Reborn in 1965, I can obtain resources just by sweeping the floor.

"Nonsense! You took all the prey last time. Who knows if you divided it up among yourselves? Besides, why should we give up our stuff? We can get everything for free at the supply and marketing cooperative. You can't take the pork this time."

"That's right, that's right. You make it sound nice, but when the wild boars came into the village, where were you? Now that the wild boars have been killed, you suddenly appear."

It's been a while since the Lunar New Year, and the food we stored before the New Year is almost gone. The wild vegetables in the fields haven't even sprouted yet, so it's a time of food shortage. With this pork, we can at least last a few more days.

Perhaps it was Yang Dazhuang's appearance that made Zhang Cuihua feel that the villagers wouldn't dare to do anything to her.

“You…you are all bad elements. You are sabotaging socialist construction. Your actions are capitalism. I’m going to arrest you all. Comrade Wang Fu, let’s go get the wild boar and hand it over to the township now. Let’s see who dares to stop us.”

After saying that, Zhang Cuihua took the lead and rushed over. Seeing that even the director was leading the charge, Wang Fu and the others exchanged glances and had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow suit.

"Fellow villagers, they don't want us to live, let's fight them."

This completely ignited the people's anger. Someone in the crowd shouted, and immediately people surrounded Zhang Cuihua and her companions, waving their fists.

"Stop it, all of you! What are you trying to do? Director Zhang, are you alright? Look at your face! Who hit you? Step forward! Director Zhang was only trying to help you. How could you hit Director Zhang?"

Seeing that everyone had surrounded Zhang Cuihua and the others, Yang Dazhuang was so anxious that he couldn't speak. He pointed at everyone and opened his mouth without making a sound. After a few minutes, he recovered and rushed over to push everyone away.

With his hair disheveled and his eyes swung around twice as if someone had punched him, Yang Dazhuang suppressed a laugh and pointed at the crowd, angrily cursing them.

"It wasn't me! I was just talking to Mancang about what to eat tonight."

"It wasn't me! I was looking at the stars in the sky. How can these stars just hang there?"

“Village Chief Yang, we were just standing here when Director Zhang and the others went crazy. We don’t know what happened.”

When Yang Dazhuang angrily rebuked everyone, they immediately stepped aside, acting as if nothing had happened, either chatting idly or gazing up at the sky.

Zhang Cuihua's lips twitched a few times, and she cursed everyone in her heart. "You illiterate fellow, looking at the stars? What kind of stars are you looking at in broad daylight?" However, she also knew that Yang Dazhuang would not side with her.

“Village Chief Yang, I will definitely report this to the township revolutionary committee. The people in your village are too backward and not proactive at all. I'm not doing this for myself; I'm doing it to build a better socialist society, for…”

"Alright, Director Zhang, I understand what you're saying, but don't you know what the situation is like in the village right now? People's food reserves are almost gone. Do you want to watch them starve to death? Besides, the wild boars came into the village on their own; we didn't hunt them on the mountain."

"No, these wild boars must be handed over. We can't let the bourgeoisie corrupt people's minds, we..."

"Director Zhang, how about this? You take half of the wild boar, and the other half goes to the villagers."

Yang Dazhuang didn't want to argue with this crazy woman. The main problem was that in this day and age, you never knew which word you said would be wrong, and they would seize on it and criticize you in a meeting.

"No, they must all be handed over. Village Chief Yang, your thinking is unacceptable, you..."

Faced with this woman who didn't know when to back down, Yang Dazhuang was at a loss. After all, she represented the Revolutionary Committee. Although she didn't have any formal functions, she had a lot of power. It could be said that she didn't even respect him, the village chief.

"Village Chief Yang, you were looking for me."

Just then, Su Chen walked in from outside. On his way there, Accountant Yang had already given a brief account of the matter.

"Comrade Xiao Su, you've come at just the right time. Didn't you shoot a few wild boars last night? The villagers originally wanted to process them properly, send some to you, and divide the rest among themselves. But now Director Zhang says that these things belong to the collective and should be handed over."

"That's right, Comrade Xiao Su, you shot all these wild boars, why should they take them?"

"Shut up, all of you! Do you want to be paraded through the streets? Does he think the animals he killed are his? Let me tell you, everything here belongs to the collective. You can't take advantage of the collective. We will fight against this kind of behavior and draw a clear line between ourselves and the collective. Comrade Xiao Su, do you think these wild boars are yours?"

Zhang Cuilan showed no fear of the crowd present, displaying an air of righteous indignation as she stared intently at Su Chen.

“Uh, Village Chief Yang, it’s not wrong for Director Zhang to say that these things belong to the collective, since the mountains and forests behind belong to the collective. But does our village also belong to the collective? If you ask me, we should take a smaller share and let Director Zhang take the rest.”

"Xiao Su sent you here to speak on my behalf, so how come you're speaking up for her?"

Yang Dazhuang tugged at Su Chen's sleeve and muttered something under his breath.

“Village Chief Yang, can you really go against the Revolutionary Committee? You can’t, can you? These people are incredibly crazy and capable of anything. If they report you, do you think the villagers can protect you?”

"This...this is something I've been holding a grudge about, such good meat..."

Yang Dazhuang was stunned for a moment, and finally said something with reluctance.

"Hey Uncle Yang, where do you think these wild boars will end up after they're taken away?"

"Where else could they go? They must have divided it up. Last time, the game from our village was divided up by the Revolutionary Committee and some units in the township."

At this point, Yang Dazhuang felt angry and glared at Zhang Cuihua resentfully.

"Village Chief Yang, we should do this..."

"You're the smartest kid, let's do it this way."

Su Chen whispered a few words in Yang Dazhuang's ear, and Yang Dazhuang's eyes lit up. He patted Su Chen's shoulder with a big smile.

"Ahem, Director Zhang, how about this? After all, the wild boars were killed in our village. Yang Cuishan was seriously injured because of them. I've decided that we'll hand over two-thirds to the collective, and the remaining one-third will be distributed to the villagers. After all, the villagers aren't having an easy time either."

Zhang Cuihua wanted to say something, but Wang Fu pulled her aside. He knew that if these villagers were pushed too far, they were capable of anything.

"Alright, let's do as Village Chief Yang says. Remember, everything belongs to the collective, not to individuals. We must resolutely resist the restoration of capitalism and resolutely resist its corruption."

In the end, Zhang Cuihua stopped insisting and agreed to Yang Dazhuang's proposal.

After weighing the wild boars, two small ones were kept in the village, while Zhang Cuihua took the remaining three large ones.

"Village Chief Yang, do you think we should arrange an oxcart to help take these three wild boars to the township?"

"Oh dear, Director Zhang, I'm so sorry. The village's oxcart broke down today and they're getting it repaired. I'm really sorry."

"Could you arrange for a few people..."

"Well, I'm sorry, but the village is holding a meeting today to study, criticize, and self-criticize. The main point is to talk about not taking advantage of the collective. There are quite a few of you here!"

After saying that, Yang Dazhuang ignored Zhang Cuihua and organized everyone to begin butchering the wild boar.

"Hmph! We are great and strong revolutionary fighters. No difficulty can frighten us. Comrade Wang Fu, arrange a few people for us to carry these wild boars back to the village."

"What? Carry him over? Director Zhang, are you sure you can handle just the few of us?"

Upon hearing Zhang Cuihua say that they were going to carry the wild boar to the township, Wang Fu and the others' legs went weak and they almost collapsed to the ground. The largest wild boar weighed four or five hundred pounds. If just the few of them carried it to the township, they would be exhausted to death.

"What do you mean? Are you scared by such a small difficulty? If you don't get rid of it today, who will watch it tonight? Who will be responsible if it gets stolen?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Fu and the others looked at each other, none of them daring to guarantee the wild boar's safety. In the end, with long faces, they found ropes and sticks, two people carrying one of the smaller ones, and four people carrying the king of wild boars. Even Zhang Cuihua was not spared and joined the boar-carrying army.