No one knows which rumor is true, and no one knows what is going on.
Some brave ones couldn't help but run to Gu Daqiang's house to ask, but Gu Daqiang just said expressionlessly that they would know tomorrow.
Just with this one sentence, God knows how many people in Group 3 couldn’t fall asleep last night!
In order to take into account the villagers' field work in the morning, the meeting time was set at ten o'clock.
But before eight o'clock, dozens of people had gathered in the dam in front of the village committee, standing or sitting.
The residents are mainly from three groups, but there are also some villagers from other groups.
Most of the other groups were there to watch the fun and enjoy the fun. They didn't gain anything from it anyway, so they secretly hoped that Group 3's plan would fail.
"Do you think the town really needs to destroy the cooperative?"
Under a big locust tree, a man from Group 3 nudged the person next to him with his elbow and asked in a low voice.
"How would I know?" the person next to him muttered, and then said, "But I think it's unlikely. Didn't Officer Huo say that the mayor had surrendered? Look at all the tables and chairs here. If they fail, will they just be bored?"
"Hum! Cadre Huo is just a village cadre, and the mayor is a town cadre. You know that a higher-ranking official can crush a person. If the mayor wants to cause trouble, how can Cadre Huo stop him? What good are these tables, chairs, and benches?"
The people around him turned their heads and looked at him, impatiently saying, "Do you really want to make the cooperative a success? Who are you talking to? If the cooperative fails, can you pick up the bargain?"
The man was scolded and pursed his lips in dismay, "Is it useful to just think about it? I still want to win money playing cards every day! Is it possible?"
Since they had nothing to say to each other, they parted ways after just a few words.
There are two trees in the dam of the village committee, one is a locust tree, and the other, well, is also a locust tree.
Under another locust tree, two women were talking.
The one who spoke up was a villager from Group 2. "Sister Liu, your family really agreed to hand over the land to the village? What are you thinking?"
"Why shouldn't I think about it? Another cadre Huo said that first, we don't take all the land, we can still plant some; second, the land handed over to the village is considered as renting it to the village, and the land is still mine. Don't you know how to save money? Cadre Huo went to the city to talk to a pharmaceutical company. They also provide fertilizers for free, and we get paid for planting. After planting, they come directly to harvest. One kilogram is much higher than what we sell in town! It is definitely more cost-effective to hand over the land to the village!"
The villagers in Group 2 were filled with envy after hearing this. Then they thought of the current situation and felt much better. They smiled with gloating and said, "Such a good thing, but why did I hear that the leaders from the town came yesterday and said that this cooperative is not allowed?"
"Bullshit!" The woman said anxiously, "I'm not saying you're talking nonsense! I'm saying whoever spread this rumor is talking nonsense! We are running our cooperative, why should we care about what the town has to do with us? They don't pay us a penny, and they don't allow us to earn money on our own?"
"Don't people in this town often do this kind of shit? I don't think this cooperative will work!"
"Impossible! With Officer Huo here, it's absolutely impossible!"
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"Why do you say it's impossible?" At the other end of the dam, a group of old men puffed on their pipes, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said with a pursed mouth: "From the beginning to the end, this matter was all said by that college student and Daqiangwa. We haven't seen other cadres, nor have we seen the red books and documents. No matter how nice they say it, it's useless. How could such a good thing fall into our heads? Don't expect it to be so good. At this age, I have eaten more salt than you have eaten rice. I have seen a lot."
A villager from Group 3 chuckled, "Fourth Uncle, you should be more optimistic about us! Don't be so absolute. Other Huo cadres have said that this has been done in other places and it does not violate the policy."
The old man raised his eyebrows and squinted his eyes, "He said that? What's the use of empty words? My son always says he wants to make a lot of money, but you see, he hasn't even earned a pair of fire tongs!"
The villager was also unhappy and laughed sarcastically, "Your son hasn't even finished junior high school, how can he compare with cadre Huo?"
The old man was choked to the point of losing his temper. He knocked off the burnt tobacco and said quietly, "I'm not discussing my son with you. I'm discussing empty words and black and white words with you. Just wait and see. This cooperative will never succeed!"
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These are the epitome of the current situation among the villagers of Hushan Village on the dam.
Mentality is a very subtle thing. Under two completely different pieces of information, people who were originally inclined to believe in the village committee would naturally be willing to believe in the better result, believing that their cadre Huo and the village chief could overcome difficulties and lead them to realize the fantasy they had dreamed of in the past few days.
Those who already have some concerns or resistance in their hearts will naturally be more inclined to believe, in a pessimistic mindset, that the cooperative can no longer be established and that everyone's efforts have been in vain.
For a moment, undercurrents surged in front of the village committee's dam.
Until a person arrived.
Gu Chengrong was wearing a white vest, pacing in square steps, with his back to everyone's gaze, and slowly walked to the dam of the village committee.
As an elder in the village, Gu Chengrong's prestige and status in the village and the role he played in this matter attracted everyone's attention.
He walked slowly to the second row of benches placed in the dam and sat down, then looked at his nose and his heart with a calm face.
Several villagers from Group 3 came over silently and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Rong San, have you heard anything?"
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