Chapter 342： Hold a meeting (1)

Chapter 342: Meeting (1)

Bai Jianguo didn't take this seriously at all. When he came back, he just asked the villagers to catch it at night and recharge their batteries to wait for the wheat harvest.

However-

Bai Jianguo just said what he meant, and the villagers also listened to it.

But Mrs. Leihua, no!

She is very busy every day. Others are as tired as a dead dog and don't want to move. She can still catch sparrows and mice with full energy.

Piles of dead rats and sparrows are piled in front of Bai Jianguo every day.

Bai Jianguo: “…”

This thunder flower is poisonous!

The weather was getting hotter day by day, and all the gadgets Lei Hua caught were piled up at his house. He didn't know what to do with it, and it almost stunk!

But this was handed over by others, and Bai Jianguo still had the principle that he could not throw it away or eat it at home.

He was struggling with how to deal with it and started to display the results of the CHUSIHAI stage.

Bai Jianguo took those things to the commune, and found that the number of people in his village per capita was not the last.

Just laughing like crazy.

Shu Yue twitched the corner of her mouth fiercely when she heard what her father and uncle said about what Bai Jianguo had done.

In fact, in the recent period, in the village, you can faintly hear the shouts of CHUSIHAI from other surrounding villages, and the heated atmosphere outside makes Shuyue feel a little anxious.

From time to time, you will be amazed, and sometimes you will be shocked or touched.

Because of her anxiety, she temporarily forgot her displeasure with Lei Hua's top quality.

There is going to be a big move soon.

By that time, almost all the grain from the summer harvest that was falsely reported as per mu was handed over to the public grain. The grain from the autumn harvest was confiscated due to natural disasters or man-made disasters.

What followed was three consecutive years of severe famine. In the face of survival, a Leihua who couldn't interfere with his own family was nothing.

Shu Yue did not have to wait too long that day.

This afternoon, Shu Yue was squatting in the vegetable garden in the yard picking cucumbers, when she heard the sound of gongs being sounded from far and near.

It is to inform people to go to the next village for a meeting.

There are only about twenty households in Baijia Village, and the total population is less than 200. The village is too small.

When the commune was established, Baijia Village, Xiangyang Village to the east, and Xiahe Village to the south, three small villages with small populations, formed a production brigade.

But Bai Jianguo is still the captain of Baijia Village and is still in charge of the village. He has no impact on the village and the villagers have never taken it seriously.

Because several villages are adjacent to each other, and the village with the largest population and the largest population in Xiangyang Village also has a primary school with several thatched houses, the brigade headquarters of the production brigade is also in Xiangyang Village, and a Party Secretary from above is stationed in Xiangyang Village.

 Bai Lie wrapped Shuyue in a small coat, took Shuyue, Bai Hengyu, and went out with the somewhat silly old man. As soon as he crossed the river, he clearly heard the loud and passionate slogans lingering in the air from the next village.

By the time they arrived at Xiangyang Village, the conference had already begun.

On the rostrum, a man wearing a cadre uniform and a pen on his chest was spitting. There was only one central theme, which was to muster all his energy to strive for upstream production.

“Comrades, fellow commune members, fellow villagers...”

Shu Yue heard Balabala's long speech above and those grand goals that were repeated several times, and her head went straight into Bai Lie's arms.

Bai Lie couldn't help but tease Shu Yue, "The sound is too unpleasant, isn't it? How about Dad cover your ears?"

(End of this chapter)