Xie Wan's mind was filled with memories of how those wealthy villages he had heard of in his previous life rose to prominence.
At present, the household contract responsibility system in Xiaogang Village, Fengyang has not been made public.
She was a typical example of rural reform seen in newspapers in later generations.
Xie Wan felt that if it could be done in Xiaogang Village in Fengyang, then it could also be done in Renjia Village.
Senior leaders said last spring: "Policies should be relaxed so that every household can find ways to increase production and income.
Some can be assigned to groups, and some can be assigned to individuals. Don’t be afraid of this, as it will not affect the socialist nature of our system.”
Based on this policy spirit alone, she was able to resolutely implement the household contract responsibility system in An County.
We will start with a pilot project in Renjia Village and see how to make it easier to promote it throughout the county without crossing the bottom line.
Xie Wan began to brainwash Ren Dazhuang, and Ren Dazhuang said:
"Xiao Wan, of course I understand what you said.
Can farming your own land be the same as farming public land?
Look at the sorghum your aunt has planted in the mountains. The grains are fuller than the sorghum in our brigade, and the yield per plant is higher.
But this is about eating peanuts!"
Fortunately, Xie Wan had made some preparations beforehand. She asked Fang Wenbin to take out the relevant documents, pointed to the lines of leadership speech and showed them to Uncle Dazhuang, and assured him:
"Uncle Dazhuang, look, the leaders have said so. We should be brave. We are farmers. As long as we can make the land produce more crops, who will blame you?
It’s not like we don’t pay our public grain tax, right?
The public grain tax was still paid, and after the household contract responsibility system was implemented, the yield was high, and everyone had more surplus grain to keep for themselves. "
Ren Dazhuang began to be moved, but was still afraid of taking responsibility.
"Xiao Wan, I don't dare to say anything, unless the leader asks me to do it, then your uncle Dazhuang will definitely roll up his sleeves and do it."
Xie Wan was overjoyed and asked, "If the county magistrate came to Renjia Village in person and asked you to take the lead in the pilot project, what would you do?"
Ren Dazhuang took another puff of his cigarette, leaned back in his chair and said, "County Magistrate? Are you kidding me?
Why would the county magistrate come to this poor village? He may not even have heard of Renjia Village!"
Xie Wan finally took out his work ID and handed it to Ren Dazhuang.
When Ren Dazhuang took the red book, he didn't take it seriously.
When he saw Xie Wan's photo on the table, he became a little more serious. Then, after seeing his workplace and position, he almost slipped off his chair.
"Oh my god, our village has a county magistrate?"
Xie Wan humbly corrected: "Deputy, deputy..."
Ren Dazhuang stood up excitedly, bowed and saluted towards Xie Wan, and said:
"The deputy is also the county magistrate, no, Xiao Wan, you are a woman, you should be called the county magistrate's wife...
That’s not right, it seems there is no such name, it’s better to call it “County Magistrate Weiwu”.
Xie Wan didn't want to reveal his identity originally because he was afraid of seeing this kind of scene, which would be very embarrassing.
"Uncle Dazhuang, please keep your voice down. In order to carry out my work, I have to hide my identity temporarily.
Don't let everyone in the village know about this.
Especially Ren Tiezhu's family, they will be in a lot of trouble after knowing my identity."
Uncle Dazhuang understood what he meant and asked in a low voice, "County Magistrate, are you here for a private visit today?"
Xie Wan quickly corrected him: "Uncle Dazhuang, you should just call me Xiaowan."
How could Ren Dazhuang dare?
In the end, it was Xie Wan who asked him to change his name back to the original one, on the grounds that this was a task for him to assist in the work.
"Xiao Wan, what you just said, is it really possible?"
“Fuck!
You should first take the time to find out what everyone in the village thinks.
If everyone supports it, we can work out a solution.
I'll come again next week and we'll finalize this matter then.
This matter cannot affect production or the collection of public grain, and it is entirely voluntary.”
Ren Dazhuang nodded: "I understand, most people will definitely support it.
What I am afraid of is those lazy people who are used to eating from the big pot. They can fish in troubled waters to earn work points. If the production quota is set at the household level, those people will not be able to be lazy and may oppose it. "
Having said this, he glanced at Xie Wan with hesitation.
Xie Wan understood and asked, "You are most worried about Ren Tiezhu's family, right? Don't worry, that family has nothing to do with me anymore, I won't protect them.
But you, isn't Chunmei still at her home? "
When Ren Dazhuang thought of what happened to his own daughter, he couldn't help but feel a little resentful towards Xie Wansheng.
But I don't dare to really hate her.
Moreover, Xie Wan not only has a father who is a division commander, but he is also a high-ranking official. On the surface, he seems to be quite close to Ren Dazhuang. Ren Dazhuang was conflicted for a moment, and immediately gave up on Ren Chunmei.
"Xiao Wan, I want to ask you a favor. Chunmei and Ren Chuan can't live together anymore. Can I let her go home and remarry?"
Before, Ren Chunmei wanted to harm Xie Wan and even wanted to ruin Xie Wan's innocence, so Xie Wan designed to make Ren Chunmei marry Ren Chuan.
But now that things have changed, Xie Wan has put the matter behind him. For Ren Dazhuang's sake, Xie Wan is not going to pursue the matter any further, and says, "You can do whatever you want."
Xie Wan left quietly without disturbing the other people in Renjia Village.
It was already afternoon when we returned to the county.
"Xiao Fang, you've worked hard, go back and have a rest.
Go to the food company tomorrow and ask them about the IOUs. Count how many IOUs they have issued in the whole county?
If this issue is not resolved, I am afraid the farmers will cause unrest.”
Fang Wenbin agreed and said goodbye to Xie Wan.
Xie Wan returned to the dormitory building and saw a military vehicle parked downstairs.
"Mom, mom..."
Qin Muye took Qin Zhuangzhuang out of the car.
The daughter threw herself into Xie Wan’s arms and began to cry: “Mom, where have you been? Zhuangzhuang almost died.”
Xie Wan held her forehead with her hand. She forgot to call home and told him that she would be away on Sunday.
"Zhuangzhuang, I'm sorry, Mommy went to the countryside."
After picking up her daughter, Xie Wancai asked Qin Muye: "Why didn't you call before coming?"
Qin Muye smiled and said, "Didn't Zhuangzhuang say he wanted to give you and your brother a surprise?
Who would have thought that our great County Chief Xie would go to the countryside on his first weekend in office?
Where is your son?
Xie Wan slapped his head and said, “Kang Kang is still with his father in Nancheng.
I just arrived here and am not familiar with the environment yet.
Dad said he would take care of her this week, and if that doesn’t work out, he could try sending her to the military kindergarten.”
Xie Wan was very fortunate that there was still some distance between Nancheng city and An County, and her son could not enter the space on his own. Otherwise, how could she dare to let him stay in Nancheng?
Qin Kangkang would disappear into space in a matter of minutes.
Wouldn't that scare her father into having a heart attack?
What Xie Wan didn't know was that due to Qin Kangkang's overly vigorous energy, Comrade Xie Dahong, who wanted to try his hand at taking care of a grandson, could no longer resist.
The Xie family was in chaos. Xie Dahong chased Qin Kangkang and shouted, "Stop right there, kid! Give me my gun back!"
Fortunately, the gun was not loaded, otherwise Comrade Xie Dahong would really have had a heart attack.
How come this little bastard took away my gun?
Xie Dahong was already praying madly in his heart that his daughter would come quickly to pick up this little bastard.
I don’t want to bring it. Whoever wants to bring it can take it!
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