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Adhere to and reform the people's commune, for the sake of Qishan, for the dream of common prosperity, and for the new China!!!

At the moment when midsummer dawn came, the sky suddenly became brighter. The golden morning light was like thousands of grains of wheat sprinkled, and like the broken sesame cake. The broken golden light rose and shone in the clear waves of Lake Biwa.

The Qishan People's Commune is located at the junction of the Qimeng Mountains and the Huaihai hilly areas, close to Biwa Lake. It is famous for its "seven mountains, two waters and one branch of land". The total area of ​​the entire community is 334,500 mu, the arable land area is only 53,000 mu, and the per capita arable land is less than 2.7 mu. Most of the areas are mountainous and hilly, with barren mountains and forests everywhere, Biwa Lake to the west, and Qiling Mountains to the north.

In 1984, the community was abolished nationwide and established a township. At the insistence of Xu Baoshan, the commune secretary, the Huaihai Prefectural Committee decided to give Qishan Commune some time before seeing the effect.

This year is 1987, and Qishan Commune became the last remaining people's commune in Jiangdong Province.

At this time, the people of Qishan did not realize that 700 million tons of high-quality coal mines and 130 million tons of iron ore were buried under this barren and deserted mountain, as well as the more common kaolin, phosphate, potassium feldspar, and gypsum in China. Lingxi Township, Qihe Township, and Huangji Township, not far from Qishan Commune, contained a phosphate mine area with a total reserve of more than 100 million tons.

The people of Qishan neither realized this nor expected that these treasures of nature did not bring them happiness, but instead dragged them into the abyss of pain.

The mining resources in Qishan were not discovered until the mid-to-late 1990s. In a large number of power-for-money transactions, the dominance of these resources quickly fell into the hands of private miners and local privileged classes.

Many years later, the rich were those private mine owners, those rich were the big and big bureaucrats in Qishan Town and Huaixi County, those rich were the big and big bosses of steel plants, fertilizer plants, paper mills, porcelain factories, and cement plants, and those poor were still the people of Qishan, and the ecological environment of Qishan was also destroyed and hit.

Fortunately, someone who can change all this is back.

Yangzhuang.

The unique smell of soil in the morning spreads in the countryside, and the morning dew moistens the earth. Some people are busy in the fields in the forest. Before starting work, they rush to pull grass for their own vegetable fields, tidy up the ditches and cucumber shelves, and some people carry manure to dress the leek fields. The members gathered at the entrance of the village were laughing and hiking, and young people took out cigarettes and spread them with each other. The old people continued to smoke the old dry tobacco that had not changed for hundreds of years.

Yang Shaozong, who lives in a dirt house in the west of the village, suffered from a strange disease. He lay in bed all day without eating or drinking, feeling too much pain and anger in his heart.

He should have been very happy. He had just graduated from Huaihai Machinery College and was assigned to Huaihai Machinery Factory. In another month, he would go to the factory to register for work, and from then on he had a job in a state-owned factory in the city.

If nothing has changed, in 1992, he was appointed as the director of the machinery factory in a critical situation and led the machinery factory to turn losses into profits. He also established a super-large state-owned enterprise under the jurisdiction of the Provincial State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission based on the machinery factory, Huaihai Group, which spans seven major industries: machinery, agricultural vehicles, fertilizers and chemicals, real estate, port operations, steel, and shipbuilding.

In 2007, Huaihai Group's total fixed assets exceeded 14 billion yuan.

He was not satisfied with this. He wanted to solve the problems of disorderly operations and malicious mining in the Huaixi area for a long time, as well as the serious pollution problems that have plagued the Huaixi area, the Qishan mining area, and the Qishan ecological environment.

After signing a military order to the provincial party committee, he led the Huaihai Group into the mining industry in Qishan and Huaixi areas without hesitation, used the advantages of capital to merge large amounts of mergers, took over private small coal iron ore and phosphate mines, and the group contributed funds to re-treat the seriously polluted natural environment in Qishan area.

Qishan is his hometown, and he always feels that he has this obligation.

As long as there is a profit of 300, capitalists will dare to trample on all laws in the world.

This is a famous saying by Marx, which also destined the ending of Yang Shaozong.

Yang Shaozong, who offended the local protection forces headed by the four princes of Huaixi, was unable to escape the revenge of these people, and ended up being destroyed by the car.

This is his life...if nothing has changed.

It's really going to change!

dark……!!

Surrounding this dark little earthen house, Yang Shaozong endured the torture in great pain. He lay motionless on the old wooden bed, with too much anger and hatred rolling in his heart.

He hates it.

He has always hated those people. It was those people who ruined his beautiful hometown, causing the villagers of Qishan to lose their land and fish ponds, and could only do the heaviest dirty and tiring work in the mining area, just to support themselves and the children of Qishan.

What a terrible future that is. With Lake Biwa, Qishan Reservoir and Qihe Reservoir, Qishan people have no water to drink. The privately contracted water plant will only provide the foul-stenched tap water.

In the wave of reform, the four princes of Huaixi, led by Guo Guangqing, have successively become the actual beneficiaries of the Huaixi mining area, and used their official relationships to buy most of the mines at a low price. They were also the first batch of real estate merchants in Huaihai City and became the actual controllers of Huaihai City's economy.

Is everything back to zero?

Has everything returned to its origin?

Yang Shaozong, lying on the bed, asked himself silently in his heart.

A trace of light came through the crack of the empty wooden door, illuminating this dilapidated and still dim small earthen house. There was no decent furniture at home, only this bed, a shabby wardrobe, a box made of willow rattan and a rotten wooden table with transparent black legs even worm-eaten.

This is Yang Shaozong's home and everything about him.

He died in pain, as if he had fallen into the abyss of darkness, sleeping endlessly, but after waking up from a long nightmare, he found that he had returned to his precious 19 years old.

At this time, he had just graduated and spent the last summer vacation of his life at home to register for work at Huaihai Machinery Factory.

Thinking of all this, he couldn't help but feel mixed emotions.

If everything is returned to zero, he will lose too much, his family, his wife, his friends and subordinates, his career and his Huaihai Group...!

He was happy again because he could still see the clear Biwa Lake and Qishan Reservoir.

The 700 million tons of high-quality coal mine buried under the mountainous mountain of Qishan, and the 130 million tons of iron ore resources have not been discovered yet. Now he seems to have more and better opportunities to protect all of this.

After experiencing so much, it was like a ignorant child suddenly opened his eyes.

He finally understood a very simple truth... Only by holding real power, controlling Jiangdong Province, and controlling Huaihai City can he truly protect his hometown, take these resources from the people, use them to the people, and use these wealth to benefit Qishan and Huaixi, so that children can read books, young people can have jobs, and the elderly can have a happy old age.

Hatred is a terrible force, and love is an extremely firm force.

He hated those evil local black forces, and he also loved the villagers in Qishan even more.

His parents died while repairing the Qishan Reservoir. Over the years, the commune and the villagers of Yangzhuang have raised him. Not only did he have such an empty small family, but he also had a big family of Qishan People's Commune.

This big family is indeed poor. Everyone works constantly every day, grabs work points, digs the land, carries fields, surrounds lakes, opens barren mountains, levels hills, and builds terraces... It is just a line of food and clothing.

After a long day and night of thinking and struggle, Yang Shaozong gradually clarified his thoughts and found a path that truly belonged to him, and his heart was once again full of strength.

The powerful will and dreams were surging in Yang Shaozong's body, rolling up layers of huge waves to impact his young, energetic and infinite energy body, as if there was a special force, like the indestructible steel pillar established in the inner world, which was about to reach the height of the sky, supporting him and making him feel extremely powerful.

He no longer had any worries or hesitation, and he jumped out of bed as soon as he turned over and prepared to welcome the real new life.

It was just at this moment that the door was pushed open with a creak.

A middle-aged man walked in with a big bowl of white background and blue glaze. He was about forties, with thick eyebrows and blushing face, wearing a short-sleeved shirt and blue coarse trousers, holding a pair of chopsticks in his hand, and a seductive rice fragrance floated out of the bowl.

Seeing Yang Shaozong get up, the middle-aged man smiled happily and said, "Oh, you finally got up. You just took the heat to eat this bowl of porridge. I'll get you a piece of cake later. How can I not eat all day? People are iron, rice is steel, and I'm so hungry that I don't eat for a meal!"

The middle-aged man who spoke was Zhao Jingshan, the captain of the commune's mechanized farming team. He lived next door to Yang Shaozong's family. After Yang Shaozong's parents died, his family was responsible for taking care of and raising Yang Shaozong. The commune subsidized food for his family every month.

Suddenly seeing Zhao Jingshan who was upright and upright again, Yang Shaozong felt an indescribable excitement in his heart.

"Second Uncle!"

Yang Shaozong couldn't help but choked up and was almost speechless.

"What's wrong with this guy?"

Zhao Jingshan was a little confused. He definitely couldn't understand all the thoughts that were rumbling in Yang Shaozong's heart at this moment. Even if he was beaten to death, he would not believe that Yang Shaozong was actually the Yang Shaozong twenty years later. He was just as young as he was twenty years ago, full of endless youth and vitality.

Yang Shaozong held back the endless words in his heart. He just thought he had a nightmare and now he woke up.

He picked up the bowl and took a sip. There were taro stems in the porridge, which were very hard in his mouth, and it was tough and sweet. I wonder how delicious it was.

Seeing Yang Shaozong get up to have dinner, Zhao Jingshan felt particularly relieved. He knew that Yang Shaozong's child was in a miserable life. His grandfather "Company Commander Yang" died on the battlefield of resisting U.S. aggression and aiding Korea. His parents died in the construction of Qishan Reservoir. Only such a single seedling was left in the family of "Company Commander Yang" at that time.

Zhao Jingshan sighed in his heart. Thinking about Yang Shaozong's future job as a technician in a state-owned factory, he felt that he was worthy of Yang Shaozong's parents.

Just as he was thinking, Aunt Zhao also came and gave Yang Shaozong a few freshly spread cornmeal cakes. The fresh and hot fragrance made people feel energetic.

When Yang Shaozong saw Uncle Zhao and Aunt Zhao twenty years ago, he was very happy. He didn't know how much he wanted to say, but he held it back.

Tears of excitement and joy flowed into his body, nourishing the most painful and broken corner of his heart, making him feel more and more reborn. He found that when everything is returned to zero, he lost far more than he lost.

During his days away from Flag Mountain, he lost so much that he hadn't even noticed it himself.

Now everything is lost and regained.

When Aunt Zhao returned home and continued to spread the cake, Zhao Jingshan lit a cigarette and smoked it in smog. After thinking about it, a happy and happy smile appeared on his face.

He proudly touched his chin covered with beards and said, "My son, wait for another month, and you should go to work in the city. When you arrive at a state-owned factory, you must do it well. Don't embarrass our old and young men in Qishan. Our people in Qishan are poor and poor. As long as they can break out, everyone is a good man. Not to mention anything else, isn't Commander Xiao from the Yangtze River Military Region our Qishan? Then, with your grandfather and old Secretary Xu, they all did the revolution together!"

"Um!"

Yang Shaozong chewed the corn cake silently, but in his heart he had made up his mind that he would stay in Qishan and start from scratch in Qishan.

Only by starting from here can he protect Qishan solidly.

Speaking of Commander Xiao, Yang Shaozong had met several times when he was the chairman of Huaihai Group. The old man was indescribable to him and gave him a lot of important help. Unfortunately, the old commander had retired at that time. Although he was angry and anxious about the pollution problem in Qishan like him, he had no choice but to do so.

Qishan is an old revolutionary base area and one of the earliest base areas in the Qimeng old base area. There were seven founding generals who walked out of here. They were once known as the cradle of generals in Jiangdong Province.

As far as Yang Shaozong knows, there are still two people holding very important parts, but they are both too far away, and there will be no near fire when they are far away. The army and the local government are also two different systems, and they cannot interfere with each other.

Everything depends on yourself...at least at this stage, you have to rely on yourself.

Yang Shaozong clarified his thoughts and asked Zhao Jingshan: "Second uncle, where will Secretary Xu be today? I want to talk to him about something!"

"oh!"

Zhao Jingshan thought for a while and said, "It should be that he organized labor to dig a pond in Dayugou Bay. I have to go there today. Our brigade secretary and captain have also gone there. In the afternoon, I have to go there to grab the work!"

"knew!"

Yang Shaozong jumped out of bed with a slight mouth and said, "Uncle Second, then I will go to Dayugou Bay first and come back for dinner tonight!"

"Okay!"

Zhao Jingshan didn't stop him either.

Yang Shaozong ran out of Yangzhuang and headed southward. Dayugou Bay is a reed deserted beach in the middle section of Daqingwan Village. It is located in the southwest corner of the entire Qishan People's Commune, covering an area of ​​more than 5,000 acres.

The best way to directly find the leader at critical moments is, just like the later problems of excessive mining and pollution in Qishan area. Yang Shaozong did not directly ask the provincial party committee leaders to complain to him to exchange for an opportunity. Similarly, the Qishan People's Commune was able to be preserved until 1987, and it was also the result of Xu Baoshan, the commune secretary, directly looking for Peng Yaonan, the secretary of the prefectural party committee.

At this moment, what Yang Shaozong wanted to do was to protect Qishan.
To be continued...