() After Wang Xiaobo finished his affairs in Da'ao Village, he took Xiaoli and A Niu down the cliff, got on Santana who was waiting there, and went straight to his hometown of Wangjia Village.
I have been away from Wangjia Village for more than a month. I wonder how the cultivation of mushrooms and black fungus is going? The 320,000 yuan for setting up power lines should have arrived in the village. I wonder how the negotiations with the Electric Power Bureau are going? Regarding these matters that I have taken care of,
He never lets go. Everything must be done from beginning to end. This is his principle in life.
The car passed through the county seat without stopping, and went directly to Wangjia Village.
After getting off the bus at the bus station, Wang Xiaobo and the other three walked slowly towards the village.
Unexpectedly, we hadn't gone very far when we met two strong men, one tall and one short, who had forcibly collected family planning management fees from widows last time.
When the tall and strong man saw Wang Xiaobo, he seemed to know him well. He smiled all over his face and ran over to him with his hands stretched out: "Ah, long time no see, this, this, comrade is here again."
." He had been thinking about this for a long time, but he just couldn't think of a name, so he simply came up with an official title.
When Wang Xiaobo saw these two treasures, he wanted to laugh. Last time, the receipts for the extortion money from these two people were still in the bag with him. With so many things going on, he really forgot. Think about it, it was only twenty yuan, forget it.
He had a good memory. He remembered that the receipt was signed Zhang Xiaosan, so he asked teasingly: "It's Comrade Zhang Xiaosan. What fee did you charge this time?" Naturally, he also used an official title.
When Comrade Zhang Xiaosan heard this official title, he became excited, straightened his waist, and his face became more solemn: "Ah! You don't know, there are too many unruly people in Wangjia Village. What kind of mushrooms are being done by every household at the moment?
Fungus cultivation, the tail end of capitalism, still refuses to be given to supply and marketing cooperatives, so we are here to teach these unscrupulous people a lesson."
"Class?" Wang Xiaobo felt strange.
"We are responsible for educating farmers to take the broad road of socialism, resolutely cut off the tail of capitalism, and buy mushrooms and black fungus to supply and marketing cooperatives." Comrade Zhang Xiaosan is now an educator.
"What is the purchase price of the supply and marketing cooperative?" Wang Xiaobo asked.
Zhang Xiaosan glanced at him warily: "Why do you ask this?"
Wang Xiaobo quickly took out Hongtashan and gave one to each of them: "I'm also curious to ask."
Zhang Xiaosan took the cigarette and did not light it. Instead, he put it into his jacket pocket like last time. He was still staring at the half pack of cigarettes in Wang Xiaobo's hand: "One and a half kilograms, not low.
, but these unscrupulous people just refused to buy it, and kept it at home. Do you think this is capitalism? It’s really not possible without education. Therefore, Mayor Zhong decided that anyone who grows mushrooms and black fungus will be charged 5
Yuan management fee.”
Only then did Wang Xiaobo understand that the supply and marketing cooperatives had a monopoly on the market in towns and villages. Seeing that these things were profitable, they wanted to forcefully acquire them. They also came up with an education that cut off the tail of capitalism. What age is this? It’s really funny to think about it.
He didn't want to say anything more. He nodded to them and wanted to say goodbye and leave. He didn't want this mistress to cheat him last time and get a sweet spot, but he wanted to repeat his old trick again: "I said this comrade, you
I asked so many questions, should I pay some lost time wages?"
Wang Xiaobo thought, no wonder the burden on farmers is getting heavier and heavier. It turns out that these people have also played a role in fueling the flames. The Third Plenary Session of the 11th Central Committee of the Communist Party of China has clearly pointed out that we must do everything possible to reduce the burden on farmers. This mayor Zhong also did something else.
The planting management fee is obviously contrary to the spirit of the plenary session. But this mistress, relying on the support of the mayor Zhong, was ripped off and hit on his own head. So he smiled and said: "Maybe this missed work fee should be
I’ll give it to you, but it’s better to let Chief Zhong come and get it from me, it’s more appropriate.”
Zhang Xiaosan was a "second person" himself, and he didn't understand what he meant, so he turned against him: "Our township chief is so busy at work, so we can just say it to someone like you, so I will honestly spend the twenty yuan as a missed work fee."
Take it out, otherwise it will become forty yuan over time."
Wang Xiaobo thought, what's the difference between this and bandits? He couldn't help but get a little angry: "If I don't give it, what can you do?"
Hey, why is this man so much tougher than last time? If you don’t give him any color, I really don’t know how many eyes Lord Ma has, so he shouted loudly: “You are so good at what you do, don’t give him any help.”
Look at the power of the class dictatorship. You really don’t know how high the sky is? Okay, you’ll be fined a hundred yuan.”
Wang Xiaobo spread his hands: "I don't have any money, but I really don't know what the smell of the proletarian dictatorship is."
Zhang Xiaosan was used to bullying farmers in the village. She was tall and thick, so she didn't take Wang Xiaobi seriously at all. She picked him up and punched him: "I'll give you a taste now."
He immediately discovered that not only did the punch miss, but there was no trace of Wang Xiaobo. He was astonished when suddenly, someone from behind knocked on his shoulder and said, "You don't smell like a proletarian dictatorship."
The idiot still didn't react. He turned left and right, but he still didn't see the other person's figure, but the person was always holding his shoulder. Only then did he start to understand, and he reacted: "Stop! Stop! You
You have to consider the consequences of having such an attitude towards Zhengfu staff."
"Perhaps, if you call Zhong Aihua, maybe I will hand over the one hundred yuan to you honestly." Wang Xiaobo's voice sounded strangely in his ears.
What? After a while, Mayor Zhong turned into Zhong Aihua. He seemed to have seen some kind of background, and he became a little panicked: "Why do you have to see our Chief Zhong? He has been having trouble with his legs and feet recently, and he comes to Wangjia Village every now and then to wait.
Where's that miracle doctor?" He couldn't see the other person and could only talk to the air.
"Has he been drinking recently?" The voice was still ringing in his ears, but no one was there.
Zhang Xiaosan suddenly realized: "You, are you the miracle doctor?"
Wang Xiaobo then faced him: "Then do you still want the hundred yuan?"
Zhang Xiaosan trembled, looked at him blankly, and suddenly knelt down: "Miracle doctor, you don't remember the faults of villains. Please spare me and don't tell Mayor Zhong."
Wang Xiaobo looked at him coldly: "You have gold at your feet, why did you kneel down? Where is the energy you usually have to bully people? Get up and take me to see Zhong Aihua."
Zhang Xiaosan had no choice but to take him to the village committee office located in the Wang Family Ancestral Hall.
When Zhong Aihua saw Wang Xiaobo, he was overjoyed. He hugged him and said excitedly: "Ah, brother, this month, I have been looking forward to the stars and the moon. Today, I finally got you. Hurry up, come on.
Please help me see how my disease is going?"
Wang Xiaobo deliberately stared at him blankly and did not speak for five minutes. Zhong Aihua's heart went crazy. Just when he was about to ask something, Wang Xiaobo waved his hand: "Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes looking, asking, and inquiring, but right now
At this glance, I found that your disease is progressing. Are you too busy at work recently? "
Zhong Aihua pretended to be serious: "Yes, there are so many things to do at work, and I can't worry about any of them. By the way, your brother must put some thought into my illness, and it will also make a certain contribution to the revolution."
Wang Xiaobo thought, this guy is really shameless. Treating him is a contribution to the revolution? What do you think of yourself? Are you really a hero of the revolution?
He didn't say anything, and grabbed his upper body to check his pulse. After a while, he said seriously: "Your disease seems to require three courses of treatment, and each course of treatment takes a month. Today, I will open up your meridians first, but
You can no longer work, and you should rest in bed for three months before you can recover, otherwise, ah——" He shook his head and stopped talking.
"Okay! Okay! I will definitely cooperate with the treatment. When I go back, I will take three months' sick leave immediately. Brother, you must save me." Zhong Aihua was so frightened that his face turned green, and he almost knelt down to beg.
