The next day.

A trace of red light just appeared on the edge of the sky.

The newly built rice field in Caogou Village flashes.

Long stools are neatly placed in the center of the venue, and tables and chairs are also placed on the stage.

"Defa, do you agree or object?"

"I must agree. You want that piece of weedland for you. Uncle Hongbing wants to contract it if he wants it."

"This is the reason. Why did you say that Uncle Hongbing has contracted the meadow for no reason? Did you find any treasure?"

"I'm not jealous of gold when you find it. If you dare to object, believe it or not, I smash your door tonight."

"I will definitely agree to hit you."

Everyone on the rice field was whispering.

The villagers discussed the topic. The village committee used a loudspeaker last night and said that Uncle Hongbing would contract the meadow and notified that the villagers' representative meeting be held at the rice farm at the entrance of the village this morning. Each household, regardless of gender, would be a representative.

As the sun rises.

Villagers came to the rice farm one after another, but unlike the past, they were particularly quiet today.

On the rice field, several gangs each occupy a corner.

A group of uncle Yanpai, aunt Jinhua, uncle Liang, and uncle Mihu were led by some old people, a group of Dakui, Tiezhu, Fusheng, Shuisheng, Laogen, Defa, and a group of Li Chunsheng, Uncle Tian Wa

, Changlin, Dazhi and others occupy a corner.

Left left-behind women such as Widow Liu, Li Sanqing, Su Xiang, Shuangyan, and some villagers with extremely low presence in the village.

Among these gangs, Uncle Yandai, Dakui and Li Hongbing have a good relationship. They greeted each other and nodded tacitly. Chunsheng followed the village chief Li Huaizhong's horse and remained neutral. Whatever the village chief said was what he said.

Finally, Widow Liu and the left-behind women in the village belonged to the village fence-bearers, and the wind was strong there and it was pouring to the other side.

Soon.

Li Huaizhong, who was proud of the spring breeze, wore an old Zhongshan outfit, wore a forward hat, walked into the rice field, warmly exchanged greetings with several groups of people, and walked onto the stage.

I was given a vaccination in advance last night, and the Red Soldiers could get the consent of at least half of the villagers. Contracting the meadow is a foregone conclusion. As long as this is done well, you will be able to get the results and be transferred to the town for work. I didn't expect that I could still do it in my lifetime.

A day of progress.

Li Hongbing appeared with his hands behind his back and followed Ouyang Hua. As for his father, he didn't want to get involved at all. In his words, the old Li family could not handle a piece of land, so he would not have to stay in the forest area again in the future.

"Uncle Hongbing."

"Red Soldier"

"Uncle Hongbing."

As soon as people walked into the rice field, villagers had to say hello on their own initiative, regardless of whether they had any ideas or not. This is the rule.

Li Hongbing bowed his hand and replied with a smile.

"Red Soldier." Li Huaizhong pointed to the chair next to the stage and signaled him to go and sit down.

As the contractor, today he can only be a bystander and cannot participate, otherwise he will be regarded as a secret operation. However, the secret operation was over last night, and today it was just a formality.

Looking at the watch, seeing that the time was about the same, Li Huaizhong picked up the microphone on the table, coughed gently twice, and said formally.

"Hey, Caogou Village Villagers' Congress has begun. Please accept all delegates."

Several gangs of people around the rice farm walked into the rice farm and sat on a long stool.

Li Huaizhong picked up the microphone again.

"Today, the theme of the villagers' congress is that Li Hongbing of our village will contract meadows, with 20 yuan per acre per year, and the contract period is fifty years. The meadows belong to the collective land of the village, so everyone is asking them to come here to vote. If you have anything to say,

Say it quickly.”

Just finished speaking.

Widow Liu stood up, "Village Chief, Uncle Hongbing contracted the meadow, I don't care. I just want to ask, after contracting the meadow, can we still go to the meadow to pick orphans, herd sheep, chickens, pigs, and grass.

"

Originally, no one wanted the meadow, but every year during the Mutton Season, everyone would go to the meadow to pick mushrooms and subsidize their household income. Now, Uncle Hongbing contracted that if he was not allowed to enter the meadow, he would not be able to earn money from Mutton from now on.

There are also livestock raised by every household, and meadows are also the main source of livestock green feed.

No matter who the villagers are in the audience, they are very concerned about the good relationship between them and Li Hongbing. When they hear the questions raised by Widow Liu, the villagers immediately talked about it. They have a good relationship but cannot be used as food.

"This..." Li Huaizhong looked at the audience, and he was not easy to answer this question.

At this time, Li Hongbing stood up and smiled at the villagers.

"Don't worry, what the meadows were like in the past and what the meadows would be like in the future. No matter whether you pick orphans of mushrooms or place livestock, I can write it into the contract, but there is one thing, no pesticides are allowed to be spread on the meadows."
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"That's OK. Pesticides are so expensive. That blind dog will spray it into the meadow." Widow Liu nodded, "Then I agree, there's nothing to say."

"Whoever has any questions? Ask quickly, don't vote and start silly." Li Huaizhong asked with a microphone.

"I don't agree." Li Sanqing suddenly stood up, "The land was contracted by Uncle Hongbing. Now he has to contract meadows again. What's left in our village? Don't call it Caogou Village in the future, but change it to Lijia Village."

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Wow!

The scene was in an uproar.

No one expected that Li Sanqing would come out and fire. I heard that he was beaten by Uncle Hongbing at school a few days ago, and he came to find a place at this time.

"Yes, I don't agree. 20 yuan per acre is the difference between giving away? I have been contracted for fifty years, so I don't say how much money I have."

As Wang Dalai stood up and started to cheer, the other villagers who were sharpening their knives stood up one after another.

"I can't control whether to contract or not. Village chief, I just want to ask how to deal with the fifty-year contract payment."

"Yes, how many acres of land are there in the meadow and how much contract fee is, I have to say something."

"Village Chief, don't be confused about it. That money is a collective asset, you can't be greedy."

...

Before Li Hongbing came, he prepared various preparatory items to deal with the villagers' difficulties. However, except for the problem of Widow Liu at the beginning, the remaining villagers targeted Uncle Huaizhong.

When I turned around and thought, I felt relieved.

The villagers are not stupid either, they feel like a mirror.

In their eyes, the meadow is worthless. Anyone can contract it, just give it money.

Just count as 40,000 mu, there are 800,000 in a year.

800,000, not 80 yuan, 800 yuan, 8000 yuan.

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As a member of the village collective, he naturally enjoys the right to allocate contract fees.

Now that I don’t make a fuss, I have so much money in the village committee’s pocket, it will be difficult to get out again.

Li Huaizhong sneered in his heart. After being the village chief for decades, these people knew what to do if they were stinging their feet. They picked up the microphone, raised their hand and pressed it.

"Everything is quiet, listen to me."

"This time, the contracted meadow has 42,000 mu, and the contract period is fifty years. The contractor needs to pay the corresponding contract payment to the village committee five times, each ten years, totaling 8.4 million."

Just finished speaking.

The entire rice field was in a boiling state.

Everyone's expressions are shocked and surprises.

More than eight million, how much is that?

Some people were giggling in a daze, some people couldn't count their fingers, they took off their shoes and counted them with their toes, some people pinched their arms hard, and some people slapped themselves in the face.

This is the result that Li Huaizhong wants.

Originally, he planned to contract the meadow to Hongbing and collect a contract fee for one year first. When the matter of his adjustment was settled, it would have nothing to do with him. Who knew that Li Hongbing came to his door in the middle of the night last night to pay the contract fee every ten years, which would make it a big deal.

Li Huaizhong was so scared that he couldn't sleep well all night.

The contract payment is paid every ten years, and this political achievement is the only one in the forest area.

Originally, I was not sure about the increase. The Red Soldier borrowed flowers to offer Buddha, which was a foregone conclusion. He pinched the snail with three fingers - steady.

When the villagers were excited, their eyes shone and looked at the stage.

For the first time in decades, Li Huaizhong felt the respectful gaze of the villagers. His emotions suddenly rose, and he said with a microphone in his expression.

"I know how hard we live, and I know that our Caogou Village is poor. My daughter outside shook her head when she heard Caogou Village. The daughter in the village also married her wholeheartedly. She was also a 30-year-old son, and she couldn't find a wife. Now she doesn't need to.

Now."

"30% of this contract payment is used as a public construction project in the village, and the remaining 70% are distributed according to the current village heads and will be divided into ten years."

30% handed in, 70% dividends.
To be continued...