Fan Twelve saw that there was something in the leader's words and a smile on his face, knowing that something was wrong. Seeing four soldiers standing at the entrance of the courtyard, the leader said "take it down!" and he had to carry his luggage to dig sand. He couldn't help but feel hot.
I was sweating and sweating. I hesitated for a long time without saying a word, but my body was involuntarily shaking.
The village accountant was still quick-thinking and said quickly: "Village Chief Fan is so arrogant that he can't explain clearly. Let me speak for you."
Yun Suji asked: "Are you..."
"I am the accountant of the village, Han Daoguo." The accountant stood up, nodded and bowed.
"Oh, it's the accountant." Yun Suji knew that in grassroots organizations, even though the accountant is not an official, he is a key figure. Cadres rely on him to do their jobs well and to do mischief. He understands the basic situation in the village better than ordinary cadres.
It was much more in-depth. He thought that the accountant was probably a store clerk or something like that, and he spoke Newspeak with a southern accent, so he said, "Okay, tell me about it."
"Yes, Chief!" Han Daoguo bowed and cleared his throat, "Our village is a model village in the county. This is all due to the leadership of the Senate, the county, and the township..." He looked at Yun Suji's
With an expression on his face, he quickly got to the point, "If you want to talk about the problems, there are quite a few. The biggest complaint from everyone right now is that there are too many laborers."
"What kind of method?"
Han Daoguo took out a small book from his pocket, flipped through a few pages with some saliva, and said: "Report to the chief: Last month, our village had a total of 1,566 working days of labor. It was still busy last month, so we sent labor
It’s less. On normal days, it would be 2,000 working days!”
Yun Suji calculated in his mind that the total labor force in the village was 192. In other words, each full labor force worked on average for more than 8 days last month. In a normal month, it would exceed 2,000 working days.
More than 10 days. In other words, even during the busy farming season, the labor force in this village only works for 2 days a week. In normal times, it reaches the level of nearly 3 days a week.
Yun Suji had read the political and economic history, which talked about the exploitation of peasants in serfdom estates working for landlords. Generally, 3 days a week is a threshold, and more than 3 days is basically the point where "people cannot make a living." And according to the previous and
From chatting with villagers, we learned that there is an unfair distribution of labor here. If some people escape from labor, their labor will inevitably fall on other villagers, and the burden will be far more than this amount. It is normal for farmers to complain.
He nodded slightly and said, "It's a little too much!"
Seeing that he had no objection, Han Daoguo became more courageous. He said: "As for this month, it is considered a slack period for farming. In fact, as you have seen, the leader, there is not much slack. There is a notice from the county that half of our village's employees will be transferred."
The laborers go to the construction site and stay there for a month."
"Not counting winter slack and busy farming, how much labor is required every month on average?"
"They're all around two thousand."
Yun Suji took out a pen and wrote down the data in his notebook. Then he asked:
"What about the service content?"
"We can do everything. Water conservancy and road construction are the big ones." Han Dao National Highway. "Planting trees, unloading goods, transporting wood, digging sand, fetching soil... As long as it's hard work, we will send people to do it."
"Where are the bad ones sent? What procedures do I have to go through?"
Fan Twelve calmed down a little now, and hurriedly went back and forth and said: "They will also be sent to the county, to the village, and to the mine. The procedure is to send a notice."
Yun Suji knew that the "mine" was the Jiazi Coal Mine, a state-owned enterprise directly under the Planning Institute. This mine now not only supplies low-quality lignite to Lingao, but also transports a large amount of mining by-products such as coal gangue to Qiongshan.
Processed into building materials. Cargo throughput is large.
"Where is the counterpart department? Which department issues the order?"
"In the county, it's the County Human Resources Department. In the township, the township government will issue a note with the official seal, and that's it." Fan Twelve said. "At the mine, the mine office will issue a note. When the notice arrives, people have to be arranged. If you don't go, it won't work.
"
Yun Suji thought this was too casual. It was a typical abuse of people's power.
"Are you going to work as a laborer to take care of the food?"
"In charge of food, I only spend money on clothes." Fan Twelve said, "My clothes were worn out at the last construction site. Now that I am working in the county, the county can give me some subsidies, so I can make up for it."
"Have you ever had any accidents while working?"
Fan Twelve hesitated for a moment and said: "Been out..."
"How many casualties are there? Are any disabled?"
"One died and three were disabled." Fan Twelve hurriedly said, "The county has given them pensions. They are living a comfortable life."
"Can the disabled work?" Yun Suji asked, "What arrangements does the village have for them?"
This time Fan Twelve was in trouble and hesitated: "Arrangements... always work..."
Han Daoguo hurriedly followed up and said: "The village has the final say for these households, and their land has been farmed by others. During the holidays, the village will provide more food, cloth, etc., so they can live a comfortable life. We will never let them freeze or starve."
Yun Suji thought this arrangement was acceptable, but Fan Twelve's vague words had to make him suspicious of Han Daoguo's statement. He decided to go to these houses to have a look.
At this time, a group leader boldly stood up and said tremblingly: "Chief..."
When Yun Suji saw that he was an old man, he said, "Old man, please sit down and talk. Sit down and talk."
"Thank you, chief." said the group leader, "we accept the labor contract. If you hurry up, you can still do the work in the fields. But now there are all kinds of tricks..."
"What tricks?"
The old man glanced at Fan Twelve and said: "The first is night school, where people are sent from the county to 'literate'. It's a good thing to have classes at night and be literate, but everyone has worked all day during the day and has to work the next day.
We all want to go to bed early. We all have to go - learn from holding lanterns. It’s just a child. Shouldn’t an old man like me be spared..."
"Oh, what else?"
“There are so many different study classes,” the old man said. “My son spends seven or eight days a month studying in the county for meetings and studies. He can’t handle the farm work at home, and his wife is sick from exhaustion.
When he goes to a meeting, he might as well be working as a slave laborer - when he is a slave laborer, he has to take care of the food, but when he goes to study and attends a meeting, he has to bring pancakes!"
"What does your boy do?"
"He is the liaison officer of the Heaven and Earth Society in the village."
Yun Suji nodded, turned around and asked Fan Twelve: "Are there many people in the village who often go to meetings for training?"
"There weren't many in the past, but recently the county organized children from the village to go to training. Most of them are those who are in the 14th Five-Year Plan. Groups of them go there for half a month."
Children aged fourteen or fifteen, regardless of gender, are considered half of the labor force in rural areas. Being away for half a month is indeed a loss for family labor.
Yun Suji asked the old man to sit down, and then someone mentioned that there were many disguised labor services: making military shoes, removing and washing old military uniforms, collecting castor seeds, preparing meals for the troops and laborers, and calling women
There is another kind of pancake making. There are also annual militia training and so on.
"We are really busy all year round when we open our eyes, and there are still a lot of hard labor waiting for us when we go to bed." The group leaders complained one after another, "The people are not happy, but the pressure in the county and township is tight, so if you don't do it, you can't do it!"
Seeing that the leaders were talking to the group leaders, Fan Twelve said, "I'm going to relieve myself." He walked out of the yard. He didn't go to pee. He called Liu Yuanhu, who was "maintaining order" outside, and said: "
Wonho! Hurry and get ready for the families who had the accident! Get some clothes for them, fill up the food store, and tell them not to talk nonsense! The chief may want to visit in a while!"
Liu Yuanhu agreed and said: "It's easy to talk to the other families, but what about the Cao family? That old guy has been working against us and is determined not to go along with what we say."
Fan Twelve said: "You find a place to lock her up first. Then we can just say that she went out to visit relatives. Anyway, there is no one else in her family."
Liu Yuanhu was about to leave when Fan Twelve stopped him again: "You have to remind the neighbors, don't talk nonsense! There are also people who have rented the land from these houses, you have to take care of them too.
: You can’t talk about renting, but farming on behalf of others. Only 30% of the grain is paid as hard work! The rest is given to the original owner. Do you understand? Don’t make a mistake!”
"I know!" Liu Yuanhu agreed and hurried away.
Fan Twelve took good care of Liu Yuanhu and returned to the yard. When he saw Yun Suji, he smiled and said, "Are you a grain farmer? I originally wanted to talk to several grain farmers. Getting rich is a good example."
When Fan Twelve saw that the person Chief Yun was talking to was Bai Puting, he was convinced. Not only was Lao Bai very "informed", he was also very cautious and would not talk nonsense.
"Supreme Taoist Treasure Tianzun!" Bai Puting is a believer in the new Taoism. He is extremely devout to this religion that saved him from death and sent him to the "blessed land". The serious talker always says this.
, "The world in Hainan is peaceful and it is easier to make a living. This is all thanks to the blessing of the Senate."
"How many people are in your family? How much land do you farm?"
"Reporting to the chief, I have a mother-in-law, two sons and two daughters at home. I have cultivated more than 200 acres of land. Eighty acres were allocated by the Senate, and the rest was obtained by asking the Heaven and Earth Society to open up wasteland. I also cultivated a few acres of land myself."
"Your family is prosperous." Yun Suji nodded, "How old are the children?"
"The eldest son is twenty, and the younger son is seventeen. The eldest daughter is thirteen, and there is a little girl who was born in Hainan and is only two years old..." Bai Puting sighed as he spoke, "Originally there was a little girl.
My son and my wife died on the road while fleeing."
Yun Suji nodded, no wonder he could make a fortune: the three men in the family are all strong laborers. The daughter can also do half of the labor. The wife can also give birth to children, and they will not be too old. There is no burden for the elderly in the family.
"Has your son got a wife?"
"The trustee said it's a deal. We have just harvested grain now, and we are short of money. We can't come up with a full set of betrothal gifts, so we have made a reservation first. Once the grain and native products are sold, we will pass after the first month." (To be continued.)