Life in a small village with quiet mountains and quiet waters

Chapter 41 Illusion
Yang Chuanwu looked around him, not knowing what it was like, he knew that everyone knew it, and they all knew it, but no one mentioned it.

Yang Chuanwu didn't want to mention it at first, but it's really impossible not to do it now.

Looking around, Yang Chuanwu finally made a decision.

"Everyone is a fellow countryman, and they are all grasshoppers on a rope. They can't escape and can't get rid of anyone. I also understand this matter. Let's do this. We will call all the gentlemen who are in charge of the house later. Whatever it turned out to be, it should be returned to each family according to what it was.

Of course, this is just our private agreement. If someone from above comes to check something, we still say that this land is collectively owned and belongs to the entire six teams.

What do you think? "

Yang Chuanwu clarified his words, and then scanned the surroundings with his eyes.

No one spoke, and the old people were all thinking about it.

"Still hesitating? If you hesitate any longer, the family will starve to death. Haven't you had enough winter? If there were no Siwei brothers, how many of us, including the children, would die when the summer food comes out? Don't you have any idea?"

Yang Chuanwu said indifferently, at first he thought it was difficult to say, but after he said it, he felt the same, not only it was nothing but a big stone in his heart fell to the ground.

At this time, Liu Fulin opened his mouth and was the first to support Yang Chuanwu: "Chuanwu is right. It is reasonable for each family to take back their own land. The land of each family was reclaimed by the ancestors, and now they are combined. What’s the matter, as long as everyone can eat and drink enough, it’s all right, the current appearance of the village is really not suitable for concentration, I support it.”

"I also support it! If the time is wasted like this, my grandson will become thin and bone-like. The sooner the land is divided, the faster each family can get busy..."

"Isn't it a bit inappropriate to divide according to the past? Some families have a large population but didn't have much land before, and some families have a small population but relatively more land."

An old man raised a question.

This is also reasonable, maybe this old man didn't have much land in the first place.

It has not been many years since the founding of the People's Republic of China. In the past, many people in Shimo Village made a living outside. For example, Liu Fulin's family used to do small businesses outside, so his family didn't have much land in the village. The grandpa and grandson only have more than two cents of land, and the food they grow is not enough to last for a year.

"It is not appropriate to divide by head."

Another old man retorted. There is only such a small amount of land in the village. It can be said that every cent is allocated by the ancestors. We have come down from such generations, and we are more or less blood related, but relatives belong to relatives. If you want to share No one would be happy with the land left by their ancestors.

Yang Chuanwu saw that everyone was arguing again because of this, so he said: "It's agreed that whoever owns it, those who have less land can go hunting together, and the Siwei brothers can do it, why can't we do it.

But at the beginning, there must be a transitional time, and it cannot be said to be divided immediately. In this case, there must be some families who cannot get food. They are all from the same village, and they are all relatives. No one wants to see someone from another family starve to death, right? "

Yang Chuanwu talked again for about half an hour.

You come and talk with me here, there is no way not to talk, it is related to the interests of each family, no one can rest assured if you don’t explain it clearly, right?

Fortunately, everyone understands that if this matter is not done, it will be impossible, so although there are disputes and quarrels, an agreement was reached in the end.

"Then do this!"

"Okay, let's do that."

"I looked right."

"That's it, Brother Siwei, there is one more thing to trouble you." Seeing that everyone agreed, Yang Chuanwu said something to Gu Siwei.

Gu Siwei was watching the fun, and never thought that Yang Chuanwu would mention himself.

He now has a sense of absurdity in his heart, because this is different from what he learned in books. Wasn't that village the first to do this?Why is the group of people in Shimo Village starting to divide the land at this time?Did you come by yourself to change the eyes of these guys?
Impossible, I didn't let them divide the land, and I didn't tell them what to do in the future.

Hearing Yang Chuanwu's words, Gu Siwei came back to his senses.

"And my business?" Gu Siwei was a little strange: "I have no land to divide, so it's none of my business?"

Yang Chuanwu said with a smile: "The land has nothing to do with you, but you still need your help in this matter."

"What are you busy with?"

Gu Siwei didn't think of anything he could do to help, he couldn't use a ruler to divide the land, he believed that every old farmer here was better at this than Gu Siwei.

Liu Fulin said with a smile: "Please help everyone to make a contract, and everyone will put their fingerprints on it, so that no one will be able to escape."

Looking at Liu Fulin's appearance, Gu Siwei felt that the old man's smile was too wicked.

"None of you can write?" Gu Siwei really didn't want to interfere with this matter. If anything happened, who knew that he, who drafted the document, would be able to run away?

But think about it, if something really happened to this shit, the entire six teams would probably be ruined, and it seemed impossible for him to be spared.

Thinking about it this way, I felt a lot more at ease.

Anyway, if you stretch your head out, it's also a knife if you retract your head. Sooner or later, you will have to suffer this knife. Worrying is useless, so don't worry at all.

"No problem, but I don't know how to write it," Gu Siwei said.

"It's okay, I said you write, third master, please help me get out the pen and ink." Yang Chuanwu said to his uncle who was a few years younger than him.

"I can't use a brush, do you have a fountain pen or a ballpoint pen?"

"Pen, I don't have a brush here either," Yang Chuanwu said.

Gu Siwei thought that most of the writing brushes in this era were actually like this in the villages outside, but there were too many illiterates in Shimo Village. A few people were scanned, and those who could really write their own names were estimated to be around ten.

Yang Chuanwu is quite literate, but to get a newspaper, [-]% has to rely on ignorance. Think about the literacy rate in the village.

Soon the pen and a piece of gray paper were in Gu Siwei's hands.

Gu Siwei found a stool and spread out the paper, removed the cap of the pen, first scratched the paper, and tried how the pen came out.

The pen is very rough, the water flow is not smooth at all, and the nib makes a rustling sound when it slides on the paper, which makes people feel a little hairy.

After shaking it twice, the pen became smoother, but it was not smooth for a while, and I had to shake it twice again.

Fortunately, Yang Chuanwu has no literary talents, and he doesn't have the ability to write a long-distance contract. It is nothing more than the whole village's decision to return the land in the village to the heads of each family.

There are only about a hundred words in total, and Gu Siwei can be regarded as a coherent one.

"Good word!"

Waiting for Gu Siwei to finish writing, Yang Chuanwu immediately praised it.

Gu Siwei's pen writing is good. Many people in later generations forget to write when they pick up a pen, but Gu Siwei does not have this problem. His pen writing is very good.

I learned calligraphy from Tian Yingzhang's running script, and I learned a fur, which is just similar in shape, and it looks very comfortable just like that.

Such a word is nothing in front of everyone, but in the eyes of people like Yang Chuanwu, it is naturally shocking.

As soon as they heard the good words, everyone gathered around, and after seeing the words, they praised Gu Siwei fiercely.

This exaggeration made the old thick-skinned Gu Siwei a little embarrassed.

"Okay, my work is done, I still have to leave beforehand." Gu Siwei felt his face was a little hot, and he felt embarrassed and prepared to leave.

"Don't go yet, you have pressed your handprint," Yang Chuanwu said, and handed over an opened box of red ink pad.

Gu Siwei was a little dumbfounded: "What fingerprint did I press indiscriminately?"

"You have to do it regardless. You are a villager, and now you are the head of the family. If you don't do it, it will be one less household?" Yang Chuanwu said.

Gu Siwei didn't know what to say, but after thinking about it, he quickly pressed his thumb on the ink pad, and then left his handprint on the paper.

After pressing, I rubbed the red ink pad on my finger.

"Is this going to work?"

"Okay, you are the first one." Yang Chuanwu said and pressed his fingerprints on it.

It's okay, Gu Siwei was about to leave. When he arrived at the door of Yang Chuanwu's house, Gu Siwei remembered something and turned to ask everyone.

"Who has a saw, that kind of big saw, not a small one," Gu Siwei said.

Going to get some trees to build a house, Gu Siwei came out with an axe, only to have an axe is not enough, you must have at least a saw, and an ink line or something, otherwise, with my own level, I guess I want to chop A fitting straight groove is a bit more difficult.

"There are many saws in the village, do you want to use them?"

Guo Xiangping said.

"A saw that can saw large pieces of wood can't do if it's too small," Gu Siwei said while gesticulating.

Guo Xiangping smiled and said, "What's so difficult about it, you're going to use me to find it for you now, but it hasn't been used for a long time, so you probably have to choose it."

"That's fine, thank you."

When Gu Siwei heard that there was a saw, it was a good thing, so that he would not have to think of other tricks.

Guo Xiangping stood up as he spoke, and motioned for Gu Siwei to go get it with him.

I followed Guo Xiangping to his house and saw him find a saw from a dilapidated house, to be precise, it was a ring saw.

(End of this chapter)