The shoes were handed out one by one, and when Tie Jun saw the children wearing brand new yellow rubber shoes, the joy in Tie Jun's heart was no less than the first time he blackmailed Jia Guangming.
After all were distributed, each child still held a pair in his arms. Tie Jun waved his hand, and the children all stood behind Tie Jun. The little gunner was there, and he was enough to show off.
The villagers walked onto the small square one after another, folding their hands, and families stood in a pile. Tie Jun saw Li Dachui's family, all dressed in new clothes, as if they were here to have a feast.
Someone moved out the writing desk, the only piece of furniture in the village committee. Li Tieniu took out three sea bowls from his arms and placed them on the writing desk.
Liu Shengli took out a handful of soybeans, a handful of mung beans, and a handful of red beans from his pocket, and placed them in three piles in front of the sea bowl.
"Hehe, it's quite fresh!"
When Liu Shengli came to his side, Tie Jun laughed softly.
"Be serious, don't use bean bags as dry food!"
"Brother, let me fill in a sentence for you. Don't treat village officials as cadres!"
"Yes, that's what it means!"
At this time, Li Tieniu, who was standing behind the desk, coughed, and the two of them shrank their necks. In the distance, Mi Xiaodie covered her mouth and laughed, just thinking about it, just joining in the fun.
"Everyone, be quiet, be quiet!"
Li Tieniu raised his right hand and shouted. The noise stopped and everyone looked over.
"Today, we are calling everyone here to hold a village meeting to announce one thing, discuss one thing, and decide on one thing!"
After all, he is the old village committee director. Li Tieniu has a really good sense of the atmosphere. This pause is very artistic, coupled with the tiger-like look around, it is very intimidating.
There hasn't been a general meeting for a year, and it happens to be three years since the election. Some villagers are afraid. What are they afraid of?
Afraid of policies, afraid of the wind, afraid of Shanghao becoming the little tail of capitalism again!
"Tada, I'm really flustered. My baby is wearing someone else's shoes. Isn't he going to make a mistake?"
"What a panic! If the sky falls, the director will be there to carry it. The baby's shoes were kindly given to me by the boss. Don't make any mistakes!"
"Hei Wa, tell mother, what's wrong with our Zanthoxylum bungeanum?"
"Mom, what can happen? Listen, I won't make you hungry!"
"Who to choose? His uncle!"
"Bullshit, if I choose you, can you ride it? Or Uncle Iron Bull!"
...
After Kejin speculated for a while, Li Tieniu coughed twice and continued talking.
"Let me announce something first. It is very important. It is related to our harvest for the year..."
"Mountain goods!"
All the villagers shouted two words in their hearts, and no longer dared to blink, staring closely at the old director's mouth, which was the source of happiness and disaster.
They thought about everything, but no one thought about holding a criticism meeting.
"Our little bastard...this young comrade from the Tiejun Army has made a perfect comeback!"
"boom!"
The crowd roared and started hugging each other. The scene was exactly like the moment when Beijing successfully bid for the Olympics. It didn't matter who hugged whom.
"Pepper is 10 yuan per catty, walnuts are 3 yuan per catty, apples are 1 yuan per catty..."
"Let me tell you, is this true?"
"You still don't believe me after I told you, how dare I lie to you!"
"My dear, the peppercorns have doubled!"
"No, the walnut has grown another piece!"
"Well, the apple also grows two hairs, which is enough to fill the baby with new clothes!"
It's like a pot is boiling, joy blooms on everyone's face, and everyone's calculations are clicking. One year is equivalent to two years. Is this getting rich?
"I would like to add that in a few days, on this basis, we will sign purchase contracts with all the villagers for three years!"
Tie Jun shouted, and as soon as he finished speaking, the young gunners behind him shouted and clapped together, making the villagers laugh.
"What else are we going to discuss?"
The noise subsided and Li Tieniu shouted again.
"Everyone knows that our village is special. We only have a village committee and no party committee. That's because there are only two party members in our village, Zhao Yuanchao and I."
An old man in an old military uniform in the front row raised his hand, and Liu Shengli whispered: "Zhao Qiankun's father is also a veteran."
"Now, Zhao Qiankun, a young boy from our village, has gloriously joined the Communist Party. He has enough membership of three party members. Let's discuss it.
Should we set up our own party committee in Wangxing Village, or continue to listen to the leadership of Huashiya Village?"
"There is nothing to discuss. Of course, we should set up our own party committee!"
"Yes, we are also a village, we should have a party branch long ago!"
"agree!"
The villagers were still excited, it was a good thing, and no one objected.
"Okay, unanimously approved, we will report to town tomorrow.
The last thing is to elect the village committee members every three years and decide the new village cadres!
The village director, deputy director, women’s director, security director, um...village accountant will be elected in order.”
The old director deliberately put the village accountant at the end, not forgetting to take a look at his adopted son.
"Director, we still choose you, so don't bother!"
"That's right, Lao Li, without you, our village would have been merged with Huashiya Village long ago. With you, a veteran of the Volunteer Army, guarding us, no one would dare to bully our village!"
"director!"
"director!"
Everyone shouted "Director" together. Not only Li Tieniu was moved, but Tie Jun and Liu Shengli also had their hearts beating. This is the glory, the supreme glory!
"Everyone, listen to what I have to say!"
"When the party committee is established, I will definitely be appointed by the town to be the first party secretary. If I become the director of the village, I will be shouldering the responsibility and will stir up a hornet's nest!"
As soon as the old director said this, everything went into chaos again. The old guys agreed, but the younger guys didn't accept it. They didn't understand why they couldn't shoulder the responsibility.
"Listen to me, no matter who is elected as director, we are all a family, and we are all thinking about us, right?"
"right!"
"That's enough. Let's not waste time. Let's start with the selection of the village director. There are three qualified candidates, Zhao Qiankun, Zhao Yuanchao, and Li Dachui!"
The crowd suddenly fell silent, and Li Dachui rubbed his wife's ass. He was so happy that he was a candidate for village director. It turned out that his father wanted to pass the position to him!
The other pair was a father and son running for election. Zhao Qiankun was a little embarrassed and looked at his father with a little nervous look in his eyes. Zhao Yuanchao smiled at his son with a proud look on his face.
"Everyone, remember, the red bean is Zhao Qiankun, the mung bean is Li Dachui, and the soybean is Zhao Yuanchao, vote from the left!"
The old director spoke, and the voting officially began. People went up one by one, and the bowl of the sea was tinkling, and everyone cast their hopes.
When the last bean was dropped, Li Dachui, a mung bean, had a gloomy look on his face. His pile was almost untouched and just turned into a pile, which was not a good sign.
Tie Jun looked at it and smiled in his heart, "Where are you now? If you don't rub your old face, sparks will appear on your face. I'll be reborn in vain!"
"Vote!"
Li Tieniu roared, and three village cadres stepped forward and poured the beans from the bowl onto the writing table.
"Gululu, snap!"
A mung bean bounced around on the desk, fell onto a bluestone on the ground, and split into two. The crowd burst into laughter.
"Hahaha, Madam Sledgehammer's hammer broke in half!"
"Breaking eight petals is useful!"
"Oh, these two are evil-hearted, and they still want to be directors, huh, they want to eat shit!"
"That's right, nibbling on the old ones, bear on the young ones, what the hell, dog daddy!"
Everyone was talking about this mung bean, and Li Dachui and his wife wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.