Chapter 173 Production Team Meeting
In the morning, smoke from cooking fires rose from Beishan Village. A skinny chicken lady staggered out of her little home, looking for breakfast in a corner of the village.
Ms. Chicken had some complaints in her heart, because almost all the insects visible to the naked eye were snatched up and eaten by the group of little brats called "troublemakers". She could only pick up the tiny insects that were missed or difficult to see with the naked eye.
Ms. Chicken is even eaten by hungry people at any time, who eat it as if it were a wild vegetable. The owner really didn't want to starve it to death, but was reluctant to eat it, and even more so didn't want these chicken butt banks to go bankrupt, so he asked the old lady to guard it, watch over it, and let it solve its own feeding. Alas, the chicken's body has a hard time!
In the morning, when the members were getting ready to go to work, the voice of the team leader rang out over the loudspeaker: "Attention, members of Beishan Village, attention, all of you must gather at the team headquarters for a meeting this morning. If you do not attend the meeting, your work points will be deducted. If you have special circumstances, ask the team leader for leave."
Ziyi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and asked in confusion: "Didn't the captain discuss this with the other officers in the brigade?"
"Maybe after we left last night, he went to discuss it with other cadres." Yi Ke guessed.
"Don't worry about it. We'll find out if we go and take a look." Ziyi locked the door and walked towards the brigade headquarters with Yike.
Beishan Village used to be one village, but was later divided into three production teams. Each team had only a dozen households, with about thirty adults and children in total, and about a dozen able-bodied laborers. A production team had only more than 40 acres of land.
There were thirty households in the three production teams, with a total population of more than one hundred people, and the arable land area was less than one hundred and five hundred acres. There were many mountains and little land, so there was nothing to produce on the mountains and the grain yield in the fields was not high.
Beishan Village is the poorest brigade in the whole town, no, it should be the poorest brigade in the whole county, with an average daily income of less than 30 cents per person.
Ziyi and Yike saw all the members coming out of their homes along the way, even the children went to the brigade headquarters for meetings. I have never seen what a meeting is like in the countryside, so this time I have broadened my horizons.
The Beishan Village Brigade Headquarters was built near the center of the village. It was the best house in the village, with three tiled rooms. Although the walls of the house are made of mud, the roof is not thatched but green tiles. It is said that this was after the last flood, and the team was still planning to cover the house with thatch. The most lovely soldiers who helped them rebuild their homes at that time pooled their money to buy green tiles to cover their homes.
There was a large threshing ground in front of the brigade office. When Ziyi and Yike arrived, the threshing ground was full of people.
There were more than 500 people in the brigade there, but everyone brought long or short stools. Only Ziyi and Yike didn't bring anything.
When the two were awkwardly preparing to run home to get stools, the team leader called Ziyi and Yike to sit in the front. The team leader arranged Ziyi to sit with the captain of Team 1, and arranged Yike to sit with the director of women's affairs.
There was a long table at the entrance of the brigade office, which was the office desk of the brigade office. Four brigade cadres sat on both sides of the table, and the team leaders of each production team sat next to the brigade cadres.
Team leader Wang Guoqing walked to the middle of the desk and stood there, shouting loudly: "It's time for a meeting, it's time for a meeting, everyone be quiet."
People of this generation are really obedient. As soon as the captain finished speaking, the scene suddenly became quiet. Even the children kept their mouths shut and dared not make a sound. There was a crowd of people on the threshing ground, all looking up at the captain.
"The main reason I called everyone here today is to ask you if your family's food will last until the summer harvest?" As soon as the captain finished speaking, it was like poking a hornet's nest, and the scene suddenly exploded:
"Captain, you already know everything. My family has been out of food for a long time, not even grains."
"Captain, my family is out of food. Is there any relief food?"
"Captain, my family is out of food."
"Captain, my family is also out of food."
"Captain, my family is eating so much wild vegetables that we can hardly walk."
"Captain, my family has few laborers, and the amount of food we received last year was small. After the Chinese New Year, there was no food left. We have relied on everyone's help to survive until now."
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The members were all rushing to say that they had no food at home, as if if they spoke slowly they would be considered to have surplus food at home.
The secretary glared at the captain fiercely, dragged him aside, walked to the desk, and said loudly: "Quiet, quiet, everyone listen to me."
The noisy members looked at each other and then quieted down.
"Comrades, we are all aware of the situation at the brigade members' homes. Almost every family has run out of food. Some families have been eating only wild vegetables to fill their stomachs a month ago. This is all because we, the cadres, are incompetent. We are ashamed to have let the members go hungry. But we have thought of many ways. As everyone knows, we have many mountains and little land. After handing over the public grain, we don't have much surplus food. Seeing everyone starving, the brigade cadres and production team leaders are very anxious." The secretary's speech was really well-written. Every word touched the hearts of the members.
"Secretary, my father starved to death in the past. In order to save food for my son, he ate Guanyin soil when he was very hungry, and finally..." an old man stood up and said, breaking down in tears at the end.
Other members sympathized and comforted those families.
"Everyone understands how difficult it is to have no food to eat. Although this year is better than before, we have wild vegetables to eat. But people will become weak if they only eat wild vegetables, especially the elderly and children. If their health is poor, they will easily get sick and die. There are precedents for this." The secretary led everyone to recall the consequences of having no food to eat. The female members were in tears while the men were dejected.
Seeing that the atmosphere was getting tense, the secretary said loudly, "Comrades, are we just going to wait and watch our elderly and children die?"
"cannot!"
"No, we have to find a way. We can't just watch them die."
"Secretary, can you please help us think of a solution?"
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The dejected men raised their heads and shouted. "There is a way. There is always a way out. We called everyone here today to help you solve the problem." The secretary smiled and said, "But before we talk about the solution, our brigade cadres and production team leaders will hold a meeting to discuss. As long as everyone keeps their mouths shut after knowing the solution and does not tell any outsiders, and women cannot tell your family members, if you can do that, then we will tell everyone what the solution is."
"Secretary, can this method of yours provide us with food?"
"Secretary, as long as it can keep us from going hungry, we will never tell anyone."
"Secretary, just tell us. We promise not to tell anyone."
"Secretary, we promise to keep the women in our family’s mouths under control."
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