Chapter 109 Antique Trumpet
"I added some saccharin." Lin Momo explained that the seasonings she used in cooking must have been available in this era.
"If our Momo doesn't work as a technician, she could be a cook." Zhou Weihong picked up a piece of cold cucumber with chopsticks. Even the simple cucumber dish tasted so good when cooked by her.
Lin Momo smiled. She was just more willing to put in more seasonings than them. Moreover, some of the seasonings were not available in the Tibetan area, but she could get them from the space by borrowing the packages sent by Lin's mother and Cheng's mother.
After dinner, the two aunts helped clean up before going home.
Before leaving, Commander Chen pulled Cheng Jinghao aside and scolded him for a long time, saying that he did not know how to be considerate and would not leave the meat for his wife. Before leaving, he stuffed a thick envelope into his hand, which was full of money and bills.
When the team members returned, they took back all the tables and chairs that they had borrowed from the cafeteria.
After making sure that all the guests had left, Zhao Zhigang came over from next door.
"They asked me to pass these to you. These two are from Political Commissar Cao and Commander Liu." Zhao Zhigang handed the banknotes in his hand to him.
"I'm treating you to a meal, not selling it to you. Take it back and return it to them." Cheng Jinghao refused to take it no matter what.
"It's always the same when we treat you to a meal." Seeing that he refused to accept the money, Zhao Zhigang placed the bill on the table, said hello to Lin Momo, and went back.
A few days later, the land in the village and the military district’s family compounds began to be cultivated.
Lin Momo still wandered around these villages every day and got to know many villagers and educated youth.
That day, she and Xiao Zhao came to Buri Village, the village farthest from the family compound.
Buri Village is different from several other villages near the military region. Buri Village has the largest population, the best soil, and the largest area, but it is the poorest village among them.
She has been here several times and has dealt with the village chief and the village secretary several times. Both of them are honest people and easy to talk to.
Because of this, Lin Momo felt that they had no dignity at all as village officials.
For example, when she came here a few times before and saw some villagers being lazy, they did not criticize them harshly.
This kind of grain, in addition to being handed over, is also distributed to villagers according to work points. Not only that, there is also money to be shared. To work, one has to say good words from the village cadres. This is the first time Lin Momo has seen this.
Buri Village is the village she visits most often. Only when she is here will the village cadres work harder and urge the villagers to work, and only then can they barely reclaim all the land required by the commune.
"The cow dung is spread too thinly, the soil cannot be cultivated well." She picked up the tool and poked the cow dung in the ground.
"I'll have someone re-pave it right away." The village chief said with a smile.
Lin Momo looked at the village chief and the village secretary and sighed. "Uncle village head, uncle secretary, before I came here, I went to the commune to check the harvest accounts of your village in recent years, and also learned about the situation in your village."
Hearing her words, the village chief and the village secretary looked at each other awkwardly.
"I know that you two definitely want the village to be good and that the villagers can live well." There is no doubt about this.
Even if the harvest was bad, the two would distribute the village money to the villagers every year, so the villagers lived a good life, but the village was poor.
Other villages have built village committee offices, but Buri Village does not have a village committee, and village cadres hold meetings at the village head’s home.
"Uncle village chief, uncle secretary, I want you to gather all the villagers. I have a few words to say." Lin Momo looked at them.
"Okay." Although they didn't know what Technician Lin wanted to say, the two nodded in agreement.
"Xiao Zhao, drive over and ask the team leader to come over." These two are the glutinous rice balls, and they have to ask someone who can take charge to come over.
"By the way, please lend me a loud speaker." Other villages had already installed radio speakers last year, but Buri Village did not because the village was poor.
When Lin Momo saw the loud speaker that Xiao Zhao moved from the car, the corners of her mouth twitched. Where did this antique come from? Bigger than a sewing machine.
She had only seen this thing in TV dramas during the Republic of China, and she had always thought it was just a prop, but she didn't expect to actually see it.
"Sister-in-law, I found this in the commune warehouse. I tried it and it works." Xiao Zhao laughed a few times.
Every time the whole village of Buri Village held a meeting, it was held in the large flat ground where barley was dried, and this time was no exception.
A platform was built on the large square for holding meetings.
In front of the stage, Xiao Zhao placed a large table and placed the speaker that Lin Momo disliked so much on it.
Because Xiao Zhao had just gone to the commune to borrow a loudspeaker, the team leader came on his own bicycle. After the team leader arrived, villagers came one after another, but the village chief and the village secretary were still gathering the villagers.
At this time, a military vehicle stopped in Daping, and Cheng Jinghao, Zhao Zhigang, Qiu Liang and He Yong got out of the car.
"Why are you here?" Lin Momo looked at the four people in military uniforms curiously, then turned around to look at Xiao Zhao behind her. Is there anything she doesn't understand?
"Sister-in-law, I just made a phone call back to the military region from the commune." Xiao Zhao touched the back of his head.
Who knew that the army commander would actually bring Brigade Commander Cheng and Political Commissar Zhao over.
The villagers who had already arrived were talking about the four officers, wondering what was going on.
"Sister-in-law, we followed Lao Cheng here to support you." Zhao Zhigang said with a smile.
"We're standing behind you, you go ahead." Cheng Jinghao looked at her. If they were not outside, he would definitely touch her hair at this moment.
"Yes, Master's wife, we are here, you can say whatever you want." Qiu Liang patted his chest.
"We are here to support you, not to fight you." He Yong nudged him with his elbow, then smiled and said to Lin Momo, "Sister-in-law, if it's a fight, I'll join in too."
Lin Momo held her forehead with her hand, it turned out that a master is like his disciple.
However, the arrival of these four people did have an effect. The villagers who had already arrived hurried back to inform others, and the other people who had been dragging their feet finally arrived.
When all the villagers arrived, this is the scene they saw.
Behind the technician Lin who taught them how to farm, in addition to the guards who accompanied her every time, there were four officers who seemed to be of high positions.
Standing in the front of the villagers were the educated youth from Buri Village. Lin Momo had a good impression of them. They worked more diligently than the other villagers.
"I called everyone here today because what I want to talk about is something that is closely related to everyone." She turned on the antique loudspeaker in front of her.
"But I think people may not care much about it." She looked up at the villagers in front of her. Except for those who needed someone to stay at home to take care of children and the elderly, everyone else came.
"Technician Lin, just tell me what you want to say. I'm busy now." A middle-aged man said impatiently.
"Sangji, please be more polite when you speak." The village chief said to the middle-aged man named Sangji.
But obviously, the village chief's words had no effect.
Cheng Jinghao glanced over with a cold and sharp look in his eyes. After all, he was a man who had been on the battlefield, and Sang Ji felt a chill on his back.
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