Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Han Qianyue took the lead, smiling and waving her hands as she walked inside. The members all took a step back, and the passage became wider.

Han Qianyue felt sad when she saw the members looking pale and thin. She put away the smile on her face. Facing these numb faces, she really couldn't laugh.

Han Qianyue's steps were heavy, and the people around him were also not at ease. A depressing atmosphere was spreading.

At this time, the discussion gradually stopped, and everyone was looking at the leader of the commune.

Finally they arrived at the conference table. Han Qianyue sat down in the middle, with Li He on her left and Tan Xianglan on her right. Li Baolu, Liu Baoguo and Wu Dayu also sat down.

Zuo Mingyue and Daya stood behind Han Qianyue, one hand on the waist and the other on the holster.

The crowd naturally closed the passage, and everyone was looking at the leaders under the banner.

Han Qianyue whispered to Li He: "Let's start."

Li He took the microphone and said hello twice. The sound of hello came from the big speaker hanging on the tree. Everything was normal.

"Comrades, please be quiet for a moment. Let me introduce myself. I am Li He, the deputy secretary of Sijiqing Commune. Sitting next to me are Secretary Han Qianyue, the women's director of the commune, Director Tan Xianglan, and Public Security Officer Wu Dayu of the Haidian Branch."

It was awkward, no one was clapping, but everyone was talking. From a distance, there was a buzzing sound, like a swarm of bees.

Li He frowned. How could these people not understand the rules of a meeting? Applause was needed at this time!

Han Qianyue took the microphone and said calmly: "Everyone, please be quiet. Let's cut to the chase. The main reason we gathered here today is to announce the government's decision.

From today on, Qinjiagou, Wangzhuang Village, and Wujiadian will no longer be called villages and will be merged into one production brigade, the First Worker-Peasant Production Team, which will be divided into six production teams. The land will be taken back by the brigade for unified cultivation, and the members will implement the work point system.

The production team leader assigns production tasks to the workers, and the work points are calculated based on the importance of the work and the degree of completion. The work points range from one to twelve points.

At the end of the year, the members will be paid and given grain according to their work points. The land will belong to the brigade, and each member will be allocated two mu of private land..."

Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted, "We don't agree. We've lived in the same village for hundreds of years. We can't accept the loss of our village."

"Yes, what are work points? What are production teams? We don't understand. We only know how to dig in the fields to make enough food and necessities. Work points are invisible and intangible. Who knows what the hell they are?"

"Yes! Let's merge Wangzhuang Village and Qinjiagou together? Dream on!"

Han Qianyue's face was as gloomy as water. She slammed the table and stood up: "Who? Who is yelling? Stand up! If you have something to say, say it to my face. Don't be like a rat and afraid to see anyone!"

A sarcastic voice rang out: "This old woman is in charge, and the houses are falling apart. Is there no one left in the commune? They sent a woman to manage the commune?"

"Hahahaha" people burst into laughter.

Wu Dayu wanted to stand up, but after trying twice, he still didn't have the courage to do so.

Zuo Mingyue stepped forward, pulled out a gun, and slammed it on the table. She picked up the microphone and shouted, "Shut up! You! Get out here!"

After all, it was this outfit that scared people. The members stopped laughing and dispersed in the direction of Zuo Mingyue's finger, revealing a dumbfounded man. It was Wang Gousheng.

Gousheng was trying to stir up trouble, but he didn't expect to be caught like this.

He turned around to look, Wang Baozhai nodded secretly, Gousheng pushed through the crowd and walked out.

"I'm out. What's going on? Such a pretty girl, why is she talking so harshly?

He still had that weird look on his face, causing the members to burst into laughter.

Zuo Mingyue narrowed his eyes. If Ergou were here, he would definitely think that his boss was going to be angry.

At this moment, an angry shout came from outside the crowd: "Get out of the way, let's see who has such a dirty mouth.

Members of the three villages were standing together. At this time, someone from Qinjiagou shouted, "Get out of the way! My Seventeenth Grandma is coming."

"Get out of the way, my milk is coming."

"Seventeen Milk."

"Grandma"

The crowd flashed, a passage was separated, and Dabao's grandmother, the old lady, walked in, supported by Qin Qingfu and Qin Qinggui.

The old lady pushed with both hands, and the two sons let go. The old lady looked at Zuo Mingyue, looking her up and down, and a smile gradually appeared on her face.

She asked softly, "My dear, your last name is Zuo, right?"

Zuo Mingyue had some guesses in her mind and nodded shyly.

The old lady was delighted: "My dear daughter, you are so pretty. I am Dabao's grandmother."

Zuo Mingyue blushed, and she summoned up the courage to call out, "Grandma."

"Ah..." the old lady was so happy that she stretched out the sound.

She waved her hand and said, "My daughter, I'll go home and make you some dumplings with mutton and green onions. I'll take care of this idiot for now."

Zuo Mingyue was so embarrassed that she didn't hear what the old lady said.

Gou Shengzi was looking around like a hero who had won a battle.

The old lady raised her arm and slapped Gou Shengzi in the face. Before Gou Shengzi could react, another slap came over.

He was a scoundrel who was not afraid of anything. After being slapped twice, he glared at me and was about to curse.

Someone in the crowd coughed loudly. Gou Shengzi put away his fierce look and said angrily,

"You old fool, if it weren't for your age..."

Qin Qingfu and Qin Qinggui roared, rushed forward, pressed Goushengzi to the ground, and beat him with fists like raindrops.

At this time, someone in the crowd shouted: "Damn it! The people from Qinjiagou are bullying our people from Wangzhuang Village! Let's fight them!"

The crowd suddenly became agitated, and several men pushed through the crowd and rushed towards Qin Qingfu and Qin Qinggui.

When Zuo Mingyue saw this, she hurriedly jumped over the table and protected the old lady behind her.

The noise was also heard in the ancestral hall. Old Qin came out with the others. Gu Yueling followed closely beside the old man, with a smug smile in her eyes.

Zuo Mingyue glanced at Han Qianyue, who nodded. Zuo Mingyue gestured to Daya, and they both raised their guns to the sky and pulled the trigger...

The crisp sound of gunfire was like the pause button on a remote control, freezing everyone in place.

Zuo Mingyue pointed the gun in his hand at the men holding the spear heads and said coldly: "Don't move! If you move, I will kill you."

Several men were so frightened that they dared not move. They all turned around and saw a pair of rough hands pulling the two men apart, revealing the ferocious face. It was Wang Wenshun.

Wang Wenshun laughed grimly and stood up. Behind him stood a dozen men, some of whom were holding spear heads in their hands.

Wang Wenshun stared at Han Qianyue and said in a hoarse voice: "Secretary Han, I am from Wangzhuang Village. As long as you agree to one condition of mine, I will support you in setting up a production team."

Han Qianyue slowly stood up, supported herself on the table with both hands, leaned forward, and asked calmly: "What are the conditions?"

Wang Wenshun had not expected this female secretary to be so steady, she was actually better than many men. He grinned and said, "Great! I'll say whatever I want to say."

My condition is that you can set up a production team, but the team leader must be someone from our Wangzhuang Village with the surname Wang, otherwise, there is no discussion."

Han Qianyue chuckled twice: "Are you saying that you also want to be the production team leader?"

Wang Wenshun rolled his eyes and said, "I can do it, it's better than that loser named Qin!"

Before Han Qianyue could say anything, someone sneered, "Just you? Are you worthy?"

Wang Wenshun was stunned and turned around to look, the fierce look in his eyes could not be concealed...