"Mother! You're so good to me! ”

Qiao Hua saw that her mother trusted her so much that she was going to give her the money directly, and she couldn't help but burst into tears.

That's called a touch.

"Okay, okay, don't be pretentious to me, go back quickly, take the cornmeal with you!"

Qiao Mu waved his hand, stuffed the money directly into Qiao Hua's hand, and then stretched out his finger and pointed to the bag of cornmeal that the two of them had just shirked each other and put on the table, reminding Qiao Hua not to forget to take it.

Qiao Hua knew her mother's unassailable temperament, so she didn't continue to refuse, but after picking up the cornmeal, she finally left the basket with sweet potatoes, and then hurriedly left for fear that Qiao Mu would say anything more.

Qiao Mu saw that she was in a hurry, and it was not easy to chase after her, so she could only smile and shake her head, and brought the basket of sweet potatoes to the kitchen, anyway, she also likes to eat baked sweet potatoes, and it is not bad to roast two sweet potatoes occasionally to taste.

……

A month later, the reduction in grain production was a fact.

After the summer harvest, the final yield of rice per mu weighed was less than 100 catties, and the amount of public grain to be paid that year did not change, because of this, everyone did not have any joy of harvest at all, all of them were depressed, and even more frantically harvested all the edible things in the field, even rice husk sawdust, corn stalks and vines and other things did not let go.

Because these things can be made into food substitutes.

Qiao Mu's family, after more than a month, the old village chief Qiao Fuhua and his wife came again to discuss matters.

"Wife, there will basically be nothing left after the village pays the public grain, do you have any ideas?"

Because the previous matter of planting sweet potatoes was proposed by Qiao Mu, and at this time, the facts have proved that Qiao Mu's suggestion is correct, and Qiao Fuhua naturally can't help but add a lot of expectations to Qiao Mu.

Qiao Mu shook her head, she was not sure to confront the general trend, let alone the ability:

"What can I do as a bad old woman, I really can't do it, you can find a way to discuss with the other village captains in the commune and see if you can negotiate a result."

"That's all there is to it!

Our village has the sweet potatoes that the three of us planted more than a month ago, and as long as we don't leak the news, we can survive it, but other villages can't, I'm worried......

Alas, what's the use of worrying! ”

Qiao Fuhua thought about it, even if he was worried about other villages, he felt a little uneasy just to tell the villagers of his own village the news of the sweet potatoes on the mountain, let alone tell the villagers of other villages, and the number of sweet potatoes on the mountain was far from enough to support other villages.

It seems that we still have to find the president of the commune.

"Fuhua, you know? I'm still a little worried, I'm worried about what will happen if the second half of this year is not good? ”

Although Qiao Mu doesn't know the specific years of the past few years, she still knows that natural disasters and man-made disasters have lasted for three years, and besides, even if there is the support of those sweet potatoes on the mountain in the next six months, most families must be in a state of half-starvation and half-fullness, and even maintaining three points of fullness every day is already good.

If you don't have enough to eat, you naturally can't work hard, and if you don't work hard, the crop yield in the field will not be too high, and if the environment or the weather is not good, the final crop yield in the field can be imagined.

When you think about it, you feel that the future is bleak.

"This ......"

Qiao Fuhua's face turned pale suddenly, but he also knew that it was not impossible, and his inner emotions were even more entangled, and he felt a sense of confusion.

After all, he is just an ordinary village chief who has lived for decades, and the farthest place he has been to in his life is only the county seat, even if he can have some wisdom because of his age, but how much wisdom can he accumulate over the years?

And how can you know how to deal with it?

"The cafeteria can't go on anymore, right?

Although there is no explicit statement that the canteen will be disbanded now, it is indeed a fact that the canteen cannot be operated, so in this way, the harvest in the field will definitely be distributed to everyone, but if it is evenly divided, how can those who work weekdays have no pimples, and how can those who are lazy on weekdays not be happy.

In the second half of the year, we must privately follow the principle of distribution according to work, record how much work each family and each person has done, and then how much work has been done by that family and that person? Divide the grain proportionally.

Only in this way will it be possible to mobilize everyone's enthusiasm a little and let them do their best! ”

Even if it is an arbor, at this time do not dare to mention the package to the household any messy things, only dare to put forward the work division system in advance, although it is not as good as the temptation of the package to the household, but compared with the original absolute average, this is already a progress, and a little tempting.

If in the second half of the year, if we do not secretly distribute according to work in private, and still follow the original principle of average, then I am afraid that those who were lazy will continue to be more lazy, and those who were still a little more dedicated will not be willing to do their best, or they will not work as hard as before.

Because this principle of absolute equality is extremely easy to hurt people who really work hard.

The person who is tired and tired of planting ten acres of land and the person who easily cultivates a field will get the same thing in the end, and who is willing to plant those ten acres of land?

"This ...... Wife, what you said about distribution according to work is really good, it should be like this, how much work you do and how many things you take, it should be like this!

However, it's not easy to talk about this matter now, so let's wait until the public rations are paid! ”

Qiao Fuhua couldn't help clapping when he heard it, at this time, in the hearts of many people, they all agreed that they had no hard work and no gain, and they were all dissatisfied with the so-called equal distribution.

It's just that everyone doesn't dare to say it.

How so?

As long as honest people don't force them to a dead end, or even if they are forced to a dead end, they will not necessarily resist, they will only be silent, only the really lazy people will have the courage to resist, but the principle of equal distribution is obviously good for those lazy people, they will naturally not object, and even have to force those honest people to agree, which is the reason why the policy is implemented.

"That's the truth! In this case, you go back first, and I'll think of other ways. ”

Qiao Mu happened to glance at the few replies beside his bed, and he couldn't help but suddenly feel his blood surge, wanting to do something.

Want to write to the government mouthpiece newspaper.

Although there may be a certain risk, but this is not yet the time for chaos, and many literati still have a certain backbone, and they will definitely not report anything indiscriminately, so Qiao Mu wants to take a risk and write a letter to the government's mouthpiece newspaper, in case it can be published, or if the leaders see it, maybe it can bring some changes.

I don't think it's very likely, but who knows if I don't try it? If you don't give it a try, Qiao Mu himself will not be reconciled.

After speaking, Qiao Mu sent the old village chief and his daughter-in-law away in a perfunctory sentence, and then quickly spread out his paper and began to write with enthusiasm and enthusiasm, writing about what he saw and heard during this time and the deep description of human nature, writing about the comprehensive causes of natural and man-made disasters, and also writing about the method of cultivating chlorella harmlessly......

Maybe it's because of a moment of excitement, or maybe it's because of the surging mood, Qiao Mu can't stop writing, and after a while, more than 30,000 words have jumped on the paper.

Immediately afterwards, Qiao Mu hurriedly sorted out the manuscript he wrote, removed some of the content that might be out of place, and re-refined the sharper and more sarcastic sentences that he had just written with excitement a little more sleek, and then re-excerpted a few copies of the remaining content, and put it into the stationery that had already been prepared, and hurriedly went out to the county seat, wanting to send these letters out as soon as possible, and she was always at ease if she didn't send them out.

……

At the end of July, the headquarters of the People's Daily Society.

Manuscript classification and sorting department

"Hey, you see, there's a letter from the small mountain village here, it can't be that someone from the post office sent it by mistake!

Hey, it was really sent to us! ”

Li Wen took the letter in his hand, which was very remote and remote, and couldn't help but exclaim strangely.

Their People's Daily Society rarely accepts contributions from outsiders, and even if they do, they are all very famous people, and ordinary authors basically don't have the courage to submit articles to their People's Daily Society, so the letter with such a remote and remote address is the first time he has seen it in so many years of working here.