Han Qingyun: "... Third brother."
The third brother is courageous. He can talk about building a new house casually. As expected, Wu Neng went into battle to kill the enemy, and Wen Neng was hurt by his daughter-in-law. He is a real man!
No wonder Han Qingyun was surprised. At this time, building a house in the countryside was a bigger matter than marrying a wife and having a son. It was the most difficult thing for a country family.
Marrying a daughter-in-law is nothing more than reaching the age, saving hundreds of catties of grain, a hook of cloth, a few household items, a piece of meat, and even making a living without so much halving. Anyway, as long as the man is not bad and has the strength, no matter how poor he is, he can always marry a daughter-in-law. If you marry a daughter-in-law, you don't have to worry about having a son.
But not the house.
Building a house requires wood, straw, adobe, stone, straw, grain, manpower, etc.
Even if you only need to pay for two large groups of masons and carpenters, and the small workers are all led by the team leader to help, but the materials are actually prepared by yourself.
Building a house requires a lot of wood, which is used for beams, purlins, etc. The trees don’t grow all at once. Ordinary members have no money and no place to buy.
In addition, even if the rafters are not made of wood and are replaced with a cheap material such as straw, they have to be replaced in the production team by work points.
The work points are used to exchange food for food, and the family can’t get enough to eat. Where can there be so many exchange materials
Although small workers can help in the village and do not eat, the large workers and the strong laborers who build the walls and beams have to eat several meals.
Imagine if you can't get enough food, where do you get the food to manage the rice
Either way is enough to worry the members.
If you build three rooms, it will be even more extraordinary. It is really passed down from the ancestors, and then a generation will repair and repair, and when life is good, add a room and a half to make a living for the son and marry a daughter-in-law.
If you can build a new one, it will cost about a hundred yuan, and if it is brick, it will naturally be more.
100 yuan, how much money can a countryman save for a year when he is busy
Besides, who hasn't gotten sick yet? Marriage, childbirth, funerals, and personal exchanges cost money.
After getting married, the family's savings for more than ten years will be emptied, and the funeral will be emptied for more than ten years. In case there is something else, the family really can't save anything except the mouse hole.
Even if he has been a party secretary for nearly 20 years, he cannot easily say that he wants to build a house, but he has to save for many years.
The eldest brother and the second brother in his family are not separated. He still lives in the same house with his parents, and it will be a matter of marriage in the future.
Those who apply for homestead in the village now have been saving for more than ten or twenty years, and the whole family can't stand it and must build a house and separate their families.
Han Qingsong is really the first to say that he wants to build a house so easily, and Han Qingyun has to pay homage.
Han Qingsong didn't think about these things. He was away from home all the year round and didn't know the market conditions in the village. In the army, he always did what he had ordered.
Besides, the troops are numerous and powerful, and they are all strong young men. If there is something wrong, it is really effortless.
Han Qingsong didn't think it would be laborious to do anything, just do it if you need it, and find a way if you can't do it, and you can always do it.
When he thought of building a house, he acted immediately.
Building a house is not a family's business. You must first apply for a homestead with the brigade, and report the materials reserved for building a house, such as wood, straw, adobe, etc., and you must apply for a note to buy bricks and tiles.
The villagers basically do not consider bricks and tiles when building a house. One is that it is too expensive to buy, and the other is that they cannot find a relationship approval note.
Even if bricks and tiles are not used, other wood and stalks are not so easy to get together.
At the moment, it is all collective farming work, and each family’s private plot can only be divided into one or two corners of the multi-sided land, and can only rely on the production team to distribute the materials.
Not to mention that it is difficult to save wood, even stalks are also difficult.
The local roof must be bundled with straw, covered on the beam frame, and then covered with yellow mud, thatch or wheat straw. The role of this straw is equivalent to the rafters. If there is not so much wood, it is replaced by straw. After all, the cost of straw is much lower than that of wood.
But even so, with so many families in a production team, it is not so easy to gather them all on their own.
However, Han Qingsong thought that since he wanted to build a house, he would build it with bricks and tiles. The earthen house would easily collapse in heavy rain and it would be unsafe, and it had to be repaired several times a year, which was a helpless move.
Han Qingsong went to Han Yongfang, "Master, I want to line up to apply for a homestead to build a house."
Han Yongfang smiled and took out the schematic diagram of the village homestead, "Look, pick where you like?"
Han Qingsong looked at him in surprise, "Don't you want to line up?" He asked at least until the next year.
Although building a house is not easy, many families already have more than a dozen people crammed into three huts. Almost every household has a need to build a house, but there is no money, food, and materials that are temporarily put on hold.
Han Yongfang shook her head, "No, I have already applied for you."
Han Yongfang has long been thinking about Han Qingsong's career change.
In fact, in the past, the old Han family could apply for a homestead to build a house and split up the family. After all, Han Qingsong sent money back, and the old lady was not short of money. It's just the old lady's habitual thinking as a feudal patriarch, and she doesn't want to split up the family. After splitting up, the sons and daughters-in-law live on their own. Who cares about her old wife? Regardless of the family, the whole family revolves around her. She said that she is more than majestic
Many families do not separate their families. One is that they are too poor to be able to divide the family. The other is that the elderly are afraid of being lonely and being abandoned.
Han Yongfang thought about Han Qingsong's return from changing jobs. The relationship between household registration, grain and oil is different from others, and it is a little more complicated.
Han Qingsong's hukou did not come back, but was in the county, but his grain and oil relationship went to the commune again.
He can get a total of three salaries from the county and the commune, and at the same time, he can also get two benefits from the county and the commune.
However, Han Qingsong has 44 jins, which is taken according to the standard of heavy physical strength. This jins refer to edible flour, etc., not unprocessed grains such as wheat and corn directly harvested in the countryside.
The 44 jins contain edible oil. One jin of food stamps contains three taels of oil. It is not a simple food stamp that the countrymen exchange for grain.
Han Yongfang didn't accept other cotton tickets, so he didn't know, but he guessed it must be double or according to high specifications.
For example, someone else's cloth is ten feet a year, and he may be at least five feet.
Others have two pounds of cotton, he may have three pounds.
With such good conditions, the first demand must be to build a house.
The two thatched huts that the brigade borrowed from him were too dilapidated, so it was okay to live temporarily. If you lived for a long time, it would be cold and cold in winter, and rain would leak if it rained heavily in summer.
If there is a heavy rainstorm, it will pour water into the house.
There are a lot of people applying for homestead in the village at the moment. If there is a queue, Han Qingsong will have to queue until the year after.
Fortunately, he has already applied.
He thought that although Han Qingsong's household registration was in the county, it didn't mean that he could take the whole family to the county.
One is that his main job is in the commune, and it is impossible for him to be allocated a house in the county. If he does not allocate a house, it means that he is only on a temporary job and does not have to go to work every day.
The second is that Lin Lan and the children's household registration will never be able to go to the county, unless Han Qingsong becomes the head of the county public security bureau and divides the house, then it is possible.
At this time, it was very difficult to transfer from a farmer to a non-agricultural society. After all, the city still sent educated youth to the countryside every year. There is a shortage of jobs in the city itself. Naturally, the agricultural hukou will not be stationed in the city, unless there is a big contribution or there is a reason for it to be stationed.
Therefore, he felt that Han Qingsong had to build a house in the village.
Sure enough, let him count.
Han Qingsong looked at it and said gratefully, "Thank you, uncle. I'll ask the child's mother to choose."
Han Yongfang smiled slightly, "Take it back and pick it up at home."
Han Qingsong also borrowed two batteries from the brigade, and then went home to find Lin Lan with the batteries and a thick notebook.
Lin Lan's mattress was almost sewn. Seeing him returning with a big book in his hand, he still wondered, "What is this?"
Han Qingsong put the notebook on the kang and went to replace the radio battery, "I'll pick it out for you."
Lin Lan glanced at it and was surprised: "Pick a homestead?"
Han Qingsong raised her eyebrows, and she could tell that it was a homestead all of a sudden.
Lin Lan couldn't get her eyes out for a while, so she lay there and looked at it like that, "Where shall we go to cover it? Right next to the brigade? Or go to the back of the village? Wouldn't it be better to go to the east of the village, which is next to the school and convenient to go to school. Or the west end of the village? It's close to the private plot, so it's convenient to grow and pour vegetables..."
Han Qingsong saw her lying there, her unevenly cut hair was washed softly and glowed with a soft light. He reached out and touched it.
Lin Lan snorted, "What?"
Han Qingsong immediately withdrew his hand, "You have grass on your head."
She looked at Han Qingsong's face turning suspiciously red, and said with a smile, "It's alright, I'll dig through the haystacks all day."
There is no grass shed at home, and the haystacks have been soaked in the rain and wet outside, so they can only be burned from the inside.
She looked at it for a while and couldn't make up her mind, "How about waiting for the child to come back and choose together?"
Han Qingsong felt that choosing a homestead had nothing to do with the child, so she decided not to? But still nodded, "In."
Lin Lan happily put it down and continued to sew the mattress. It was over.
Han Qingsong went out to take a look in the yard. He had prepared the materials for building the house, and he had to wait for the autumn harvest, which was almost September and October.
His family built a house, and now there is no shortage of money, and it is easy to say that it is labor. It is a matter of spending money to hire a few big workers, and the captain will lead the people for three or four days at most.
The hardest part is preparing the materials, so take your time.
He observed it in the yard, and chose the position where the south wall was next to the thatched hut. He wanted to build a grass hut so that the firewood could be put in, and he was not afraid of rain.
You can also put bicycles and household items in the ground, but they can no longer be put in the house, and they will easily rot when exposed to the wind, sun and rain.
It is much easier to build a grass hut. Use the south wall to build an earth wall on the opposite side, use some bent wooden sticks that cannot be used as purlins, and cover it with thatch, reeds, etc.
Han Qingsong went to prepare the materials first, and Lin Lan helped him in the afternoon. Brother Han and Han Qingyun came to help him after work in the evening, and the grass hut was erected.
Brother Han and Han Qingyun naturally refused to stay for dinner, so they left after helping.
Han Qingsong helped Lin Lan to remove the haystacks that were soaked in the rain outside.
The grass that has been exposed to the rain is very easy to rot. If it is not dried, it will become soil in a few days.
Lin Lan looked very satisfied and boasted: "Director Han is really capable, he can attack and defend."
Han Qingsong glanced at her, not knowing where to learn the one-liners.
…
The children came back for dinner one after another in the evening.
Lin Lan motioned Erwang to listen to the radio, Erwang said in surprise, "Mother, do you have batteries?"
Lin Lan smiled, "Your father borrowed it from the brigade, bought it and returned it."
Erwang happily began to tune the station. At this time, the program included singing, opera, model opera, storytelling, etc. Songs such as "I Love Beijing Tiananmen", and storytelling "Take Tiger Mountain by Wisdom", etc., are very popular now.
However, children are also prone to disputes. For example, Dawang and Sanwang like to listen to storytelling such as wars, Erwang and Maisui like to listen to various songs, but Xiaowang likes to listen to music such as erhu, flute, tambourine, and guzheng. Sound... I have to make some noise again.
Lin Lan quickly persuaded the fight: "How about you take turns listening."
"The storytelling has to be continued, and if you take a day off, you won't be able to listen to it."
"You didn't have to listen to the battery a few days ago!"
Several children quarreled, and the two huts were about to boil like a pot was opened.
"Stop, stop!" Lin Lan persuaded a few words, but the children didn't listen at all, and instead they quarreled even more.
Han Qingsong entered the room from the outside, his thick eyebrows furrowed, "Everyone has it, stand at attention!"
The conditioned reflex of the big boom, the boom and the boom is the same, and immediately stand at attention.
Maisui proudly enjoys the radio and tunes to the singing program.
Sanwang looked at his sister dissatisfied, pushed his elder brother with his hand, and groaned.
Maisui also pouted at them proudly.
"Why tell her, I want to listen too!" Sanwang began to be unconvinced.
Han Qingsong turned the radio switch with a big hand, "If you want to be fair? Then don't listen."
Suddenly the house was quiet.
Han Qingsong handed the radio to Lin Lan, "Don't let me hear any of you arguing again."
Several children pursed their mouths tightly, all looking angrily.
Lin Lan thought for a while, "How about I make a few wooden sticks, let's draw lots for storytelling and songs, which one will be chosen to listen to?"
A few children are not very happy, but there is no better way. The key black father has a dark face, and they are also a little timid.
Lin Lan had never been married and had no children in her previous life. Now she teaches her children to cross the river by simply feeling the stones. With her open-minded nature, she naturally brings out the tolerant and friendly atmosphere of modern parents towards their children. It conflicts with the old-fashioned traditional education of Han Qingsong.
After all, China's educational philosophy has always been: filial sons emerge from the stick.
disobedient? Call, still not obedient? Hit hard!
Lin Lan said that Dawang would owe his father to beat him, but if the little rattan was really drawn, she would start pumping again, feeling very guilty.
So she is willing to use a more peaceful way to communicate with the children and find positive and effective solutions.
It's just that this method also has drawbacks, and it is slow to bear fruit, especially for those children with low emotional intelligence and late understanding, and when they encounter something they like, the obedient Erwang and Mai Sui also become stubborn, and Lin Lan is a little blind.
In that case, put it away first, and no one wants to listen when there is none.
During dinner, the atmosphere was a little depressing, even Xiaowang didn't dare to speak, and just leaned on Lin Lan to eat obediently.
Lin Lan tried to liven up the atmosphere several times, but the children did not respond enthusiastically.
After the meal, Lin Lan said, "You do your homework first, and then we'll have a meeting to choose a homestead."
Homestead
Hearing this, the children immediately reacted, "Mother, are we going to build a house?"
Lin Lan said with a smile, "Yes, this house is not ours, so I can't rent it for the rest of my life. Of course, I have to build my own."
There was not much homework. After a few minutes of writing, several children were lying on the kang to pick, and this was going to be the next one, and the other was going to be in the same place... After a while, there was another quarrel.
Seeing that Han Qingsong's face was getting darker and darker, Lin Lan immediately smiled at him, signaling him not to be angry.
To be honest, it was really noisy for five children to be noisy in a small house.
In the end, Lin Lan said: "Vote, whoever wants to vote for any place will raise their hand, the majority of votes will count."
Several children thought about it and had no opinion, and they all emphasized their favorite positions.
Basically there are two factions, Sanwang listens to the elder brother, Erwang and Mai Sui, Xiaowang is still young and ignored.
Lin Lan said: "In this way, if anyone can write the south of the village, the north of the village, the east of the village, the west of the village, and the middle of the village, he will have two votes."
Seeing the needles stimulates them to study hard. There were five votes in total, and three votes won.
She motioned for Dawang to write first, and Dawang glanced at her with angry eyes.
Lin Lan snorted, "You can't write, who can? Who can write and who has 2 votes. Your father and I won't vote, you decide for yourself."
She couldn't believe they could write it.
Erwang said, "Mother, let me try."
Maisui also started quickly.
When they followed their aunt and uncle, they also read a few words.
Dawang over there is also murderously holding up his pencils.
Sanwang stares!
Xiaowang looked at this and that, "I'll follow my mother."
Lin Lan hugged him, "Okay."
When it was finally written, Lin Lan looked at it.
Mai Sui Nan did not write it correctly, and Erwang Xi and Nan did not write it correctly.
Sanwang can't write a single one.
Emma, actually Dawang wrote it right, but the words are even uglier than his father!
Dawang raised his eyebrows proudly and snorted softly. Your big brother is your big brother!
In this way, the four children, with three to two votes, have the right to decide.
He decides where is where.
Erwang said to Sanwang, "Sanwang, my eldest brother has to live at the back of the village, which is the farthest from the school. In winter, if you can't get up late, the teacher punishes your father and beats him. Don't you think the east end of the village is the closest to the school?"
Sanwang heard that the second brother was right.
Dawang glared at Sanwang, if you dare to betray you, don't think about my attitude.
Lin Lan was so happy to see them, and let them tangle there. Children's friction is also a process of promoting feelings and finding solutions.
She asked Han Qingsong, "Do you have to go to work tomorrow?"
Han Qingsong nodded, "The result will be announced tomorrow."
When Dawang heard that Hei Daddy would be going to work tomorrow, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the practice would be saved tomorrow.
In the end, Sanwang was forced by his eldest brother's lewd power and temptation. The eldest brother said that he would play war games with him in the future, so he happily continued to rely on his eldest brother.
Dawang said: "The house should be built next to it."
A bunch of people: ? Don't you mean the back of the village
The back of the village is the most inappropriate, and she deliberately sings the opposite.
Dawang raised his eyebrows proudly.
Lin Lan: …
It was Lin Lan's intention to build a house near here. It is convenient to build a house close to home. It is also close to the brigade headquarters, so it is convenient to hold meetings or distribute things. It is also close to the West River and the vegetable garden, so it is convenient to grow vegetables.
Although Erwang and Mai Suijian are not next to the school in the east, they are not in the corner at the back of the village. They are also very satisfied, "Okay."
Ok, deal.
"Now you have more jobs, go out and pick up stones when you have time." Han Qingsong instructed.
Let Sanwang say, don't go to school, it's better to pick up stones.
The next day, Dawang thought that Han Qingsong went to work and they escaped the drill, but Han Qingsong woke up earlier, and the weather was good and the drill was even harder!
Running, jumping squats, push-ups…
Dawang deeply felt the pain of not listening to the old man. Yesterday, Han Qingsong asked him to step on his legs, but he dismissed it. This morning, he felt that his legs were sore and soft as noodles!
Erwang is nothing to worry about, after all, it was sour and sour yesterday, and it is soothing today.
Dawang was pumped twice by Han Qingsong because his legs were sore and weak. Finally, he gritted his teeth and completed the training.
This time honestly, I stepped on each other's legs with Erwang, and at first I could endure it, but later I screamed miserably.
Han Qingsong's eyes are as sharp as falcons, and it is easier to deal with a few hairy children than recruits. disobedient? To put it bluntly, they are too energetic and can't stay still. The drills make them fall apart, and they don't dare to breathe. Where can they go out and cause trouble
Erwang suspected that his father was punishing him for robbing the radio last night, but Dawang obviously didn't realize it.
"When you go to school, you must abide by the school rules. Let me hear you fighting, bullying your classmates, and bullying your teachers in school, and you will double your training in the future." Han Qingsong's voice was colder than the white mist in the autumn morning.
Erwang peeks at Dawang.
On the first day of school, Dawang had a conflict with several senior students. He used to be able to cause trouble in the village, but now he is naturally not frightened, and Liang Zisuan settled.
Erwang guessed that in a few days, the teacher and other parents should come to the house to file a joint complaint, and the elder brother will be troubled by then.
He is usually forced by his elder brother's lewd power, and now he has to gloat in misfortune.
When Han Qingsong went to work, the children were driven to school. Lin Lan cleaned up and let Xiaowang and the village children play together on the street.
Xiaowang is good, don't play dangerous games, don't go to dangerous places, just play with other children on the streets of the village.
Lin Lan took the homestead to find Han Yongfang.
Han Yongfang circled the place she chose, wrote her name, and then filled out a homestead application form, stamped the brigade seal, and put her handprint on it.
In addition, you have to write an application for building materials. You have to find a way to save or buy wood, and you can apply for it in the brigade.
In the hottest time of summer every year, the brigade and each production team would lead the members to drop the adobe and pile them up after drying. Except for their own use by the brigade and the production team, they were used by the members.
There are no secrets in the village. The fact that the Lin Lan family applied for a homestead to build a house quickly spread throughout the village.
After work in the afternoon, someone ran to the brigade, "Our family's homestead application has been applied for a year, why hasn't it been approved yet? Why did they apply for it after their family's application?"
Yu Yuzi and Liu Chunfang's mother-in-law also applied, but they have not been approved yet. Now I heard someone say that Yu Yuzi immediately took advantage of the topic.
She resented Han Qingsong for not letting her son back. She had been running around for the past two days. Now she heard that Lin Lan's family was going to build a house, and she was the first to come out and make trouble.
Han Yongfang said, "Do all the work for me, don't look for trouble. The cotton has been picked up? After two days of breaking the stick, is the house all packed?"
"Secretary, why did she approve it as soon as she applied for it? We haven't approved it for two years?" Yu Weizi was furious, thinking he had caught the case, "Don't be an official..."
"Go away!" Before she could finish speaking, Han Yongfang scolded: "A dog can't spit ivory out of his mouth. Why does Long Marcher steal chickens and dogs all day long, so you don't think about it? How good a child was when you were young, it's not for you Is this mother-in-law blind?"
Long Marcher is Liu Chunhe's nickname.
He threw out a stack of application forms, "I'll take them out, you can understand people who are ugly? Take a good look at it. Han Qingsong applied for it six years ago, and it was only approved to him now. What are two years?"
The captain came to testify immediately.
When Han Qingsong was promoted a few years ago, the team thought that Han Yongchang would come to apply.
When Lin Lan came to apply, he took it out and used it.
The members who came to make trouble all of a sudden didn't have any opinions, and Yu Yanzi was also scolded with a gray face.
Han Yongfang continued to scold: "It's good to be active when working."
…
Han Qingsong officially went to work on the first day. He first got to know his colleagues in the commune office compound, and then went back to the office to learn about his own affairs.
As he said before, there is basically nothing to do now, and a few colleagues are idle all day long and gossip.
The most important case at this moment is the verdict of Zhao Jianshe's four people, and Han Qinghua was also transferred from the county to the commune for punishment.
According to the previous regulations, there should be a meeting to criticize and fight, parade through the streets, and then send them to work on the labor camp.
Sun Zhuowen and Huang Weizhong are the heads of the office. When there is no director, they preside over the work.
Originally, Sun Zhuowen felt that the former director had been kicked out, so he went to the county to do some activities, it was his turn. He was ready to serve a drink to celebrate his presidency, but a mud-legged soldier was suddenly parachuted down from above, and he was so angry that he vomited blood.
Sun Zhuowen had already inquired about Han Qingsong's situation and had a general understanding.
He put the verdict on the table for Han Qingsong to sign, and Huang Weizhong made tea and served it.
Han Qingsong looked at it, and it was written in a succinct manner. When he walked around, it was a trick of a scholar at first sight.
He frowned slightly, and said lightly, "It's too complicated, so keep it simple and direct."
Sun Zhuowen's eyes became more and more contemptuous, and he felt that Han Qingsong had never been to school, had no education, and was not literate enough.
Han Qingsong glanced at the tea again, "Is this the welfare of the Public Security Bureau?"
At this time, tea was a high-end product, and ordinary members could not drink it, so the small cadres would buy some tea foam if they wanted to drink it.
Look at this tea is not bad.
Sun Zhuowen made no secret of his arrogance, "Han Bureau, this is the director's welfare, it's a custom."
What a bum, I guess I have never tasted tea in my life.
Han Qingsong frowned, "No."
A department that is irrelevant and may be removed at any time is still making so many messes. No wonder people say that grassroots cadres are very corrupt, so the rural areas should launch a four-cleansing campaign to check the accounts, and let the commune members report the commune and brigade cadres for corruption, corruption and eating. Cards are required to go to the countryside to engage in another set of behaviors.
However, Huang Weizhong felt that this uneducated and muddy director was not easy to fool, and signaled that Sun Zhuowen should be more restrained.
Sun Zhuowen wasn't afraid. There were people above him, not to mention the subordinates of Liushui's director Tie Da, the Public Security Bureau and the militia company, but they had the final say.
Director, huh, it's just a decoration, if you say it, you will slap it.
Han Qingsong asked about the customary punishment for such thieves.
Sun Zhuowen said: "Criticism, parade in the streets, sentenced to a few years, and sent to a labor camp."
Han Qingsong saw that there was no Zhao Jianshe's name on it, only three, and pointed, "What's going on?"
Sun Zhuowen immediately put on an expression like you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf. There is no Zhao Jianshe on it, or Han Qinghua, and he said meaningfully: "Han Bureau, the county... you know."
Han Qingsong glanced at him and raised his eyebrows: "What? I don't understand."
Sun Zhuowen was a little embarrassed. He secretly scolded you for being so arrogant, what are you pretending to be, and why do you give me a slap in the face
Huang Weizhong immediately said: "The Han Bureau, the county said hello."
Han Qingsong: "It is clear that Zhao Jianshe is acquitted?"
Huang Weizhong said with a smile: "That's not true. The Han Bureau caught it personally, so it will not be innocent."
However, Sun Zhuowen couldn't get used to Han Qingsong's muddy legs. He really didn't look like a prince in a dragon robe. What good would it be for you to shut down Zhao Jianshe
Han Qingsong said: "He is the mastermind, according to the regulations at least five years."
If it was a more chaotic time before, ten years would also be him.
Sun Zhuowen's face changed, and he couldn't help sneering: "Han Bureau, you don't have to hold on so tightly, then Han Qinghua..."
"Han Qinghua read reactionary books privately, and the books came from Zhao Jianshe. Zhao Jianshe led someone to burglary in the middle of the night, and the news came from Han Qinghua. These two people..."
Sun Zhuowen couldn't help raising his eyebrows. If you sentence Zhao Jianshe to not your brother, then you have to talk about it. If you sentenced your brother, you would be ruthless!
At this time, there was no legal concept, and the Revolutionary Committee had the final say. As long as the bad elements of the commune were not on the list of being shot, there was no need to apply to the county, and the commune could punish them by themselves. Even a few years ago, many people were beaten to death, and there was no need to apply to the county.
The county sent Han Qinghua back to save Han Qingsong's face.
At this moment, the director of the Revolutionary Committee of the commune said that he didn't care and let the Public Security Bureau take care of it. Naturally, it was Han Qingsong who had the final say.
Han Qingsong's expression did not change, "For five years, send it to Shanshui Farm."
Shanshui Farm is located in the most remote valley of the commune, guarded by soldiers, it is difficult to escape.
The prisoners detained there, in addition to daily farming, are also transferred to repair canals, roads, etc., of course, they also need to have meetings to criticize and receive education. Because they are guarded by a regular army unit, they are not prone to violent and brutal acts of violence like they do in a brigade in the countryside, and their lives are guaranteed.
There is a place for reform through labor, and the lazy and greedy are the most suitable to go.
This kind of labor reform farm is very different from the previous prisons, because many of them are so-called political prisoners and cultural people. The common people do not discriminate against them. They only participate in labor, study, education, etc. in the local labor reform, and they can also learn , get married.
Hearing what Han Qingsong said, Sun Zhuowen's eyes widened, looking at Han Qingsong as if he was insane.
My own brother!
When someone commits a crime, he takes the initiative to plead for mercy. He is fine, and he will take the initiative to send his own younger brother to labor reform.
Isn't this a neuropathy
Don't be a fool to be a soldier, right
I really don't understand the world at all. With such a director on the stall, it will be bad for eight lifetimes!
But he is also secretly happy, you can kill yourself, you don't give it to the county, don't blame me for not reminding you, in the future people will pinch you, you will suffer, don't implicate us.
Han Qingsong looked up at them, "What's wrong?"
Huang Weizhong hurriedly said: "The Korean Bureau is right, according to the regulations, it has to be sentenced like this."
The other lowest shorties were three years old, and Liu Chunhe and the thin one were four years old.
Han Qingsong raised his eyebrows and pointed to Liu Chunhe, "This is even more hateful, just like Zhao Jianshe."
Bringing wolves into the house is supposed to add one more level of sin.
Huang Weizhong responded quickly, took the document and went back to change it, but Sun Zhuowen turned the corner of his mouth to his ears.
They were in the same office, and when they returned to their seats, Huang Weizhong and Sun Zhuowen exchanged a wink, telling him not to be impulsive.
After a while, the two took the document to Han Qingsong to sign.
Han Qingsong signed, "When will our office's ticket be issued?"
Huang Weizhong said: "The Korean Bureau, this is issued by Minister Zhao of the Logistics Committee of the Revolutionary Committee. Generally, the next month's food stamps are issued at the end of the month, and the next month's food stamps are issued.
There are still two days left.
Han Qingsong nodded, "If you buy bricks, tiles and wood, who will you ask for approval?"
Seeing that Sun Zhuowen's face was bad, Huang Weizhong quickly said, "It's okay to find the director of the Revolutionary Committee and the director of the supply and marketing cooperative. Of course, it is more convenient to know the director of the brick kiln factory."
Sun Zhuowen couldn't help but choked: "Yo, as soon as the Korean Bureau changes jobs, they will build a house. The transfer fee is quite high."
Who doesn't know that this kind of rural soldier is not popular, the transfer fee is pitifully low, and he still builds brick and tile houses? Show what! You can really pretend!
Han Qingsong said: "It's not high, so I built three brick houses."
Of course, 1,000 yuan is not enough to build three rooms. At this time, it is enough to build a small courtyard.
When Sun Zhuowen heard this, he couldn't help but feel jealous. These people all lived in the dormitory of the commune, only one and a half or two rooms, and the whole family was crowded in it. Living is uncomfortable, so those whose hometown is near the commune will stay at home, and those from other places have no choice but to live in dormitories.
Sun Zhuowen happened to be from Lin Commune. He was too far from home, so he had to live here. His hukou was not local, and he was not allowed to build a house, so he could only squeeze into the dormitory.
"The Korean bureau is so generous, it's really enviable."
Han Qingsong got up and packed his things, "Don't be envious, if you go to the army, you will definitely be better than me."
After he finished speaking, he walked to the supply and marketing agency with his bag on his back.
Sun Zhuowen was so angry that he slapped the table, "Gods and horses, look at how proud he is, he doesn't take us seriously at all. A mud-legged man from the countryside is really his own chief!"
Huang Weizhong advised him to be more restrained and not to confront the new director head-on, "Besides, the company commander also changed his career."
He guessed that Han Qingsong should have paid a transfer fee. At this time, it was just right to build a house. If it was not built, there would be no money left in a few years. And if it is built in a few years, people will inevitably gossip, thinking that the chief of the public security bureau builds a house because he has money to build it because of the benefits.
Han Qingsong went to the director of the Revolutionary Committee first, but as soon as he went out, he went to the supply and marketing cooperative. Unfortunately, Director Qian went to the county supply and marketing cooperative.
Han Qingsong went to the slaughtering team first.
When he went out in the morning, Lin Lan gave him five yuan and let him carry it, saying that a big man had to carry the money, so he took two yuan and returned the rest to him. He didn't have meat tickets at the moment, so he wanted to buy some pigs that didn't need tickets to go back into the water.
Han Qingsong was still wearing a military uniform, and his posture was tall and capable. The kind of aura he exuded from his body was not comparable to that of a militia cadre like Sun Zhuowen.
The team leader would observe his words and expressions, and when he saw Han Qingsong, he felt awkward, but when he saw that he was wearing a military uniform, with a tall stature and a grim face, he guessed that he was the new chief of public security.
He immediately stepped forward to entertain, and heard Han Qingsong say that he wanted to buy some water without a ticket.
He smiled and said, "Oh, it's really unfortunate that you came here. Today, a pig was killed and it was taken into the water by the canteen of the Revolutionary Committee." He saw Han Qingsong's expression as usual and was about to leave without asking any questions, and immediately said: "But Coincidentally, there are still a few pounds of meat left, and a few pounds of bones."
Han Qingsong: "The meat ticket will be issued in two days. I will buy the meat and record it today, and I will deliver the ticket in two days."
The team leader smiled and said, "Sure, just don't forget it."
Han Qingsong estimated that he should have half a catty of meat a month, so he said he would cut half a catty, and then asked how to sell the bones.
Bones do not need tickets, and they are not expensive, but they are basically digested internally and are not so easy to buy.
Moreover, there is no meat or oil in the bones, and it takes firewood to cook. Unless the production team kills pigs and buys meat sporadically, most people don’t like it.
The team leader said: "You buy meat, and by the way, build a bone to sell you."
The price is naturally not expensive.
Han Qingsong paid the money and recorded half a catty of meat tickets.
When the group leader was cutting the meat, he picked the fatty pork belly, tied it with a straw rope, and handed it to Han Qingsong.
Han Qingsong looked at it, "Are there any newspapers?"
The team leader thought that he was afraid of holding the meat in his eyes and looked like he understood, so he brought a piece of oiled paper over, wrapped it up and handed it to Han Qingsong.
Han Qingsong thought to himself that he would not fall ashes.
The team leader looked at Han Qingsong's leaving back, and muttered, "Can this old man understand what we mean?"
Han Qingsong bought the water. He said that he would let the other party down if it was gone, and then said that there was still some meat, and he didn't need a ticket to sell it to him first. Most people would appreciate it if they knew that they had sold well.
I wonder if this new director who looks serious and old-fashioned can understand it
Han Qingsong returned to the office of the Public Security Bureau of the Revolutionary Committee Compound with the meat. He looked at the sky and thought about it, so he was in no hurry.
When Sun Zhuowen saw that he was carrying something, he immediately smelled the strong smell of raw meat, and smiled without laughing, "Oh, the Korean Bureau, I'm so sorry to buy meat for a treat."
Han Qingsong didn't look at him, and said lightly: "You misunderstood, this is to buy home to improve life."