it, you've been tired all day, go to rest, go to bed early, and you have to get up early to do things tomorrow."

"Oh."……

The three agreed, and then returned to the room very obediently, closing the door to rest.

Wang Qiang poured the big fish from the big wooden barrel into the small pond. Then, he took a shower and took an oil lamp. He walked into his room, turned off the oil lamp, and went to bed and fell asleep.

Today, he was very tired. Although he recovered his energy after the skill upgrade, the exhaustion in his heart was unavoidable.

Lying on the bed, he thought a lot quietly, and before he knew it, he fell asleep.

...

"Brother! Get up, the village is really dead!"

Wan Jun got up very early today, took her two younger sisters to make breakfast, and was about to wake up her brother, but suddenly heard the sound of mourning and music in the village, and she didn't know that someone in the village had died.

She hurried over to wake Wang Qiang.

This girl is a little anxious, and it is understandable.

Because from the time the farm was distributed to the household, whether you admit it or not, their family is already a veritable Jiangbei villager.

It used to be before, but now there are dead people in the village, and because of reason, they should all go to the feast.

In the past three years, I have never experienced this kind of thing at all, and I don't know what to do.

Go to dinner?

Over the years, my family and the villagers have no friendship at all, and it would be awkward to go there.

not going?

It doesn't seem to make sense.

"Dead?"

After a while, Wang Qiang opened the door and said indifferently, "Wanjun, don't worry about it, I'll go check it out later. If an old man in the village dies, we'll go to three incense sticks and have a feast. You don't have to."

"In the future, the relationship between our family and the people in the village will remain as usual. In general, try not to contact them as much as possible to avoid embarrassment for everyone."

"But if the dead person is a short-lived ghost, don't get involved, so as to avoid bad luck."

What he said is what everyone is doing now.

The customs and habits of this tea city, if they are short-lived ghosts, everyone is afraid of it, and at most they will hand over some money.

As for the feast of incense, the vast majority of people will not go.

Everyone is afraid of bad luck, except for those close relatives of the dead, it is impossible to bite the bullet.

Wang Qiang and his family are not related to the whole village. They have no friendship with other villagers in the village. They were basically strangers in the past.

Wang Qiang knew that since the division of the land into the household, his family was truly settled in Jiangbei Village, and seeing those villagers looking up and not looking down, there will be many things that cannot be avoided in the future.

For the villagers of Jiangbei Village, they don't want to pay attention to the Guifei Ideal Association, but it's not good to make trouble with each other.

In the future, of course, he will not kidnap the people in the village and morality.

Wang Qiang wouldn't go to other people's houses in the village for a drink or something, and he wouldn't let his sister and the others go.

Some things can be let go without saying let go.

But he wanted to go to the scene today to see it, and it could be regarded as an end to some obsessions in the memory of later generations.

"Well, brother, you can arrange it."

Wan Jun nodded frequently when he heard this, and then felt relieved.

Half an hour later, Wang Qiang Shi Shiran walked out of the house, walking unhurriedly in the direction of the sound of mourning music.

About ten minutes later, he arrived at the site of the incident, which was undoubtedly Lin Gaoxian's house.

Many villagers have gathered here, but not many people are actively helping. After everyone took some money, most people hid far away and just watched the excitement nearby.

The dead brothers Lin Gaoxian and Lin Junxian were only in their early twenties and were real short-lived ghosts.

Short-lived ghosts, in the countryside, are definitely despised by people.

Moreover, the cause of death of the two of them is too bizarre, and no one will believe it when they say it.

Such a mysterious thing, normal people will not get involved.

Everyone in the village knows that, therefore, the place to register the money is also built on the side of the gate of Lin Gaoxian's house, which is very sympathetic, so as not to be embarrassed by everyone.

Wang Qiang went straight to the place where the money was registered and collected, and handed the money wrapped in a piece of straw paper to the person in charge of the registration.

"Haha! You little guy is here too?"

The person responsible for registering the money is none other than the old village chief.

He is a literate person, a high school graduate several decades ago, and he is arrogant.

The person next to him was in charge of receiving the gift. He opened the straw paper and sang, "Wang Qiang's family, two cents!"

Jiangbei Village's rules from 20 years ago to the present, except for close relatives and family members, every family is two cents for weddings and weddings. Of course Wang Qiang will not make specializations, just follow the flow.

"Well, that's fine."

The old village chief said with great relief, "Wang Qiang, everyone has made mistakes in your family's situation in the past, so don't mention the past."

"Now, your family is from Jiangbei Village. In the future, don't treat yourself as an outsider. If you have difficulties, help each other. It should be."

He thinks that this little guy has just been assigned the field and sent a gift, obviously he has truly regarded himself as a villager.

In any case, this is the starting point for the relaxation of the relationship between Wang Qiang's family and the villagers, and it has the credit of the village committee.

"Wang Qiang, this time, the brothers of the Lin family died in the village. They were not very glorious at a young age. Your family are all children. It is not auspicious to come to dinner. Don't come this time."

The old village chief was afraid that Wang Qiang was too young to understand the stakes, so he spoke out in a low voice so that he would not know the importance.

"I see, thank you village chief."

Wang Qiang said calmly, "Then I'll go back first, and my family must hurry up to open up wasteland, so as not to miss the farming season in the spring of next year."

"Well, let's go."

The old village chief smiled and waved his hand: "hard work can make you rich, I believe your family will be better in the future."

Seeing Wang Qiang leaving, the old village chief's eyes were very relieved.

He insisted on dividing the land for Wang Qiang's family, which was the right thing to do. He had truly achieved absolute fairness in his life.

No amount of money can buy such prestige.

Not only him, but even the villagers who had just seen Wang Qiang handing over some money, were discussing each and every one of them, looking at Wang Qiang's back with a little closer in their eyes.

To put it bluntly, there is a relationship of interests between people.

There are very few really bad and good people, at least, there are no such people in Jiangbei Village.

There are no permanent enemies, only permanent interests, and this is the truth.

It is the same between countries and between people.

...

"What? Those who died were the two big bad guys, Lin Gaoxian and Lin Junxian?"

Wang Qiang just returned home and explained the situation to Wanjun and the others, and Wanjun was surprised.

"Great! Those two guys are the ones who bully my brother the most!"

"Good death! This bastard is dead, and I want to set off firecrackers to celebrate."

The twin sisters were full of joy and jumped up from the ground excitedly.

"You girls, just talk about it at home, don't say such things to outsiders!"

Wang Qiang's face turned dark, and he immediately warned,

"Well, we're not stupid, of course we won't go out and talk about it!"

"Brother, we won't go outside and talk nonsense."

"Brother, I know the severity."

The three hurriedly swore to assure.

Having said that, there are two major disasters in the village, and everyone is very happy.

Especially Wang Qiang, he felt that he suddenly became refreshed, and his spirit seemed to have wiped off a layer of dust and became much more transparent.

After a while, the four brothers and sisters happily took the farm tools and went out of the house to carry out the work of reclamation.