"When their village chief comes, you ask them to come to the courtyard." Liao Fan said softly to Lu Liming.

Of course, Liao Fan is not worried that there are people among the villagers who intend to murder him, but in this dilapidated small courtyard, there are simply not so many people squeezed in, and the surrounding courtyard walls are made of soil and stones, which looks crumbling.

Half an hour later, the village chief went to the courtyard under the leadership of the villagers, and the people were crowded more and more, and the crowd was getting closer and closer, most of them just wanted to come forward to watch the excitement, and did not feel that it would be dangerous for so many people to gather together.

"Chief Liao, this is our village chief Wang Laozhuan of Hongxing Village, and he also took the young men in the village to send food to the troops a few years ago." The fellow came to Liao Fan and said.

Liao Fan hurriedly stood up, held Wang Laoshuan's hands, and thanked Hongxing Village for its contribution to the 33rd Independent Division.

"Old village chief, can you pick out a dozen good people who grow crops, I want to meet them, and these fellow villagers should go back, they are not safe in this place, if I have time, I may meet with you." Liao Fan saw that some fellow villagers had already climbed the surrounding trees to see the excitement.

"Okay, I'll do it!" The old village chief trembled his hands, Liao Fan shook hands with him just now, such a big chief actually shook hands with him, which made him very excited, and this matter can be used to show off to other old men in the future.

Under the call of the village chief, and with the help of Lu Liming, it was not easy for the people around the courtyard to disperse, but most of them still seemed to be reluctant, there should be too many people, and they didn't see Liao Fan at the back of the team.

Ten minutes later, the old village chief stood in front of Liao Fan with eight people, these eight people looked the same age as the owner of this courtyard, but due to the wind and sun, Liao Fan couldn't judge their specific age, so he could only guess approximately.

Lao Cun smiled respectfully at Liao Fan, and then said to the eight people standing behind him, "It's not good to call the chief yet!" ”

"Just call me sir, my name is Liao Fan, my brother calls me Fanzi, in terms of age, you are all a few years older than me, just like my uncle and uncle, you can just call me Fanzi." Liao Fan hurriedly interrupted the old village chief, everyone in the army is called by military rank, and when he arrives at the people's homes, it is even more impossible for Liao Fan to let the villagers call him chief.

"Then how can it be done," the old village chief was the first to disagree, "Chief Liao led the troops to protect our Taihang Mountain, we can't call Chief Liao so casually, it's better to call the chief, and we ordinary people are not awkward in our hearts." ”

"Old village chief, the soldiers in our army call our division commander Brother Fan, there is no problem with you calling him Fanzi." Lu Liming saw Liao Fan's eyes, and hurriedly stepped forward to relieve the siege, and the title of chief could not be continued, it was too awkward for Liao Fan.

The old village chief glanced at Lu Liming, and then looked at Liao Fan embarrassedly: "Since this is the case, I will make a big deal and call Chief Liao a mortal." You guys don't say hello yet. ”

"Good mortal!" The eight fellows who followed behind Liao Fan heard the village chief's instructions and immediately said hello.

"Isn't that right, call me a mortal, and everyone's distance will also enter, so it will be more convenient to speak." Liao Fan likes this feeling, the fellows are very simple, but they have some reverence for Liao Fan from the bottom of their hearts, as long as the title is changed, the distance between everyone is instantly shortened.

"Fanzi, there are no special grain growers in our village, these eight people are the people who beat the most grain in the field in our village last year, so I called them over." The old village chief was still a little uncomfortable when he opened his mouth to call Fanzi, and his face was a little embarrassed.

"Since you're all here, don't stand, you are all experts in farming, and you are more capable than me, if you give me a piece of land, maybe I won't be able to get food." Liao Fan helped the old village chief to sit down, and then beckoned the eight villagers to sit down.

Although they had already opened their mouths to call Fanzi, where could they change their minds in a moment, a few people still refused to sit down.

Liao Fan shook his head helplessly, and then said with a smile: "You all sit down, how can you listen to me when you stand, if you keep standing like this, I can't say anything." Liao Fan always kept a smile on his fellow countrymen, this is not a Japanese devil, he has no need to dictate to his fellow countrymen.

"Good! We all listen to mortals, mortals let us sit down, we all sit down! The old village chief was ruthless, sat down first, and then beckoned a few villagers around him to sit down.

"That's right, today you are a teacher, I am a student, and I have come to ask you for advice." Liao Fan found a place to sit on the ground, looked at the few people in front of him and said.

"Everyone knows that the people who farm the land rely on the sky for food, and how much grain is produced in the field directly determines whether the people can eat enough, so I want to ask you, whether the military rations we collected last year were a bit too much, and whether the surplus grain in your hands is enough to eat for a year!" Liao Fan asked a few people, according to their calculations, after the army collected the grain, the grain in the hands of the people was enough until the autumn harvest of the next year, but the calculation was calculated, as long as there was a little mistake, many people would be hungry.

Several people glanced at each other, not knowing what Liao Fan meant, and didn't dare to speak first.

"No matter what you have to say here, if you have surplus food, the army will not levy you, if there is no surplus food, we have decided to change the army's grain requisition plan, at least so that the people can eat all year round."

"Fanzi, since your troops came, the soldiers have helped us to open up the wasteland and farm, I don't know about other villages, but each family in our Hongxing Village has at least three acres of land more than before, and with their own land, the villagers' enthusiasm for farming is high, and of course the yield will come up." The old village chief was the first to speak.

"Then tell me if last year's grain will be enough for you to eat this autumn's harvest!" Liao Fan doesn't want to beat around the corner, no matter how much land there is, no matter how high the enthusiasm of the people is, no matter how good the grain output is, the people are still hungry all year round, and their troops are no different from the landlords and old wealth, and they are not as good as before.

At this time, a villager was hesitant to say something, but after glancing at the old village chief, he immediately lowered his head and stopped talking.

Liao Fan glanced at the villagers who were about to speak, and his heart was cold, knowing that there must be something in this: "I, Liao Fan, are here today to investigate the specific situation of the villagers, so I also hope that a few fellow villagers have something to say and don't hide it from us, so it won't be good for everyone." ”

"Fanzi, what can happen, the common people have produced more grain this year than last year, if there is not enough to eat, we will really be considered white at the end of the year." The old village chief said.

Liao Fan glanced at all the people, except for the old village chief, the other eight villagers all lowered their heads and did not speak. Liao Fan sneered in his heart, it seemed that the problem was with this old village chief.

"Auntie, is the meal ready?" Liao Fan ignored the old village chief, but shouted at the eldest lady who was cooking.

"Sir Liao, are you hungry?" The eldest lady poked her head out of the room and shouted, "But we have to wait a while, you can talk first, and it will be fine in a while." ”

"Old village chief, it's almost noon, your family will definitely be waiting for you to eat, why don't you go back first, I'll talk to the eight of them." Liao Fan took advantage of the words of the eldest mother and began to help the host's family drive away the guests.

The old village chief was stunned for a moment when he heard Liao Fan's words, and then glanced at the eight people on the side, seeing that none of them spoke, the old village chief had to stand up and prepare to leave, and anyone with a discerning eye could hear that Liao Fan was deliberately driving him away. And the owner, who had been hiding in the house, seemed to hear Liao Fan speak, and hurriedly trotted out of the house.

"It's noon, and I can't let the old village chief run home to eat again, one more is one more pair of chopsticks, even when I am poor, there is no reason to push the guests out." The host, the villager, took the old village chief's arm and pulled the old village chief behind.

"With so many people eating at your house, is there enough food for your house?" Liao Fan glanced at the owner of the house and asked, "According to what I have learned, the grain collected by the army has reached the limit of the common people, and if so many people eat at your place, if this meal continues, your family may have to run out of food for several days." ”

"Where can we cut off food, besides, in this big mountain, there is food everywhere, if there is not enough to eat, our whole family can go up the mountain to dig wild vegetables, and our second son is also fifteen years old, follow to the mountains to the next trap, get a cover, always get some game back, and improve the food for the family." Said the owner of the house.

Liao Fan looked at the way the owner of the house spoke, and from his tone, Liao Fan could hear that the family was not short of food all year round, but whether it was because there were wild vegetables and game in this Taihang Mountain, but because he believed that no matter how much he squandered food, their family would have food in stock.

However, according to the investigation of Sun Boyong's logistics department, they collect half of the grain after the autumn harvest, and the surplus grain is just enough for the people to live for a year.

Now in front of this old village chief, the eight people who were called by the old village chief definitely didn't dare to tell the truth, and these eight were all called by the old village chief, so it was inevitable that Liao Fan would say something when he couldn't see it. And the appearance of one of the villagers who wanted to speak and stopped proving that there was something greasy in this.

Since the villagers don't dare to say it, they must also have their own secrets, and Liao Fan doesn't want to force them to say it. However, since there is a problem, Liao Fan will definitely not let it go like this, and this is still a big problem related to the people's food, if it is buried a big hidden danger when Taihang Mountain is fast, it is equivalent to planting a time bomb in the home of the 33rd Independent Division, once it explodes, it will definitely affect the safety of the 33rd Independent Division.