If you don’t work, you won’t have a good life. This truth is simple and simple, but sometimes it’s not that simple.
Before there was a peasant association, the Liao family had the final say here, and the land rent reached 70% at its peak. Tenants worked hard for a year, but they didn't even have enough food and clothing. So they drank porridge after harvesting, and started eating wild vegetables during the new year.
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Yan Shuangying rented Aunt Hua's house and saw the food at Aunt Hua's house. Porridge, sweet potatoes, and wild vegetables were the normal meals.
There was some bacon hanging under the eaves, but the bacon was reserved for the New Year. Not to mention Aunt Hua, even the little landlord Fatty couldn't eat it on a regular basis.
Yan Shuangying followed the team going to work and watched with his own eyes as the peasant association organized manpower to build the pond and dam.
So cooperatives are really not the original creation of 404. It should be said that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, 404 learned from Soviet Russia and the Shonan Farmers' Association, and then came up with cooperatives.
At this time, the farmers' association was very much like a cooperative, and they simply controlled the sky, the earth, and the air.
Eating, drinking, urinating, birth, old age, sickness and death, there is nothing that cannot be controlled.
Farmers' associations spread all over the country, almost emptying the county. The local tyrants and evil gentry were either overthrown or fled. The power vacuum was quickly filled by the farmers' associations, and the tax police and security teams did not dare to go to the countryside, so the exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes disappeared.
Exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes are everywhere in other places, but in southern Hunan, you don't have to pay anything except regular taxes.
In the past, when there was a shortage of money, farmers had to borrow money from landlords. It was easy to go out nine times and return home thirteen times. It is exaggerated to borrow two yuan to ruin a family's life.
As soon as the local tyrants and evil gentry disappeared, the matter of borrowing money fell on the peasant association. The money and grain in the homes of the local tyrants and evil gentry became capital, and the maximum interest rate was only 10%, which immediately made everyone praise him.
This spring, when every family eats wild vegetable soup, they can occasionally eat some real grain.
What’s even more amazing is that the farmers’ association actually started a school on its own initiative!
More than a dozen villages got together to set up a rough school, and the farmers sent their troubled children there. They did not expect the children to be successful in their studies, but at least knew a few Chinese characters and could write their own names. In the future,
You won't be cheated when you pay rent.
Because they surrendered the guns of the security team, they set up a escort team from all over the country. On the one hand, they were to prevent the security teams in the county from retaliating, and on the other hand, they were to prevent bandits from causing trouble.
Bandits in southern Hunan are very rampant these days. Especially after the grain harvest and before the New Year, large groups of bandits often come to the village, eat and take away, and even take away beautiful women. The landlord's high-gate compound also has
There were guards with guns, and they negotiated with the bandits. The bandits didn't want to forcefully attack the compound with casualties, so they agreed on an amount of money and food, and the bandits took it and left.
More often than not, bandits are the knives in the hands of these local tyrants and evil gentry, specially used to deal with opponents and dishonest farmers.
After the rise of the Peasants' Association, the life of the bandits became difficult. Although the organized farmers had poor marksmanship, they relied on their bravery to defeat the bandits so that they did not dare to show their faces.
There was a bandit den near Jianzhu Bay, but now the people have simply left the buildings and gone further north to make a living.
Yan Shuangying stayed in Jianzhu Bay for half a month, and saw with his own eyes that the people from the Farmers' Association wielded more than a dozen broken guns, carried broadswords and spears, and drove away a group of more than 20 bandits, and they succeeded.
Rescued several robbed women from the bandits' den.
The peasant associations in southern Hunan were in full swing, but the newspapers in the provincial capitals demoted the peasant associations to the point of being worthless. They said they were overreaching, haha...compared with the evil things done by the local tyrants and evil gentry, the peasant associations were already considered good.
There is a saying that flowers are blooming and fire is cooking oil. The Farmers Association of Jianzhuwan could never imagine that the situation would turn upside down overnight.
Near noon that day, several outsiders entered Jianzhuwan and went straight to the Farmers' Association. A fierce quarrel broke out in the ancestral hall that served as the Farmers' Association's office.
"Why? Why do you want us to hand over our guns? The security team hates us so much. Without our guns, what will happen to them in revenge?"
"Don't show me the letter of introduction. I'm illiterate. Let me ask you, since you are a committee member from the provincial capital, do you know the consequences of calling a gun?"
The committee member spoke in a northern dialect: "If you don't hand it over, you will give them an excuse! When the army comes, there are only a dozen guns, what can you do to resist? Hand it over, there are only a few guns on the left and right."
The ancestral hall fell into silence.
In the afternoon, people from the farmers' association collected more than a dozen firearms and handed them over to committee members from the provincial capital.
Then the committee member left with a dozen guns, saying that they were to be returned to the county security team. Looking at the retreating figure, the energy of the people in the farmers' association seemed to be attached to the dozen guns, and they suddenly became depressed. , full of melancholy.
There is no airtight wall in this world. As soon as the gun was taken away, the news spread all over the country.
When dinner was approaching, the villagers in Jianzhuwan Village suddenly began to move around more. Everyone was at a loss and looked around for news.
In Aunt Hua's small courtyard, Yan Shuangying sat leisurely on the threshold, listening to the storytelling coming from the Bluetooth headset.
Aunt Hua hurriedly walked into the yard and saw the two and a half-year-old children still making a fuss. She immediately scolded her, then got into the room and dug out two pickle jars. Aunt Hua poured the pickles into the old jar. into the broken jars, then washed them and carried the two jars out the door.
After returning, Aunt Hua breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, I took two jars when there was trouble. Now that the things have been returned, the Liao family will not trouble me if they come back."
Catching a glimpse of Yan Shuangying's bored look, Aunt Hua frowned: "Hey, credit guy, if you don't go around the streets, do you plan to live here forever?"
Yan Shuangying stretched his waist: "I'm tired, and I'm not short of food and drink, so I'll take a rest."
"I think you will become a beggar sooner or later."
"Hey, Aunt Hua, you said the Liao family is coming back?"
Aunt Hua looked outside the door and said in a low voice: "People from the province took away the guns of the farmers' association, saying they were afraid of conflicts with others. I think so, we only have a few guns, and they have tens of thousands of troops. Even Sun Chuanfang was beaten away. I heard that the Liao family is related to high-ranking officials in the province. You see, when the Liao family comes back, everything they took will have to be returned!"
Yan Shuangying sighed and made no comment.
Aunt Hua was busy making dinner, and Yan Shuangying went out for a walk. As a result, when he went out, he saw the little landowner Pang Qiu put on a new silk clothes, with a swollen belly, walking squarely, and arrogantly. No more The humble caution of the past.
"Hey, what are you eating? Eat, eat. If you don't have anything to eat in the future, you can only eat sweet potatoes."
"Eh? Did you get this toilet from the Liao family? Is it comfortable to use? ...What else? You said that if the Liao family comes back and sees you taking someone else's toilet, will they let you go? If you don't want more, why don't you? I have to ask you for more than ten dollars as compensation, right?"
"Go to work? What kind of work? The peasant association is about to be destroyed. I will still eat and drink well from now on. You poor people will be miserable. When the Liao family comes back, you will give back what you took and spit out what you ate!"
Fat Ball spread hatred everywhere, causing the villagers to curse, but no one dared to come forward to take action.
Youdao is the prophet of ducks in the spring river. Although the peasants who cannot read a word are ignorant, they are not stupid. The peasant association is in a state of gloom. At this time, the Liao family may come back at some time, so how can they dare to provoke Fat Ball?
There was a muffled roar, and billowing dark clouds spread from the south of the sky. The dark clouds seemed to be pressing on everyone's hearts, and they all felt that the day was about to change.
After a drizzle that lasted for four days, the security guard went to the countryside.
The security captain, who had suffered heavy losses, did not dare to be careless. This time he brought in enough manpower, more than a hundred men and more than seventy guns.
Yan Shuangying glanced at it, and saw that the military appearance of the security team was far worse than that of the Fengjun army. They were all sallow and skinny, with crooked melons and cracked dates, and were all dressed in loose black skin. They were slovenly and slovenly as they walked along. They looked like a bunch of beggars.
But it was this group of beggar-like security teams that completely suppressed the villagers of Jianzhuwan. The guns were taken away, and at the same time they also took away the spirit of the farmers' association.
Within four days, the peasant association dispersed immediately, leaving only three people living in the ancestral hall and working.
"Well, I'm interrupting! Jianzhuwan still owes last year's autumn taxes. Don't make me mad. Everyone knows how much they should pay. If you don't pay today, I'm sorry, so just follow me."
As soon as the three people from the farmers' association showed up, the security captain's eyes suddenly lit up: "It's them, I've caught them!"
A group of security teams surrounded them and immediately tied up the three of them.
"Let go, why are you arresting us?"
"Li Youde, you are avenging a private vendetta!"
"I just want to avenge my personal revenge, what can you do to me? Why... I have spoken to the top to clean up 404. You die-hards must have something to do with 404. Bind them, gag them, watch them, don't let them
The credit you got is gone!"
The security team suddenly became fierce, and first went from house to house to search for 404 elements... Well, how to identify them? The backbone of the farmers' association will definitely not be able to escape. If you participate in the farmers' association and don't give money to the security team, you will definitely not be able to escape.
The small Jianzhu Bay suddenly burst into tears. The security team took away more than a dozen key members of the farmers' association and looted the villagers' remaining food.
The villagers of Jianzhuwan thought that the matter was over, but they never imagined that this was just the beginning.
Eight days later, Mr. Liao, who had taken refuge in the provincial capital, and his family of more than 20 people, rode in a carriage and led a group of militiamen back to Jianzhuwan.
Let’s take a look at the Homecoming Group, it’s really no different from that.
If you eat mine, spit it out for me; if you take mine, give it back to me.
The thugs of the Liao family led the militiamen, broke open the doors of every house, and searched around. Whenever they found anything belonging to the Liao family, they were beaten up at least severely. The thugs were driven away, and the accounting office brought people to collect debts.
Either the fertile land is sold at a low price, or the sons and daughters are sold, and the family is ruined.
Yan Shuangying hid in Aunt Hua's small yard, watching the tragedies and comedies with cold eyes. The little landowner Fat Ball thought that his good days would come after the Liao family came back.
Who would have thought that the old man of the Liao family is a hungry wolf who eats people without spitting out bones. He turned around and put the shit basin on Fat Ball's head, found several tenants to testify, and framed Fat Ball as a 404 member.
This group of civilian soldiers didn't care at all whether Fat Qiu was real or not. The old man of the Liao family promised to raid Fat Qiu's house and give half of the benefits to the platoon leader.
That night, Fat Ball, who had been severely beaten, vomited blood and died. The wife and children at home cried and carried their luggage back to their parents' home. Fat Ball's property changed hands and became the property of the Liao family, and the platoon leader divided it up with 200 yuan.
It is said that farmers are more ruthless than landlords when they stand up, haha, Yan Shuangying now realizes that this sentence is not correct.
At most, the farmers divide their fields and kill the landlords; but the landlords are so ruthless that they can even kill the farmers!
The turmoil that started in mid-April swept across the entire southern Hunan in an instant, and the peasant associations that were in full swing disappeared in an instant.
After watching a big show, Yan Shuangying kept a calm face even though he was very angry in his heart.
He is just an incarnation of the Art of False Incarnation. Even if he is fighting against everyone, what can he do? The tragedy in Jianzhu Bay is happening right now throughout Shonan.
Because Aunt Hua was good at observing the situation, she had a drink with the housekeeper of the Liao family and was able to avoid this trend.
He felt it was time to leave, so he checked out of the room with Aunt Hua in advance.
Aunt Hua was a little reluctant, but didn't say much.
Early that morning, Yan Shuangying walked out of the yard alone, and was immediately surrounded by the village's security team.
"Stop, what are you doing?"
"The knife owner lived at Aunt Hua's house before. You have checked."
The leader, Heipi, was obviously a lot more mature. He blushed and looked at Yan Shuangying with a thick neck: "The knife is on credit? Where is your knife?"
"It's all on credit."
"Oh..." Heipi looked around and said to his companions: "Why do I feel like this guy doesn't look like a good person? Have you ever heard of someone who borrows knives and lives in a village for a month?"
"never heard of that."
"Hmph... Why do I think you are 404?"
Yan Shuangying was about to open his mouth, but his whole body froze. The main body contacted him again.
"Speak, why are you mute?"
The exchange of spiritual consciousness did not take long. Yan Shuangying calmed down and understood in his heart that these gangsters were just having fun after drinking too much, and extorting some money from themselves.
And the main body just told him that if there are no accidents, in a few years, the main body will be able to open up a paradise of caves and master magical powers. More importantly, the main body glimpsed the living dead, flesh and white bones from the fragments of the cloud seal book.
Law.
Once mastered, the body can be reshaped. When the body is reshaped, the body will cut off its relationship with Yan Shuangying, and from now on the responsibility will be solely borne by Yan Shuangying.
This is good news. Yan Shuangying has long since stopped wanting to be a swordsman. In life, food and beauty are the only things he can live up to. Without these two great pleasures, what’s the point of being a human being?
Looking at the black men in front of him, Yan Shuangying suddenly smiled.
The main body is free and easy to be a god, but his clone has no hope of becoming a god, so it is better to be happy and grudge.
"You guys insist on making things difficult for me?"
"Huh? Difficult? Bah! You are worthy of riding a horse! I think you are 404, brothers, tie them up!"
The two fierce-looking guys pounced forward, and then flew back at a faster speed. With a bang, they smashed a hole in the wall of Fat Ball's house.