In Xujia Village, Zhang Jun frowned and sat carelessly on a stool. In front of him was a square table with pages of pen and ink on it.
Next to him, the clerk in the medical shed sat listlessly with his hands in his sleeves, looking unhappy.
Anyone who works overtime during the Chinese New Year will be unhappy.
It's so cold in this windy land, it would be nice to go to the stove to warm yourself by the fire, and you can also catch some food.
In front of them were two groups of people huddled to take shelter from the wind.
A bunch of them were Xu Changshou, Xu Genyou, Xu Genbao and other families who had returned from Xujia Village.
A bunch of them are refugees.
Now we can no longer call them refugees. Those who cannot be driven away and are willing to stay will be subject to local household registration management.
It's just that they don't have land, and they have to wait for the indigenous people to claim the land, and then rent the remaining unowned land from the government.
The two groups of people stood clearly separated, looking at each other with displeasure.
Xu Yaozu now had the energy to curse: "This is my Xu family's territory. You bandits, go back wherever you came from. If you want to occupy our land, there is no way!"
Although there were many outsiders who wanted to stay, they lacked confidence and remained silent at this time.
If they are willing to stay, they naturally have reasons why they have to stay.
Being driven out here has no place to stand even at home.
Now I just want to wait for the government officials to write down the household registration in black and white, and then I can rent the land, even to open up wasteland.
Zhang Juntou looked around at everyone, knocked on the table, and said in a deep voice: "Those with land deeds will come first to claim their land. Zhang is a rough man, and he has made ugly remarks in front of him. He wants to take more of the land he has occupied, and wants to pass it off as inferior goods." Yes, if you want to do it, do it cleanly and beautifully, and don’t show any flaws for me to discover.”
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and clenched his fist, cracking his knuckles: "If I find out whoever wants to lie to others, I will crush their bones!"
The two groups of people lowered their heads and did not dare to look at each other.
They have lived here for some time and still know a little about Zhang Juntou.
Although refugees are inevitably deducted from working in the medical shack, Zhang Juntou is straightforward and speaks his mind, which is relatively good compared to others.
Precisely because of his straightforward temper, he would be ready to fight with a military stick if he made any mistakes, which would make people frightened.
Only Xu Yaozu straightened his neck and smiled playfully: "Zhang Shichang is right, we have nothing to say about regaining our own land, it's just those who want to occupy the land for free..."
"Shut up! If you recognize the land, sign the title deed. If you talk too much, get out!"
Zhang Juntou didn't have a good impression of the Xu family and his son, so when he saw that he still wanted to be the leader, he threw him away with just one word.
Xu Yaozu originally wanted to show his status as the head of the family, but was stripped of his face.
Fortunately, he was thick-skinned enough, and after peeling off one layer after another, he shrank back into the crowd with a smile.
Xu Genyou took out his family's household register and land deed. Zhang Juntou showed the clerk next to him and registered another one before he said: "There are ten people in your family, and the land is four acres and two-thirds of it, including one mu of paddy field and the rest." They are all dry land, and their names are: Wanjiotian, Zhuanshandi, Xintakou, Maobiqiang, Xiaoerwan..."
More than four acres of land was divided into more than a dozen small and large pieces. Zhang Jun almost couldn't remember it in his first breath.
Xujia Village is located in the mountains, and the fields are also on both sides of the village. They are distributed according to the terrain, with different sizes and scattered heights, spreading along the ditches.
It may be shaped like a crescent moon, or it may be shaped like a plow. If there is a large, square field of half an acre, it must be the land that the whole village is jealous of.
Fortunately, although the fields here are small, the land in the small village is considered fertile due to good water sources, and the harvest is guaranteed despite droughts and floods.
As long as people are diligent and the fields are not idle all year round, they can grow vegetables and raise pigs, and they can barely provide food and clothing for the whole family.
This disaster was still caused by the war, otherwise even if the winter drought reduced food production, we would not be able to escape famine.
Xu Genyou took out the land deed and naturally returned the land in his name.
However, there is controversy regarding the population.
"My father died of illness on the road in the summer!" Xu Genyou explained.
At that time, they were outside Yuzhou Prefecture, where a large number of refugees were stranded, living in simple shacks.
During the summer, several heavy rains soaked his clothes, and he fell ill due to the cold. He died in the shack for half a month.
During that period, many weak people died of illness while seeking shelter from disasters.
Zhang Juntou nodded calmly and put an × on the household registration book with a large stroke of his pen: "You will find the village chief and then go to the county government office to change the household registration book! Okay, next family!"
Xu Genyou looked at the big × on his father's name, feeling sad for a moment and his eyes burning.
His father is not very old, less than sixty, and his body is still strong.
Just because the grandsons and daughters-in-law were allowed to take shelter in the shack during heavy rains, I had a cold and fever after being soaked in the rain all night, and due to lack of medical treatment, I left in half a month.
A lot of people died during that time. In order to prevent the plague, the dead could only be burned but not buried. The fire burned by Yuzhou soldiers outside was never extinguished.
After they were burned, they were dumped into a big pit, and the families didn't even get back the ashes.
Now, the house in my hometown has been burned down, the name on the household register has to be erased, and the traces of this person have to be eliminated from this world, as if he had never been here.
The only thing left is the land, where my father has worked hard for decades.
Xu Genbao was restless in the crowd. With his father's name removed, he would be able to pay less taxes in the future.
But when he came, his wife had already said that she wanted him to take this opportunity to ask for a few more pieces of land, so that it would be under his own name when the family was separated.
Now that Xu Genbao saw Zhang Juntou asking for the land deed before allocating the land, his heart pounded and he didn't dare to speak. He could only watch helplessly as it was the next family's turn.
People who came back from Xujiacun all took out their land deeds and claimed their land back.
Some of the land inside has been planted with vegetables by the refugees. Naturally, the land will be harvested along with the vegetables. Being able to eat all the vegetables for free will make you smile immediately.
Xu Changshou wrapped himself in rags with a straight face, but his eyes were rolling around.
His family has more than two acres of land, and it is all on the side of the mountain. It is not bad, not bad.
It's just that the land deed was lost halfway. Now if you want to identify the land, you need help from other people to prove it.
Since it’s a place for testimony…can I just confess it casually?
Thinking of this, he looked towards the shack. The person who could testify had already been found, just waiting for him to speak out.
"Xu Changshou, you don't want your family's land?" Zhang Jun saw for the first time that several families of the Xu family had come back to register. Only Xu Changshou had not moved, so he couldn't help but urge.
Xu Changshou came out coughing violently and said listlessly: "Zhang Shichang, my family's household registration has been lost and I haven't replaced it yet!"
Zhang Jun banged his head on the table and said impatiently: "You can re-apply now! Report the population first and then the acres. Later, you can ask the village chief to go to the county government office to exchange the deed!"
These were supposed to be collected by the village chief of Xujia Village and then reported, but the village chief did not come back, so he had to collect them on his behalf.
He was just a sword bearer in the military camp, and now he was arranged by the county government to do these trivial things. It was really annoying to the rough man.
"Oh! My family..." Xu Changshou winked and said sadly: "My mother-in-law also died of illness outside Yuzhou City!"
"Yeah!" Zhang Jun's expression remained unchanged.
Being out in the open and sleeping in the open air is so frightening that people with poor health simply cannot bear the ordeal.
There were many dead people in the families who came back, and he was already numb from hearing it, not to mention that he had just deleted a name.
