The township chief and village committee members left, as did the police. The crowd dispersed, leaving only this piece of blood-red land that had been bulldozed by bulldozers.
The old man stared blankly at this piece of red land mixed with yellow. It won't be long before the golden rapeseed flowers can be seen on both sides of the road. Starting from his piece of land, everything will change.
The old man knew very well that the departure of the township chief and the others was just a temporary compromise. Today's matter had already caused a big fuss. They were afraid of the negative impact if word spread. In addition, their hard and soft tactics were ineffective, so they could only give up temporarily. Maybe tomorrow,
Maybe the day after tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, or maybe the planned land construction will officially start.
Sooner or later, one day, he will not be able to hold on to this land, because he has no room for resistance, except compromise, that is, compromise, and at this moment, his memory seems to have returned to that day twenty years ago.
The land he sat on was originally a flowing land. Whenever the flood season came every year, the next rain would cause floods. Over the past few decades, there had been no land left, only the old land as bare as ribs.
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After the contract was awarded to the household, he took possession of the land. He had to dig ditches every year for twenty years, and finally it looked like a piece of land with flat borders and straight ridges, which was good for planting. However, he did not expect to encounter the county planning
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Township cadres came to our homes at regular intervals to do ideological work and mobilize. The loudspeakers at the village committee's intersections were so noisy day and night that people could not sleep well.
In fact, even before the county announced that it was going to acquire land, commotion began in the countryside. Every household planted as many crops as possible on their own land. What the villagers were looking forward to was not the harvest, but the harvest.
In my opinion, the compensation content stipulated by the county is based on the number of crops in the farmland.
When that day really came, they happily went to the village committee and reported the number of crops in their fields in order to obtain double compensation of the original value. Everyone signed the compensation agreement and received the money with a smile.
An Qiuyue's family is the only one that has not signed a compensation agreement and has not received any money.
For this matter, the village committee and township cadres went to their home frequently, but the old man just kept biting his tongue and refused to let go. He said that the old man was doing it for money, but in fact he was not, because the county once said that it was given to the old man in private.
The compensation was doubled, but the old man still refused.
The villagers always thought that the old man was shrewd, and they thought that if their land had not signed the compensation agreement so early, they might be able to get twice as much compensation. They regretted it in their hearts, and they were envious, jealous, and resentful of the old man's shrewdness.
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There is another advantage in the mobilization order in the township, that is, when the planning is completed, they will become city residents, and they will also have urban household registration. If An Qiuyue's family does not sign the agreement, the project will not be started, which means
Because their family is preventing everyone in this village from becoming urban residents.
So the people in the village talked about An Qiuyue's family a lot, and even treated An Qiuyue's family like enemies when they met. But what happened today made them understand one thing. The old man refused to give up this land, not for money.
, but this made the villagers look down on the old man even more, wondering what was the use of him clinging to such a piece of land?
It seems that the villagers will never understand the old man's thoughts, just like Canglong can't understand him now.
However, the old man's muttering made him understand, and he even felt that it was very valuable for him to cling to this piece of land.
"City people use this land to build houses, but no one has thought about how the country people can live without the land. When the country people interact with the city people, the country people suffer. This has been true for thousands of years. But young people don't
Knowing this, when I heard that the county was going to expropriate the land, I was so excited that I felt like I had taken epileptic drugs. I sold an acre of land for twenty to thirty thousand yuan, and then went to the city." The old man shook his head.
, minding his own business, he took out a plastic bag from his pocket.
The plastic bag contained a piece of yellow tobacco and some neatly cut white paper. The old man skillfully took out the tobacco and white paper, quickly rolled it into a cigarette and put it in his mouth. He took out the match and started smoking.
It burned.
"Thirty thousand for one acre of land?" Canglong was a little surprised.
"Including those crops, it may cost about 40,000 yuan per acre." The old man smiled, a little sarcastically, "They never thought that after spending all the compensation money and losing the land, what would they do with their lives in the future?
As long as the rural people have land, they can be self-sufficient. But without land, what can they get if they become urban residents as they wish? But what they have to face will be a completely unfamiliar life, and even food and clothing are not enough.
It is difficult to maintain. All the people in the countryside can bring out are the land and the things grown on the land. Are they going to fight for their jobs with the people in the city? What are they going to use to fight for it?"
There were deep worries in the old man's words, but even if he told people in the countryside, they wouldn't believe these worries, because no one wants to give up their urban household registration and continue to guard these lands and continue to live this kind of farming life, even though it is very practical.
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"I can't hold on anymore. I can't hold on to this old bone anymore. Sooner or later I have to see the King of Hell." The old man smoked a cigarette and sighed, while An Qiuyue sat aside and said nothing, "But even if I die, I will die here."
This land."
Not many of the older generation of rural people are literate, and even among the younger generation, there are only a minority of literate people. If they compete with city people, they will always suffer.
Therefore, they stick to their duties and cultivate their own fields. The real hope is their generation, the generation that can change their destiny.
However, most people of An Qiuyue's generation go to the city to work, and it is impossible to work for a lifetime. Sooner or later, they will have to return to their hometown. When the time comes, how will they continue to survive without the land? This is what the old man thought.
question, at this moment Canglong suddenly understood the old man's thoughts.
He looked from a distance and saw that the city was surrounding the countryside and expanding here. When all the land will be used to build houses, where will the food be produced?
Some people may say that we can learn from Europeans and establish a fast-growing food chain, but China is a country with a large population. Such a fast-growing food chain is not suitable for China. Even if it is established, everything will become fast-growing food. Is this called an improvement in living standards?
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Everyone thinks that Europeans have a good living standard, but most of the food they eat is fast-growing food, fast-growing vegetables, fast-growing chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep, everything that grows fast...
What's the use of having a house? What's the use of having money? The more houses are built, the less arable land will be. The less arable land, the less food will be produced, further contributing to the continuous rise in prices. Finally,
People in the countryside who went out to work suddenly found that the money they earned was becoming less and less easy to spend because prices were getting higher and higher.
But now in China, everyone is struggling for a house, a car, and a city registered permanent residence. But they don't know that every time they buy a house, they lose one point of cultivated land, which ultimately raises the price of goods to an extreme.
As a result, inflation is caused, money becomes less and less valuable, and people want more and more things.
Many people don't understand, and no one wants to understand, because the immediate benefits are always more tempting than the so-called future. Just like the people in Jiangkou Township, they are all looking forward to another life.
Cang Long once said that China's future lies in the countryside, and farmers are the future of China. However, this future is ignored by most people. They are even discriminated against in the cities that people yearn for. No one has ever thought about what would happen if everyone in China did not farm.
Okay, everyone's land has been used to build houses. Which country in the world can support a country with a population of 1.3 billion.
The old man did not blame the villagers too much for their ignorance, because the country was immersed in such a dream, and even the world was immersed in such a ridiculous dream.
And just sober people are those who have no ability to change all this. Just like the old man in front of him, he clearly knows what the future may be like, but he cannot change it because everyone is asking him to change and let him go.
He adapts to everyone, even using violence, but he didn't give in.
In front of such a wise old man, what else could Canglong say? All he had was some unnecessary sighs.
Canglong and An Qiuyue helped the old man get into the car. They were greeted with blame and hostility all the way back. These crazy people who wanted a city registered permanent residence did not know that the people they were hostile to actually wanted to save them.
The old man's family is not rich. In addition to farming, he also opened a bicycle repair stall to earn some small money. Later, Canglong learned from An Qiuyue that all the money for her schooling was given to others by the old man with both hands.
The old man saved money from repairing bicycles, and he lives a very frugal life. As the old man himself said, if one day he loses his land, repairing bicycles alone will definitely not be able to support An Qiuyue in school, and even food and clothing will be a problem.
"Thank you, Teacher Cang." An Qiuyue's face remained expressionless, but Canglong could hear the sincerity in her thanks.
"If you go back to study, I will try to help you solve the problem at hand." Canglong said calmly.
Hearing this, An Qiuyue showed surprise on her face: "Really?"
It’s just that the surprise only lasted for a moment. Even though Canglong was so powerful, he was just a teacher, a teacher in No. 1 Middle School, and this matter was related to the planning of the entire Longyang County. What could a teacher do with this matter?
"You don't need to comfort me like this. There are many things in this world that you and I can't change." An Qiuyue shook her head, with deep disappointment and helplessness on her face. If there are other emotions, it is for this world.
of hatred.
"Yes, there are many things that we cannot change by ourselves. We can only feel helpless or sigh." Canglong looked at him, paused and said, "Since we can't change the world, what we can do is maybe change ourselves.
Faced with the world's attitude, hatred cannot solve any problems, it will only make you carry a heavy burden, which will crush you sooner or later."
"Do you want to face all this with a smile?" An Qiuyue felt a little incredible.
"It is better to smile at life than to hate life. Smiling does not require any reason and will not bring you any baggage. It will keep you awake at all times and do what you can do better." Canglong said calmly, "And
Complaining and hatred will only make you lost, and in the end you will not be able to do anything well, and even what you can do will become impossible."
An Qiuyue was stunned, silent for a long time, and said coldly: "But I can't do it!"
ps” I was drunk last night and uploaded three chapters repeatedly. They have been modified.