Sour Xingdang village party secretary has a history of more than 20 years. His old scheming, the virtuous and benevolent women of the He family, coupled with the intricate factional forces and intrigues between the several major clans in Xinghua Village, made Sour Xing sit firmly on the top spot in Xinghua Village, and the thunder could not move, and the wind and rain could not invade his body. is like a tumbler, no matter how he bumps and touches, he still squats peacefully in the mountain village, calling for wind and rain, and pointing out the country.

Xylophone, who had just tasted the joy of victory and was supported by Secretary Yang of the county party committee, obviously ignored this point. She directly challenged the unbreakable position of Sour Apricot and was determined to compete for the important position of village secretary.

Therefore, such a thought was suddenly born from the moment the xylophone was announced to be reinstated.

She suddenly realized that the Shen secretaries, who were unreachable all day long, were not the incorruptible body of King Kong, let alone the embodiment of truth that could be applied everywhere. Or even their mindset is far behind, and there is such a big gap between them and their own thinking and judgment. She didn't dare to have such arrogant thoughts until she got into it and didn't compare it. However, after a year of painful grinding and helpless running around the wall, she re-examined herself, analyzed herself, and had a new understanding of her ability to analyze, think and judge. She felt that she already had the strength and conditions to go to the next level. First of all, with the recognition and support of the new secretary of the county party committee, her waist suddenly became much stronger, she had sufficient confidence to speak, and she also found a breakthrough in future development. That is, to lead the villagers to open up their courage to find a way to get rich. This is the idea of the above vigorously called, and it is a new path that the villagers eagerly support. Among them, there are no worries and fetters, just look at who starts fast and goes far. Secondly, the unusually performance of sour apricots in the apricot selling incident made her feel cold. She still can't understand that Sour Xing, who has always been regarded as a role model by herself, would take advantage of the fire to help others rectify herself. This is something she couldn't figure out. From this point of view, if Sour Xing continues to be in charge of the power of the village, he will still follow the old routine, and those who are poor will continue to be poor, and those who are affected will continue to be affected. As a result, the girls in the village will continue to run out of the mountains, and the boys in the village will continue to do more urgent and stupid things because they can't find a partner. Third, with the experience of selling apricots, she understood the hidden thoughts of the villagers. They want to make money, but they can't find a way to make money and a leader. In this regard, he already has a certain mass base. I believe that my competition will win the support of the villagers and realize my wishes.

In fact, because of the temporary victory, she had already carried away the sudden excitement and joy. Xylophone overestimated and overestimated himself. The assertion of the first article is undoubtedly correct. However, the positioning of sour apricots has just deviated again. A few years later, with the sound of a cannon on the road construction site and the overwhelming rain of stones pouring down from the sky, Xylophone thoroughly knew the sour apricot, and felt guilty for him from the bottom of his heart. That's of course an afterthought.

The xylophone's competitive methods are extremely naïve and ridiculous. The measure she took was to slip around and win people's hearts. Count here and there the harms of being poor and the benefits of being rich, as well as a whole set of plans for getting rich. That is, the apricot forest will be brought together, the personnel will be centrally managed, and the dividends will be distributed uniformly after the autumn. For this alone, each household has an annual income of 1,800 yuan.

After realizing the sinister intentions of the xylophone, Sour Apricot was really flustered for a while, restless like an ant in a hot pot. Crystal blisters appeared on his lips, hidden in the sparse beard on his lips, like the kernels of raw apricot fruits.

In order to keep his existing status and interests, after a few days of careful consideration, he resolutely attacked. Unlike the xylophone, he chose to go the upper route. After settling a dozen party members in the village, he rushed to the commune day and night.

Obviously, Sour Apricot easily gained the strategic initiative, while Xylophone made a serious tactical mistake. Because, the only people that xylophone can promote and have a good reputation foundation are those women who have eaten and sold the sweetness of apricot fruits. Most of the men couldn't believe the xylophone's red lips and white teeth, and the nonsense of the Arabian Nights was fleeting. All they believe in is land and sweat. Moreover, among the dozen or so party members in the village, only the xylophone was a woman. This doomed her to the fate of failure in this seizure of power.

In the early winter of this year, Sour Xing was re-elected as the secretary of the village party branch with an absolute advantage. At the same time, in accordance with the unified deployment of the commune, the land contract responsibility system was implemented. All fields, utilities and apricot groves were subcontracted to farmers. Even the pickaxes, plows, rakes and other farm tools in the team were distributed to each household, and there was no leftover.

This move surprised and surprised the people of Xinghua Village. Surprisingly, the world is changing so quickly. The land, which was originally the collective property of the state, has rightly entered the threshold of its own house. Surprisingly, the land is the lifeblood of the peasants, and this lifeblood is now being fiddled by themselves. It's like fiddling with your own baby, do whatever you want. It's something you never dreamed of.

In the contracting of fields and apricot groves, the method of drawing lots is adopted. At first glance, this method is the most recognized and fair distribution method for many generations throughout the ages. Everyone has an equal chance, and it's all up to luck. The actual results have made the vast majority of the villagers feel unreasonable. Because, except for the xylophone family, the other village cadres have caught the best fields and apricot groves in the village. Some people suspect that there must be fraud in this. They gathered some people and ran to Sour Xing's house to make trouble.

Sour Xing asked with a smile, is there any evidence?

No one grasped any tricks, so they had to accept their fate and be scattered. They all rushed home without complaint, carefully calculating what grain should be planted in which field at the beginning of spring next year, and how many loads of manure and dung should be carried in which field.

Since the failure to seize power, Xylophone has always had a smile on his face. After the contract, the smile on his face became even more dramatic. The family clearly felt that it was not a happy smile. It gives a very uncomfortable feeling.

After studying it for many days, Zhong Er and Xing Tsai have not been able to figure out the name and meaning of this laugh. Until one day, Zhong'er was sitting in the classroom doing her homework, and Xingzai slammed the classroom door in a hurry. Ignoring the surprise of the students in the room, he held up Teacher Hu's thick dictionary and shouted at Zhong'er, Brother, I know, that's a sneer.

Amid the laughter of the puppies, Zhong Er threw Xingzi out of the classroom in a fit of rage.