mtl008 Chapter 618: 2 or 3?
Chapter 618: 2 or 3?
Ye Shu was silent for a moment. Yes, you are right, that is what you mean.
The New China was liberated, and the wasteland was also liberated long ago.
However, the minds of the local people here have not yet been completely liberated.
Therefore, the task of educating the eighteen villages was given to the camp.
But this is hard to say.
Things are not easy to handle!
If only Huo Yisheng were here, he would definitely find a way.
At the moment, she avoided the topic and continued to talk about the current situation:
"After the founding of the New China, they must have known the policy. Land is state-owned, so they also reported the amount of arable land, right?"
Political Commissar Lin: "But the number they reported is wrong."
Because of the inaccuracy, we need to unify the education and management, and then re-measure the land. Then, based on the population size and land area, we need to re-determine the target grain they need to hand over every year.
At this point, Political Commissar Lin's mind suddenly became clear: "Mission rations!"
He got it!
Ye Shu nodded: "Yes, it's food!"
Based on the land area and population reported by the 18 villages themselves, the amount of grain they hand over every year is too little!
It's totally unrealistic!
This resulted in the workers in the city having no food to eat every year and having to borrow food from other sources!
When it comes to secondment, there should always be a return, but here in the Ebony District, people only borrow but never return!
Outsiders just think that the wasteland is too desolate, the land is barren, and no crops can be grown!
But when they came here, they realized that the desolation was truly desolate, but the land was not necessarily barren.
Therefore, there must be something fishy about the task grain of the eighteen villages!
Every time Wang Zucheng and his team went there, the villagers of Batangao would just pretend to be accommodating because it would not cause any serious damage.
However, after the planting started, Wang Zucheng and others actually offered to help with the sowing, which affected the interests of the people of Batangao!
Because if they are allowed to enter the village at this time, the actual land area, poverty level and actual number of laborers in Batangao will all be exposed.
This is their secret!
It is also a matter of practical interest to their entire village and everyone!
So, what happened today was that the naughty kids threw stones at them.
Otherwise, why did they smash it today instead of earlier or later?
Wang Zucheng was once a director and was not stupid. After listening to their analysis and thinking about it, he suddenly understood!
He clenched his fists, his anger boiling to the sky: "Fuck! A bunch of bastards, just let it go like this?!"
Political Commissar Lin: "Now it seems that a head-on confrontation is really not going to work."
He frowned and thought of a solution. In the past few months, he felt that his hair was turning white because of the affairs of the eighteen villages!
Ye Shu didn't say anything, but he felt in his heart that if Huo Yisheng was here, perhaps he would give him a head-on confrontation.
It’s not that Political Commissar Lin and his men are incompetent, but rather that they are restrained and cannot be as bold and reckless as Huo Yisheng, who can still handle the aftermath perfectly.
She felt that she only needed to stop there and let them worry about the rest.
She returned to the infirmary, wrote down the injury records of the four people, thought about it, and wrote another injury report.
She felt that no matter what Political Commissar Lin would do next, when Huo Yisheng came back and learned that his subordinates were injured like this, especially Han Minghui who was injured in the head and almost died, he would definitely not remain indifferent!
Therefore, write everyone's injury report for him in advance, it will definitely be of great use later!
I have to say, she really understands Huo Yisheng!
In the small conference room, Lao Ren and the others rushed back after learning that Han Minghui and his friends were nearly killed by a group of kids throwing rocks at them.
His body and face were covered in mud, but he didn't bother to clean it off. He slammed his fist on the table in anger: "We can't just let this go!"
It’s good that they serve the people, but they can’t be so frustrated!
At least the person is not dead. What would we say if he were dead?!
Political Commissar Lin frowned, smoked silently, and said nothing.
The wound on Wang Zucheng's waist was aching slightly, but he sat there without saying a word.
Old Ren was furious: "What? You really want to be cowards? You're not going to do anything even when being bullied like this?!"
Political Commissar Lin took a deep puff of his cigarette, then frowned and said to him, "Old Ren, don't worry for now. This matter must be considered in the long run."
"Brothers, your sins cannot be in vain. We must fight back, and we must fight back hard!"
Lao Ren: "Then call up the troops. I'll lead the team and round up every single person in their village and beat them up! I don't believe that I can't handle these locals after I've even beaten up enemy spies!"
Political Commissar Lin felt tired. He was a stubborn person.
So I sent everyone else away and talked to him alone, breaking it down and explaining it in detail.
No one else knew what they were talking about. Anyway, the door to the small conference room was opened again. Lao Ren's mood calmed down a lot, and he greeted the others who came back with him:
"Come on, go on, hurry up and plant the seeds! It's getting hot so fast! Finish planting that piece of land today, and assign a team to start watering tomorrow!"
The wasteland is geographically vast and the land is not very barren, so why is the yield not high?
Firstly, the population here is sparse, the labor force is small, and the production is low.
There is also the extreme weather here. It is either frozen with heavy snow or becomes dry as soon as the weather gets hot. There is no such thing as the spring rain that moistens everything silently.
There is no such thing as a lingering autumn.
As soon as winter passes, summer comes in the blink of an eye, and the temperature difference between morning and evening is particularly large, especially during the period when it just turns warmer, it is like experiencing four seasons in one day!
Right now, the weather is hot and dry. If we don’t water the plants, the seeds we plant will never germinate!
The soldiers were puzzled and wanted to ask more questions, but Lao Ren slapped them on the shoulder and said, "Don't ask. You won't tell me even if you ask. Just wait and see!"
Okay, the reason why soldiers are called the cutest people is that they are obedient and good enough!
So the group came in a noisy manner and left in a noisy manner!
Political Commissar Lin sighed, then called Xiao Gao over and instructed, "Keep a secret watch on Batangao. Don't alert anyone. First, find out exactly how many people there are."
After all, they are China's elite spearhead troops, how could they possibly swallow their anger?!
Ye Shu naturally didn't know about the arrangements made by Political Commissar Lin and the others, so he continued to do what he was doing.
As the months progressed, Ye Shu's belly grew bigger and bigger.
Sister Jin and the others saw this and said, "Your belly is growing so much faster than others, you must be having multiple babies again!"
Then they all got a little worried: "Have you checked whether it's two or three?"
Two is fine, but if there are three, it would be too dangerous.
Her first child of three was born prematurely. I heard that the baby stayed in the hospital incubator for a month after birth!