Chapter 289: Overcorrection is necessary
Everyone present was shocked. Geng Laosan swallowed his saliva. He had heard of the reputation of the Hunan Provincial Farmers' Association. So he took a step back and said, "Then... there is no need to move it. Just build it on the original site."
"No!" Luo Jiu shouted, "Today I will not only build a new school in Gengjia Village, but also a new school that is several times larger than the original one and has a playground."
Geng Laowu muttered, "You girl, you are too unreasonable. Isn't this pushing the issue too far?"
Geng Laosan was also surprised. "Where is the space for building such a big school?"
"Why is there no place?" Luo Jiu pointed to the ancestral hall not far away, "If we demolish the ancestral hall, won't there be room to build a school?"
Geng Lao San was so angry that he was shaking. "This is too much! This is too much! Someone, bring me your ID!"
Soon someone brought a small wooden box, and Geng Laosan took out a piece of paper and said, "Look, our Geng's ancestral hall has been built for more than 40 years. Since the Qing Dynasty, this ancestral hall has belonged to our Geng clan. Here is the house deed with the seal of the county magistrate. What is your basis for pushing it?"
Lu Ping had already lit a cigarette and was smoking it. When she heard what Geng Lao San said, she laughed twice and stretched out her hand, saying, "Give it to me."
Lu Ping looked at the title deed and suddenly smiled, "I forgot, I can't read. In my eyes, this thing is not as good as toilet paper."
As she spoke, she blew up the cigarette butt, and the old, worn-out paper instantly ignited.
Suddenly, flames jumped up and the onlookers were shocked.
Geng Laosan pointed at her with trembling fingers, "You...you are acting recklessly, I will go to the county to sue you!"
"Go ahead. I'm not afraid of you suing me." Lu Ping threw the paper that had turned to ash into the air. "Do you know what it means that all power belongs to the Farmers' Association? We are following the orders of the Ministry of State Affairs. I want to see if your county magistrate dares to intervene in the affairs of our Farmers' Association."
She raised the stick in her hand and said, "Comrades, follow me, let's go tear down the ancestral hall!"
Dozens of women holding sticks rushed through the crowd like a torrent and headed straight for the ancestral hall.
The old scum of the Geng family were so frightened that they ran after him, yelling at him not to start.
Geng Laosan, Geng Laosi, Geng Laowu, and Geng Laoliu, several brothers lay in a row at the entrance of the ancestral hall. "If you want to get through, you have to step over these old bones of ours."
The people in the Farmers' Association all came from struggles, and they are battle-hardened. What have they not done? What have they not encountered? If you want to threaten my life, you have really found the wrong person.
Lu Ping took the last puff of her cigarette, threw the butt on the ground, and said to the crowd: "Look carefully, these four people are openly against the revolution. You guys, arrest them for counter-revolutionary crimes and parade them through the streets. You guys go to their homes and ransack their houses.
I want to see who dares to stop us from demolishing the ancestral hall."
As soon as these words came out, Geng Laowu got up first and was about to run. Unfortunately, it was too late. The peasant women, with their strong hands, grabbed him and took out the prepared rope from their waists and tied him up immediately.
They had a clear division of labor. Eight of them tied up the four and paraded them through the streets, while another eight went to their homes to search them.
The rest of them immediately started to dismantle the ancestral hall.
Zhong Jialing stood aside, watching in astonishment. She had only heard of the peasant associations making great revolutions in the countryside before, but this time she saw it with her own eyes, and she was afraid to say a word.
She quietly pulled Luo Jiu and said, "Isn't this a bit too much? They confiscated the whole house?"
Feng Qi also said: "Those are all skinny old men. I didn't even dare to fight with them. I don't want to parade them to death. Isn't that a bit too fierce?"
"Vicious?" Luo Jiu rolled his eyes at them. "I told you to read Selected Works of Mao a long time ago, but you didn't even read a single page?"
Zhong Jialing said guiltily: "I have read one page."
Feng Qi: "You know I can fall asleep after reading only half a page."
Luo Jiu smiled helplessly, "If you don't read, you won't understand the ins and outs of it.
It has long been written in the book that revolution is not a dinner party, writing an article, painting or embroidering. It cannot be so elegant, so leisurely, so refined, so gentle, courteous, frugal and modest. Revolution is a riot.
Faced with these old stubborn people and thousands of years of feudal oppression, should we try to reason with them gently?
The book says, "To correct a wrong, one must go too far; but to correct a wrong, one cannot correct it by going too far."
Only fierce resistance can overthrow feudal rule, overthrow the evil landlord class, and overthrow outdated traditions.
Gentle breeze and drizzle cannot shake the decadent feudal ideas, only violent storms can wash away the evil old ideas.
We are experts in fighting. They are experts in struggle. Let professionals do the professional things. I believe in Comrade Quansheng's recommendation. Sister Lu has her own ability.
Let's go, everyone, work together to demolish the ancestral hall."
As Luo Jiu spoke, he walked into the ancestral hall and saw the family tree on the desk. He opened it and saw the names of so-and-so eldest son, so-and-so second son, great-great-grandson, and great-great-grandson, with the words "eating women" written between the lines.
With a loud rustling sound, she tore open the family tree, set it on fire, and threw it at the spirit tablet high up.
People from other villages saw from afar a column of black smoke rising from Gengjia Village and straight into the sky.
People passing by were asking, "What happened?"
Someone who knew the situation said, "The Hunan Provincial Farmers' Association has sent several carts of people to burn the ancestral hall. They have arrested all the gentry and are parading them around the streets."
"Ah?" The news spread quickly, and by evening, all the nearby villages knew about it.
Lu Ping and her team had just finished demolishing the ancestral hall when some poor peasants in the village came to her and complained, "The land distribution in our village is unfair. The clan leader's family got dozens more ridges. Will your farmers' association do anything about it?"
Lu Ping snorted, "We in the Farmers' Association manage everything. I can tell what kind of person your clan leader is at a glance. If he is not partial, I can cut off my head."
Lu Ping then asked Geng Qiaoju to take the registration book and gather all the villagers. They were going to go to the fields to redistribute the land.
Geng Qiaoju looked at the mess on the ground and said, "This side of the school..."
Luo Jiu said: "Take Sister Lu and the others with you, and leave this to us."
As soon as they left, Luo Jiu, Feng Qi and others immediately asked the construction team to start work. The children rushed over and said in clear and tender voices: "We will build a school with you."
Cheng Yaoyao looked at the children's thin bodies and couldn't help but feel distressed, "Be careful!"
She said to Luo Jiu, "I'll go prepare lunch. We'll have a big meal with the farmers' association, the construction team and the children."
Zhong Jialing said hurriedly: "I'll do it with you."
Luo Jiu took a look and said, "You go first, I'll be there soon."
Among the crowd of onlookers, a few women gradually stepped forward hesitantly and said, "Come to my house to cook. I have two large pots that can be used."
"I have some at home, I can help make it. Don't worry, I don't eat, I'm just helping out."
Cheng Yaoyao looked at their awkward appearance, her eyes were filled with tears, and she said softly, "I'm not afraid of you eating. The cook will naturally eat at the table. Let's go together."
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