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

“Village…Village Chief, the one who caused the damage wasn’t from another village, but from our Kaoshan Village. He’s an educated youth and also the deputy director of our village’s Revolutionary Committee, Wang Fu. The person we caught is Wang Fu.”

“What do you mean it’s impossible? Comrade Wang Fu would never do such a thing. Comrade Wang Fu has always been conscientious and hardworking. You must have made a mistake.”

Upon hearing that the person responsible for the vandalism was Wang Fu, Zhang Cuihua's expression changed drastically. She abruptly stood up, pointed at the person who had just entered, and screamed loudly.

"Hmph! We'll find out soon enough if we go and see for ourselves. If it really is Wang Fu, I won't let him off the hook. If it really is the deputy director of the Revolutionary Committee leading the sabotage, I will definitely report this matter to the township."

Having long disliked this group of people, Yang Dazhuang snorted coldly and led everyone to run towards the warehouse at the back.

When people came to the back, they saw Yang Qingshan pinning Wang Fu to the ground, and no matter how much Wang Fu struggled, it was to no avail.

"Village Chief Yang, listen to me. I was half asleep just now and I don't know how I got here. Everyone knows I'm sick, Su Chen, isn't that right? You've saved me twice already."

Hearing footsteps, Wang Fu struggled to lift his head. Not seeing Yang Dazhuang and the others looking furious, he was so frightened he almost wet himself. In a moment of quick thinking, he remembered the two times he had fainted before.

"Hehe! Wang Fu, you said you were half asleep. You must know how far the educated youth settlement is from here. Besides, if you were half asleep, why were you holding a bottle of kerosene?"

"Me! Yes, yes, actually I prepared this kerosene this afternoon. I was planning to deliver it to Director Zhang in the evening, but I fell asleep and can't remember anything after that."

I must say, Wang Fu is really quick-witted; he can lie without much hesitation.

Seeing her general pinned to the ground, Zhang Cuihua felt a little anxious. After all, she needed the support of someone like Wang Fu to carry out her work in Kaoshantun. Otherwise, what could a commander without any troops do?

"Yes! Yes! This afternoon he saw that I had run out of kerosene and wanted to bring me a bottle. I never expected this to happen. Village Chief Yang and Comrade Wang Fu are very conscientious and would never do anything to damage collective property."

Thinking of this, Zhang Cuihua hurriedly said a few words to Wang Fuyuan, but anyone who wasn't completely stupid would know she was lying.

Yang Dazhuang sneered. He had long wanted to teach these troublemakers a lesson. Now was the perfect opportunity to get rid of Wang Fu, this troublemaker. If he could also deal with Zhang Cuihua, that would be even better.

Of course, Yang Dazhuang also understood that it was hard to say whether he could get rid of Zhang Cuihua based on this incident alone, but he could start by investigating the fact that she had given false testimony for Wang Fu.

"Can you take responsibility for what you said? Wang Fu really didn't want to give it to you; he really didn't come here to cause trouble."

"Yes, Village Chief Yang, I absolutely trust Comrade Wang Fu's character. He is definitely not the kind of bad element who would undermine the collective interest."

“Village Chief Yang, you can’t believe what they say. I clearly saw him just now pouring the tractor onto the truck. While he was pouring it, he said, ‘You surnamed Su, without the tractor, let’s see how arrogant you can be now.’”

Perhaps thinking that Yang Dazhuang had already believed Zhang Cuihua and the others' lies, Yang Qingshan hurriedly recounted everything he had just heard and seen.

"I must have been dreaming. I have a habit of talking in my sleep and sleepwalking."

At this moment, Wang Fu wished he could have every illness imaginable, hoping to turn this big problem into a small one and a small one into nothing. Otherwise, he would really be finished, and might even end up eating peanuts.

“You guys lock him up. Tomorrow we’ll have the police station and enforcement team handle this case. Whether you were sleepwalking or not, the fact that you wanted to damage the tractor is true. You can save those words for the officers at the police station.”

Normally, Zhang Cuihua would have the right to handle this kind of matter, but now that Zhang Cuihua and he are in cahoots, we definitely can't hand the person over to her.

Upon hearing Yang Dazhuang say he was going to call the police, Wang Fu turned ashen-faced with fright. He scrambled to Zhang Cuihua's feet, grabbed her legs tightly, and pleaded loudly.

The village militia didn't care whether you were the deputy director of the Revolutionary Committee or not; they were after you, the deputy director. Without saying a word, two men stepped forward and dragged Wang Fu into a small hut next to the warehouse.

"Comrades, do you see that? Some people shout slogans all day long, but behind the scenes they are bad elements who undermine unity and the collective. I will report this matter to the higher authorities truthfully, Director Zhang. As for how to deal with it, that's their business."

Seeing Yang Dazhuang's resolute attitude, Zhang Cuihua opened her mouth but ultimately said nothing more. However, she did not want to give up such a capable assistant so easily. Without someone like him cheering her on, her work in Kaoshantun would be very difficult.

Before dawn the next day, before Yang Dazhuang had even gone to the township, Zhao Cuihua had already left Kaoshantun.

Su Chen, along with Yang Qingshan and Feng Chengyu, worked in the fields for several days. After these days of diligent learning, the two were basically able to work independently. However, in order to obtain the spirit field reward, Su Chen still insisted on working alongside them, which earned him praise from many villagers.

However, some people say that he is not doing his job properly. He is a barefoot doctor, but instead of staying in the clinic, he prefers to work in the fields.

That evening, right after dinner, Yang Dazhuang and the accountant approached Su Chen to discuss reclaiming wasteland and planting high-quality, high-yield seeds.

"Haha, Xiao Su, with this tractor, our village's efficiency is several times faster than in previous years. It used to take a month to complete the spring wheat sowing, but this time it only took more than ten days. Next, we plan to cultivate the riverbank land near the west side of the village. I don't know about the seeds you mentioned."

Because the number of seeds pulled up from above is limited, basically the number of seeds distributed is based on how much land you have. If you want to reclaim wasteland, one way is to report it and wait for the agricultural bureau to allocate seeds, and another way is to use the village's surplus grain as seeds.

The brigade is running out of food; there's not enough for rations, let alone seeds. If Su Chen's seeds don't arrive, the reclaimed wasteland will be useless.

"Okay, Uncle Yang, I'll go to the county tomorrow and ask that uncle how many kilograms of seeds he can give us. Then I'll figure out how to get them back. Also, I plan to cultivate this wasteland outside and plant medicinal herbs. When the villagers have any major or minor illnesses, they can use the medicinal herbs produced here, which will save them some money."

A batch of medicinal herbs has already been harvested from the space, but it's not convenient to take them out. Once the wasteland is reclaimed and the herbs are planted, it doesn't matter how many grow, as the herbs in my own space will then be legitimate.

“It just so happens that people have some free time these days. So, tomorrow you go to the county, and I'll send a few people to tidy up this land. When you come back, you can decide what to do with it yourself. I'm good at planting corn, wheat, soybeans, sorghum, and the like, but I really don't know how to plant medicinal herbs.”

“Uncle Yang, if you don’t know how, there are people in our village who do. You’ve forgotten the one in the cowshed. He’s a university professor who has a lot of knowledge about Chinese herbal medicine. We can let him take charge of this medicinal herb field.”

Su Chen had already thought this through. He had given the four old people a few opportunities to ease their burdens, otherwise he was afraid they wouldn't make it through the next ten years.

"Will that work? They're all bad elements. Even if you want them to take responsibility, Zhao Cuihua won't agree."

After listening to Su Chen's suggestion, the village accountant frowned.

"Speaking of this old woman makes me angry. This time, Wang Fu was quite well-behaved when he took the goods and was sent to work on the farm, but Zhang Cuihua got away with it. It really infuriates me."

At this point, Yang Dazhuang slammed his hand on the table.

"Is Dr. Su home? Dr. Su, please come and check on my little grandson. He seems to be possessed."

An anxious voice came from outside the door, and an old man in his sixties rushed in in a panic.