At this time, in the commune courtyard, the team leaders of each production team gathered in groups of three or five, with false smiles on their faces, bragging about how great the harvest was this year.

The jeep drove directly into the commune compound, causing everyone to exclaim in surprise.

Could it be that the county leaders are attending the meeting? I originally wanted to report 3,000 catties per mu, but is that too little? How about 5,000 catties?

Just when everyone was deliberately thinking about it, Zhang Xiangyang got out of the jeep.

"Captain Zhang, what's going on? Why are you in a car?"

There were constant meetings, big and small, these days, and the team leaders of each production team were very familiar with each other.

"Xiangnan, I'm Su Zhenhui, the team leader of the Suzhai Production Team."

Zhang Xiangnan always drove to his father-in-law's house, and the team leader of Suzhai also knew him.

"Hello, Captain Su. The commune is holding a meeting today. I have nothing to do at home, so I came here with my cousin."

Zhang Xiangnan has never been arrogant towards people he knows well.

"So this is the famous Zhang Xiangnan."

When it comes to Zhang Xiangnan's name, all the team leaders in the commune are familiar with him.

It’s not because of his high position, but because the incident back then was such a big deal.

The battalion commander of a unit surrendered to the enemy. The commune held meetings for several days and severely criticized his act of surrendering to the enemy and betraying him.

The matter had been settled, but just over a month ago, Zhang Xiangnan suddenly returned.

I heard that not only did he not rebel, but he also made great contributions in southern Xinjiang. He was just covering up his tracks back then.

"What is he doing here today? Is he going to cause trouble for the commune?"

When the commune wanted to cancel their family's status as poor peasants, it was the army that stepped in and retained the poor peasant status for Zhang Xiangnan's family.

"No wonder the army came out to protect us. It turns out there's something else going on."

"Actually, the commune can't be blamed back then. The army's confidentiality work was really good."

"I hope Comrade Zhang Xiangnan can be magnanimous. After all, the commune hasn't made things too difficult for his family in recent years."

Several team leaders were whispering to each other, but Zhang Xiangnan remained calm and did not explain too much.

The movement in the commune compound could not be hidden from anyone with ulterior motives. The commune leaders had already seen it when the jeep drove in just now.

"Warmly welcome Chief Zhang to Liulin Commune. Please come to my office for tea first."

Secretary Li was sweating profusely and was trying to be cautious by inviting Zhang Xiangnan to his office first.

His idea was simple: if Zhang Xiangnan was angry, let him vent it in the office.

After all, the office is a relatively private space, which is much better than embarrassing yourself in front of all the captains.

"Secretary Li, I'm not here to cause trouble. The grain from each production team has already been stored in the warehouse. My cousin and I came here to join in the fun and see how each production team is doing."

Zhang Xiangnan directly pointed out the purpose of his visit, which reassured the commune leaders.

"That's fine. We welcome Commander Zhang to oversee the work of our Liulin Commune. Commander Zhang, rest assured, we will pay the public grain in full and resolutely guarantee the food supply in the city."

Secretary Li immediately made a solemn promise.

"It's fine to provide the full amount, but don't exceed it. Don't fool yourself. The people have worked hard to grow crops for a year, and they don't want to be left with nothing to eat."

After Secretary Li said this, Zhang Xiangnan knew that he had misunderstood.

I came here not to supervise them and make them pay more grain, but to prevent them from bragging about and falsifying production.

"Commander Zhang is right. We must seek truth from facts."

Although he didn't know what Zhang Xiangnan was up to, Li Huimin agreed immediately.

Zhang Xiangnan became a colonel and a regiment commander, which was equivalent to a deputy director level official at the local level. He was not comparable to himself, a section-level cadre.

The meeting started soon and Zhang Xiangnan was invited to sit on the podium.

Zhang Xiangnan did not refuse and sat directly next to Li Huimin.

Given his level, he really can't be too low-key in the commune.

If he really sat down there, the leaders of the commune would definitely be very uneasy and uncertain.

“Let’s get started!”

Li Huimin gestured to the young man beside him.

This young man is a young cadre who just graduated from university in the past two years and came to Liulin Commune to serve as deputy director.

Young cadres are always so radical. They gave a passionate speech. What they meant was that everyone should report higher production figures so as not to be surpassed by other communes.

The college students were quite good at speaking, and the team leaders all looked like they had been injected with chicken blood, their faces flushed.

"Dear leaders, this year the weather has been favorable, and the members have worked tirelessly from planting to harvesting, and this year's crops have yielded another good harvest.

Our Jiaolitun area has achieved a new breakthrough in per-acre yield, reaching 3,000 jin per acre."

Jiao Yunsheng, the captain of Jiaolitun, spoke first.

Jiao Yunsheng was so enthusiastic, not because he was proactive or progressive in his thinking, but because he wanted to report less so that his members would not be left with nothing.

According to past experience, in order to compete with each other and to get praise from the commune leaders, everyone reported higher production as time went on.

"This year, the yield in Liuhe Village is average, only slightly higher than that in Jiaolitun, reaching just under 3,100 kilograms per mu."

"The yield in our Dazheng Village is quite good, reaching 3,150 kilograms per mu."

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"Our Su Village produces 3,500 kilograms per mu."

Sure enough, the output reported by each village became higher and higher, and soon exceeded 3,500 jin per mu, and was already heading towards 4,000 jin.

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