"Xiaobai, Xiaobai." As soon as the sky darkened, secretary Huang Zhongfu came to Jiang Xiaobai's small yard.

"Here you are, Secretary, I can't run away." Jiang Xiaobai walked out of the room with a wry smile.

"I'm worried about you, kid." Huang Zhongfu curled his lips and said.

When he saw Song Weiguo coming, he felt a little worried about Jiang Xiaobai, don't let Jiang Xiaobai run away again.

"Come, take a seat Secretary, dinner will be served soon. After dinner, you and I will go to the meeting." Jiang Xiaobai didn't say much and asked Huang Zhongfu to sit down.

After eating, Jiang Xiaobai and Huang Zhongfu came to the brigade headquarters.

The loudspeaker in the village started broadcasting again.

Soon the villagers of Jianhua Village came to the yard of the brigade headquarters with small benches.

The lights in the yard of the brigade headquarters came on, and a group of moths swooped on them one after another.

"Members, I have called you for a meeting today. There is something I want to discuss with you. The autumn harvest is coming soon. In the past, it took us two months, or even more than two months, to harvest. Sometimes it took more than two months.

It’s snowing and it’s not finished yet…”

Huang Zhongfu said and the noise in the yard slowly disappeared.

"I'm going to tell you something that you don't want to hear. Many people go to work, but they are just grinding away at their jobs. They do not work hard..."

"Secretary, I've been working..."

"Secretary, I'm not lazy, it's Wang Gui who is lazy..."

"Zhang Jian, who are you talking about? I'm lazy and you're lazy. If you hadn't been lazy and didn't work on that piece of land last year, would you have been able to stay up late at night to harvest it? Everyone suffered because of you..."

"You fart..."

Before Secretary Huang Zhongfu had finished speaking, there was a mess below, including everything he said.

As they talked, they even started to fight.

"Quiet, shut up." Huang Zhongfu slapped the table with a dark face.

"Are you here for a meeting? I think you are here to quarrel and fight, right? Where is this place? The brigade headquarters, not your own kangtou, where you can do whatever you want?"

When secretary Huang Zhongfu got angry, it was still very effective, and the courtyard slowly became quiet again.

"In this case, don't we all feel that the work is unfair and blame each other? Well, I have a way to solve it..."

Huang Zhongfu took the opportunity to put forward the agreed plan. Jiang Xiaobai on the side was thoughtful. Old fox, he seriously doubted that Huang Zhongfu could not control the rhythm of the meeting.

He even deliberately caused everyone to quarrel. Zhang Jian, who was the first to attack others, was even arranged by Secretary Huang Zhongfu.

Otherwise, if there were so many people, how could he be willing to offend them?

"What can I do?"

"If you have any recruits, please let me know, Secretary?"

"Yes, hurry up and tell Secretary, we will all listen to you..."

Everyone spoke one after another.

"Okay, then let me tell you that I divided the land in the village into several parts according to the work points required for the autumn harvest of this land in previous years. After a while, everyone will draw lots, and whichever piece is drawn will be counted."

"The work points on this land are the work points you can get. For example, if you harvest a five-centimeter piece of land in two days, it will be five work points. If you harvest it in ten days, it will be five work points..."

Secretary Huang Zhongfu introduced the rules and gameplay in an easy-to-understand manner.

"Secretary, I have a question?" Zhang Jian, who had been arguing just now, raised his hand and said.

"You said?" Huang Zhongfu nodded and said.

"Some land is close to the village, and some land is far away from the village. This lottery is unfair," Zhang Jian said.

"The sizes of the fields are all the same, and they are divided according to the original work points. As for the distance between the fields you mentioned, if you choose a far distance, it means that you are not lucky enough to hold back your opinions. Otherwise, don't blame me.

Take care of you."

Secretary Huang Zhongfu said simply and rudely. Jiang Xiaobai was watching the two people acting. The arrangement was definitely arranged by Huang Zhongfu.

"Do you have any opinions?" Secretary Huang Zhongfu pressed his hands on the table, half-body, and glanced at everyone present with aggressive eyes.

It is as if a lion is patrolling its territory and will pounce on the enemy at the slightest resistance and tear the enemy into pieces.

Huang Zhongfu has been the village secretary for so many years, and he is still quite dignified. In addition, Jiang Xiaobai, the God of Wealth, is obviously sitting next to Huang Zhongfu.

Of course it is self-evident what it means, and now no one dares to have an opinion.

One hundred people have one hundred ideas. Even if it is obviously a good thing, there will always be many people who will make choices that harm others and not benefit themselves.

That’s why democratic centralism is needed.

"Okay, since everyone has no objections, let's come up and draw lots." After Huang Zhongfu finished speaking, Zhang Jian was the first to come up.

With the leader taking the lead, others began to come up to draw lots. The matter was a foregone conclusion. If you draw lots early, you might be able to choose a good piece of land.

The drawing of lots was soon completed, and Huang Zhongfu registered everyone in the register one by one.

"Okay, Xiao Wang, please write about this village committee meeting. Just write that after unanimous approval by all members of the brigade, the Jianhua brigade has decided to contract for the autumn harvest. The meeting is adjourned and we will start our own autumn harvest from tomorrow!"

Huang Zhongfu tilted his head and explained to the new accountant beside him, and then announced the adjournment of the meeting.

The people in the lively brigade stood up one after another, discussed and dispersed.

"Which piece of land you drew, I drew the piece of land in Momoyama. Although it's not good, it's not too bad either."

"Yes, you are lucky. If your land is not far from the village, I can't. If it is far away, I will take my whole family to the autumn harvest tomorrow." The two men walked casually.

Chatting.

"Why are you so anxious? Aren't you ready to harvest soon?" The man holding the small bench was confused.

The other man looked around and lowered his voice and whispered in the middle-aged man's ear.

"Didn't you see the Educated Youth Cannery under construction? Once it is built, it will produce cans. If we finish the autumn harvest and others don't, and the Educated Youth Cannery recruits workers, won't we have a chance?

"

After listening to this, the middle-aged man holding a small stool looked like he had a sudden realization, and then said gratefully.

"Thank you, brother. If you hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have been able to remember this, or if you were smart, I would invite you to my house for a drink when you have time."

"It's okay to drink. I'll wait. Don't tell others about this, otherwise the competition will be fierce."

Everyone left talking in twos and threes. Under the dim yellow light, secretary Huang Zhongfu watched everyone leave.

"There has to be a change." Huang Zhongfu's voice was filled with unspeakable hope.

"Poverty leads to change, and change leads to success!" Jiang Xiaobai said with a smile, got up and left.
Chapter completed!