1959: Carrying the achievement system, she rolled

It was three o'clock in the afternoon when Wang Dacheng returned to Xiangyang Brigade. Passing by Shengli Commune, he took a stroll to inquire about the news. As a result, he met Wang Zhian with a gloomy look at the village entrance.

"Captain..." Wang Dacheng saw that Wang Zhian only paused for a moment and then walked over. He wanted to kill him in his heart, but a simple smile appeared on his face.

"Wang Dacheng, where have you been?" Wang Zhian, who had a cold face, smiled as soon as he looked up. However, the smile was fake and looked a little ferocious.

"There is no food at home. We who are strong and healthy can go hungry for a few meals. But my parents are so old. If they get seriously hungry, my second brother and my sister will tear me to pieces. So I go to my sister's house to beg for food." Wang Dacheng described the matter of begging for food in a fresh and unconventional way, without any sense of shame at all.

In fact, he had been cursing in his heart for a long time. Before Wang Zhian became the team leader, everyone would honestly call him "Brother Dacheng" when they saw him. After he became the leader, he was called "Wang Dacheng". It was very realistic.

"Haven't you tried going somewhere else?" Wang Zhian asked tentatively. This time he was risking everything, even giving up the ancestors of the Wang family, just to climb up. He would not allow anyone to ruin his good deeds.

Then his eyes fell on Wang Dacheng's thick hair. Envy flashed in his eyes, and he subconsciously wanted to touch his smooth big head, but fortunately he resisted.

He just didn't understand. They all had the surname Wang, so why was his family the only one that was called a boiled egg?

This bald head, anyone with a bald head knows, he is always depressed.

He is obviously two years younger than Wang Dacheng, and he has hardly suffered any hardship, but he looks even older than Wang Dacheng. Isn't that infuriating?

"My niece wanted me to stay one more day, saying she would take me to the supply and marketing cooperative, but I refused. I was just asking for money, and it would be shameless to ask her to spend more money. Even if my niece earns more than 100 yuan a month, she can't act like this even if she has money!" Wang Dacheng just kept talking nonsense.

Wang Zhian was stunned. As a team leader, his monthly salary was only 10 yuan, but his salary was 10 times higher than his. Where could he put his face as a team leader?

Also, what happened to Wang Yanhong?

When did she become so easy to talk to that she even let Wang Dacheng ask for money?

Where did the ferocity of tickling him when he was a child go?

No...Wang Dacheng is lying...

"Level 8 workers only make 99 yuan. How can she get a salary of more than 100 yuan?" Wang Zhian sneered at Wang Dacheng.

"Don't you know?" Wang Dacheng asked in confusion.

Wang Zhian said nothing, but just watched his performance quietly with a cold face.

"Look at my brain, I forgot to tell you that my niece is a technical secondary school student, and now she is the section chief of a machinery factory, a section-level cadre." Wang Dacheng slapped his forehead and said in annoyance.

Now he finally understood why Du Weihai liked to brag in front of him. It turned out that bragging based on other people's pain was so satisfying!

Wang Zhian: ...

Wang Dacheng looked at Wang Zhian's departing back, he sneered, and then on the way home, whenever someone asked him, he would repeat what he had just said.

These were all taught to him by Daming. Daming said that before doing anything, one must improve one's reputation and let others know one's background.

He has no skills at all. Who would want to follow such a person to cause trouble?

In the eyes of ordinary people, having a relative who was a cadre was already a big deal. The fact that this relative allowed him to collect bribes showed that he had a close relationship with this relative.

Then we need to determine the goal of the incident, and then we need the power to do it. Now that we have the goal, the power will of course come from all the villagers in Xiangyang Brigade.

So when he walked into the house, everyone in Xiangyang Brigade knew that he had gone to the city to beg for money, and that his relative in the city was a high-ranking official.

He also discovered something that was very beneficial to him. It was almost three o'clock in the afternoon, which was the time to go to work. He walked along and found that there was no one in the field.

The brigade starts work at six in the morning. Usually villagers will bring dry food to the fields to eat. Ten in the morning is breakfast time, and they have to start work on time at eleven thirty and continue until five thirty in the afternoon.

However, during the busy farming season when people were gathering grain, they were not allowed to leave work until dark. Sometimes, when the weather was bad, they had to stay up all night gathering grain with torches.

When there is no work in the fields, they have to dig canals and build roads. In short, except when it rains or snows and the ground freezes, the rest of the time is spent in busyness. This is the life of modern farmers.

Wang Dacheng found that there was no one in the fields. You know, in order to get more food, these people would work in the fields all year round as long as they could.

It can be said that there is no lazy person in their Xiangyang Brigade. Even the blind man at the village entrance works hard every day to weave baskets and backpacks.

From this we can see that everyone has a lot of opinions about Wang Zhian.

He couldn't help but sigh that Dameng's brain was really sharp. Even this was guessed by Dameng. Dameng said that if Wang Zhian didn't do a good job of ideological work among the villagers, there was a 100% chance that Wang Zhian would be overthrown.

The best evidence is that no one wants to go to work anymore.

The villagers worked hard for half a year, but when the autumn harvest came, they didn't see a single grain of food. Who can make up for it?

"The boss is back. Hurry up and drink some water and wash your face." Wang Dacheng's wife, Zhao Cuihua, hurried forward to take the things from him. Her pockets felt heavy and her face was full of heartache.

It’s because it takes two hours to walk from the town to their Xiangyang Brigade, and walking is tiring, let alone carrying such heavy things.

"Dacheng is back. Is this what Yanhong gave you?" A thin old lady with gray hair walked out from the inner room, holding a shoe sole in her hand. It was Wang Dacheng's mother, Old Lady Wang.

When Old Lady Wang saw the half bag of grain, a smile appeared on her wrinkled face, and her frown only relaxed a little.

She was still quite open-minded. When she was rubbing the soles of her shoes at home, some old ladies fell down because they were so angry.

For people of their age, it doesn’t matter if they starve to death, but what about their descendants?

Even if the adults can hold on, who can listen to the child crying because of hunger?

Ugh……

There is nothing I can do except lie at home and sigh.

"Well, where is Dad?" Wang Dacheng didn't say much but asked about Old Man Wang.

"Your father is serving as the vegetable gardener in the backyard." Old Mrs. Wang sighed deeply when she said this. The small vegetable garden in the backyard has actually become the family's livelihood.

Just then, footsteps were heard from the backyard. Not long after, an energetic old man with mud on one hand walked into the yard. This man was Wang Dacheng's father, Old Man Wang.

"Dacheng, come with me into the house." After washing the mud off his hands, Old Man Wang said to Wang Dacheng and went back to the house with his hands behind his back.