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On the other hand, Zhu Qingyun returned to the village while he was busy with farming and helped his parents steal it.

In the past, Zhu Qingyun would also go home to help during the summer vacation for a day or two, but he was extremely unwilling! The sun was so hot that it seemed like the earth was on fire. But he would hold himself back in the fields and work as hard as he could. The sweat was like raindrops the size of beans, pouring down from his head until his clothes were completely soaked. People in the city sit in their offices in the summer blowing fans, enjoying the air-conditioning and getting a cooling fee. Without any subsidies, the farmers still had to buy food for the country, which they sold at a cheap price to the national grain station. How unfair!

Of course, at that time, Zhu Qing would never have imagined that the country would have a day where it would reduce the burden on the peasants by cancelling the agricultural tax and returning the food to the farmers. Of course, this was something that would happen many years later.

Zhu Qingyun called such bitter days "labor reform", but every year he would return home to receive labor reform.

Zhu Qingyun felt that the peasants in his hometown were the most hardworking and pitiable people in the world. No matter how hardworking you were in the fields, if you dug and ate, you would only be able to live a good life. Therefore, that year, Zhu Qingyun went back to school in order to get rid of his life of facing the earth and facing the sky.

So when he got a job, he didn't want to go back home and do farm work. He remembered one year, in order to escape labor reform, he had given his father two hundred yuan. He told his parents not to harvest it themselves, and to spend money to hire others to do so.

He didn't expect that his father would throw the two hundred yuan that he took out so far away and then curse at him.

"You stinking brat, if you took a few coins then it would be great. You think you will never have to work anymore after leaving the countryside forever? You can hire someone else? I tell you, don't even think about it! Let me ask you, how much do you get for a month? How many two hundred? Ah? He didn't even earn a few dollars and already felt like he was going to go to heaven! No wonder the Chairman Mao wanted to transfer intellectuals to the countryside. Someone like you should have been subjected to labor transformation for your entire life! He hadn't even developed much and was about to forget his roots! "Obediently follow me to the fields to harvest the rice. If you can't finish harvesting three acres of rice today, don't even think about stopping!"

Zhu Qingyun was truly upset! Why did he have to meet such an unreasonable father? It was clearly a good intention to lighten the burden on them, but he didn't expect that he would fail to get it. Instead, he ended up with it all over his body! Picking up the money from the ground, Zhu Qingyun gloomily followed his father to the fields to cut rice.

What Zhu Qingyun did not expect was that this trip home brought him an unimaginable harvest.

The Zhu Family didn't have much land, only a total of five acres of land. It was also very close by, and it was located in the vicinity of the village.

This year's rice harvest was bountiful and both parents were happy. The rice in the field had been harvested and was waiting to be planted.

Last year, after restudying for a year, little sister Zhu Xiaoyan was finally admitted into Jiangnan Normal University, and she came back during the summer to help at home. Because Zhu Qingyun was home for only one day, his father arranged for the three acres of land behind the bamboo forest in the village to be planted today. The younger sister and mother were responsible for the seedlings being pulled out, while Zhu Qingyun and his father were responsible for planting the seedlings. In the entire morning, the two of them had finished most of the plants. Zhu Qingyun was so tired that his back ached.

On the way home for lunch, Zhu Qingyun and his sister Zhu Xiaoyan chatted as they walked.

The two of them arrived at the edge of the bamboo forest and saw a few people in front of them arguing about something.

Zhu Qing Yun walked forward to take a look, seeing that one of them was the village's big eater, Uncle Zhu Yuezhong, and he did not recognize the others.

The few people surrounded Zhu Yuezhong and said: "Brother Zhu, are you going to sell us the food? Our price is much higher than the grain depot, so how about five yuan per fifty kilograms? "

"I'm not selling!" Zhu Yuezhong shook his head and said.

"Big Brother Yue Zhong, why are you so stubborn? You don't make money? That hundred thousand catties of grain in your family can be sold to us for an extra five to six thousand yuan! " said another.

"I'm not selling. No matter what you say, I'm not selling. Every year, my family's food is sold to the national grain station. I'm not selling any of the others!" Zhu Yuezhong said very straightforwardly, as if he was not at all moved by the five to six thousand yuan. One had to know, five or six thousand yuan was more than a year's salary for an ordinary staff member!

There was still such a highly enlightened person! Zhu Qingyun was suddenly interested. Because from the point of view of a news worker, he immediately realized that this was a very good news story. Many parts of the country have been affected by floods this year, and increasing food harvests is a big problem. Many parts of the Yu He were also flooded. When the Jute Town broke through the barrier, that piece of farmland was completely barren. In such a disastrous year, Uncle Yuanzhong's behavior was extremely noble and valuable.

Thus, he walked over to Uncle Yuanzhong's side and began to understand the situation.

Uncle Yue Zhong told him, this grain dealer surnamed Chen came to find me last year. I didn't sell them any surplus food, but this year I came again, and I still won't sell them anything. Don't think that just because you have money you can take my food, I won't sell it to you no matter how much money you have.

After Uncle Yue Zhong finished speaking, he chased the grain dealer away, and returned home to eat without looking back.

The grain dealer were dejected as they sat down in the bamboo forest.

Zhu Qingyun was very curious, so he started chatting with them. As he listened, he took out a small notebook from his pocket. Remember, a wonderful story was formed by Zhu Qingyun.

After planting the seedlings in the fields in the afternoon, Zhu Qingyun didn't even have time to eat before he hurried back to the county town, because he was in a hurry to distribute the news to the provincial newspapers. Instinct told him that the manuscript had a high chance of winning the provincial press prize, and that he had to seize on that timeliness.

That night, Zhu Qingyun organized the script at home.

grain dealer Stomp on the Wall

In August, Xia Liang made his debut. A group of grain dealer's tractors arrived at the Zhu Family Village in the Yuhe County's Peace Town. After a day of work, the group of grain dealer s in the bamboo forest at the village entrance started to complain to each other: "I told you not to come, I touched this Zhu Yuezhong from last year. It's a stubborn old geezer! "

It happened like this. grain dealer heard that the big food-growing family Zhu Yuezhong had completed the year-round order task in a single season. Since there were still a lot of rice piled up in his house, he wanted to buy Zhu Yuezhong's remaining grains for a high price. Before coming, one of them told the story of his encounter with the wall last year.

Last October, when Autumn Food had just stepped on stage, he had arrived at Zhu Yuezhong's house. Since Zhu Yuezhong wasn't home, he took the initiative to look for Zhu Yuezhong's wife. After settling the score, Yue Zhong's wife became moved and took his gunny sack. When Zhu Yuezhong returned, he saw a stack of gunny sacks. He felt strange and asked his wife what was going on. His wife told him that the grain dealer had sent him a gunny sack. Zhu Yuezhong said to his wife: "I will not sell this rice to grain dealer."

On the second day, the grain dealer came to pull food, and Zhu Yuezhong gave them 80 sacks. However, one of the grain dealer still refused to give up. He handed over a cigarette with a mouth, and fawningly said: "Big Brother Yue Zhong, can we increase the price a little more?" Zhu Yuezhong firmly said: "No, no matter how much money I have, I won't sell it. I want to sell it to the country!"

These grain dealer did not listen to his advice and made a futile trip. They thought that with money, they could make things difficult for Zhu Yuezhong and increase the price a little. But money could not shake Zhu Yuezhong's heart.

Do you think that the grain dealer will not blame his comrades?

It was a very short article, and Zhu Qingyun copied it down neatly using three hundred slots of paper. Early the next morning, he rushed to Ministry of Propaganda's office and used a fax machine to transmit it to the provincial newspaper editor.

The following day, the provincial newspaper published the story in a prominent position on the front page.

What Zhu Qingyun did not expect was that this news story with less than five hundred words, would have such an explosive effect, and also brought him an unexpected harvest.

Three days later, Yuhe County Committee received a letter from the provincial council.

When Chief Yang opened the letter and saw that it was signed with the name of the provincial council's Calligraphy, he was immediately shocked!

He only took a cursory glance and roughly knew the contents of the letter, then hurriedly brought it to County Committee Book Period's office.

Huang Zhonghua was shocked when he saw the letter written by the Calligraphy. He held the letter in both hands and sat down on the chair to read it seriously.

He then looked up the article in the newspaper and saw that it was signed: "Zhu Qingyun."

He immediately instructed Chief Yang, "Immediately inform all the standing committee members to gather at the county committee's office for Standing Committee. In addition, notify the person who wrote this article, Comrade Zhu Qingyun, to come to attend the meeting."

Very quickly, the nine standing committee members at home rushed to the county council meeting room. Everyone looked at each other, they were in such a rush to gather the Standing Committee, where would Huang Zhonghua go to sing this song? Did something big happen somewhere?

After Zhu Qingyun received the notice, he practically jogged all the way to the county council meeting room. Until the moment he entered the conference room, he still did not know how he was able to attend the Standing Committee of County Committee's Meeting, and his heart was beating wildly with excitement. He chose a seat near the back door and sat down.

Huang Zhonghua finally walked into the office with a face full of joy.

He sat down in a chair, looked around the office to see that everyone was there, cleared his throat, and said:

"Comrades, I am very happy to tell everyone the good news, we just received a letter personally written by the provincial committee's Calligraphy Wu!"

"Huh?" When everyone heard this, they were even more confused. A letter personally written by the provincial committee's Calligraphy Wu? How is that possible?

"Haha, everyone's expression tells me that you guys don't believe it!" Huang Zhonghua laughed and said, "In the beginning, I did not believe it either, but this is a joyous occasion. What I have in my hands is Calligraphy Wu's handwritten letter, the letterhead is from the provincial government. If you don't believe me, everyone can take a look! "

Huang Zhonghua lifted up the letter with both hands, showing it to everyone.

"Next, Jiang County Commissioner, please read out this personal letter written by Calligraphy Wu for everyone!" After Huang Zhonghua finished speaking, he very solemnly passed the letter to Jiang County Commissioner, who was sitting beside him.