After you've had your fun, you have to keep thinking.
"The men were dealt with, but what about the rest?"
Secretary Lin picked up the large tea mug and gulped down half of the water.
"We discussed it a bit. The middle school behind the commune is empty now and hasn't been used for the past few years, but it can at least block out the wind, right?"
"How many people can that school possibly hold?"
The soldiers were maintaining order, and Cheng Jin knew a little about the situation.
"In the past two days, there have been four or five hundred people entering the commune area, right?"
Secretary Lin didn't speak, but he didn't deny it either.
This is a commune. How many communes are there in a county? Even with such a conservative estimate, how many people would there be?
"Even at the lowest standard, one person gets one jin of grain every three days. If we calculate it for a month by spring, each person would need at least 10 jin. For 500 people, that would be 5,000 jin, or two and a half tons. Who would provide this grain?"
Besides, five hundred people? Isn't that a conservative estimate?
Secretary Lin sighed again. Of course he knew that the grains here without special instructions were usually corn, and usually corn that hadn't been threshed yet, with the husk still on.
With only one pound of grain every three days, all they could manage was thin porridge.
Most importantly, his commune didn't even have that much grain in reserve.
Even a skilled cook can't cook without rice; that perfectly describes him now.
"I'll have someone find some big pots and set them up in the schoolyard to cook some porridge. We can't just watch them starve to death here, can we? You,"
After looking around, my hopes still rest on Liu Jianshe, since Liujiatun has been so outstanding this year.
Liu Jianshe knew he couldn't avoid it, so he didn't wait for him to call on anyone.
“Secretary, our village is a little better off this year than before, but as you know, after so many years of hardship, every household has a lot of debts. After deducting debt repayments and social obligations, plus the previous snow disaster, it is actually not as good as in previous years.”
We really can't provide more. Before I came, I discussed it with the village. Our village will contribute 500 jin, 300 jin of corn, and 200 jin of sweet potatoes.
Although both are coarse grains, sweet potatoes are more filling than corn. Even when cooked with cornmeal, they still have a sweet taste.
Secretary Lin secretly breathed a sigh of relief; it was more generous than he had imagined. Thank goodness.
And you?
He looked at the others; yes, they were all suffering.
But he also knew that cats had their ways and dogs had theirs. After living together for half his life, he knew that these people all had their own little schemes. It was true that the village was poor, but it wasn't really as bad as they claimed.
And you?
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