dream village

When he got home, Zhang Tao gave the snake meat to his mother.Although Chunhua got the good news early, when she saw the dozens of catties of snake meat she got by accident, her eyes lit up with joy and she was amazed.

Then she started nagging, pointing fingers and saying that this one should send some snake meat over, and that one should be invited to have a meal.Good guy!She made a rough calculation, and even counted more than 20 people who should be given snake meat, and more than a dozen people should be invited to dinner.

At first she was very happy, but after counting, her brows frowned.why?Not enough snake meat?If you divide this, you may end up guilty of that.This matter cannot be hidden, and country people, especially women, like to spread this matter the most. Those who get the meat will show off everywhere, and those who don't get the meat will also spread their resentment and dissatisfaction everywhere.

Zhang Tao, who was listening on the sidelines, felt a little regretful. He shouldn’t have brought this snake meat home. Just like his uncle, he ate it all at Gengen’s house, so as to save his mother from being so distressed, and the family would lose some oil in vain. Needless to say, salty meals, no matter how thoughtful my mother is, it is impossible to satisfy everyone.

"Mom, I went to the front to harvest the grain." After a pause, Zhang Tao added, "Mom, you have to think about Aunt Lanhua and Xiaofugui's family. In addition, you have to leave a share for me to give to Sister Gaotangtao , I often take their cheap cars, and I should remember them when there are good things.” After speaking, before his mother could answer, he fled to the front.He felt that this troublesome matter of snake meat would be left to his mother to have a headache, and he didn't want to get involved.

In such a scorching sun, the millet should be ready for storage after more than a day of exposure.Zhang Tao, who came to the front, gave an order and organized everyone to start harvesting.

Before the millet goes into the warehouse, there is the last important work to be done, which is to pass the windmill to blow off the wool and shriveled grains in the millet, that is, the grain that is not full.This windmill seems simple, but in fact it has certain skills. The speed must be moderate, neither too fast nor too slow, otherwise the strong grains may be blown, or the shriveled grains may be left behind.Of course, only Zhang Tao is responsible for this matter.

Zhang Tao adjusted everything on Heping while turning the windmill.Stick Lao used a gear (a farm tool for harvesting grain) to drive the grain into a pile.Maomao then used the broom behind the stick to clean up the missed grains.The loach uses a dustpan to fill the millet and pours it to the top of the windmill.The fat man and the fierce man were responsible for carrying the millet blown by the windmill home basket by basket and into the warehouse.

When the work was almost finished, Huzi, Houzi, Longgu and some other young people in the village came over angrily.

"Brother Tao, the old village chief is not here, and the village grain harvesting team is here to do something wrong, so you have to come forward and say something?" Huzi said loudly.

"What should I say? Should I reason with them? They say they are involuntary and follow the spirit of the instructions above. Besides, their theories are one set of policies and laws. Who will talk to them?" Reasonable people will be stunned by these theories." Zhang Tao replied without raising his head.

"Then we have to do something! Are they allowed to exploit the common people and do all kinds of evil?" Hu Zi muttered angrily.

"That's fine, I'll take you to beat them with pickaxes and poles right now! We can beat them down in a matter of minutes for these reckless guys."

Speaking of this, Zhang Tao stopped, looked at the group of angry young people in the village with disdain, and then said: "What should we do after the beating is over? Should we go to another country to seek refuge, or should we obediently surrender ourselves? The incident in the coal mine last few days was justified by us, and I subdued the director of the Communist Party of China. But now we are going to make an incident. If it is big, it is bigger than the sky, it is the direct party and the government Confrontation. The collection of imperial grain, national tax and family planning are done like this all over the country. They are two high-voltage lines of the government. No one who touches them can get good results. Do you think we are worth committing such a fool? I don’t want to go there Worrying that I can't help but start my hands, not only will it not help, but it will hurt my family and fellow villagers." When Zhang Tao said this, he was gasping for breath, and there were blue veins on his forehead, obviously his whole body Suffering from unparalleled anger and pain.

Zhang Tao's words immediately made Huzi and his group wilt like eggplants beaten by Shuang.They either sighed at the side, or stared into the distance, or bowed their heads in deep thought.The atmosphere on Heping was sad and dull.Maybe they are all silently looking forward to a big fire, but they are willing to be the firewood that has been baked long ago, and burn this mountain and even the world to a prosperous and clean.

Affected by this atmosphere, Mengzi and the others also stopped fighting, thinking about this matter that seemed to be out of reach for them, but also seemed to be closely related.

"What's the situation in Chunfeng's house?" Mr. Gun asked, suppressing his inner resentment.

Monkey said sadly, "It is no exaggeration to describe the situation of his family as miserable. I am disabled and cannot do heavy physical work. My wife ran away with others. There are two old children, four children, and two children at home." A mouth that can open its mouth to eat. Usually there are meals at home, and it is only through the donations of the villagers. If you don’t go to his house to see, anyone who sees it will cry. How can they have any surplus food? How about handing over the money? What they need is relief! But the bandits and robbers in the village managed to do this, and despite the howling and begging of Chunfeng's family, they insisted on robbing every grain of the family. Not even a few chickens and ducks will be spared."

"Why are you so ruthless? Isn't this a group of wolves? How is it different from the white bandits in the past?" Mengzi said angrily.

"This family is so miserable, they still hate drugs so much, it's really inhumane!" Maomao also sighed.Others have expressed their own sympathy or anger.

"How much does his family owe?" Elder Gun asked again.

"It's about three years of payment, and it's about 1000 yuan for miscellaneous things and disturbances." Huzi replied. "What about the other one?" asked the fat man.

"You are talking about Hong Nian, right? He is also an unlucky ghost. After giving birth to two girls, he wanted to have another boy. After hiding for nearly a year, he gave birth to the third child a few days ago. It was still a girl. The whole family Before he got out of his troubles, these bandits came, and they wanted a fine of 1 yuan." said Long Gu, who was in the same bay with Hong Nian.

Before Long Gu finished speaking, Niach whispered beside him, "Is it different to have children? Why is it so difficult to change this concept?"

What Nixiu said immediately attracted the attention of Huzi and his group of young people from the countryside. Although they couldn't say anything, their censure and dissatisfaction were clearly revealed in their eyes.

Zhang Tao sarcastically said mercilessly, "That's in your city. Anyway, the drought and flood guarantee the income, and the salary is paid every month, and the country supports it. How can the countrymen not give birth to a boy? The matter of passing on the family and continuing the incense is put aside. , Who will do the heavy farm work? Who will take care of them when they are old? Rely on the government? If so, then the daughter has to be promising, and the daughter has to find a good son-in-law, otherwise, what hope can there be?"

After a pause, he continued to express his dissatisfaction, "I really don't know what the ruling authorities think. The family planning policy is important, but it is not as overwhelming as they say, it is more important than life! What is the main job of the government? That is to collect grain, collect taxes, arrest circumcision, put on rings, induce abortion and impose fines. These two things are all vetoed by one vote, and they are closely related to their political achievements and hats. It is all related to money and linked to their own income, so they devote almost all their energy to doing this. As for developing the economy, doing practical things for the people, and solving specific difficulties, these things have long been left to Java.

"In my opinion, this matter may be that the executors below misunderstood or misinterpreted the policies above, and used them as a springboard for pursuing political achievements and a means of making money. The methods were simple, rude, and even cruel. .Sometimes they deliberately let you pass the birth. Once you passed the birth, a large group of people will rush to your house like Japanese devils. A huge fine will be thrown at your house, and you will be scared to death , because this is an amount that my whole family can't earn in a lifetime! They don't care about these things. If they don't have money, they will run the house, demolish the house, and arrest people until you have enough money."

"Wow! It's still so shocking!" Fatty exclaimed.

Huzi continued: "You can see how cruel and outrageous this is by listening to those family planning propaganda slogans. It won't work for 3 minutes, and then the tornado won't work..."