Yu Kangri was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand hastily, "Han Ju, don't, don't make a joke."
Han Qingsong's eyes were stern, "I never joke."
Yu Anti-Japanese saw that Han Qingsong was serious, so anxious, he stood up and patted the table, "Director Han, you are too arbitrary."
"Don't you just want me to come? If you have something to say, you won't wait until the expiration date." Han Qingsong sat opposite Anti-Japanese with his back straight, his face so cold that there was no temperature.
Yu Anti-Japanese looked hesitant for a moment, as if undecided whether to admit or deny. In the end, his lips twitched: "How, how did you know."
Han Qingsong: "First, you don't look like a cadre who breaks away from the masses. Second, you don't look like a cadre who controls the members. Third, you don't look like a really flattering cadre." He slowly stood up and said lightly: "You have enough food for sale, and you want rations."
Yu Anti-Japanese plopped on the stool, "The Korean Bureau is really good."
He raised his withered bark-like hands and rubbed his somewhat numb face, "Aren't we going to go too far? I spend my whole life shaving food in the loess, from early to dark, busy at the end of the year. Even if I give it to the landlord. Rent, and there is still a surplus of grain to barely make ends meet."
Han Qingsong didn't speak, just looked at him silently.
Yu Kang-ri continued: "Ten years ago, our village handed over all the grain and then applied for the re-sale of the grain. It is said that if the surplus of the public grain is sold, the re-sale grain will be more, and the commune has the final say as to how much the re-sale grain can be applied for. The price is more expensive than that when we hand over the public grain to sell the surplus grain! We... why do we hand over all the grain we have finally grown, and then spend more money to buy it back? Every year we spend more money to buy our own grain, Where can we buy it?"
His two skinny hands slammed on his head, and he squatted on the ground with his head in his arms and cried, "In the past ten years, the population of our village has become less and less, men can't marry wives, and no one is willing to Marry me! Over the years, there have been fewer and fewer children in the village, and there have been no new born children in the past few years... Everyone is doing side jobs in the brigade, and they still have some surplus food. Our brigade... There is no ration! The elderly and children are hungry. A skinny, seven-foot-tall man is so hungry that he can't stand his waist, and a good man is so hungry that his bones are crumbed, how can he still be active? If you don't work, you will get the notoriety of Lazy Han Village. What good things can the commune do? It's not our turn. If we want to catch a negative example, we will be pushed out, and as a result, the relief food will not be given... I... I... "
He burst into tears, "We... we can't live anymore... The peasants we said were the most reliable ally of the proletariat, and we promised that the countryside would surround the cities.
Yu Kangri looked up at the tall and stern man in front of him with tears in his eyes. He was so strong and cold, like an unsheathed sword. Some people said that he could be less than a fair one in the village, could he
He was not moved after listening to his words, he still looked so ruthless, there were no tears in his eyes, and there was no expression of pity on his face, is he hard-hearted
Han Qingsong: "Where did you hide the food?"
Yu Anti-Japanese: "In the abandoned air raid shelter. We heard that the commune's grain management office was robbed, and we thought about it... pretending to be stolen, and leaving... this batch of grain as food rations to distribute to everyone. If the commune won’t let it, just… think of such a way.”
Han Qingsong: "Loot the grain management office, shoot! Steal public grain, shoot! You know."
Yu Anti-Japanese nodded: "Understood." He clenched his posterior molars firmly, and the masseter muscles on both sides protruded fiercely, "As long as we can give us rations, I will be shot by Yu Anti-Japanese!"
Han Qingsong didn't say anything, and didn't ask him to take out the food. Instead, he went out and instructed Luo Haicheng: "You take someone to guard here, I'll come back tomorrow."
When Han Qingsong asked to talk alone, Luo Haicheng had already put martial law here, everyone was cleared, and he couldn't hear what was said in the room. Knowing that the situation was serious, he nodded, "Okay, the Korean Bureau is relieved."
Han Qingsong asked him to stay here, with two meanings. No one is allowed to take a person from here, and no one is allowed to escape here.
Luo Haicheng instructed a police officer: "Go to Dawangzhuang and recall Qingyun and the others."
The police also felt that the situation was a little tense and went immediately.
Han Qingsong went straight out to find Lin Lan. At this time, Yu Kucai was chasing him, but did not dare to approach. She felt that this police officer was scary.
"… my dad… "
Han Qingsong: "It's fine." He strode away.
Lin Lan was chatting with Gan Gan and the women's director and propagandist in the village to find out the news. It was really hard for her to believe that two communes so close together could be so different. In their village, some people who could not marry their daughter-in-law actually let their cousins and sisters become husband and wife, and as a result, none of the children born survived.
When she saw Han Qingsong coming, she said goodbye to them immediately.
"Third brother, shall we go back?"
Han Qingsong nodded and took her to the commune by bicycle.
Tan Zhaomin, the Minister of Armed Forces, ran away at noon, and the Director of Public Security noticed something when Han Qingsong stayed at the anti-Japanese speech and after the arrangement, and quickly slipped back to the commune to find Tan Zhaoxiang.
Lin Lan packed up, carrying his schoolbag and a cloth pocket, and sat on the back seat of his bicycle.
On the way, Lin Lan said: "Third brother, I heard you say that some people are robbing food two days ago, and I am still wondering. Now is not the time when I can't afford food, why are people still robbing food? I came here today to see, I understand. They are still selling their rations as surplus grain to the commune, and they can only eat re-sale food without food. The re-sale food that the brigade got is less than half of the ration, and they… don’t have enough to eat.”
Lin Lan is also not unfamiliar with reselling food, and their brigade has also eaten it. Especially during the three-year difficult period, the brigade handed over all the food to the government for unified distribution, and the whole country supported and guaranteed the food supply of the troops and cities. Finally, a batch is allocated to be sold back to the countryside to be eaten by farmers who grow crops.
Many commune members do not understand and hate it. They feel that the common people who grow grain have no food to eat, so they envy and hate the city people who eat commercial grain. Because no matter what time of day, the city people always have food to eat every month. Then, they went on to hate the commune cadres. In their view, the brigade cadres and the commune cadres were their gods, the gods that decided whether they had food or not.
In the beginning, because the rations were not divided, there were troubles in many places. The commune members who were too hungry went to snatch and steal food, and there were not a few people who were shot.
Later, when the economy began to recover, the members continued to distribute food rations, and the reselling of food became a way for the government to help the poor. How do you know this is still the case.
Lin Lan's heart was as heavy as a stone, and the sapphire in her schoolbag couldn't make her feel happy.
She grabbed the hem of Han Qingsong's clothes, "Third brother, can you take care of the food?"
Han Qingsong: "The food is under the control of the Revolutionary Committee, and I am only responsible for arresting and shooting people."
At this time, the commune had the power to shoot criminals. Once it was verified that they were extremely vicious criminals, they could be shot directly without reporting it, but looting and stealing public grain was a serious counter-revolutionary crime. What Han Qingsong didn't tell her was that Yu Kang-Japanese hid the food, in fact, waiting for him to take care of it. I must have tried everything to no avail before the war against Japan, but this time I wanted to use this method to attract his attention and let him handle this case.
Lin Lan: "Looking at Tan Zhaoxiang's pampered appearance, and looking at our commune, I don't think Yang Shigao is bad. If we compare it this way, I don't know how good Director Jia was before." Lin Lan felt that Jia before Shanshui Commune The director is a good person. Although he is not keen on going to the countryside, he does not pretend to understand the production of the brigade. It is a good thing.
Of course, this doesn't mean that Yang Shigao is good, it just shows that the ethos of the Shanshui Commune is good, and Deputy Director Yang didn't try to be a demon, and a very important reason is that Han Qingsong is there.
Han Qingsong hesitated and said, "Director Jia is from Gao Weidong."
Lin Lan was stunned for a moment, is he talking to her about something important? "Then Yang Shigao is Li...?"
Han Qingsong hummed.
Lin Lan snorted softly, "I don't understand, but I'm curious, why haven't they moved for so many years, and they're still in our county." She didn't understand the promotion of the Revolutionary Committee, anyway, since the establishment of the Revolutionary Committee After the committee, I felt that everything was messed up and there was no fixed charter.
Han Qingsong didn't say anything, and soon arrived at the commune.
At this time, it was time to get off work, and only Cao Guangrong and Qiu Aihua were talking in the entire commune compound.
Seeing Han Qingsong coming over, Qiu Aihua hurriedly said, "Officer Han, do you want to find our director?"
Han Qingsong: "No, we'll go back now."
Cao Guangrong quickly said goodbye and went back with them. He didn't go to the village one day after he came out, but stayed in the commune, which was very relaxed.
On the way, Lin Lan didn't speak, and Han Qingsong didn't speak. Cao Guangrong didn't dare to ask more questions when he saw their serious faces, he always felt a little depressed.
Back at Shanshui Commune, it was almost dark.
When they entered the compound, they saw that the lights in the offices were all on and they didn't get off work. Even Deputy Director Yang and Yu Xin didn't get off work early.
There were two military green police cars parked in the yard. At first glance, it was the configuration of the county public security bureau.
Seeing Han Qingsong coming back, Sun Zhuowen hurried over and said excitedly: "Han Bureau, Gao and Gao Bureau have been waiting for you for a long time."
When Han Qingsong heard this, he said to Lin Lan, "Go home." He was about to leave by bike.
Who knows that Gao Weidong has been paying attention. He called Qingshi Commune before, and they said that the Han Bureau had returned. He estimated that it was almost the same. Hearing that Han Qingsong was back, he strode out of the office and said with a long smile, "The Han Bureau."
Seeing that she couldn't leave, Han Qingsong shook Lin Lan's arm, "Go to work first, I'll call you later." Naturally, he wouldn't let her go home alone at night.
Gao Weidong had already come over, and Lin Lan hurriedly greeted him and asked them to speak. She went to the propaganda department first.
Gao Weidong took a look. Deputy Director Yang was poking his head, and it was inappropriate to speak in the office, so he motioned Han Qingsong to walk behind the compound.
After walking a few steps, Han Qingsong didn't take the initiative to speak. It seemed that as long as Gao Weidong didn't speak, it didn't matter if he kept walking.
Gao Weidong smiled, "Go to Qingshi Commune."
Han Qingsong nodded.
"In fact, their commune doesn't need to be investigated, it's a clear-cut matter." It's just that no one cares about it.
Today, where are there people who are willing to hand over all food, including rations? No matter how good the consciousness is, no matter how big the slogan is, it will not fill the stomach.
Han Qingsong still didn't answer.
Gao Weidong was at a loss for words for a while, the two big men were just strolling in the summer night wind, and neither of them said a word.
In the end, Gao Weidong couldn't hold back, "Han Bureau, how are you going to handle this case?"
Han Qingsong: "Official business."
Gao Weidong smiled, "It really should be. The county revolutionary committee also paid attention to it, and directly shot the counter-revolutionaries who looted and stole the public grain to show the public. Kill one to set an example, and see who dares to do this."
Han Qingsong turned his head to look at him, "You come, does Li Kuangjiu know?"
Gao Weidong stopped for a while, then followed up again and said with a smile, "I'm not his subordinate, so I don't have to report to him when I travel." How could Li Kuangjiu know that Yang Shigao was there? It is estimated that I hated it at home.
Han Qingsong didn't want to follow him anymore, he stopped and said indifferently: "It's not the members who should be shot most. Shooting them won't help."
Killing an example can only serve as a warning to a hundred, but not thousands of people. The ancestors said that people are not afraid of death, but why should they be afraid of death. Other than that, you need to rely on other means to solve it.
Gao Weidong's expression froze, "Han Bureau, think twice, Tan Zhaoxiang can't kill."
Seeing his expression, Han Qingsong knew that Tan Zhaoxiang was only implementing a decision from above. He asked, "Why is the Qingshi Commune's policy special?"
Gao Weidong: "...this, you have to ask the Revolutionary Committee."
Han Qingsong: "I'll ask tomorrow."
After a moment of silence, Gao Weidong said, "We must kill for the anti-Japanese war."
Han Qingsong: "The case has not been opened, and no one can kill him."
"If you don't kill him, people will be uneasy."
"Who is uneasy?" Han Qingsong asked.
Gao Weidong thought he was an old man with little culture and didn't understand the twists and turns in it, so he chose to say: "Qingshi Commune will not be able to work in the future."
Privately hoarding public food, regardless of whether it is out of consideration for members or self-interest, is privately hoarding anyway. This is an established crime, and you can kill one to set an example. If the Anti-Japanese War against the Commune succeeds, will there be other cadres in the brigade to follow suit in the future? If this is the case, how can the commune cadres convince the public
Han Qingsong: "Isn't the commune serving the people?"
Gao Weidong: "..." He was speechless.
Han Qingsong: "Do the commune cadres come from the people? Are the wages and food stamps that the commune cadres receive from the labor of the commune members?"
Gao Weidong: Who the hell is going to tell me about this rude, illiterate, ignorant, idiot
Han Qingsong: "Tan Zhaoxiang knew that the people in his jurisdiction were living hard, why didn't he report it? Did the Revolutionary Committee not know, or pretended not to know? Why?"
Gao Weidong: "..." Why do I want to humiliate myself? This Tan Zhaoxiang is not mine!
"You can't kill him anyway." Gao Weidong said helplessly, "I'm doing it for you."
If Han Qingsong killed a commune revolutionary committee director, who would dare to come here to be the director in the future
Han Qingsong remained calm, Gao Weidong couldn't see his true thoughts at all.
Gao Weidong felt that he was stupid and was led into a ditch by Han Qingsong, so he decided to shut up, anyway, just bring his own words.
"I'll bring you a car, so it will be more convenient to go out in the future." A county deputy bureau, who rides a broken bicycle every day, embarrassing the county.
Han Qingsong did not refuse. This is the equipment provided by the county public security bureau. The bus, "Diesel pipe."
Gao Weidong: "... Manage." There is always a bit of a bit of gnashing of teeth.
He said goodbye to Han Qingsong, and when he turned around, "Han Bureau, for peace."
Han Qingsong didn't speak, didn't send him off, but sat down on the stone at the bottom of the acacia tree.
Lin Lan waited in the propaganda department for a long time, and when Gao Weidong came back but saw Han Qingsong, she came out to say hello.
"High Bureau."
Gao Weidong smiled at her, pointed to the back, and Lin Lan understood.
Gao Weidong: "Mr. Lin, farewell."
The police who came with him immediately ran over to start the scorpion.
Gao Weidong instructed the other car to be reserved for Han Qingsong, and the three of them took one car back to the county.
Deputy Director Yang also came out to send it, but he was very reserved and did not send it to the gate of the hospital.
As soon as Gao Weidong left, Deputy Director Yang hurried off work, and everyone else left.
There were no dormitories in the commune compound at this time, so the workers all left after get off work, and only two people stayed to patrol the gate.
It was getting late at this time, so Lin Lan put the bag in the motorcycle and went home to Han Qingsong.
She knew that in the face of this situation, he must be under a lot of pressure, and he might want to quiet that little goblin. She didn't want to let him think of other coquettish bitches alone! Although I'm not sure if someone like him can think like ordinary people.
"Third brother~~" she called him like a kitten.
"here."
Han Qingsong's voice came from the shadow of the tree ahead.
There were no street lights in the courtyard. At this time, the sky was already dark, the moon was hidden in the clouds, and there were shadows around. She still saw his figure. black.
She followed the sound and walked over, "Third brother, go home?"
Han Qingsong hummed, but sat there and didn't get up.
Lin Lan smiled, bent down and approached him, reached out to touch his face, but he caught his hand accurately.
"Third brother." Lin Lan called to him softly.
"If, I don't want to be the director..." Han Qingsong paused.
"Haha, that's great!" Instead of being disappointed and nervous, Lin Lan laughed.
Han Qingsong:…
Lin Lan put the other hand on his shoulder, and said happily: "It's not good, let's go mining! No pressure!"
Han Qingsong: ... The haze in my heart was suddenly blown away by the strong wind. The chirping of the surrounding insects became clear in an instant.
He couldn't help but smile.
Lin Lan: Oh, my third brother laughed, but unfortunately I can't see clearly!
"Then you can't go to the county." He felt that she wanted to move to the county very much.
Lin Lan didn't take it seriously: "What's the matter, if you're not the director, we can go to the county on our own." And me!
Her laughing voice is particularly beautiful in the hot summer night wind, and like the cool spring water in the provincial capital, it flows over her ankles and pours into her heart, making people feel refreshed and itchy. He raised his hand around her head, pressed her against him, and kissed her precisely in the dark.
The wind blew away the dark clouds, and the obscured moon was exposed, clear and bright, and radiated a radiance all around.
He let go of her still, the end of his nose was the faint fragrance of her body, and in his eyes, her smooth face was particularly moving in the moonlight, he couldn't help holding her face and kissing her again.
After a while, he hugged her and got up, "Go home."
Han Qingsong carried her over and put her in the scooter's scooter, got on the motorcycle, started the ignition, and went home.
It was quite bumpy to sit in the squatter's fight, but Lin Lan ignored it and only kept excited, "Director Han, why do I think I'm the leader and you're the guard."
Han Qingsong: "I'm your security guard."
Lin Lan: "Third brother, why don't I be your secretary and driver, hehe."
Han Qingsong: "Wait for the day to teach you."
"Third brother, why do I think we are a bit like devils..." In the war of resistance films, you can always see a few devils with a curtain on their heads, and they open the door and send them to the protagonist to beat them.
Han Qingsong: "...the earliest produced in Germany."
"Isn't that fascism? It's more irritating, no good."
Han Qingsong: "...We made it domestically."
"Really? Great, I love my motherland, I'm going to mine for my motherland!"
Han Qingsong: …My daughter-in-law will never forget that blue flint mountain.
Although he still talks less, Lin Lan knows that he is in a better mood and doesn't want to tease him in vain.
It was almost nine o'clock when they got home, and the children were listening to the radio and reading books on the kang after they had eaten and washed.
Hearing the sound of the engine coming from outside, Dawang immediately took the lantern to open the door. When he saw Han Qing coming back with the police car released, his eyes lit up. He quickly raised the threshold and asked Han Qingsong to drive him in.
Han Qingsong stopped the car and turned off the engine, and got out of the car with long legs. Because the space was narrow and the door was inconvenient to open, Lin Lan wanted to climb out. Han Qingsong was about to go around and hug her out, when Dawang stretched out his arm, he slipped her out and put her on the ground.
The atmosphere froze for a moment, and Dawang's attention was still on the child, but he didn't pay attention.
He was a little bit eager to get out and do a lap.
Han Qingsong: "It's too late."
Late means not allowed to open.
Dawang nodded, did not drive, but tried to ride on it.
Lin Lan hurriedly dragged Han Qingsong into the house, and Mai Sui, Erwang and Xiaowang all ran out.
"Mother, have you eaten yet?"
Lin Lan: "No, but I'm starving."
Xiao Wang excitedly said, "Quick, prepare food for your parents!" He went to get chopsticks and bowls, and Mai Sui and Er Wang went to flip the pot, which was still hot in the pot.
In summer, the food is not cold, and it is not cold when it is cold, and it can be eaten.
Mai Sui put several uniquely shaped cakes on the table, "Mother, look."
Lin Lan looked at it and said, "Oh, hey, this is Brother Xiao Wang's masterpiece, right?" He is indeed a child with rich emotions and artistic cells. Look at this cake, it is in the shape of a heart, and the eyes are dotted with red beans and tomatoes. The skin sticks to the mouth. There are also five-pointed stars, plum-shaped ones, and a little rabbit. What is the other one, I can't see it.
Probably a tiger.
Xiaowang was very happy to see her mother recognize it, "Mother, how do you know that I did it?"
Lin Lan touched his face and said happily, "You must have made it so cute. Mother doesn't even have to guess. It's awesome."
Xiaowang was definitely not satisfied with yesterday's Caiyan pancakes, but he made them exceptionally well today.
Xiao Wang: "Sister and the second brother came back to help me. The older brother carried water to clean up the vegetable garden. The third brother went to the competition, and the mother and father went to work."
The family has something to do, and no one is idle.
Erwang also cooks cucumbers, stewed eggplants with sauce, and scrambled eggs with green onions. He can always make delicious dishes with the least amount of oil.
Lin Lan kept praising the delicious food, and ate one more pancake than usual. Although Han Qingsong didn't speak, he also ate more dishes.
Seeing that both parents love to eat, the children are very happy, especially Xiaowang. He felt that he didn't hold back the family. He couldn't make money to support the family, but he could help the family cook so that they could have food at home.
When Lin Lan was eating, Xiao Wang hummed his own song "My Father and Mother Are Not My Home":
"Goodbye to the sun, the moon is gone, the stars are too lonely? NO~NO~NO~... NO~NO~NO~ I'm the little boss, grab it inside and out, go and borrow the stars one by one, and borrow the wind to blow. Blow, little bird, little bird, fly quickly, send your parents home quickly..."
Nodding yes and shaking his head NO, he knows this.
Early the next morning, Lin Lan got up and took out all the ready-made whole grain flour at home, sorghum flour, bean flour, and corn flour, mixed together and began to knead the wowotou.
The children were startled, Mai Sui: "Mother, what is this for?"
Lin Lan told the children of Xiaojiacun Yu Kucai and the others, "It's so pitiful, there is no food to eat. They gave mother blue stones, and mother gave them some coarse grains to eat."
When Xiaowang heard that there were still children without food, he suddenly became anxious, "Mother, then I will eat less in the future, you can give them more."
Lin Lan smiled, "No need. Even if we help others, we must first care that we are full ourselves, and we can't help others when we are hungry. Just give them the coarse grains that we can't eat." Now she has sorghum and bean noodles. The family basically does not eat, soy beans are used to make soy milk and tofu.
Xiaowang: "Mom, then I don't have to eat dim sum all the time. Anyway, dim sum is not a must. I only need to eat food. You can exchange the money for the dim sum with food and give it to them."
The children all said that they didn't need to eat snacks and candy, and they could save money in exchange for food to help those poor children.
The children are kind and sympathetic, Lin Lan is very happy, but she still has to remind them to be rational and not to overflow with sympathy. There is no need to feel wronged in order to help others, but also learn to protect yourself when helping others.
In her previous life, she had no plans to get married and raise a family. She was relatively wealthy, so she often donated money. I don't know who leaked the information about her donation, Weibo and phone are constantly bombarded, and every day people ask her to donate to this and make money to that. Some people are even annoyed that she donates to others but not herself, and insults her with vicious words.