Reborn in the 60s and adopted

Almost all the villagers who were able to work were mobilized, and after working for more than 20 days, they finally harvested all the corn and rice, dried them, and stored them in the warehouse of the brigade for pounding.

Seeing so much grain being stored in the warehouse, the villagers sighed that they would finally not have to go hungry this year.

At this time, the village chief, who was not optimistic about the large amount of food, was leading some of the main leaders of the village in a meeting at the brigade headquarters.

The village chief sat in the first seat, with Accountant Chen sitting on his left, Secretary Mao on his right, and the remaining team leaders sitting in order below.

After the village chief saw that everyone had gathered and sat down, he knocked on the table and signaled everyone to be quiet.

"Ahem, we asked everyone to come here for a meeting today.

Because this year's grain harvest is better than last year's, the commune has allowed each of our villagers to pay 20 kilograms less since the year before last.

But we still have to pay a lot of public grain, and even after paying it this year, each family won’t get much, and this little grain may not last until next autumn harvest.” The village chief’s face was filled with worry and sadness.

"Ah, what should we do?" Captain Wang Chun of the First Brigade opened his mouth in surprise.

"The purpose of today's meeting is to let everyone think of a solution first. Also, regarding the issue of insufficient food, don't tell the villagers yet. Let's think of a solution first." said the village chief.

"If we don't tell the villagers, they will still have to know when the grain is distributed, so it's better to tell them earlier." Village Party Secretary Mao narrowed his eyes in disapproval.

"Then tell me what we should do?" The village chief looked at him hopefully, hoping that he could say something.

"I... don't have any solution for now." Secretary Mao touched his nose.

The village chief looked at him speechlessly.

"What about you?" The village chief looked around and no one spoke. "Everyone, think about it first. There's no rush. If you have any ideas, come to me in private. The most urgent thing now is to pay the public grain."

After saying this, the village chief sighed, picked up his pipe from the table and was about to leave.

"Village head, why don't you tell the commune about the situation in our village and see if we can pay less." Captain Wang, the first team leader, raised his hand and said, "I think this is a good idea."

"Your idea is good, but the current situation in our village is already very good. There are rivers on all sides. The weather is dry this year, but our river is not dry either.

The grain harvest is still increasing. If we report less tax, I guess other villages that don’t have as good a harvest as ours will quit.

Although this method is not advisable, at least you can say it, which is good. If you have any other ideas, stand up and speak up yourself. "The village chief encouraged Captain Wang.

"Then we can plant more wheat in the second half of this year. That's fine," said Li Xiaodao, another captain of the Fifth Brigade.

"This is also a method. We can grow wheat. Although wheat also has to pay taxes, it is better than nothing." said Chen, the village accountant.

"Old Chen and Old Li are right. Let's plant more in the fields this year." The village chief knocked on his pipe. Even though there was no tobacco in it, he could still satisfy his craving just by putting it in his mouth.

"In addition to wheat, we can also grow rapeseed. When the oil is extracted, we can sell it to the supply and marketing cooperatives." The captain of the second brigade also put forward his idea.

"Is it feasible? Is there any other option?" the village chief asked again.

"Radishes and green vegetables can be eaten in winter. We can plant them on reclaimed wasteland. If we can't finish them, let Tang Laosan send them to the supply and marketing cooperative." Captain Wang of the Fourth Brigade also said.

"Okay." The village chief was pleased.

"No." Secretary Mao immediately denied everything when he heard Tang Lao San's name. A discordant interruption.

When the village chief heard the village party secretary say no, he looked at him.

"Why not?" the village chief asked him patiently.

"This is speculation and profiteering, cutting off the tail of capitalism." Village Party Secretary Mao said sternly.

"What?" The village chief and the captains of other teams were stunned after hearing his words.

Damn it, why didn't he refuse the money earned by the bamboo weaving team when it was shared with him? Now the villagers are considered speculators just for growing radishes and vegetables. It makes them so angry.

"Why don't you take the previous money back and put it in the brigade headquarters." The captain of the fifth team suddenly got angry. He slammed his hand on the table with a "bang" and glared at Secretary Mao of the Village Party Committee fiercely.

"My family has spent all the money, how can I get a refund?" Secretary Mao was a little afraid of Captain Li, who was as big as a mountain.

"Then what are you talking about here?"

"I... just think this isn't the right way. Now that you all think it's okay, then that's fine." Village Party Secretary Mao quickly waved his hands to show that he had no objection.

"Hmph~ Good to know. Don't let me see you doing anything weird, otherwise my fists will not be to be trifled with." After saying that, Captain Li compared his big fist.

"Yeah." Secretary Mao was so scared that he became a quail. He didn't dare to hate Captain Li in his heart, because Captain Li had seven brothers and they were all tall and strong.

The village chief watched everything that had just happened coldly without saying a word.

"Okay, let's take a rest for the next few days. We'll pay our taxes in two days. Now let's go."

After the village chief finished speaking, several people left the brigade headquarters one after another, leaving only Accountant Chen and the village chief.

"This Mao Yuanqing is really getting more and more confused. This is a matter of livelihood for the villagers for the next year." Accountant Chen looked disgusted.

"Haha, sooner or later we'll find an excuse to get rid of him," said the village chief.

"That's going to be hard to explain to our superiors." Accountant Chen looked worried.

"Let's talk about it when the time comes. There will always be a chance." said the village chief.

"Okay, so this is what the village will arrange from now on?" Accountant Chen was also very anxious. Although his family could still afford food, he was about to have a grandson, and he would have to plan his food rations for this extra person.

"I'll go find Tang Lao San and see if he has any ideas." The village chief was also worried. The food could only last until the Spring Equinox. What should he do after that?

After thinking about it, he couldn't sit still.

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On the other hand, Village Party Secretary Mao Yuanqing felt that he was almost losing all his face today. He had to hide from several team leaders and wait for them to leave when he went out. He was planning to leave.

Just when he was about to leave, he heard the plan of the village chief and the brigade accountant, and he felt extremely uncomfortable. What a great Tang Quan, what a great Tang Lao San, he remembered today's grudge. Now he only hated the village chief, and hated Tang Lao San even more. If it weren't for him, he wouldn't be so embarrassed today. He must find a way to get revenge.