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date="2021-11-16"

title="Chapter 138"

weight="147731"

series = ["Strict Wife of the ’70s Manages the Household"]

mode = "manual"

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Yu Anti-Japanese was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly waved his hand, "Korean game, don't, don't make a joke."

Han Qingsong's eyes were dazzling, "I never make a joke."

In the anti-Japanese war, Han Qingsong was serious, and he was anxious, so he stood up and patted the table, "Director Han, you are too arbitrary."

"Don't you want me to come? If you have something to say, don't wait until it expires." Han Qingsong sat on the opposite side of the Anti-Japanese War with a straight back, his face cold and solemn.

Yu Kang's expression hesitated for a moment, as if he could not decide whether to admit it or deny it. Finally, his lips whispered: "You, how did you know."

Han Qingsong: "First, you don't look like a cadre who is separated 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 indifferently: "You have enough rebate, and you want rations."

Yu Anti-Japanese thumped sitting on the stool, "The Korean game is really powerful."

He lifted up his hands like dry bark and rubbed his somewhat numb face, "Aren't we too much like this? Spreading food in the yellow ground for a lifetime, from early to dark, busy in the beginning of the year. Even if it is handed over to the landlord. Rent, there is also a surplus to make ends meet."

Han Qingsong did not speak, but looked at him in silence.

Yu Kangri continued: "Ten years ago, our village had always handed in all the grains, and then applied for grain rebate. It is said that if the surplus grain is paid for public grain, the grain rebate is more, but the commune has the final say on how much grain can be applied for. The price is more expensive than when I pay for public food and sell surplus food! Why do I have to hand in all the food that I finally grow, and then spend more money to buy it back? I have to spend more money to buy my own food every year. , Where do we have the money to buy?"

He slapped his skinny hands on his head violently, and squatted on the ground with his head in his arms, crying, "In the past ten years, the population of our village has become smaller and smaller, and men cannot marry a wife. No one is willing. Marry here! In the past few years, there are fewer and fewer children in the village. In recent years, there have been no new children... Everyone has a sideline business, and there is still a little surplus. My brigade... No rations! Old people and children! Hungry and skinny, a seven-foot-tall man is so hungry that he can’t straighten his waist, and a good person is so hungry that his bones are crunched. Where can he work? If he doesn’t work, he has the notoriety of Lazy Village. The commune has Nothing good is our turn. If we want to catch the negative example, we will be pushed out. As a result, no relief food will be given...I...I..."

He burst into tears, "We... can't live anymore... The peasants who say good are the most reliable ally of the proletariat, and the villages surround the city when they say good things... so we can't look forward to it anymore! "

Yu Kangri looked up at the tall and stern man in tears, so strong and cold, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, some people say that he can be fairer than his family, can he?

He didn't move his face when he heard his words. He was still so cold and ruthless. There were no moved tears in his eyes, and no expression of pity on his face. Is he hard-hearted?

Han Qingsong: "Where do you hide the food?"

Yu Anti-Japanese: "In the abandoned air-raid shelter. When I heard that the Commune’s Grain Control Station was robbed, I thought about it... pretending to be stolen, and leaving... this batch of grain as a ration for everyone. But I didn’t pay it. The commune doesn’t allow it, so...think of such a solution."

Han Qingsong: "Shoot the Grain Control Institute and shoot it! Steal public food and shoot it! You know."

Yu Kangri nodded: "I understand." He bit his posterior molars, and the masseter muscles on both sides protruded fiercely.

Han Qingsong stopped saying anything and didn't ask him to take out the food. Instead, he went out and told Luo Haicheng: "You lead people to stay here, and I will come back tomorrow."

When Han Qingsong asked to talk alone, Luo Haicheng had already put the place under martial law, everyone was cleared, and he himself could not hear what was said in the room. Knowing that the situation is serious, he nodded, "Okay, don't worry about the Korean game."

Han Qingsong asked him to stay here, two meanings, neither allowed anyone to take away a person from here, nor allowed a person to escape here alone.

Luo Haicheng ordered a police officer: "Go to Dawangzhuang and summon Qingyun and the others."

The police also felt that the situation was a little nervous, 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 him. She thought this police officer was so scary.

"...My dad..."

Han Qingsong: "It's okay." He strode away.

Lin Lan was chatting with Guan Gu and the women director and propagandist of the village to find out the news. It was really hard for her to believe that the two communes separated by such a distance were so different. In their village, there were people who could not marry a daughter-in-law, but their cousins ​​were married, but none of their children survived.

When she saw Han Qingsong coming over, she said goodbye to them immediately.

"Brother, shall we go back?"

Han Qingsong nodded and rode her to the commune first.

The Minister of Armed Forces Tan Zhaomin ran away at noon. Looking at Han Qingsong's anti-Japanese talk and subsequent arrangements, he also smelled something, and he quickly slipped back to the commune to find Tan Zhaoxiang.

Lin Lan cleaned up, carrying her schoolbag and cloth pocket on her back, and sat on the back seat of his bicycle.

On the way, Lin Lan said, "Brother, two days ago, I heard you say that someone was robbing food. I was still wondering. Now it’s not when I can’t afford to eat, why are there still people looting food? I came here today to take a look and I understand. Now they sell their rations to the commune as surplus food. If there is no grain, they can only eat rebate. The brigade receives less than half of the ration, and they...not enough to eat."

Lin Lan is no stranger to the rebate, 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 provided support to ensure the food supply of the troops and cities. Finally, a batch will be allocated for sale back to the countryside to feed farmers who grow crops.

Many members do not understand and hate them. They feel that the people who grow food have no food to eat, so they envy and hate the people in the city who eat commercial food. Because no matter what, people in the city always have food to eat every month. Then, they hated the commune cadres. In their view, the brigade cadres and commune cadres were their heaven, and they were the days when they decided to eat or not.

At the beginning, because there was no distinction between food rations, there were troubles in many places, and the hungry members went to grab and steal food, and many of them were shot to death.

Later, the economy began to recover, and the members continued to share food rations, and the re-sale of food became a way for the government to help the poor. How do you know that there is still such a situation now?

Lin Lan's heart was as heavy as a stone, and the sapphires in her schoolbag couldn't make her feel happy.

She grabbed Han Qingsong's clothes, "Brother, can you take care of food?"

Han Qingsong: "The grain is under the control of the Revolutionary Committee. 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 criminals, they could even be shot directly without reporting them. Robbery and theft of public food is a serious counter-revolutionary crime. What Han Qingsong didn't tell her was that when Yu Anti-Japanese hid the grain, he was actually waiting for him to take care of it. must have tried everything to no avail before the anti-Japanese war. This time wanted to use this method to attract his attention and let him handle this case.

Lin Lan: "Look at Tan Zhaoxiang's pampered look, and then look at our commune. I don't think Yang Shigao is bad. In comparison, Director Jia didn't know how good it was before." Lin Lan felt that the former Jia of Shanshui Commune The director is very good. Although he is not keen on going to the countryside, he does not know how to pretend that he knows how to direct the production of the brigade. On the contrary, it is a good thing.

Of course, this is not to say that Yang Shigao is good. It only shows that the atmosphere of the Shanshui Commune is good. Deputy Director Yang wanted to be a demon but did not act. One very important reason was that Han Qingsong was there.

Han Qingsong hesitated and said, "Director Jia is from Gao Weidong."

Lin Lan was stunned for a moment. Is he telling her about major issues? "Then Yang Shigao is Li...?"

Han Qingsong gave a hum.

Lin Lan snorted, "I don't understand, but I'm curious, why they haven't moved a bit for so many years, and they still rely on our county." She doesn't understand the way of promotion of the Revolutionary Committee, anyway, since the establishment of the Revolution. After the committee, I felt that everything was messed up and there was no fixed charter.

Han Qingsong did not say, but soon arrived at the commune.

By this time it was time for get off work, and only Cao Guangrong and Qiu Aihua were talking in the commune compound.

Seeing Han Qingsong coming, Qiu Aihua hurriedly said, "Han Bureau, do you want to go to our director?"

Han Qingsong: "No, we will go back now."

Cao Guangrong hurriedly left and went back with them. He didn't go to the village one day after he came out, but stayed in the commune instead. It was very relaxed.

Lin Lan didn't speak on the way, and Han Qingsong naturally didn't speak. Cao Guangrong didn't dare to ask more when they looked serious. He always felt a little depressed.

Back to Shanshui Commune, it was almost dark.

When they entered the compound, they saw that all the lights in the office were on and did not get off work. Even Deputy Director Yang and Yu Xin did not get off work early.

There are two military-green police cars parked in the yard, which is the configuration of the county public security bureau.

Sun Zhuowen saw Han Qingsong coming back and ran over and said excitedly: "Han Ju, Gao and Gao have been waiting for you for a long time."

When Han Qingsong heard this, he said to Lin Lan, "I'm home." He said that he was going to leave by bike.

Who knows that Gao Weidong has been paying attention. He called Qingshi Commune before and said that the Korean Bureau had returned. He estimated that it was almost the same. At this moment, I heard people say that Han Qingsong came back. He strode out of the office and said with a bright smile: "Han Ju."

Seeing that he couldn't leave, Han Qingsong shook Lin Lan's arm, "Go ahead, and I will call you later." Naturally, he would not let her go home alone at night.

Gao Weidong had already walked over. Lin Lan hurriedly greeted him and asked them to speak. She went to the propaganda department first.

Gao Weidong looked at it. Deputy Director Yang probed his head. It was inappropriate to go to the office to speak, and he motioned to Han Qingsong to walk behind the compound.

After walking a few steps, Han Qingsong didn't take the initiative to speak, it seemed that it didn't matter if Gao Weidong didn't speak.

Gao Weidong smiled, "Go to the Bluestone Commune."

Han Qingsong nodded.

"In fact, they don't need to investigate in the commune. It's just plain things." It doesn't matter what the rations are, it's just that no one cares about it all the time.

Today, where is anyone willing to hand in all food, including rations? No matter how enlightened, no matter how big a slogan is, it can't fill your stomach.

Han Qingsong still didn't answer.

Gao Weidong was speechless for a while, and the two elders strolled in the summer night breeze, and no one spoke.

In the end, Gao Weidong couldn't hold back, "Han Bureau, how do you plan to handle this case?"

Han Qingsong: "Business matters."

Gao Weidong smiled, "It should be so. The County Revolutionary Committee is also concerned, and directly shot the counter-revolutionaries who robbed and stolen public food to the public. Kill a hundred people and see who dares to do so."

Han Qingsong turned to look at him, "You come, does Li Kuangjiu know?"

Gao Weidong stopped for a moment, then followed up again, and smiled: "I am not his subordinate, so I don't need to report to him when I travel." Wouldn't Li Kuangjiu know if Yang Shigao was there? I think I hate my teeth at home.

Han Qingsong didn't want to go with him anymore, stopped, and said indifferently: "It is not the members who should be shot the most. Shooting them will not help."

Killing a hundred can only be a policeman, but it can't control thousands. The ancestors said that the people are not afraid of death but how can they be afraid of death. For things beyond a hundred, they need to be solved by other means.

Gao Weidong looked terrified, "Korean game, think twice before acting, Tan Zhaoxiang can't kill."

Looking at his expression, Han Qingsong knew that what Tan Zhaoxiang was implementing was just the decision above. He asked, "Why the Qingshi Commune’s policy is special?"

Gao Weidong: "...This, you have to ask the Revolutionary Committee."

Han Qingsong: "I will ask tomorrow."

There was a moment of silence, Gao Weidong: "We must kill in the anti-Japanese war."

Han Qingsong: "The case is not open, no one can kill him."

"If you don't kill him, people will feel uneasy."

"Who is upset?" Han Qingsong asked.

Gao Weidong thought he was an old man with no culture, and did not understand the twists and turns in it, so he chose to say: "Qingshi Commune will not be easy to carry out work in the future."

Private possession of public food, regardless of whether it is for the sake of the members or for personal gain, is private possession anyway. This is a well-established crime, so you can kill a hundred people. If the Anti-Japanese War against the Commune is successful, will other brigade cadres follow suit? 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: "Are the commune cadres come from the people? Are the salaries and food stamps paid by the commune cadres the income of the members?"

Gao Weidong: Who the hell will tell me that this old man has no literacy and doesn't understand these things, I am anxious.

Han Qingsong: "Tan Zhaoxiang knows that the people in the area are living hard, why don't they report it? Does the Revolutionary Committee do not know, or pretend to do not know? Why?"

Gao Weidong: "..." Why should I take the humiliation? This Tan Zhaoxiang is not my person!

"Anyway, you can't kill him." Gao Weidong said helplessly, "I'm good for you."

If Han Qingsong killed a director of the Commune Revolutionary Committee, who would dare to come here to be the director in the future?

Han Qingsong remained calm, and Gao Weidong couldn't see his true thoughts at all.

Gao Weidong felt that he was stupid and was actually brought into a ditch by Han Qingsong. He decided to shut up and just take his own words.

"I'll bring you a scorpion. It will be easier to go out in the future." A county deputy bureau, riding a broken bicycle every day, shame the county. He who is also a deputy bureau is a bit blind to see, and helped him apply.

Han Qingsong did not refuse. This is the equipment that the county public security bureau gave to himself, the bus, "Diesel pipe."

Gao Weidong: "...pipe." There is always a bit of gritted teeth.

He said goodbye to Han Qingsong, and when he turned around, "Han Ju, for peace."

Han Qingsong did not speak, nor did he send him off. Instead, he sat down on the rock at the bottom of the acacia tree.

Lin Lan waited for a long time in the Propaganda Department, but when Gao Weidong came back, she didn't see Han Qingsong, so she walked out to greet her.

"High game."

Gao Weidong smiled at her and pointed to the back, Lin Lan understood.

Gao Weidong: "Officer Lin, goodbye."

The policeman who came with him immediately ran over to start the wrestler.

Gao Weidong instructed Han Qingsong to leave the other one, and the three of them returned to the county in one.

Deputy Director Yang also came out, 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 quickly got off work, and everyone else left.

There was no dormitory in the commune compound at this time, so the employees left after get off work, and only two people stayed patrolling and watching the gate.

It was getting late at this time, Lin Lan put her bag on the motorcycle, and then went to find Han Qingsong home.

She knows that facing this situation, he must be under a lot of pressure, maybe she wants to quiet that little fairy, she doesn't want to let him think of other coquettish bitches! Although he is not sure if people like him will think like ordinary people.

"Three brothers~~" She called him like a kitten.

"here."

Han Qingsong's voice came from the shadow of the tree in front.

There were no street lights in the compound. At this time, the sky was already dark and the moon was hidden in the clouds. The shadows were all around. She still saw his figure. He was trapped in the dark shadow of the tree. His figure was more than the night. black.

She walked over to the sound, "Brother, shall we go home?"

Han Qingsong gave a hum, but sat there and didn't get up.

Lin Lan smiled, bent over to get close to him, and reached out to touch his face, but he accurately grasped the hand.

"Three brothers." Lin Lan called him softly.

"If I don't be the director..." Han Qingsong paused.

"Haha, great!" Lin Lan not only was not disappointed and nervous, but laughed instead.

Han Qingsong:...

Lin Lan held his shoulder with the other hand, and said joyfully: "It's not good, let's go mining now! There is no pressure!"

Han Qingsong: ............ That little haze in my heart was suddenly blown away by the gale. The noise of the surrounding insects became clear in an instant.

He couldn't help but smile.

Lin Lan: Oh, my third brother laughed, but it's a pity that I can't see clearly!

"Then I can't go to the county." He felt that she wanted to move to the county.

Lin Lan didn't take it seriously: "What's the matter? You can go to the county on your own without the authority." And me!

Her smiling voice was particularly beautiful in the hot summer night breeze, like the cool spring water from the provincial capital, overflowing from her ankles and rushing to her heart, making people feel refreshed and itchy. He raised his hand to clasp her head, pressed her against him, and kissed her accurately in the dark.

The wind blew away the dark clouds, and the covered moon was exposed, clear and bright, and sprinkled a lot of brilliance around it.

He let go of her unconsciously, the end of his nose was the faint fragrance of her body, and her smooth face was particularly moving in the moonlight in his eyes, and he couldn't help holding her face and kissed it again.

After a while, he hugged her and got up, "Go home."

Han Qingsong hugged her and put her in the wagon's car, rode on the motorcycle, fired up, and went home.

Sitting in the battle between the wrestlers was quite bumpy, Lin Lan ignored all but excited, "Director Han, how do I think I am the leader, you are the guard."

Han Qingsong: "I am your guard."

Lin Lan: "Brother, how about I be your secretary and driver, hehe."

Han Qingsong: "Wait to teach you during the day."

"Third brother, how do I think we two are a bit like devils..." In anti-Japanese war films, we can always see several devils with curtains on their heads, screaming and screaming to the protagonist.

Han Qingsong: "...It was first produced in Germany."

"That's not fascism? It's even more annoying, it's okay."

Han Qingsong: "...We made it domestically."

"Really? Great, I love my motherland, I'm going to mine for the motherland!"

Han Qingsong: ......My daughter-in-law can never forget the blue flint mountain.

Although he still speaks few words, Lin Lan knows that he is in a better mood, and it is worth teasing him.

By the time they got home, it was almost nine o'clock. After the children had eaten and washed, they were listening to the radio and reading on the kang.

Hearing the sound of the engine coming from outside, Dawang immediately carried his horse lantern to open the door. He saw Han Qing loosen the Wazi police car and came back. His eyes were bright, and he quickly raised the threshold to let Han Qingsong drive in the Wazi.

Han Qingsong stopped and stalled, stepped out of the car with his long legs. Because of the narrow space and the inconvenient opening of the car door, Lin Lan wanted to climb out. Han Qingsong was about to go around and hug her out, Dawang stretched out his arm and slid her out and put her on the ground.

The atmosphere solidified for a moment, and Dawang was still paying attention to his son, but he didn't pay attention.

He was a little eager to try and wanted to go out for a ride.

Han Qingsong: "It's late."

Late means not allowed to open.

Dawang nodded, did not drive, but rode up to try.

Lin Lan hurriedly pulled Han Qingsong into the house, and Mai Sui, Er Wang, and Xiao Wang all ran out.

"Mother, have you eaten yet?"

Lin Lan: "No, but I'm starving."

Xiaowang excitedly said, "Quickly, set a meal for my parents!" He went to get the chopsticks and the bowl, Mai Sui and Erwang went to stir the pot, and it was still hot in the pot.

In summer, the food is not cold, and it is not cold. You can eat it.

Maisui put a few chic cakes on the table, "Mother, look."

Lin Lan looked at it, "Oh hello, this is the masterpiece of Xiao Wang." It is indeed a child with rich emotions and artistic cells. Seeing this pancake is made of a heart shape with red beans for eyes and tomatoes. Skin stuck to his mouth. There are five-pointed stars, plum blossoms, and a little rabbit. I can’t tell what the other one is.

It is probably a tiger.

Xiaowang was very happy to see his mother recognize it, "Mother, how did you know that I did it?"

Lin Lan touched his face, and said happily: "You must have made such a cuteness. I don't have to guess. It's awesome."

Xiao Wang must be dissatisfied with yesterday's Caiyang Bingzi, but he made it today very well.

Xiaowang: "Sister and second brother have come back to help me. Big brother picks up water to clean up the vegetable garden. Third brother goes to the competition, mother and father go to work."

The whole family has things 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 boasting about the deliciousness and ate a piece of cake more than usual. Although Han Qingsong did not speak, he ate more dishes.

Seeing that both parents love to eat, the children are especially happy, especially Xiao Wang. He felt that he didn't hold back his family. If he couldn't make money to support his family, he could help the family cook so that they could have food when they went home.

When Lin Lan was eating, Xiao Wang hummed his own song "My Father and Mother Are Not in My Home":

"Goodbye the sun, the moon is gone, the stars are too lonely? no~no~no~……no~no~no~ Ah blow, little bird and little bird fly quickly, send parents back home..."

Nodding yes and shaking his head no, he knows this.

In the morning of the second day, Lin Lan got up and took out all the ready-made coarse grain flour at home, mixed with sorghum noodles, bean noodles, and corn noodles, and began to knead the dough.

The children were startled, Mai Sui said, "Mother, what is this?"

Lin Lan told them about Yu Kucai and other children from Yujiacun, "It's so pitiful, they have no food to eat. They gave their mother blue stone, and mother gave them some coarse grains to eat."

When Xiao Wang heard that there were still children without food, he became anxious, "Mother, then I will eat less in the future. You can give them more."

Lin Lan smiled, "No. Even if we help others, we must first take care of our own food, not to help others hungry. Just give them the coarse grains that we can't eat." Now she is sorghum and bean noodles. I basically don’t eat it at home. Soybeans are made of soy milk and tofu.

Xiaowang: "Mother, I don't have to eat dim sum all the time, anyway, dim sum is not mandatory. I only eat vegetables. You can change the money for dim sum to food and give it to them."

The children said that they do not need to eat snacks and candies and can save money in exchange for food to help the 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 compassion. There is no need to wrong yourself 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, and she had a relatively ample economy, so she often donated money to other countries.I don't know who has leaked the information about her donation. Weibo and phone calls are constantly bombarded. Every day, people ask her to donate money to this one or to make money to that one.Some people even get annoyed because she donates to others and not herself, and use vicious words to insult her.