Refusing to marry a widower, I went on a crazy spree of sending my children to the army.

A group of people rushed from the commune to Qingshan Brigade and happened to run into Qiao Manman leading people to post a "public notice" on the wall.

Upon closer inspection, I found the accounts to be remarkably clear and well-organized, which made me quite satisfied with the accountant of Qingshan Brigade.

Before the leaders could even praise her, Qiao Manman hurriedly said, "Uncle Captain, just distribute the grain to everyone according to this form. We've checked it several times, so there won't be any problems."

Well, I'm going to work now.

Qiao Manman waved her hand and left like the wind.

The leaders looked at her in surprise, not understanding what was going on.

Wang Defa coughed lightly: "There was a problem in the team yesterday, so we had to work overnight to calculate the work points and grain distribution."

But Accountant Liu is not home, and has not shown up since.

There was no other way but to call on Qiao Manman, who worked at the machinery factory in our production team.

Yes, the young girl who submitted her work to the newspaper, along with educated youth Dong Jinhong, and brigade members Zhou Rui and Sun Xiangxuan, came together to calculate work points.

See? Many hands make light work! What Accountant Liu couldn't finish calculating in days and nights, Comrade Qiao and Young Dong, the educated youth, summarized into a table in just a few hours.

Wang Defa was blatantly trying to sow discord, practically pointing his finger at Liu Yun and beating him for his incompetence.

The leaders weren't fools; after hearing this, they understood what was going on. But Liu Yun's father-in-law...

Sigh, this is a bit tricky!

Without needing to spell things out too clearly, Wang Defa asked Dong Jinhong to explain their work plan to the leaders.

Dong Jinhong rarely had the opportunity to perform in front of his superiors, so he nodded excitedly, indicating that he would definitely explain things clearly.

If the team ever gets a spot in the Workers-Peasants-Soldiers University, he could try to get one based on his performance today.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel grateful to the captain and Qiao Manman.

Following Qiao Manman's instructions, Dong Jinhong explained the original design concept of each table and the final presentation effect.

The leaders nodded in agreement, finding it to be very reasonable.

Even the brigade members who gathered around to watch the commotion said they understood.

Looking at the numbers, he muttered to someone he knew, "Wow, I've earned so many work points!"

“That’s not right, Lao Zhang. You have so many work points, so why has your grain distribution always been less than that of the Zhao family in previous years?”

Your family has two more able-bodied men than theirs!

Old Zhang was also puzzled by this. He frowned and said, "I don't know. Accountant Liu has never published the ledgers before. Who knows if he made a mistake in the accounts for me!"

One sentence stirred up a huge wave of discussion, and many commune members began to rummage through their own meager grain reserves.

They checked this year's work points and found that there was basically no difference.

After two or three rounds of verification, the amount of grain distributed to them should be correct.

The problem lies with previous years?

"I knew it! He didn't even finish elementary school, what kind of accountant could he be? He's been fooling us every year!"

"Captain, you have to give us an explanation for this!"

The crowd was indignant. The team leader shrugged and said, "Our team's accountant was appointed by the leaders. I have no right to tell her what to do."

Upon hearing this, the commune members began to complain to the leaders.

They complained that they had worked diligently for over a decade, yet received less grain than those who cheated and slept, and they couldn't bear this injustice.

What could the leaders do? After exchanging glances, they coughed lightly and said, "We are aware of this matter. If there is evidence that Liu Yun is not competent to serve as the accountant of Qingshan Brigade, we will dismiss him."

Then, outstanding comrades will be selected from among the members to assume this position!

Everyone cheered, "The leader is brilliant!" But Wang Defa sensed the underlying evasion in their voices.

What do you mean by having evidence? This evidence isn't obvious enough. Do you have to bring out all the previous ledgers for reconciliation?

Thinking of this, he gave Dong Jinhong a wink.

"In that case, Dong Zhiqing should go and check our accounts from last year and the year before, so the leaders can see just how big the discrepancy really is!"

Upon hearing this, Dong Jinhong paused for a few seconds. Then he made up his mind to join forces with the brigade leader.

I thought to myself, no wonder Comrade Xiao Qiao ran so fast, she knew that if she stayed, she would be used as a pawn!

Alas, what a mistake! I was so focused on making a good impression that I forgot this was a battle between the brigade leader and the brigade accountant.

He's just a young educated youth; he's easily mistaken for someone else!

Dong Jinhong sighed and went inside to look through the account books, while Wang Defa took the opportunity to suggest training to the leaders.

“We’re a bunch of roughnecks who can’t even live our own lives, how can we train the team members?”

If we make a mistake in any of the regulations, wouldn't that cause trouble for the country?

Leader, could you send someone from the commune to train us?

Alternatively, we could select village representatives and outstanding educated youth and send them to the commune for training.

Once they pass the assessment, they can come back and explain to the other members. This way, the original purpose of the training can be put into practice.

The leaders listened and found it quite reasonable.

One of them raised an eyebrow: "Old Wang, it's only been a few days, but your political awareness has improved by leaps and bounds!"

Tell me, is there some kind of expert guiding you behind the scenes?

Wang Defa laughed heartily: "We are all serving the people, and the people are my think tank!"

The leaders smiled slightly upon hearing this, finding the production team rather interesting.

Wang Defa knew that settling accounts couldn't be rushed, so he took the leaders to visit the fields.

The lush green sweet potato leaves and plump corn cobs bring a sense of comfort and inspire imagination about a bountiful harvest.

Someone asked, "Captain Wang, did you specifically call us here today to watch this farce?"

Wang Defa didn't hide anything: "Last night, our brigade's warehouse caught fire, and it almost burned all the grain!"

"Oh?"

Wang Defa omitted the details about Qin Erhua and Zhao Yong, only saying, "Accountant Liu was on duty yesterday, but he abandoned his post and almost caused a disaster."

Leader, if the fire hadn't been put out, who would have taken responsibility?

Was it me, Accountant Liu, the commune leader, or Accountant Liu's father-in-law?

Everyone fell silent, because apart from Accountant Liu's father-in-law, everyone else was bound to be criticized to some extent.

Wang Defa might even lose his job because of this.

No wonder they retaliated; that guy surnamed Liu is indeed unreliable.

A group of people circled around the Qingshan Brigade twice. As soon as they returned to the brigade headquarters, they saw Liu Yun making a scene there, his face flushed red. He even tore up the forms that had been posted for public notice.

"Who do you think you are? What right do you have to look through the brigade's ledgers! Get out here right now, or I'll make sure you can't stay in Qingshan Brigade!"

The commune members who suspected Liu Yun of miscalculating the accounts stopped him: "Accountant Liu, you dare to cause trouble after you miscalculated our grain? Who gave you the guts?"

The commune leaders are all in Qingshan Brigade today. If they don't stand up for us, we'll go to the city, the province, and even the central government to complain!

You think you're so great just because you have a good father-in-law? We're still glorious proletarian fighters!

Let me tell you, those with nothing to lose aren't afraid of those wearing shoes. If you really make our lives impossible, we'll take your whole family with us, even if we die!"

After saying that, he glanced at the commune leaders who had come from afar and said through gritted teeth, "And those who protected you, Liu Yun, will all be spared."

Listen up, folks! If anything happens to me, Zhang Hushan, it's Liu Yun and the people behind him who did it.

Don't avenge me, just spread the word.

"I want to see if, in this new China, anyone still dares to be a landlord and oppress the poor to death!"