Bai Song's forehead was covered with sweat. He raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and warned in a low voice: "Comrade Liu Mao, you are also an old party member and old village chief. You should know the pros and cons of this. It's not something you can just say."
I couldn't help but curse in my heart: Old guy, there was nothing to worry about, but he wanted to monopolize something that should be divided equally. Does he want to start a fight?
Liu Mao's lips were dry. He hesitated for a few seconds and said gloomily, "Equally is fine. Then share it with the land."
Here comes the key point of dividing the village, and dividing the land is the most important part.
Bai Song had just put down the Earth Core and lifted it up again. He couldn't help but look at Wen Yang, expecting him to give him some good advice.
Receiving Bai Song's subtle emotions, Wen Yang's face remained calm and he spoke in a loud voice, "I know everyone present is very concerned about the issue of dividing the land. After discussion, our Wen family wants to divide it in a way that everyone is familiar with."
Everyone present was confused. The familiar way was to fight and snatch it, and whoever had the bigger fist would win.
Suddenly, Wen Yang said again: "Draw lots. Let's each choose someone to draw lots."
Liu Mao couldn't help but tighten his grip on the crutch. Drawing lots, these two words sounded very childish.
Bai Song: "..." Well, Accountant Wen must be out of his mind. Drawing lots is not a game for children.
Other onlookers: That’s it. I was ready to pick up my weapon and beat him up, and you told me to draw lots.
Wen Hu and the others had already known about this, so they looked calm and even persuaded the people around them to raise their hands in agreement.
Within a few minutes, everyone in the Wen family raised their hands to show their agreement.
The current situation is that Liu Mao and the others are all silent and no one speaks.
Bai Song frowned and urged impatiently, "Comrade Liu Mao, what do you think?"
If you have something to say, just say it. If you don't say anything, you're just wasting time. They will have to go back and report to the mayor later.
Liu Mao's breathing became heavier. Today's things were not going to be easy.
It's a blatant robbery. Not to mention whether they can succeed in the robbery, even if they did, would they dare to do it in front of the town leaders?
If we don't rob, is there any better way to get greater benefits for ourselves?
Obviously, there is no way to get the Wen family to agree while also increasing their own interests.
"Comrade Liu Mao, it's already four o'clock. We are still waiting for you to finish your work and come back to report on your work." Bai Song reminded with a wry smile.
Liu Mao turned around and suppressed his inner frustration, "What's everyone's opinion?" He didn't want to take the blame.
Liu Yong and the others looked at each other, hesitated for a minute or two, and then slowly raised their hands.
Only a few stubborn elements were left, hanging their heads and keeping silent.
Liu Mao secretly glanced at them and wrote down the names of those people. "Leader, you have seen that they have expressed their views."
Bai Song took a look and decided that the minority should obey the majority.
"Now, write down the numbers of the fields in the village, and we'll throw them into the jar, and you send people up to catch them."
The purpose of drawing lots is to have fun.
When Wen Yang grabbed a piece of mountain land for the third time, his face suddenly turned pale and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
"Uncle Tiger, come here."
He was dying, his heart was beating so hard.
Wen Hu gritted his teeth, rolled up his sleeves, walked over, reached out and grabbed one, opened it, and smiled happily.
After Liu Mao captured two pieces of mountain land in succession, he also proposed to change people.
You and I try again, watching the amount of paper in the jar get smaller and smaller.
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