Mo Youxian and his son nodded vigorously, agreeing repeatedly.
They were incredibly excited. As long as the policies were in place and the household responsibility system was implemented effectively, the villagers would definitely have a bumper harvest!
If everyone pays enough to the public, keeps enough for the collective, and keeps the rest for themselves, then the enthusiasm of the commune members will definitely be high!
Mo Youxian and Mo Chunsheng are both very confident about this!
However, experience counts, and Mo Youxian naturally still had some concerns.
"County Chief Bao, can we really implement the household responsibility system first? Is there any clear regulation from above? The policy hasn't been issued yet, it won't..."
Bao Ruijin looked at Mo Youxian, who had just been full of ambition but now appeared cautious and apprehensive.
I couldn't help but chuckle. It seems that this old Party Secretary won't dare to act freely unless I reassure them!
"Go for it! Where's all that enthusiasm from earlier? I said if you're willing, we can start as a pilot program and implement it before it's rolled out across the county. But if you want any documents or policies, just say no! However, I can guarantee that the county will handle all the pressure for you and that no one will interfere with your work! You can discuss this, but you need to give me an answer before the corn seeds are planted!"
After saying that, he turned to Li Jianguo beside him and said, "Alright, we've seen what we needed to see. Let's go to the next place!"
It was almost lunchtime. Mo Youxian, of course, couldn't let the county magistrate leave.
"County Chief, let's put this aside for now. We'll definitely discuss it and give you an answer. Being busy with work is understandable, but we also need to eat! It's almost lunchtime, we absolutely have to grab a quick bite!"
After saying that, she winked at Mo Yuan, hoping that he would also speak up to persuade her to stay.
However, Bao Ruijin seemed determined to leave. "Alright, I won't stay for dinner this time. Your conditions aren't good either. Let's talk about it again when your village's conditions improve. Next time, definitely next time! Comrade Jianguo, let's go!"
Watching Bao Ruijin and Li Jianguo get into the jeep and leave,
Mo Youxian was still looking at each other somewhat blankly, wondering to himself if the new county magistrate was angry with him.
He regretted agreeing so quickly without hesitation, but he was indeed a little unsure and scared!
Unlike his mature and composed demeanor, Mo Chunsheng was different.
There were many people there, including the county magistrate, so he couldn't say anything.
Now that only Mo Yuan is left, he can't hold back any longer!
"Dad, what a great opportunity! Why don't you just agree? If something goes wrong, we'll be the ones who suffer!"
Mo Youxian had never been spoken to like that by his own son, especially not in front of Mo Yuan.
She blushed slightly for a moment, "I, I wasn't thinking, I was just trying to play it safe."
Seeing that a rift was brewing between the father and son, Mo Yuan quickly stepped in to smooth things over.
"Alright, alright, Brother Chunsheng, Uncle San is fine too. It's always good to be cautious, the nail that sticks out gets hammered down! As for County Chief Bao, he didn't say anything. Didn't he say that we should wait until we reach a consensus? Besides, such a big matter definitely needs a meeting to discuss it with everyone before making a decision. Otherwise, if something really goes wrong, that would be terrible!"
Mo Youxian immediately chimed in, "Yes, yes, yes! That's exactly what I think!"
The three of them couldn't come up with a clear explanation, but it was obvious that things had gotten this far already!
Right now, I think I should focus on finishing these next few days. There's still time between harvesting the wheat and planting the corn.
We can just hold another village meeting after we're done with this!
Mo Chunsheng even declared that no matter what, their team would continue implementing the household contract responsibility system.
If all else fails, just like at the pig farm, if Team Two won't do it, they will!
In the days that followed, although the focus remained on the wheat harvest, news of the village's impending implementation of the household responsibility system spread quickly.
Mo Yuan knew that it must have been the old Party Secretary, Mo Youxian, who spread the news so that it would be known by word of mouth among everyone.
Let it ferment for a while, and give everyone a chance to discuss it.
Seven days later, the wheat harvest was complete, but everyone remained vigilant; the work was not yet finished.
The only difference is that the workplace has moved from the fields to the plantation.
In the past few days, although some people have been responsible for processing the harvested wheat, most of the main work has been focused on harvesting.
Now, we can finally dry and thresh all this wheat.
No one dared to relax; taking advantage of the good weather, they worked frantically until all the grain was bagged and transported back to the granary.
Only then can I truly feel at ease.
The entire field is now a scene of bustling activity, with no electricity and no mechanical threshing machines.
All of them are original assignments.
All the village's large livestock were mobilized, driven by people, with a round stone roller harnessed to their rear.
They walked over and over the spread-out wheat, relying on gravity to thresh the ears of wheat.
Of course, large livestock are rare, especially in Xiaomozhuang, where they are a luxury and there aren't many.
Most of the time, it relied entirely on manpower; one could see rows of dark-skinned men carrying flails.
It was tossed high into the air, then slammed heavily to the ground, striking the wheat straw repeatedly.
The person holding a pitchfork followed behind, skillfully lifting the stalks and shaking out the grains of rice.
Immediately, people followed, using brooms of various sizes to sweep and tidy up the area.
Although inefficient, it was useful in the era before machines.
They harvested the grain little by little, relying entirely on physical strength.
Although they were tired, no one complained.
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