Wen Wan looked calm, her brows relaxed, "Uncle Wen Yang, I want to hear how you plan to divide it?" She needed to know everyone's psychological expectations.
Wen Yang nodded and spoke clearly, "Work points have always been assigned to everyone. When the time comes, we'll check the work points in the work points book and everyone will just sign to approve it.
The tools are easy to divide. I looked through the farm tool ledger and it’s roughly half on each side, which is fair.
The main thing is that the land is hard to divide. There are good land, medium land, and low-quality land. It is impossible to divide the land in half."
Wen Wan pressed the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth and thought for a moment, all he could think about was the word fairness.
"Uncle Wen Yang, when it comes time to divide the land, the people in the town will come together. If the scene is too ugly, the leaders above will definitely have a bad impression of us."
Wen Yang nodded, "That's true. After all, we have to thank Mayor Ding and his people for the new village."
Wen Long, Wen Hu and the others nodded, agreeing that Wen Wan's words made sense.
Wen Wan continued with a determined look, "But if we don't fight, we will be the ones who lose, which is extremely disadvantageous to us.
I thought that everyone should hurry up and implement the village division.
The land was divided up based on luck. All the land was divided into numbers, and people were sent up to draw lots. Whatever they drew was what they got. "
Her words were like gongs and drums, beating hard on the hearts of Wen Yang and the others.
Wen Yang and the others all looked thoughtful. They all knew deeply that the division of the villages was related to everyone's vital interests and they could not delay it any longer.
Wen Wan found a bench and sat down, letting everyone think and decide on their own. She had already said everything she could say.
According to her thinking, there is no money to be made in farming, but she couldn't just say, "Don't farm anymore, follow me to do business, and I guarantee that you will get rich enough to eat meat in one year, and become rich enough to build a house in three years."
Tick-tock, time passes by every second.
Wen Dafu couldn't help but stand up and express his opinion, "I agree with Xiaowan's suggestion."
Seeing this, Wen Yang no longer hesitated, glanced at Wen Wan, and made up his mind, "I agree too."
He saw something called hope in Wen Guan.
Wen Long nodded, "I agree too." There is indeed no better way than this.
Wen Hu and the others nodded to express their opinions.
Seeing that everyone agreed, Wen Wan couldn't help but smile.
After discussing it, Wen Wan looked at his wrist and saw that it was past two o'clock. He reminded them, "Dad, grandpas and uncles, we have to hurry over. We agreed to be there at half past two."
"Yes, yes...we can't let the leader wait for us." Wen Yangqi hurriedly urged, as he had just gone in and forgotten the time while thinking about something.
Several people rushed to the drying yard while talking.
When they arrived, the drying yard was crowded with people.
"Accountant Wen, you are finally here." Mayor Ding's secretary Bai Song waved his hand happily and called people.
The three of them had been there for nearly half an hour. The villagers were so warm-hearted that they brought benches for them to sit on, brought them water and pears, which made them feel embarrassed.
Wen Jianguo and Wen Chao walked in the front, "Auntie, please make way..." Each of them forced their way through.
Wen Guan followed silently behind, keeping a low profile and not saying a word, leaving the place to Wen Yang and the others.
In their own territory, Wen Yang and his companions were not so nervous and were much more calm.
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