The priest was a very experienced missionary. [No pop-up novel website] He shaved off his unusually strange beard, wore Chinese clothes, and worked tirelessly to travel around the villages, preaching the doctrine, and Bai Duolu had no choice but to follow him every day. Running under the increasingly hot sun.
His preaching was very unsuccessful in the eyes of Du Bian, Dong Weiwei, Bai Duolu and everyone else. The common people were not interested in this new Western god, and they were even more confused by the red-haired man who asked them to "repent" all day long. Wasn't it up to the government to decide whether he was guilty or not? When will he, a red-haired man, be able to convict everyone?
Although there were only a few listeners, and even fewer people showed interest in being baptized, Lu Ruohua still carried out his missionary work unswervingly, going in and out of every house tirelessly every day, and even persuading people in the fields. . The villagers were sometimes very rude to him. Once Dong Weiwei saw him being chased by a group of vicious dogs.
In contrast, Du Bian and the investigation team stayed behind closed doors in the ancestral hall. The villagers only saw the guard soldiers lining up, shouting and running at the entrance of the ancestral hall every day. Sometimes I put my arms on the ground and move my body up and down.
At first, no one dared to come near here. Gradually, the lively and bold children gradually gathered and imitated the appearance of the soldiers. The soldiers followed the usual method of placing candy cubes to attract children. The candies with colorful candy wrappers from the 19th century are no longer available. Now they have to be the rock candy recently shipped from Leizhou.
Gradually, the villagers of Daolu Village also regarded their existence as part of normalization. Through the liaison officer of the village, the work team could easily obtain basic food supplies, which were shipped from Bairen City. The work team was most worried about the trouble caused by the bandits' families. The head at the door of the ancestral hall gave an extremely stern warning.
After the investigation team entered the ancestral hall, the two squads in charge of security were stationed in the first courtyard, while the investigation team lived in the second courtyard. After the renovation, the west wing of the hall became the office and dormitory of Du Shou and Dong Weiwei, while the east wing was the radio room. The investigation team brought a 2-watt radio, with Dong Weiwei also serving as the operator. The hall is used as a canteen, conference room, command center, etc.
At this time, Du Bian was sitting in the hall, recalling a work guidance conversation before leaving.
"You are the first social investigation team sent out by the Chuanchuan Group." Ma Qianzhu said earnestly to Du Bian and Dong Weiwei during the conversation: "The responsibilities on your body are very heavy. The Communist Party of China teaches us: Be a caring person in society. You have reached the grassroots level. , don’t rush to change, but sink in honestly and understand all aspects of this society.”
"Don't worry, Governor, I will live up to the expectations of the organization and complete the task well." Du Bian expressed his determination.
Dude coughed: "Please note, you are going to investigate, it is a social investigation. It does not involve questions about social reform or the land system."
Du Bian glanced disdainfully at the People's Commissar of Civil Affairs. This old soldier from Qiankou was now in tune with the rightists.
"The current general policy of the Executive Committee for rural areas is to "maintain social stability and promote agricultural production," so do not reveal any talk of land reform in your work." Ma Qianju reminded emphatically, "We must unswervingly implement the Executive Committee policy line."
"I know."
Ma Qianzhu continued: "The main task of the investigation team going to the countryside is to help the villagers establish self-defense organizations and militia, to help the villagers have the ability to protect themselves and prevent the resurgence of banditry activities. Each village must become a fortress. These villages have no villages. Courage can prevent the weak villages from becoming a supply and hiding place for bandits again.
"The second task is to gather information about banditry locally and report it to the General Staff Headquarters through the radio in a timely manner.
"These two tasks are the most important at this stage. In a sense," Ma Qianzhu said, "the relationship between bandits and ordinary people is also a fish-in-water relationship. Bandits, as fish, must survive and thrive in the water of ordinary people." .We must turn the common people into our water, not the bandits’.”
"The third is to conduct extensive social investigation work: listen more, see more, and collect as much as possible about the local social conditions, economic conditions, customs and habits.
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The Manchuria Railway Investigation Agency mentioned by Ma Qianju is a social investigation agency established under the Manchuria Railway Co., Ltd. established by Japan in Northeast China before World War II. In the 1990s, extensive social surveys were carried out in northern China. The contents of the investigation are diverse and involve all aspects of social life. The Manchurian Railway investigation report is known for its accurate data and extensive and in-depth investigation. Ma Qianzhu wanted the work team to follow this example.
"This is the pamphlet of "Social Investigation Methods" compiled by the Intelligence Committee." Ma Qianzhu gave her a mimeographed book basically like this, "Waiting for the ship sailing around the island to come back. We will further strengthen professional social investigators to the task force. .For the time being, just study and practice at the same time."
Du Bian wrote down every item in his notebook. Ma Qianzhu was quite satisfied and finally said:
"In addition to these tasks, it is also possible to do some simple and feasible social reform and publicity work that the local people have no objection to, as an auxiliary work. However, for some deep-rooted bad habits, we can only publicize them, and we cannot carry out hard mass reform work ourselves. There are so many things involved and the complexity is beyond your imagination. You should discuss everything with Dong Weiwei. She has done specific township work and has a good understanding of the grassroots level in rural areas."
Du Bian recalled what Ma Qianxu said. Obviously, they are not here to mobilize the masses to make revolution, but more to play the role of intelligence collection. How should we proceed with this intelligence collection? She thought about it behind the two large square tables that served as conference tables. She usually came up with theories and data as soon as she opened her mouth. Now that she had to do things in practice, she felt that she seemed to lack experience.
"Where to begin?" she muttered to herself.
"Let's start by establishing a self-defense organization." Dong Weiwei said, "Commissioner Ma has specially taken care of us."
"Oh, yes, let's hold a mass meeting!" Du Bian suddenly became energetic.
"A mass meeting?" Dong Weiwei frowned, "The people here are not familiar with us, is there any point in holding a meeting?"
"If we don't hold a meeting first, the common people won't know what we are here to do. What can we learn? If we can't convince the masses, isn't it all empty talk to establish self-defense organizations and conduct social surveys?" She said, talking. Sixty-two, use a snow-white New Year's handkerchief. Dong Weiwei, who was wiping her glasses, said: "When we first arrived, we held a meeting and could not understand the real situation. We held a meeting for them: you are a cadre, an official. You speak, they listen, and you give your opinions to everyone. They would all say in unison: “Aye. If you say there is something specific to do, you will immediately have diarrhea. The common people are extremely suspicious. Chinese society is very complex. Farmers generally only believe you, reveal their innermost thoughts, and speak their heartfelt words after you get to know them well, develop feelings for you, and have casual chats with you. "
"Don't worry, don't worry." Du Bian disagreed, "When I was mobilizing the masses in Yanchang Village."
Then she talked about how she mobilized the masses in Yanchang Village, how she carried out women's work and cultivated peasant cadres. Dong Weiwei listened patiently until she finished speaking, then said:
"It is said that this moment is the same as that moment. The situations in Yanchanglin and Daolu Village are different. We cannot generalize about mobilizing the masses. Besides, back then, we didn't win the trust of the Tan family by going from house to house. I'm afraid it wasn't just a general meeting. can change everything
The two of them argued, and Du Bian finally got the upper hand: they decided to hold a meeting first. Du Bian happily called for Lao Sun, the village liaison officer, and asked him to convene a meeting. Lao Sun carried a gong and struck it from the south end to the north end of the village, and from the east end to the west end. He also shouted: "Go to the party's ancestral hall for a meeting. Every family has to go, one by one."
When it gets dark at night, some people come sparsely from all corners of the village and timidly come to the open space at the entrance of the Dang family's ancestral hall. He looked curiously at the two white wooden signs and a row of empty bamboo pole heads stained with black blood that had been taken to the county.
Two bright gas lamps have been hung on the door, clearly illuminating the "delegates" who came to the meeting. There were far more people than the requirement of one person per household, including men, women, old and children. Many people were A fashionable man who came to see a peep show sent two young women to "serve as officials." "Everyone can't help but be curious.
When Du Bian saw that there were many people coming, they seemed to be very enthusiastic, and he was also infected. He stood on the steps of the ancestral hall, which was brightly illuminated by gas lamps, and said loudly in inaccurate Lingao dialect:
"Fellows, this time we eliminated the bandits from the Dang clan that harmed the Thirteenth Village. However, the banditry in the county has not been completely eliminated. The bandits may come back at any time. In order for us people to live a stable life, we must organize ourselves. , grab a knife, form a stronghold to defend yourself, and organize a militia. She also talked about many things in this regard, and finally asked:
"Do you agree with forming a stronghold for self-defense and organizing a militia?
"Agree!" The voice below agreed loudly.
"When I cut off the two pieces of An's excited face, let's talk about chess"
"Well, some old men from the female officials' family stood up and said tremblingly: "What is the militia? "
Du Jiao was almost so angry that he lost his temper. You don’t even know what you are making fun of!
"That's Xiangyong! Uncle Fu!" someone said from behind.
"Yes, it's Xiangyong." Du Bian didn't like this term that is often associated with "landlord armed forces." "Do you all agree?"
"Agree!" There was another voice of agreement below.
"Okay! Tomorrow morning, all the young men will go to the team headquarters to register and form our own militia team in Daolu Village!" Du Bian was in a high mood and announced in a high tone, "Who wants to join the militia team? "
However, for a long time, no one said anything.
"Why aren't you talking?" Du Bian asked. Her eyes fell on the old man who just asked "What is a militia?" "Tell me, old man."
"The younger one is almost sixty, and Dang Xiangyong is a bit old, so that's fine. If there is a shortage of people, let's consider him the younger one."
Working people in ancient times were generally malnourished and overworked all year round. People in their fifties are almost the same as people in their late seventies in modern time and space.
Someone else interrupted: "Uncle Fu, if you are a local hero, you are eating for nothing, not a job!"
"Who said that?" Uncle Fu seemed to be dissatisfied, "I'll keep watch at night. It's still a good night."
"Okay, Uncle Fu will always be strong. Let me count you first." Du Sou was very dissatisfied with this volunteer, but everything must have a good beginning. It might as well be used as a model.
But no one came forward to sign up. The wind was strong at night, and some women holding their children had already slipped back. Some people started to yawn.
Du Shou began to lose his temper: "Is there no one who wants to be a militiaman?"
"Female official, I have something to say, I don't know whether it will be heard or not?" Uncle Fu said: "Since ancient times, people have followed the king's instructions and the wind, and the officials have the final say. In our county, Emperor Tiangao Far away, the officials have the final say, and the party also had the final say back then. Now that you are here, naturally it is you who have the final say. The work team said that we should build rural heroes and defend against bandits. Who among us is not happy? Isn’t everyone happy? willing?"
"My pleasure!" From all directions and from every corner, old men, women and children responded in unison. Uncle Fu said again:
"Listen, Lady Official, everyone is happy with this. It's getting late now, should we let this party go? Please forgive me, Lady Official, but I have to go first. I have to get up early tomorrow to raise seedlings. There is little rain in spring. Tomorrow I have to borrow money from Chinatown. This gang is so bad. I have to torment all the cows first. It’s going to do a lot of harm to people.”
He bent down and babbled and walked away slowly, and then someone came out and said, "The young lady of the official family also wants to apologize and go first. I have to go see my daughter tomorrow morning. It's been a while since I last saw her." They left too. Later, some said they were going to plant rice seedlings, some said they were going to collect radishes, and some said they were rushing to cut pigweed. One by one, in twos and threes, they all said it and walked back. Some simply didn't even bother to say anything and slipped away secretly.
Du Sou returned to the hall, sat down on a chair, held his drooped head in his hands, and rested his elbows on the table. After a long while, he said: "The consciousness of the people here is really low!"
"How can ordinary people be so enlightened!" Dong Weiwei was also very angry - it didn't matter whether this kind of meeting was held or not. Isn't this the same as when leaders went to the countryside to hold villagers' meetings in the past? Empty talk from above, echoing and applause from below, and nothing will be accomplished after the meeting. read! ! ~!
