Faced with the village chief's repeated questions, everyone remained silent. The people in their village could still make a living; but the Qu family was really having a hard time. The two elderly people in the family could not do heavy work and were plagued by illness all year round, and they had four children to support.
These four children are not the eldest son of the Qu family. The eldest son of the Qu family is a bit naive and has not found a partner at his age. Instead, his younger brother got married early, had four children, and later died. His wife also ran away, leaving behind a mess.
Fortunately, the villagers were kind-hearted and never bullied them; and with the help of the village cadres, they were able to manage to barely have enough to eat.
Even so, it was only realized after the land was distributed to each household.
In the past, under the production team system, people were prone to laziness. Since they could eat whether they worked hard or not, why bother working so hard? Wouldn't it be nice to just be lazy? Many people harbored this sentiment, and since they worked in large production teams, they would just go to work and slack off every day. Once the land was distributed to households, each family cultivated their own plots and had to carefully tend them. Whether they earned more or less depended on how well they tended the crops.
If you serve your parents well, the whole family will have a good life; if you serve your parents poorly, the whole family will suffer.
The eldest son of the Qu family was a capable man, able to manage all the family's fields by himself. Furthermore, his four children—the oldest was eight and a half, the second was seven, the third was five, and the youngest was three. The two older children were girls, old enough to work, so the eldest son of the Qu family could relax a bit.
"Village chief, please stop talking. We feel ashamed just listening to you. Your allocation is very reasonable. We have no objection. We all know that you get what you work for." A middle-aged man scratched his head in shame. He didn't realize it when no one pointed it out. After being scolded by Village Chief Wang, no one wanted to argue anymore.
"Yes, Uncle Cheng is right, we have no objection."
"No problem, no problem."
A group of people followed suit and shook their heads, looking like fence-sitters. This made Village Chief Wang laugh in anger, and he pointed at them, saying, "Look at how little you have achieved. You are so short-sighted, you only care about the little piece of land in front of you."
"Yes, yes, we are short-sighted. Without the village chief uncle, we don't know what our lives would be like. So, village chief uncle, we will arrange it however you say."
"Village Chief, we are the ones who can't figure it out. Young master of the Qu family, don't bother with your uncle! We are the ones who are mistaking it for something else."
The eldest son of the Qu family smiled and shook his head, looking honest and simple, but he smiled without saying a word.
Village Chief Wang glared at them and said, "Alright, there's no way around it. Let's make this arrangement. Go back and discuss it with your families. We'll start clearing the wasteland tomorrow."
"We can start today." Someone said. Who wouldn't want to start if they can make money?
"Yes, village chief, let's start today."
"If we can clear the wasteland sooner rather than later, we can all breathe a sigh of relief, Village Chief, what do you think?"
"That's right, I still have to work on my fields." Clearing the land would only take two days at most. I could finish it early, get the money, and go home to farm peacefully.
Everyone was very enthusiastic. Village chief Wang and the village cadres looked at each other and nodded in agreement.
"Since you want to do it, then go for it. But first of all, the wasteland areas will be allocated by the accountant. You will work on whatever area is allocated to you. Don't think about finding a good place. There is no such thing as that."
"Of course, of course."
"Listen to the accountant."
"Don't worry, we will be obedient."
Village chief Wang nodded in satisfaction and said to the village accountant, "Take them over, they are right. Let's finish the work in the fields quickly." It would take two days to go, and he was feeling anxious because of the extra days.
From ancient times to the present, farmers' hearts have been in the fields.
Making money is a good thing, but working in the fields is related to food security, which is what they value most.
The village accountant nodded in agreement, holding the account book, and led a group of people to the wasteland purchased by Cao Zheng. Without measuring carefully, he divided the land into pieces of about one acre each and left after dividing it.
As soon as the accountant left, the people who came to clean up the wasteland went home to get their tools to work.
Hongxing Village was bustling with activity. Cao Zheng was sitting in the car with a severe headache. Not only was it a headache, but when he sobered up he could smell the reek of alcohol. The air was even more unpleasant in the small, sealed space of the car.
"Mr. Cao, why don't you take a nap? I'll call you when we get there." The assistant asked tentatively.
"Okay, I'll take a nap. Their wine is delicious, but it has a strong aftertaste." Cao Zheng complained, then leaned back in the car seat and fell asleep.
The assistant's mouth twitched. "Isn't it because you can't hold your liquor? You're the worst off when you're drinking with a few people. Village Chief Wang got up and was fine, and the others didn't see it, so I don't think they were as seriously injured as Mr. Cao. At least he's someone who can benefit from it. Compared to Mr. Cao, who can drink but gets drunk easily, he can't compare to someone who can enjoy a drink every now and then."
The driver in front turned his head and asked softly, "Is Mr. Cao asleep?"
"Well, drive slower and more steadily," the assistant said.
"Try your best. Trucks are like this. They shake even on smooth roads." Walking on a flat road is much better than walking on a bumpy road.
Truck compartments are high, so they should not be so bumpy; if it is not satisfactory, then it is not satisfactory because domestic trucks have not yet developed to be as good as those in later generations.
In this day and age, driving a truck is a challenging job.
No one spoke along the way until they entered the city; the assistant asked the driver to drive the car outside the compound, and then went to call Cao Zheng.
"Mr. Cao, Mr. Cao... Mr. Cao, please wake up. We've arrived at the compound."
"Mr. Cao?"
"We've arrived at the compound. Go home and have a good sleep."
Cao Zheng moved his neck and stretched sleepily. His clothes were wrinkled from yesterday to today. He didn't care about it at the moment. He was too sleepy and just wanted to sleep.
"Boss Cao, you're awake and at the compound."
Cao Zheng squinted his eyes, then opened them and looked outside. He was indeed outside the compound.
“You’re here so soon.”
"The car has been on the road for more than an hour." Not fast, but very slow.
Cao Zheng felt a throbbing discomfort in his temples, so he rubbed them with his hands. When he felt a little better, he pushed open the door and jumped down. The truck was high, and he jumped down in a hurry, almost falling down, which scared his assistant.
The assistant hurriedly opened the other door and jumped out, trotting to Cao Zheng's side and helping him along. "Mr. Cao, please be careful."
"No need to help. The person was unconscious just now, but he's fine now." He pushed the person away and said firmly.
The assistant didn't know whether to extend his hand or retract it; seeing that Cao Zheng was walking a little unsteadily, he didn't know whether he should follow him in. By the time he made up his mind to follow, Cao Zheng had already entered the compound.
Not everyone can enter the main gate of the compound. It will be very troublesome if you go in without someone to lead you.
Therefore, the assistant gave up sending Cao Zheng inside, as he would be safe once he entered the compound. Cao Zheng had grown up in the compound, so nothing should happen to him. He still had to go back to deal with company matters and could not delay any longer.
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