The meeting at the brigade headquarters is still going on!
Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit solemn, Li Fengnian immediately coughed and said: "This year our two teams combined have a total output of almost 750,000 jins, which is more than 200,000 jins less than last year, and the production reduction is almost 25%."
"However, compared to other production teams, our situation is pretty good! As far as I know, the output of several communes in the south of the county is less than half of last year. In many places, even the rations for the members may not be enough. ."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Genwang said: "Who says it's not true? My daughter lives in Shiwanzi Brigade, Gaomiaozi Commune. She came back during the Mid-Autumn Festival two days ago. According to her, the wheat supply in their village is basically the same. The harvest has been cut off, so we just have to wait and see if we can get a little harvest of corns and potatoes."
Wang Ping also said: "The situation in Qingshan Commune in the north is also not good. Most of the crops have died from drought. Not only is there not much food for people to eat, but there is not even enough fodder for big animals. It's miserable!"
Liang Feng took over the conversation and said: "My sister lives in Qingshan Commune. They have a lot of mountains there and it's barely okay when there's a lot of rain, but this year it's completely over!"
Suddenly, Wang Ping looked at Zhou Yang and said: "The good harvest in our village is all thanks to Zhou Zhiqing. If he hadn't begged us for water and irrigated the land in time, our situation might not be much better than other communes!"
"That's right, this matter is all due to Zhou Zhiqing!"
"Well, I agree with this. If it weren't for Zhou Zhiqing..."
Zhou Yang on the side heard that everyone actually brought the topic to him, and immediately said embarrassedly: "Don't say that, everyone, this is the result of the joint efforts of all the educated youth members of our production team!"
Li Fengnian raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and then said: "Let's not talk about the merits or not. Let's talk about the payment of public grains now!"
"Well, this is indeed a big deal!" Zhang Genwang said.
"I went to the commune for a meeting yesterday. This year's public grain supply is 30 kilograms per mu, which is 10 kilograms less per mu than last year!" Li Fengnian said.
"It's true that there is a little less, but I'm afraid it won't be easy for those teams that don't have a good harvest!" Wang Ping sighed and said.
"However, the new director Qi also expressed his position at the meeting yesterday. The seriously affected brigade can first pay the debt, and first ensure that the rations of the members are tight!"
Zhang Genwang immediately said: "What should our team do? Should we owe it or pay it?"
Li Fengnian looked at everyone, and then said: "My idea is to hand over. First of all, although our harvest this year is not good, it is still decent. There is no reason not to hand over."
"Secondly, both the commune and the county are going to be very difficult this year. If teams like ours don't pay, then the county will really have a hard time!"
Wang Ping nodded and said: "I also think it's unreasonable not to hand it over, so do it!"
"Pay it, anyway, if you don't pay it this year, you will have to pay it next year!"
"pay..."
Soon, everyone present reached a consensus on whether to hand over public food or not.
Seeing that everyone agreed to pay, Li Fengnian nodded with satisfaction.
Then he knocked on the old table with a dry smoke pot and said loudly: "It's still the old rules. It should be paid according to the three thousand acres, half of wheat and half of oats. The fourth and fifth teams will be divided according to the number of acres of fields of the two teams. No objection. Bar?"
"No!"
Then Li Fengnian continued: "I'll go to the commune to collect the sacks later. Genwang and Wang Ping, you two, prepare the grain as in previous years. The grain delivered must be dry and the wheat bran must be washed away, and there must be no small clods of soil." And sand!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Genwang responded: "This is public food for the country, don't dare to fool it!"
"Don't worry, it will definitely be tidied up. We can't let people say that our Babao Liang Brigade is cheating!" Wang Ping said.
"I can rest assured that!"
...
Zhou Yang on the side listened to his father-in-law and several team captains discussing the matter of handing over public rations, and couldn't help but sigh that the human nature of the people in the village was really too complicated.
They say there are many routines in cities, and I want to go back to the countryside.
But in fact, rural roads are also slippery, and people’s hearts are too complicated.
In the eyes of many people, the people in the village are simple, kind, and honest. This is true, but it is also wrong.
Take my father-in-law, Zhang Genwang, and Wang Ping as examples. When it comes to handing over public rations, their consciousness is absolutely unparalleled.
Judging from the situation in Yunshan County this year, they can definitely owe more than 90,000 kilograms of public grain.
But they insisted on handing it over, and they had to clean it up.
To be honest, Zhou Yang looked at them with special regard and admired them based on this alone.
But at the same time, Zhou Yang knew another secret in the village, which was to hide the farmland.
The total land in Babaoliang Village totals 3,300 acres, not counting the more than 200 acres of riverbank land used for growing vegetables.
Logically speaking, these lands must be registered with the commune, and then the public grain must be paid every year.
But in fact, only 3,000 acres were registered with the commune, and the rest was never registered with the commune, so public grain was never paid.
Although part of the reason for this is that the concealed land is all wasteland later reclaimed by the members.
But no matter what, if it is concealed, it is concealed, and there is nothing to quibble about.
So sometimes Zhou Yang can't understand them, but maybe these are Chinese farmers, with a hint of cunningness in their simplicity.
While Zhou Yang was deep in thought, Li Fengnian suddenly said: "In addition to handing over public rations, we also have to discuss the distribution of rations!"
"Accountant Liang, go back and calculate how many seeds we need next year, how much feed grain, reserve grain and mobile grain we need. By the way, we have to throw away the national grain purchase and see how much grain is left."
Liang Feng immediately said: "Zhishu Li, I have already calculated this!"
"Oh, is everything settled?"
"Well, next year we need to set aside approximately 80,000 kilograms of seed grain, 50,000 kilograms of reserve grain, and 30,000 kilograms of feed grain. After subtracting 90,000 kilograms of public grain, we still have 500,000 kilograms of surplus grain."
Then Liang Feng continued: "Based on last year's situation, our two teams had to hand over at least 350,000 kilograms of unified grain purchase to the country, so the actual grain that can be distributed is about 150,000 kilograms."
Hearing this, Li Fengnian said in a deep voice: "It's nearly 100,000 kilograms less than last year!"
Everyone was silent. One hundred thousand kilograms, even if it were averaged to everyone in the village, it would be almost 250 kilograms.
In other words, this year we will receive more than 200 kilograms less grain than last year.
"Accountant Liang, have you calculated how much food per capita and work-share food our village will receive this year?" Li Fengnian asked again.
"After calculation, the head grain is 185 kilograms per person, and the work share grain (10 points) is 3 and a half kilograms per worker!" Liang Feng replied.
Everyone's mood dropped again. Calculating this, even the most capable people in the village would probably receive less than 500 kilograms of rations this year. Most people would only receive about 400 kilograms!
Although there is currently a saying about "is three hundred and sixty pounds enough?", whether it is 360 pounds or 400 pounds, it is not enough to support a person's life for a year.
What's more, for those members who have many children at home, this food is really not enough.
Last year, a strong laborer in the village could receive more than 550 kilograms of grain, but many people still barely made it to this year's autumn grain.
With only so much food this year, how will we survive next year?
For a moment, the atmosphere in the conference room became solemn again.
At this moment, a slightly abrupt voice suddenly sounded in the conference room: "Zhi Shu Li, can you sell less love food?"
As soon as these words came out, the whole room was shocked!
