Half a month later, Xylophone convened a meeting of all the villagers, saying that there was important work to be arranged. This is the second villagers' meeting since Xylophone came to power.

With the disturbance of the first meeting, the villagers were worried about whether the meeting was to reclaim the apricot groves and then take back the fields. It's a big deal for every family. Therefore, all the adults and children in the village arrived on time, and the whole courtyard of the brigade was shaken. There are also many people who can't squeeze into the courtyard, so they are crowded at the gate impenetrable.

It was a cold day, and the howling north wind went straight into the cuffs of people's clothes. The compound was full of people, steaming, and more lively than the New Year. The cubs are like fish, burrowing here and there, burrowing into the ground, chasing and playing in the cracks of people, and there are pieces of screaming, scolding, and fighting.

In front of the venue was a dark and mottled table. There were three people squeezed on the table, Xylophone, Mao Lin and Qin Technician.

Xylophone stood up, opened his throat and shouted, everyone be quiet, let's have a meeting.

At the venue, the adults exchanged heads and ears, and the babies and cubs danced and frolicked. In the midst of such noise, the sound of the xylophone is like a pebble thrown into a pond, without much ripple. The xylophone shouted several times, but the venue did not mean to be quiet at all.

Xylophone turned around and said something to Mao Lin, who was sitting next to him, meaning to let Mao Lin maintain order in the venue. Mao Lin's head turned left and right, and finally found Zhenfu nested in the crowd in front of him. He shouted, "Uncle, you tell the big guy to be quiet, let's have a meeting."

Zhenfu immediately stood up, tied his two arms, and turned in circles back and forth like a hen predatoring and shouted, Calm down, let's have a meeting...... Summer solstice, official seal, you two cubs shut up the dog's mouth......

After tossing for half a meal, the venue was quiet, and Zhenfu was already sweat-stained and panting.

Xylophone first introduced Technician Qin to the villagers. Technician Qin stood up politely and nodded respectfully to the villagers. There was no reaction from the villagers. The people of the mountains did not know that they needed to applaud a few times in this scene as a sign of welcome. They just listened stupidly, staring at each other with straight necks, and secretly whispered comments on this big man invited from the big city.

Technician Qin didn't seem to be fully mentally prepared, and sat down awkwardly. His face was visibly red, all the way to his neck.

Xylophone looked at Technician Qin a little helplessly, and shouted at the crowd of black pressure, Now, let's have a meeting. A few days ago, we had a meeting, and we wanted to bring the forest together, and the brigade would send someone to manage it, and the big guys would share a share. Although many people have ideas, they are afraid that the management will be bad, the dividends will be unfair, and there will be no good results. Here, our branch committee made a special study and made a special trip to the city to invite the city's famous Qin technicians to help us with management, technology, and teaching methods. Technician Qin left his family business behind to help us develop the economy. The big guys are going to treat him like their own family.

At this time, there was a commotion in the crowd. Talking to each other, there was a "buzzing" discussion. In particular, a few women sitting around the sour jujube woman chirped like magpies. Several people also let out shrill laughter from time to time.

The xylophone stretched out his hands and pressed them in the air, finally suppressing the "buzzing" sound. She also said, our branch committee thinks, experts are invited, and a group of people must follow to learn. You have to be a literate and intelligent person to learn quickly and understand. After research, the people of Uncle Sour Xing's family in our village, Uncle Zhenfu's foreign company, the official seal of the Maoqing family, the summer solstice and Jing'er of the Four Seasons family were drawn out, and a technical group was formed with Qin technicians. Let the captain Maolin take the lead, and learn and work at the same time. Each production team selected two people to manage the apricot grove together. Nowadays, although the fields have been contracted to the households, and the production team is in name only, once the forest is concentrated, it is still a big collective. A few more people to manage it is easy to manage and fair. Their remuneration is drawn from the dividends at the end of the year according to the lost work allowance.

Then, Xylophone explained many details of the centralized management of the apricot forest. She spoke for two hours in one breath.

It should be said that in the implementation of this management plan, the xylophone was carefully planned for many days. It is also thoughtful, including personnel, management, remuneration, dividends and so on, all of which are not missing. The analysis is also reasonable, showing all the talents of a high school student.

Undoubtedly, the planning of the xylophone has given most people a "reassurance". The issue of dividends that the villagers are worried about also has a clear statement. Whether it is reasonable or not, after all, the public component is greater than the private. However, is it really as she said, there are such good prospects, there is so much money, waiting to be stuffed into her pocket, but the villagers have no bottom in their hearts. While the xylophone was speaking, a few people secretly muttered something, and a trace of doubt appeared on their faces from time to time.

The sour apricot hid in the corner behind the crowd, gulping down the spicy and choking dry smoke. He listened sullenly, his face gloomy. Except for filling the cigarette pouch pot with foam, his body basically maintains a posture. Like a gray statue, squatting steadily. Sometimes, the people around him also turned around, craned their necks, and leaned into his ear to whisper something. The sour apricot didn't react, causing the speaker to twist back in an uninteresting way, ignoring him.

Fortunately, the xylophone did not mention the matter of closing the fields. This made the villagers breathe a sigh of relief. As long as you don't concentrate the fields, the dung and manure that you are busy carrying into the fields this year have just begun to exert yourself, and next year will definitely produce more grain than this year. With food, the villagers have a foundation in their hearts. As for the apricot forest, let the xylophones make a fuss. It's done, and everyone is stained. If you don't get it right, you won't have to worry about selling apricots this year.

Unconsciously, a thin line of rain fell from the sky and quietly fell on the crowd all over the courtyard. At first, people didn't care, just pulled their ears and listened to the xylophone impassionedly depicting the charming foreground of the apricot forest, as if stacks of tickets flashed in front of them. Gradually, people unconsciously put their hands in their sleeves, shrugged their shoulders tightly, and shrunk their necks. Occasionally, when I touch the surface of my clothes, I feel cold and wet. I don't know who said something out of their mouths,, it's raining this day. caused a burst of laughter from the people around him. At this time, people raised their heads and looked left and right. Cow wool rain was drifting unhurriedly in the air, and the shabby clothes were stained with rain.

With this burst of light-hearted laughter, Maolin finally announced that the villagers' meeting had dispersed. The villagers rushed out of the village compound and rushed back to their dilapidated but warm homeyard.

Xylophone didn't feel cold. She spoke for most of the day, emotional, in a good mood, and her cheeks were crimson. In the thin rain wrap, there were small hot sweats coming out from both sides of the nose fan. Mao Lin and Technician Qin were thinly dressed, and they were sitting alone on the stage, already shrunk into a ball of cold. Especially Technician Qin, who has experienced the infiltration of the cold rain in this mountain. His lips had turned purple-black, and the two rows of teeth were bumping up and down uncontrollably, making a slight "gurgling" sound.

As soon as the meeting ended, Mao Lin didn't care about instructing other village cadres to clean up the venue, and rushed to move the table and pull the stool as if he was urging. It is good to use the activities of big movements to drive away the cold air all over the body. Technician Qin couldn't intervene, so he shrank aside, just wiping the drops of clear snot that flowed out of his nostrils.

It was only then that Xylophone realized his mistake and forgot to take care of the guests from the big city. She hurriedly asked Jing'er to take off her torn shirt and put it on Technician Qin. Accompany him home again and ask Mao Sheng to cook a bowl of ginger soup to drink. Technician Qin said that he didn't wear Jing'er's clothes. He trembled and followed Jing'er home. [End of Chapter]