It's not bright yet, but tens of thousands of people have gathered in the open space in the north city of Jiuyuan County. They are waiting in excitement. People are whispering, talking about today's lottery meeting and the land in the north of the city.
In the official office of Fengzhou, Guo Song looked very serious. Just now, Zhang Xiang, a civil servant involved in the numbering, reported urgently that he found three consecutive lots with the same number.
The county magistrate Xie Changzhi immediately stopped the lottery and urgently reported the matter to Xue Changshou who was present.
There are generally only two reasons for this situation. Either there is a mistake in copying the numbers and repeated copying occurs. After all, seven people copied the numbers at the same time. It is possible that a batch of numbers was copied by two people each. Another reason is that there are hidden numbers inside.
There is something fishy, some land in good locations has been reserved.
This is something Guo Song will never tolerate. Xue Changshou sighed and said to Guo Song: "I checked again just now and found that the numbering is quite confusing. There are more than three repeated numbers. How about canceling it today! Let's renumber it."
Guo Song shook his head, "It's best not to do such things that are dishonest. If you break your promise the first time, who will believe us in the future?"
"However, it will take at least a day or two to rearrange the lottery, and we have to go to the site to check one by one. Today is really too late."
"Then don't draw lots!"
Guo Song turned to Xue Changshou and said, "Let's find another way, which is more direct and fair."
"Do you have any good ideas?"
"Of course there are ways, and they are guaranteed to be fair."
Guo Song then said to Xie Changzhi: "Take all the people to the fields and tell them that the land distribution will be held on the fields instead."
"Follow the order!"
Xie Changzhi bowed and hurried away
The sky was already bright, and the wilderness next to Xintian outside the North City was filled with people. A new rule spread quickly among the people. The official canceled the lottery, allowing the people to choose the land they like, based on the wood on the plot.
The pile shall prevail.
There is one person from each house, and when the signal sounds, they run to grab the land at the same time.
He Xiaomen was very excited. He finally had the opportunity to grab the piece of land he liked.
The father congratulated his son repeatedly on New Year's Eve: "That piece of land is more than ten miles away. Running in the field is too slow. Run along the official road to be flatter. It is close to the main canal, with a big willow tree next to it. You can
Remember it!"
He Xiaomen nodded repeatedly. He had already exerted all his energy. A cavalryman rushed over and shouted: "Everyone, stand in front of the rope, let's start running!"
He patted his son on the shoulder on New Year's Eve and said, "Go ahead! If you haven't grabbed that piece of land, you can also grab the one next to it, but remember to grab the red stakes."
He Xiaomen came to the white line. The soldiers drew a long white line with lime. He stood close to the official road. The white line of the official road was already crowded with people. Everyone knew that running along the official road was faster.
a little.
Many people were still complaining, suspecting that someone had gotten inside information and had already grabbed the land first. At this moment, the drums suddenly sounded, and thousands of people rushed out and ran wildly in the wilderness. Many people rushed to seize the land first.
Living in the land closest to the county seat, more people are running towards the depths of the land.
He Xiaomen ran all the way and his shoes ran away. He didn't even bother to put them on. He held the shoes in his hands and ran with his feet open.
People kept rushing into the ground, and there were people in the ground who were running faster and ahead of him. He Xiaomen felt that his legs were about to break. At this moment, he suddenly saw the main river channel in front of him. He turned around and turned to the right
Run in the direction.
A few miles away, he vaguely saw the big willow tree. At this moment, his heart suddenly sank. He saw two men running from the south, also rushing towards the big willow tree, almost at the same distance as him.
He Xiaomen screamed anxiously. The sole of his foot was poked with stubble, and his flesh and blood were bloody. He suddenly stepped on the air and fell to the ground. He struggled to get up and stumbled towards the field. The other two people
Almost to the edge of the land.
He Xiaomen tried his best to rush into the ground, and finally saw the red wooden piles, which were particularly eye-catching in the sun.
"That's mine!" the other two also shouted.
He Xiaomen's eyes were blurred. He fell down again, but he rolled over and pressed the wooden stake tightly under him. He grinned and cried hoarsely.
The other two people were a step too late and failed to grab the best piece of land. They were both disappointed and had to occupy the two neighboring pieces of land.
Similar tragedies and comedies are being staged throughout the wilderness. When someone grabs the land they want, they dance with joy. But when they arrive a little late and the land they want is taken away, they stamp their feet and beat their chests, feeling extremely upset.
At noon, the farmers who had grabbed the land began to return to the starting point one after another, each holding a wooden stake in their hands. Some were in high spirits, while others were listless.
He saw it all through his eyes before he finally saw his son limping back. He hurriedly went up to meet him and asked, "How is it?"
He Xiaomen nodded and said in a hoarse voice: "I got it!"
He New Year's Eve screamed with joy and hugged his son. His son was so capable that he actually grabbed their favorite piece of land. He New Year's Eve really wanted to yell at the few people who complained about unfairness, "Who said it's unfair?"
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At this time, he suddenly discovered that his son's pants were covered with blood. He was shocked and asked quickly: "What's wrong with the feet?"
"I stepped on a stubble and was stabbed. Now I'm out of the way. The bleeding has stopped."
He New Year's Eve raised his son's foot and looked at it. He saw that the flesh and blood were bruised and the injury was very serious. He shook his head repeatedly, "No! Sit down quickly. I will register the land and ask your mother-in-law to find a doctor and give him medicine."
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He called his daughter-in-law up and asked her to find a doctor. He just saw a military doctor.
When He Xiaomen's wife saw that her husband was seriously injured, she was shocked and ran to the doctor in a panic.
On New Year's Eve, I went to register the land with wooden stakes.
The government has set up a long row of tables. More than a dozen officials are registering farmers in an orderly manner. There is a long queue in front of the table. Everyone is holding a wooden stake and a bronze medal. The bronze medal is equivalent to their household registration.
Every household has a bronze medal like this.
The He family was no exception. They celebrated New Year's Eve holding a bronze medal in their hands and walking slowly forward holding the wooden stake.
Someone next to me suddenly asked: "Lao He, which piece of land did your family grab?"
The person who asked him was a fellow villager in Hebin County, and now lived in a village called Xia Laohuai. He scratched his head and said with a smile: "It's south of the first main canal, close to the main canal, about two miles away from the official road.
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"That area is in a good location. It's close to our village and has a good water source. It's a treasure land. My family was a bit unlucky. The land they were looking for was taken away, so we had to find a piece of land to the north of the No. 1 Main Canal. But
Always feel like something is missing?"
He New Year's Eve comforted him and said: "Actually, to be honest, the land in Fengzhou is almost the same and very fertile. We don't rely on the sky for food. Once the branch canals are dug, there will be sufficient water. I rely on the main canal to select the land. The main reason is to consider
It will be more convenient to use the boat in the future.”
"That's right. When it comes to boats, it's the same in the north and south of the canal." Xia Laohuai felt balanced in his mind.
In fact, He New Year's Eve is just to comfort his fellow villagers. It is too important to rely on the main canal, because water needs to be pumped out from the river through water trucks. If others pump water, the water must flow past He New Year's Eve's field, which is equivalent to helping his family collect water first.
With water for irrigation, their family saves a lot of effort.
There are many advantages to relying on the main canal. For example, you don't even need to build a thatched house to look at the fields at night. You can just drive a awning boat and live on the boat.
I was really proud to celebrate New Year's Eve, but I didn't dare to show it on my face.
"Next!"
The official shouted, and then he realized that it was his turn.
He quickly stepped forward and handed over the sign.
"My father-in-law's family is in Xiabai Village, and his surname is He?" the official confirmed.
"Exactly! The villain celebrates New Year's Eve, his son He Xiaomen, and his daughter-in-law Han, a family of six."
The official nodded, "According to the regulations, your family can get up to one and a half hectares of land, plus ten acres of vegetable land, right?"
"That's right! What we pulled out is the red stake."
The official took the red stake, found the corresponding plot of land in the land registration book according to the number on it, and entered their family's household registration information on it.
"Check it. If it's correct, put a fingerprint on the back and that's it."
He only recognized his own and his son's names on New Year's Eve. He confirmed that the names were correct, and then took the wooden stake and the number on the registration book to carefully check, Ding No. 175, plot number.
"That's right!" He New Year's Eve nodded.
"If you are right, just press your fingerprints!"
On New Year's Eve, he smeared his thumb with red clay and pressed it heavily on the registration book. His high-spirited heart fell to the ground. Their family finally had a large piece of land. They had been tenant farmers since the time of great ancestor Zeng Gaozu, and their land had never been
No more than ten acres, and by his son's generation, the He family had finally turned around.
"Dad, are you okay?" He Xiaomen limped up and asked.
"Already registered, how are your feet?"
"The doctor said it's not a serious problem. You can rest for three days and you can walk after the scabs form. You just can't touch the water for the time being."
He was full of pride in celebrating New Year's Eve. He patted his chest and said, "Then you can rest at home. I will be responsible for digging ditches tomorrow."