Han Haitao arrived in the town, where the tax office was ready. A group of tax officials were receiving training in the countryside to collect taxes. Han Haitao felt that this knowledge was too shallow, so he was a little worried about listening to the lecture.

After class, the teacher in charge of the town invited Han Haitao, "Does Comrade Han think there are any shortcomings in the regulations formulated now?"

Looking at the young man opposite him with sincere expressions, Han Haitao didn't know what to say. These young men came from Beijing and Tianjin with He Rui. Several officers were twenty-two or three years old, and the oldest one from Tianjin was 20 years old.

Han Haitao is less than forty and getting married is not too early. Now his eldest son is ten years old.

Han Haitao felt a little embarrassed when he was asked so sincerely by such a young boss.

After thinking for a while, he replied: "I don't think there are any shortcomings in the regulations, but I just think that these regulations must be understood when they are implemented. If you are not clear, you will inevitably be exploited."

The young teacher opposite immediately showed joy, "Comrade Han, I think this is the case too. But I was transferred to give a lecture soon after I worked. I am really not familiar with the application. Please check this out for Comrade Han."

After saying that, the young teacher took out a stack of documents. Han Haitao took a few pages and was shocked. This stack of contents is an explanation for the specific implementation of each tax regulation. Han Haitao's view on current tax implementation is not

He thought so alone, and some people in the tax bureau held the same view.

Therefore, the outline of this specific explanation clearly states that this is not the final explanation. It requires tax personnel to continuously improve and correct errors during implementation, and to regularly summarize and report.

Seeing that there was a sensible person in the tax bureau, Han Haitao answered sincerely: "It's me that I don't listen to the lecture carefully."

The young lecturer waved his hand quickly, "Comrade Han, don't say that, what we need is an experienced comrade like Comrade Han. Why not do this? Please go to the village first to see the specific situation and talk to the villagers about taxation. What's wrong with me?

Just write your ideas directly into a report. In this way, we have more cases to talk about in class.”

Although Han Haitao wanted to refuse, he finally agreed. Even now, Han Haitao is not sure whether he really wants to work with He Rui. It is indeed a very bad place to be too old, and Han Haitao really doesn't know He Rui.

What did you do in the countryside of Siping? It would be nice to go and see it first. If you really think it doesn’t work, please inform Chen Deli of the Taxation Bureau early so that it won’t delay everyone’s efforts.

Just as the tax bureau in the town sent a batch of study materials and tax bills to the village, Han Haitao joined the escort team and headed straight to Zhangjiatun.

At this time in Zhangjiatun, Zhang Qingshan, one of the six rural cadres, was harvesting in the farmland. The movement of waving the sickle made him feel tired, but he couldn't stop. Just a heavy rain or a strong wind could make the mature crops fall.

Lost crops are prone to rot and deterioration. This will not only cause all the hard work of half a year to turn into flowing water, but also the food in the next year will be lost.

Not only Zhang Qingshan, but all villagers are the same. When those half-aged children who have not been able to get used to this labor intensity stop, they will be scolded by their parents immediately. The half-aged children are wronged, but the parents are really angry.

Influx.

The harvesting days are going on like this.

In the early morning, Zhang Qingshan, who had harvested all day yesterday, woke up from his sleep. The fatigue and pain in his body did not completely eliminate, but he had no time to sleep in. Zhang Qingshan got up and cleaned up, and when he was about to go to the ground, he found that the sickle was missing.

Is there a thief in the house? For a moment, Zhang Qingshan was shocked and angry. When he was searching everywhere, he saw a wooden sign with a rope hanging on the place where the sickle was placed. The sign said it was learned in the rural cadre training class.

The number '56'.

Zhang Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the wooden sign to rush to the blacksmith shop at the entrance of the village. The sharpening master equipped in the village was working. The sound of the sickle being reciprocating on the whetstone was a little harsh, but it sounded like Zhang Qingshan's ears.

A nearly aesthetic rhythm. After working in farm work for nearly ten years, Zhang Qingshan did not expect that one day he would use a sickle that had been sharpened by a knife sharpener every day during the harvest season.

He used his hand to get his sickle from the militia captain responsible for management, and Zhang Qingshan looked carefully. The edge of the knife was sharp and there was no additional polishing of the blade. This skill was much better than himself.

Just as I was about to go to the ground with other villagers, I heard a noise next to me, "That's my sickle. Can I still talk lies? I just forgot to bring my hand cards and I will send you my hand cards when I come back from the ground!

”

Zhang Qingshan studied regulations in the training class, changing sickle with hand cards is the regulations. However, he can understand everyone's urgent mood. If there are storms, the harvest this year will be lost. Although it is only a few steps to go home, I feel in my heart

I was anxious, but I just didn't want to go back.

The militia captain in charge of hand cards did not give in. According to the training content in the training class, the militia captain said with a stern face: "It is a rule to exchange a sickle with a brand. You can go back and get the brand now. How many steps can you go? There is a quarrel skill.

, I've got it back long ago."

The body is naturally good if you can become the militia captain. Looking at the militia captain's strong figure and sharp eyes, the villagers who forgot to use their hands could only turn around and leave in disappointment, and then they heard him cursing, "I'll be there tonight."

Take the sickle home and sharpen it yourself. Can you still not sharpen the knife without you?"

Han Haitao, who had arrived in the village, looked at what happened silently, and the villagers' reaction was nothing strange. After opening a teahouse in recent years, Han Haitao had seen something more outrageous than this and people who were even worse than the villagers.

After all the villagers who went to the fields, the militia captain sorted out all the signs and sickles, turned around and headed to the temporary nursery.

After walking out a few steps, the militia captain turned around and looked at Han Haitao who was following him. The militia captain was strong, and the muscles under his single clothes stretched out a toned outline. He must have practiced martial arts.

Although he looked tough, the militia captain was very kind, "Korean tax officer, are you going to the nursery with me?"

Han Haitao replied frankly: "I see Captain Li being capable, I just want to follow Captain Li to see."

Captain Li of the militia team didn't say much, but just invited Han Haitao to go with him. Han Haitao asked with interest: "I see Captain Li has to go to the nursery several times a day for several days. It seems that he can't trust those people."

The nursery is full of small children from various families, and is collectively cared for by women and elderly people in the village. This saves the villagers a lot of worries. Although some lazy women still use the excuse of taking care of their children, most of them are not allowed to go to the ground.

Women still save a lot of time to help their family do some work within their ability. In addition to delivering meals, they can even take time to go to the field to do some work.

Captain Li didn't expect Han Haitao to see some tricks from it. He looked at Han Haitao in a little surprised, but did not hide it. "Does the Korean tax officer think that I am fierce every time I go?"

Han Haitao shook his head, "I admire Captain Li's intentional work. You have no malice at all, so how can you say that you are evil and evil?"

Captain Li looked at Han Haitao for a moment before sighing: "I'm not hiding it from the Korean tax accountants. Many of the people with good tempers just want others to think that they have good tempers, but in fact they are not serious when doing things. But these children are all at home.

If a person’s heart is touched, he will be sorry for his trust. I often go there to make it possible for those people to get serious.”

Han Haitao nodded repeatedly. He admired He Rui's subordinates who could accurately find people like Captain Li from the villagers. Han Haitao always believed that he was not afraid of no good things, but he was afraid of no good people. If someone like Captain Li was the militia captain and maintained
Chapter completed!