Chapter 61 The Origin of Tea Tree Village
"What's wrong with you? Don't make excuses. Men must keep their word." Su Moxi suddenly blocked Chen Ming's mouth.
"It's really a matter. I've been forced to practice qigong recently by the ancestors. Meishan Navy is my job." Chen Ming said.
"Okay, it doesn't matter. It won't delay your practice. But you still have to help me. In the future, the village committee will carry out work normally, and I can let you arrange your time freely." Su Moxi said.
Chen Ming was tied up in a cocoon. Now he wanted to find excuses and was always blocked by Su Moxi. He couldn't help but regret it, so he could only agree.
"What's our first step?" Chen Ming asked.
"The first step is of course to hand over with Ma Jingui. I am worried that if the time is delayed, Ma Jingui will seize the opportunity and do things." Su Moxi knew that Ma Jingui was a cunning old guy, and the longer the time is delayed, Ma Jingui will have more opportunities to do things.
"That's too late. This dog has long known that it will not last long, and it will be done with hands and feet. This old dog is very dark, and his hands are three feet thick when he is so yellow that he will scrape it three feet thick. I'm afraid he won't leave you a good stall." Chen Ming said worriedly.
"If he doesn't overdo it, then I'll settle all the new and old accounts with him at once." Su Moxi is not a bully either. She can be said to be a newborn calf who is not afraid of a tiger.
Chen Ming doesn't care. Ma Jingui deserves his luck. He hasn't done a few good things in the village. Chen Ming didn't think anything else was like. The village road was built like that, which made Chen Ming very disgusted.
By the time Chen Ming and Su Moxi arrived at the village headquarters, Ma Jingui and the village accountant Ma Guangyong were already waiting in the small conference room in the village.
"Secretary Su, I asked Accountant Ma to bring all the accounts in the village. The official seals and so on in the village are also here." Ma Jingui said.
Su Moxi took a look at the surplus of the village's finances first, but found that the village's account not only had no penny, but also owed hundreds of thousands.
"Captain Ma, this is wrong, right? Why do the village owe so much?" Su Moxi frowned at a glance.
"I'm sorry, Secretary Su. I don't want to leave such a big hole for you, but there is no way. The village has no source of income, but there is a lot of money. I leave some debts every year, and over time, it becomes so much." Ma Jingui said.
After pausing, Ma Jingui continued, "That is, the years have been better. The leaders from above generally do not eat and drink in the village. In the past, every time the leaders came down, the village was responsible for reception. Although the cost was not very high every time, it was a big amount. If you don't be a boss, you don't know that oil and salt are expensive. When you take charge of Chashu Village in the future, you will know that life is not easy."
The accountant Ma Guangyong, who was standing by, also echoed: "The accounts in the village are recorded on them one by one, so there will be no mistakes. Secretary Su can check the accounts carefully. If there is a problem with the accounts, I, Ma Guangyong, will be responsible for the end."
Ma Jingui also said toughly: "We are from Chashu Village and we can't escape. If you find out that there is a problem with the account, you can ask the superior department to deal with us. You can report the case and let the police arrest us."
Su Moxi smiled: "Collection of Village Ma is serious. However, in order to avoid future disputes, I still need to clarify this account. After all, I just came here now and was confused and had no idea about the property status of Chashu Village."
Chen Ming was not very clear about the matter of checking the account book. He couldn't help much. He could only stand by and watch.
Su Moxi checked the account book aside, Ma Jingui and Ma Guangyong sat aside and waited.
Ma Jingui looked at Chen Ming with a smile: "Doctor Chen, Secretary Su has just come. Have you known her so soon?"
"Secretary Su has been to our village before and happened to meet me and went to my house for a meal. She said she came to our village to be the branch secretary, but I thought she was lying to someone. Unexpectedly, she really ran over. As a result, I caught me here and ran for her errands." Chen Ming was indeed unwilling to accept it.
However, Ma Jingui didn't believe it, but he didn't dare to offend Chen Ming. He just said obscurely: "You know the situation in our village. I really can't do anything about this deficit. This deficit is not entirely in my hands. When I took over, there was already a big deficit. In the past, the village did not have a penny of office funds, and all expenses were raised by the village themselves, and even the wages of the village cadres were raised by the village themselves."
"In the past, could you still be fined for more than one child? One child has been fined for thousands or tens of thousands. Wouldn't that be reserved for your village cadres?" Chen Mingcai didn't believe Ma Jingui's nonsense.
"Tiru is Tiru. But not much. The big head is to be handed over. The part of the Tiru's village accounts for the majority. They eat meat, so we just drink some soup." Ma Jingui shook his head with a wry smile.
"I remember that the area around the village department used to be public land, and there was also a clay pot kiln here, which used to collect rent every year. Now these places have become private homesteads and houses have been built. Could it be that your village cadres have distributed these lands privately to them?" Chen Ming continued to ask.
Ma Jingui couldn't help but frowned: "How much money can our rural land be worth? I will charge you 10,000 yuan for a homestead. Are you willing?" Ma Jingui asked.
"I won't want it, but others in our village may not not want it. After all, building a house around the village headquarters will save tens of thousands of yuan alone." Although Chen Ming has never built a house, he still has this common sense.
Ma Jingui was a little embarrassed. There were Chashu Village Supply and Marketing Cooperatives, Agricultural Technology Stations, Chashu Village Primary School, Chashu Village Watt Kilns, etc. around the village headquarters. Later, these houses were disrepaired and collapsed in disrepair. The foundation was sold bit by bit by bit. The money for selling the foundation was not recorded at all, and all of them were privately divided by several of their village cadres. Their village cadres basically took homesteads and built houses here. They didn't spend a penny. Gradually, there was no ten public land in Chashu Village.
"By the way, you haven't sold the garden to private people yet, right?" Chen Ming asked.
Ma Jingui smiled awkwardly: "Yes, too, now it's private."
"You have sold the gardening farm?" Chen Ming was a little surprised.
"It's not about selling it. This garden farm has been contracted for a lot of years, and it has been contracted to many families. Over time, these have become private. Now they can't be collected even if they want to. After all, this is a historical problem." Ma Jingui said.
In fact, this is not the case. Basically, the people who contracted the gardening farm are village cadres, and Ma Jingui's family also occupied the eldest part of the gardening farm. The village garden was divided completely by village cadres.
Chapter completed!