Director Song had already been dazzled by Xue Laosan's bunch of Smurfs and made it clear to him. He hugged the beloved Smurf into his arms, "These miscellaneous expenses are not the messy expenses that Lao Zeng said. They are necessary to maintain the operation of the village."
The expenses include building canals, dredging ditches and other village projects, all of which are very numerous. Shouldn’t we villagers pay for our own affairs? Do we still expect the government to do this?”
Director Song was halfway through what he said, and Xue Laosan understood it all. The person surnamed Song said it nicely, but to his ears, it was just food and drink money for village cadres, which had to be paid by the villagers. The village administration projects allocated by superiors were either privately owned by these guys or not.
Divide, or suppress it secretly, and change it to be divided among the villagers. Watermark
But what he didn't expect was that these village cadres would be so bold and charge such a high share of expenses. Zeng Wangcai's family only shared five hundred yuan.
The five hundred yuan of this era is not the five hundred yuan of later generations. In this era, five hundred yuan is even the annual income of many strong laborers!
"How audacious!"
Xue Laosan suppressed his anger and continued, "Director Song has just settled the account, and I listened carefully. The old Zeng family owes 569 yuan in food arrears, 1,000 yuan in childbirth expenses, and 500 yuan in apportionment, totaling 2,000 yuan."
Sixty-nine yuan, how come you only owe one thousand, seven hundred and twenty-eight yuan and sixty-seven cents in your mouth? Where did the rest of the money go?"
"Is this man a fool? You're still not satisfied that I'm taking less money?"
Director Song said in his heart, "What's wrong with this? It's not that the party's policy is good. The government cares about the people and waives the children's tuition and book fees. However, the higher-ups sometimes don't think carefully, and some
Families simply don’t want their children to go to school. Take Lao Zeng for example. His family
There are four children in the house, three girls, one son, and three girls. They are all money-losing goods. Let’s learn from the previous one. But when the government’s money is given out, they just use it to offset their debts. After nine years, the three children have exactly three hundred
If you have more money, the village will use the money to spread it! Now you finally understand it, hurry up!"
Talk. Director Song opened his big hand and snatched the banknotes from Xue Laosan's hand.
Xue Laosan lightly dodged and moved away. He stuffed the stack of money into his pocket and said, "What you said is wrong. You alone. I can't believe it. Bring me a note, or you can inform your village leaders and let them know."
He came to settle this account with me!"
Xue Laosan was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. Only now did he understand what it means to have policies from above and countermeasures from below!
Dejiang's policy of exempting all tuition and miscellaneous fees for nine-year compulsory education came from him.
At that time, the King of Shu Xiang made huge profits, and those who were near the water got the moon first. Xue Laosan took the lead in exempting Yunjin people from agricultural taxes and student tuition and miscellaneous fees.
Later, the news spread that Yunjin had made huge profits, and everyone in Dejiang was eyeing these tens of millions. However, when Xue Laosan was guarding the door, no matter who came, they would come back empty-handed.
However, Xue Laosan gritted his teeth again and again. The education of the next generation, which he cared most about in his life, was already in his mind. Later, when the Education Committee came to complain, he allocated the funds without saying a word and issued a document through the city government office.
All students within the nine-year compulsory education scope in Dejiang are exempted from all tuition and miscellaneous fees, and the Education Committee is strictly ordered to use special funds to implement them, and schools are strictly prohibited from charging any fees to students.
But today's situation fell into Xue Laosan's eyes. He really didn't know how his hard work had been wasted by these bastards.
But he said that when Director Song saw Xue Laosan hiding the Smurfs in his pocket, he became furious and said, "Why the hell are you not keeping your word? You want to cheat, right? You don't even look at the eyes on Lord Ma's head?"
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Xue Laosan said, "If you want to take action, it will be for nothing if you just come together, so get out!"
Only then did Director Song remember that the guy in front of him was so brute force that it was difficult to deal with him, "Niu Er, you're deaf. I just asked you to call Suo Zhang, but you still can't move the hell!" After scolding, he glared at Xue again.
The third child said, "You are arrogant. When you are arrogant, wait until Zhang Suo comes and see how I deal with you!"
"I'm waiting for you!"
Xue Laosan agreed and said to Zeng Wangcai, "Brother Zeng, let's continue eating. I have eaten everything in my life, but I have never eaten prison food. Don't worry about me!"
While talking, Xue Laosan picked up the bowls and chopsticks and launched an attack on the table of authentic farm food in front of him.
After finishing the meal in a hurry, Zeng Wangcai sat there stupidly, and he did not come to persuade him. Knowing that at this moment, no matter how much he tried to persuade, Zeng Wangcai would definitely have no appetite.
He put down his chopsticks, and the roar of a motor came from outside the door again. It didn't sound like a large locomotive, but more like a motorcycle. As expected, after a while, a three-wheeler was crowded with four or five men. This group
The people were dressed very strangely, some were wearing police hats, some were wearing police trousers, some were wearing police uniforms, but no one was wearing the police uniforms properly.
"Zhang Suo, why did it take so long to come here? The fat sheep almost let go..."
Director Song smiled and spoke to the man in his thirties, who was driving a three-wheeler and had a very deep centipede mark on his forehead, and started talking from afar. Afterwards, his voice gradually became lower, and he could not stop looking at Mr. Xue.
Flying in three places, it is obvious that Xue Laosan is thinking about it.
Sure enough, before Director Song finished speaking, Zhang Suo stared at Xue Laosan's purse in his trouser legs with a smile in his eyes, "How dare you come from such a troublesome person, take it away for me!"
As soon as Zhang Suo finished speaking, the three policemen rushed towards Xue Laosan like wolves and tigers. Zeng Wangcai picked up the shovel and waited for his life. After all, Xue Xiang got involved in his family's affairs. Shu
Middle school children are never ischemic.
"Old Zeng, don't move. I just want to go to jail today!"
Xue Laosan snatched Zeng Wangcai's shovel with his hands, threw it aside, and allowed the three policemen who rushed up to handcuff his hands behind his back.
Director Song sneaked up, emptied Xue Laosan's wallet, held a bunch of Smurfs and waved them in front of Xue Laosan's eyes, and said proudly, "I told you, you and I are the only ones who will suffer. I hope this meal
Prison food, you can understand it!"
Director Song had previously heard that Xue Xiang had a lot of money in his pocket, so Zhang thought it was only a hundred dollars at most. After all, in these days, no one had any trouble stuffing money into their pockets.
Seeing this thick stack of unity, Zhang Suo felt itchy in his heart, and said to the policemen who were accompanying him, "You go back with the suspect first, and give him a good education. I will come back later."
He didn't plan to return later, but was anxious to make arrangements with Director Song to avoid being raped by someone named Song and losing his share.
After the three police officers pressed Xue Laosan away, Director Song and Zhang Suo did not shy away from suspicion. The two of them looked at each other and smiled happily. Suddenly, a shout came from the distance. It was the village party secretary Xia Daoguo's voice.
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Director Song and Director Zhang panicked, and quickly put a bunch of them into their pockets, before they all went out together.
Before they even left the yard, Director Zhang was heard shouting, "Lao Xia, just call me a few times. It's not a big case. Just arrest a bastard who is messing with the law. Don't make a fuss about it..."
Halfway through the words, Director Zhang couldn't shout anymore. The person who came was indeed Xia Daoguo, but Xia Daoguo, whose face was red and his shoes were all crooked, was followed by a group of dark people. When he took a closer look, there was a Qi from the countryside.
Secretary, Director Song's brother-in-law, Chief Su, and upon further inspection, he saw that the visitor was Director Deng from the County Public Security Bureau. Apart from those three, Director Zhang actually didn't recognize the rest of the people.
But no matter how unfamiliar he was, Zhang still had some basic common sense in officialdom. Director Deng of the County Public Security Bureau was already a towering figure to Zhang. It was usually difficult for Zhang to meet Director Deng.
However, among this dark group of men who looked very imposing, Director Deng was actually pushed to the side. Obviously, there was someone with greater connections among this group of people.
At this point in his thoughts, he also thought of his rude remarks earlier. Director Zhang wished he could transform into a groundhog so that he could burrow into the ground.
"Old Song, what the hell are you still doing here? I'm asking you, who drove the village car to haul fertilizer today? Is it you? Tell me quickly!"
Xia Daoguo rushed forward like a gust of wind, grabbed Lao Song's arm, and yelled away. Between his brows and eyes, he was so anxious that he almost shed tears.
"What kind of fertilizers, what kind of cars, Lao Xia, why are you talking about these things?"
Director Song has no facial expressions and is still at a loss.
Xia Daoguo wished he could kick this bastard to death, but if he tried to speak again, he had no chance, and the large army had already followed him.
"Zhang Gou, if you don't work in the countryside, what are you doing here in the village? You're making trouble!"
Director Deng was the first to ask questions.
He saw from a distance that there was a man wearing a police hat, and his heart skipped a beat. Looking closer, he saw that it was Zhang Gou, the director of the rural police station. Not only did he not have a complete set of uniforms, but he was also dressed crookedly.
Seeing his behavior, Director Deng wished he could slap him in the face. This bastard named Zhang was clearly asking Deng to look good in front of the Yiyang County Party Committee team!
"I, I received a report that there were people... coming here to call the police!"
Director Zhang was so stunned that he stammered and couldn't form any words.
"How many will you take?"
Director Deng breathed a sigh of relief, guessing that it must be about tax arrears. This kind of thing will happen every day, and the county also knows that as long as not many people are taken away, it is not a big deal.
"One, one!" Director Zhang said timidly.
Director Deng was about to ask Director Zhang to get out when the middle-aged fat man who was surrounded by people in the center suddenly said, "Stop trying to pull the strings here. Who is that? Are you sure that tractor is from Dashu Village?"
The speaker was none other than Yiyang County Magistrate Feng Hongqi. It was already hot in the summer. Magistrate Feng had traveled dozens of miles and walked such a long dirt road. He was already scorched by the sun. At this moment,
My tongue is almost angry, and I have big things in my mind. I can't bear to listen to Director Deng talking nonsense to his subordinates.
"County Magistrate, I'm not sure, but the reporter said that the slogan of Dashu Village Committee was printed on the tractor, and Mayor Xue must have got into that vehicle."
A young man bent his waist and whispered. (To be continued...)