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Chapter 100 Who do you think will be the vice-captain? (Please subscribe)
Two hundred kilograms of wheat yielded one hundred and twenty kilograms of flour, and the remaining wheat bran was not wasted. It was packed and put into sacks and kept to feed the chickens and ducks.

With their hard work and wisdom, farmers make the most of almost everything!

Each family weighed two kilograms, and everyone lined up to take the flour home. That night, the sky above Ermajia Village was filled with the scent of wheat.

Zhang Ziyi and Cao Chungui drove a carriage, pulled 500 kilograms of soybeans, and went to Jijia Oil Mill to squeeze the oil. They produced 70 kilograms of soybean oil. Each household was given a large bowl. With this little thing, from the beginning of the year Eat until the end of the year.

The remaining four hundred kilograms of soybean meal was not wasted. It was all brought back and stored in the warehouse as concentrate feed for the wild horses that foaled in the spring.

"Here comes the big steamed bun!"

Li Xiuzhi steamed a pot full of steamed buns with the baking powder given by Sun Jianping. Xiao Xingwen ate several buns in a row until his belly was round. He lay on the kang and groaned, asking his mother to rub it for him.

Eat too much and feel uncomfortable!

Sun Jianping sat cross-legged at the kang table, picked up his brush and wrote couplets for the villagers.

Just like in the market, he also wrote some poems by great people. Xiao Wuyue sat aside obediently, tilting her head to watch him write.

"Mom, the words written by my brother are so beautiful!" After writing a couplet, the little girl picked it up and admired it for a long time. While rubbing her gluttonous son's belly, Li Xiuzhi pointed to a word and asked her daughter, "What does this read?"

"Uh..." The little girl stared at the word for a long time and then shouted confidently, "I don't know it!"

"Hey, it's embarrassing. You're so old and you can't read. You have to learn culture from your brother. Look at your brother who can write so many words. You can only pretend to be blind..."

"I also want to learn to write from my brother!" The little girl jumped off the kang, got a piece of straw, peeled off the outer skin and dipped it in ink, pulled out a piece of red paper, turned it over, and scribbled on it.

"Come Yueyue, my brother will teach you how to write. This is how you hold the brush..."

The door opened, bringing in a chilly air. Zhang Ziyi waved to Sun Jianping, "Jianping, stop writing that stuff. Let's go to the team headquarters for a meeting!"

"What kind of meeting are you having?" Sun Jianping put down his brush, but Xiao Yueyue grabbed it and daubed it on the paper twice.

"Don't worry about it, hurry up!"

Sun Jianping put on his shoes and pulled on his cotton coat. Li Xiuzhi grabbed a woolen hat from the kang and threw it to him, "Jianping, if you look at your elder brother and tell him to come back early, if he dares to go to other people's houses to play poker, I won't do it." Knock his legs off!”

"Yes, I understand, sister-in-law!"

Sun Jianping followed Zhang Ziyi and hurried out the door.

It's snowing again, and fine snowflakes are falling from the sky like sieves. Under the gloomy night sky, the orange light of oil lamps shines through the windows of every house, and the snow on the houses and walls is dyed. A light layer of orange.

If Wang Yuzhu came at this time, she would definitely draw this beautiful scene in the snow. If Sun Jianping got interested, he might even add a line of "Snow is falling on the mountain, and there is no smoke when the beacon fire is cut off", but he was not in the mood now. !

"Uncle, what's going on?" Sun Jianping followed Comrade Lao Zhang's footsteps and asked curiously.

"You'll know when the time comes!" Comrade Lao Zhang smiled mysteriously and refused to reveal the truth.

The team headquarters was already crowded, and the boss's pig head was stewed in the pot. Xu Jinshan and others were squatting under the stove with big bowls in their hands, sipping pickled cabbage and pig bone soup. Seeing Sun Jianping come in, they hurriedly called Wang Liansheng to serve it to him. Serve a bowl.

"Jianping is here!" Lao Cao was sitting cross-legged on the kang, chatting with the captain Yu Changhai who was sitting on the kang. When he saw Sun Jianping coming in covered with wind and snow, he grabbed a broom and patted the snow on his shoulders. "Then let's have a meeting!"

"Uncle, what's the meeting?" Sun Jianping pulled up a wooden bench and sat on the edge of the kang, drinking the sour and fragrant pickled cabbage soup and listening to Comrade Cao's chatter.

"Zhang Ziyi, that little bastard in our team, don't glare at me. He will go to the brigade as a militia platoon leader after the Chinese New Year. The job of deputy captain will be free. We elected the deputy captain a year ago. Save yourself the trouble of being caught blind later in the year.”

Lao Cao looked at the crowd and said, "Everyone in the room is qualified to compete for the position of vice-captain. Who wants to be the one who gives a shout and then everyone votes? Do you understand?" "I understand!"

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but they all refused to raise their hands first because of their dignity.

"I'll go first!" Seeing that no one was taking the lead, Xu Jinshan simply raised his hand first.

There are only about forty households in Ermajia Village. It has the smallest population among the surrounding villages. The reason is also very simple. At that time, the big family named Li was wiped out by the little devils and eradicated. Another big family named Li was married to them. The Wang family was also implicated and suffered heavy casualties. Only Wang Liansheng and his father Wang Xiaoxian were left.

The two surnames of Li and Wang are sparsely populated, and Wang Liansheng is an honest man who can't be beaten in three circles. As a result, the influence of the Wang family in the village is almost zero.

As a result, the descendants of the Xu family prospered, and the Xu family, which has more than ten households, has become the largest land-owning household in Ermajia Village. However, the center of power in the village is now controlled by the Cao and Zhang families. The Xu clan disciples were a little unhappy.

As the eldest son of the Xu family, Xu Jinshan feels that he has the obligation and right to compete for the position of vice captain!
He is confident that the dozen or so household heads present here can support him!
"Who else is there?" Lao Cao looked around and asked Xiao Lu, "Why isn't your father here?"

"My father has already fallen asleep at this hour!" Xiao Lu responded and poked Chen Peilin next to him, "Uncle Chen, why don't you take a nap too!"

Chen Peilin looked at everyone with a red face, raised his hands timidly, "Well, then count me in!"

"Well, counting you, there are two people. According to the instructions above, at least three people are needed to choose. There is still one less. Who wants to come out and choose? Hurry up, it's eight o'clock!"

Lao Cao urged.

"Jianping, come on!" Zhang Ziyi grabbed Sun Jianping's arm and raised it high, "Our Jianping family is one of them!"

"Okay, that's three."

Before Sun Jianping could speak, Lao Cao had already moved to the next process!

"Let me remind you first, this deputy captain is not easy to do. You have to take care of your favors, both big and small. The foreman must not be careless in recording work points. Also, your hands and feet must be clean. Don't think about going home all day. Pull something..."

Xu Jinshan glanced at Chen Peilin, and Chen Peilin shrank his neck. As a rich peasant, what qualifications did he have to compete with Xu Jinshan, an eighth-generation poor peasant?

But I just rushed there because I had no choice but to rush to the shelves and stand up to make up for it.

Sun Jianping took a peek and saw that every household had intentionally or unintentionally stood behind the candidate who needed support. He couldn't help but secretly mutter that the competition in a small village was so fierce!
"Boss, do you think this arrangement is okay?" Lao Cao did not forget to "consult" Yu Changhai for his opinion. Yu Changhai slowly picked up the large porcelain bowl, took a sip of pickled cabbage soup, and nodded, "Let's do it this way!"

"The three of you are standing on the ground chattering about what you want to do after becoming the vice-captain. Let the leader know!"

Who comes first?
The three "candidates" looked at each other, and Chen Peilin subconsciously took a step back. As a rich farmer, he must have the consciousness to stay in the spotlight and be willing to be a coward.

"I'll go first!" Seeing Chen Peilin's behavior, Xu Jinshan suddenly became angry. He cleared his throat and stood on the ground without hesitation. His brother Xu Jinshui hurriedly pulled a bench and handed it to him.

This guy, Da Ma Jin Dao, sat down and pretended to hum, "Although the deputy captain is not a high-ranking official, he still has to cooperate with the captain in production, life and study, such as spring plowing and autumn harvest, building water conservancy, repairing roads, and accumulating manure to reclaim wasteland. … Calculated, it’s a lot of work. I’ve been a diligent person in the team these years, I can afford to take on all kinds of work, and I have a good mass base, so I think I can give it a try.”

"End?"

"It's over!" Xu Jinshan smacked his lips with some unfinished content, stood up, and laid his eyes on the captain Yu Changhai.

"Well, when Peilin comes to you, you should also say it!"

"I... I'm definitely not as good as Brother Xu, so I won't say it. Jianping, you tell me!" Chen Peilin took Sun Jianping's hand and dragged him to the stool on the floor, "You say it, you say it!"

(End of this chapter)