early morning.

Some activists have started picking up cow dung along the road with dung baskets on their shoulders.

Although cow dung also belongs to the commune and cannot be taken back by oneself, if you pick up a lot, you can get praise from the commune.

These days, praise is more satisfying than material rewards.

Shuangshui Village, which had been sleeping all night, woke up, and smoke was rising from the caves of every household.

Shuangshui Village is a notoriously poor place. Most of the villagers' breakfast is black flour steamed buns and pickled cabbage, and their staple food is sorghum, black bean and money porridge.

Life in the family of Tian Futang, the leader of Shuangshui Village Commune, is much better.

On the wooden square table were white flour steamed buns, fried peanuts, and polenta paste. There was an egg in an empty bowl.

"Futang, get up and eat quickly."

Tian Futang put on his gray Chinese tunic suit, hat, and round black cloth shoes. He walked out of the back room, sat on a chair, picked up his chopsticks, and started eating.

At this time, a figure hurriedly walked in from outside.

When Tian Futang heard the footsteps, he frowned vaguely, put down the white steamed buns and looked up. When he saw that the person coming was Sun Yuting, his face became even more gloomy.

"Sun Yuting, what are you doing in such a hurry?"

In Shuangshui Village Commune, Sun Yuting is also a member of the leadership team.

Tian Futang's tone of voice did not sound like he was treating a comrade, but like he was treating an ignorant child.

Sun Yuting seemed to have been used to it for a long time and didn't think it was inappropriate. He pulled up a bench and came to Tian Futang and told him from beginning to end about welcoming Li Weidong yesterday.

After Tian Futang heard this, he was not in the mood to continue eating. He slapped his chopsticks on the table and turned to look at Sun Yuting.

"Sun Yuting, do you mean that Li Weidong wants to control the food in his own hands?"

"Yes, yesterday I proposed that Li Weidong hand over the grain to our Poor Management Committee. Li Weidong rejected it at that time. I originally wanted to stand up and argue with him, but then I thought that he came from above, so I had to

Give him this face."

As Sun Yuting spoke, he looked at Tian Futang's pipe pot with greedy eyes.

Everyone in Shuangshui Village knows that the Tian family's tobacco leaves are of the highest quality, with a mellow taste and no overpowering when smoked. Even big leaders like Tian Fujun always ask for some tobacco leaves from Tian Futang every time they return to Shuangshui Village.

In Shuangshui Village, all the gay men who smoke dry pipes grow tobacco leaves in every household, but Sun Yuting's family is an exception, for no other reason than because he is lazy.

On weekdays, Sun Yuting always gets tobacco leaves from Sun Yuhou.

Seeing Sun Yuting's useless look, Tian Futang was a little disgusted, but he still picked up the pipe and pot and handed it to Sun Yuting.

"I just installed it yesterday, let me share it with you."

"That's so embarrassing..." Sun Yuting said politely, but his hands were not idle. He quickly took it and put the tobacco leaves into his bag. He filled most of the bag, and he was satisfied.

Tian Futang felt a little distressed, but for the sake of the overall situation, he could only endure it at this time.

He took the pipe pot, struck a match and lit it, took two puffs, looked at Sun Yuting and said, "What do you think Li Weidong wants to do?"

"...It's hard to say. Generally speaking, urbanites like them who do aid work do it to gain experience at the grassroots level. As long as they hand over the food to us, they can wander around the countryside for two days.

Go back to the city to get the certificate." Sun Yuting also lit a cigarette and said with a frown.

"But I think... I think... what Li Weidong is doing seems to be trying to seize power!"

As soon as these words came out, Tian Futang's face suddenly darkened.

The reason why he wanted to use Sun Yuting, a loser, was not only that this person always stood by him, but the most important thing was that although Sun Yuting was not serious, he had some vision and was very good at analyzing things. He was his dog-headed strategist.

Tian Futang frowned: "Li Weidong is a city man and has nothing to do with our Shuangshui Village. Why does he want to seize power?"

"This is what I can't understand." Sun Yuting also frowned.

The two chatted for a while, but neither could figure out Li Weidong's real purpose. Finally, Tian Futang said: "Sun Yuting, you are the director of the Poverty Management Committee and are responsible for receiving Li Weidong. You should do nothing else these two days and just keep an eye on Li Weidong.

Look what that kid is planning to do."

"Okay, okay..." Sun Yuting nodded repeatedly and stood up.

At this time, the Futang family came out, looked at Sun Yuting and said, "Yuting, you haven't eaten yet, you might as well have a bite at my house."

People in this era are very hospitable. Anyone who visits someone else's house will be greeted politely by the host.

This was a normal polite remark, but as soon as the words came out of his mouth, the Futang family felt a little regretful.

What am I doing? I know that Sun Yuting is the kind of shameless person...

really.

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Yuting sat back down again: "Then I'm embarrassed!"

Just kidding, Sun Yuting hasn’t eaten steamed buns for more than two months. How could he miss this opportunity?!

Tian Futang glared at his wife fiercely, but couldn't say anything.

Now because of Li Weidong's arrival, the situation in Shuangshui Village is a little unclear. At this time, he needs to unite more village leaders.

Bear it!

Tian Futang looked at Sun Yuting who was devouring his food and said, "How is it? Is it delicious?"

"It's... delicious, so delicious! This white flour steamed bun seems to be more delicious than anything I've ever eaten before." Sun Yuting said while eating.

Tian Futang was a little proud: "Of course, it is made with Fuqiang powder sent back from the city by Fu Jun. Do you know what Fuqiang powder is?"

"I don't know...but from the name, I know it's something great."

Sun Yuting's awed gaze made Tian Futang feel very helpful. He raised his head and was about to introduce the origin of Fuqiang fans to Sun Yuting.

Sudden.

There was a sound of ringing bells at the entrance of the village.

There is a big bell at the entrance of Shuangshui Village, which has been there since liberation. Every time the bell is rung, it means something big is happening.

At that time, Tian Futang and Sun Yuting heard the bell and took their family to hide in the mountains behind, thus evading the Japanese interrogation.

only.....

Now is the time of peace, who rings the bell!

In particular, even if there is something urgent, you should only inform him, the leader of Shuangshui Village, instead of ringing the bell without permission.

Isn't this a slap in the face?

"I want to see which bastard dares to mess with me!"

Thinking of this, Tian Futang's face suddenly turned ugly. He threw away the white-faced steamed buns, put on his sheepskin coat and strode out.

Sun Yuting was in an awkward situation at this time. He looked at the steamed bun in his hand and wanted to throw it down, but he was reluctant to do so.

These were steamed buns made with Fuqiang powder. Although he didn't know what Fuqiang powder was, Tian Fujun was the leader of the city, so if he could send it back in person, there must be nothing wrong with it.

at last.

Sun Yuting gritted his teeth, laughed twice at the Futang family, put the steamed buns into his pocket, and ran away quickly.

The Futang family was so angry that they stamped their feet in the cave. She had seen thick-skinned people, but she had never seen anyone thick-skinned than a millstone.

....

The sound of the bell is the signal.

The bell is the command.

The bell is the mission.

When the villagers in Shuangshui Village heard the bell ringing, they were stunned for a moment, not knowing exactly what happened.

Immediately they came to their senses, threw away their work, and rushed to the entrance of the village with their families.

Tian Futang became even more anxious when he saw this situation. He, the top leader, didn't know about such a big thing. How ridiculous is it?

"Brother, what's going on? You didn't ring the big bell in our village?" Tian Wanjiang, the breeder of Shuangshui Village, rushed up from behind, looked at Tian Futang, and asked with some surprise.

The Tian family is the largest family in Shuangshui Village. Tian Wanjiang and Tian Futang are of the same generation, so it is not an exaggeration to call them eldest brother.

Tian Futang has always looked down on Tian Wanjiang, who did not work seriously. If he had encountered him in the past, he would have scolded him.

But now that he was thinking about the bell, Tian Futang didn't care so much anymore. He said "I don't know" and ran forward quickly.

Tian Wanjiang had never seen Tian Futang look so panicked, and his heart suddenly hung in his throat.

He can't lift it with his hands or carry it on his shoulders. He works in the commune on weekdays, but because he can't do it, he can only get the same work points as the female comrades every day.

It was because of Tian Futang that he became a breeder, and his work points were the same as those of an adult man. Not to mention, sometimes the pig feed given by his superiors was a good thing.

If Tian Futang really collapses, then his breeder will no longer be able to do it.

"No, we can't. Tian Futang has been the leader for so many years and is the most prestigious person in Shuangshui Village. Who dares to barge against him?"

Thinking like this, Tian Wanjiang's mood gradually improved, and he walked forward humming a ditty with his hands behind his back.

There are many people who feel the same as Tian Wanjiang, such as Tian Wanyou, Tian Haimin, Tian Fushun, Tian Fugao from the Tian family...

As for the people of the Jin family and the Sun family, although they were surprised and suspicious, most of them thought it was a joke.
To be continued...