In the winter of 1982, the cold wind broke in from time to time through the Beishan Pass, passed through the branches of the apricot trees that were as dry as iron teeth and claws, and whistled over the Apricot Blossom Village. It reminds the people of Xinghua Village from time to time that winter is still lingering, and spring is still far away.

After the passion and impulse to support the xylophone to come to power, it was accompanied by new uneasiness and confusion. This kind of uneasiness and confusion was first manifested in the village leadership group.

The so-called "once a son of heaven and a courtier" is the law followed by most rulers throughout the ages, and Maolin and Zhenfu are the most clear. They all clamped their tails and cautiously followed the xylophone from place to place. looked at Xylophone's face and acted, but he refused to take the initiative to bear a heavy burden with his thick shoulders. Clear-eyed people know that what Maolin is afraid of is not the xylophone, but the support behind the xylophone, Secretary Yang of the county party committee. Besides, the aftermath of the sour apricot has not yet dissipated, and it is still wandering around in people's minds. Most of the party members who participated in the voting ran to Sour Xing and explained that one of the two votes was cast by me, or I still rely on the old branch secretary, and I have a bottom in my heart, and others are afraid that they will not be reliable. The consequence of this situation of disheartened people is that the order cannot be made, the order is difficult to stop, and it directly gives the xylophone who has just been in power a slap in the head. This is the first instruction issued by the xylophone - the decision to collect the apricot forest, centralized management, and unified dividends, which was indignant and slandered by the villagers.

In just over a year, although the villagers have suffered the failure of selling apricots, they have tasted more of the sweetness brought by the contract responsibility system for joint production. The bulging grain grains in the responsible fields are full of empty grain hoards in the past. Most families dare to use the word "solid" to flaunt their family background. The real villagers originally hoped that the xylophone would come to power and bring them more food and the opportunity to fill their still empty pockets. Xylophone did the opposite and ordered the apricot grove to be recovered. From this, it can be inferred that the second step will be to recover the grain fields that have been allocated. If you push it again, it will bring the villagers back to the embarrassing times of the past. This is unacceptable to the villagers, let alone unimaginable.

On the night of the first villagers' meeting presided over by Muqin, as soon as he put down his rice bowl, a room of women and old people gathered in Muqin's house. They persuaded or shouted or threatened to force the xylophone to retract his life. Later, when Xylophone talked about this to Zhong Er, who had graduated from college and worked in the county, his eyes flashed with tears. It can be seen that the events at that time touched the xylophone deeply.

Mu Qin said that she explained over and over again to the villagers the benefits of centralized management and the disadvantages of decentralized management. However, no one wants to believe it.

The sour jujube lady shouted in a high voice, his sister-in-law, this forest is the lifeblood of our village, and it has been cared for by more than ten generations of people in our village. You only talk about centralized management, so who will be in charge, how to divide the dividends, and who will take the big head. The hard-earned money of the big guys can't be enjoyed by just a few people.

As a result, from persuasion, to shouting, to intimidation, the situation of xylophone became more and more unfavorable.

Just when the glue could not be opened, Mao Sheng unexpectedly stood up from the wall. Facing a group of menacing villagers, he said indignantly, second aunt, speak with your conscience. The cub's mother is dedicated to the big guys, risking the risk of going to prison, and taking us to find a way to make money, isn't her heart right? If the cubs really cheat the big guys, I'm willing to sell this house, these cubs, and it's not possible to accompany the big guys.

Someone whispered, we don't lack cubs, and we don't want houses, just forests.

Mao Sheng's face flushed, and a terrifying sentence finally came out of his thick lips that had been trembling for a long time. He said, if we do something bad with our hearts, in the future, we will let Jing'er become a family and have sperm.

Like a dull thunderbolt, it exploded in the elder's brain. Forty-two years ago, the night wind once again swirled and shivered, swelling in the hearts of the elderly. The older generation can't listen to such a gambling curse, and they won't doubt the sincerity and weight of the honest Mao Sheng who dares to say this. The elderly got up and left their seats like a rout, clutching their hearts, and scattered in a hurry, rushing to their homes. When the women saw that the backer was gone, they had to stop nagging and retreating.

The man who can turn the danger into a disaster and extricate the xylophone from the embarrassing situation is the man who has always opposed the xylophone and resolutely separated for nearly a few months because of his opposition to her, and the xylophone has been greatly comforted. She then gave birth to an indescribable gratitude to Mao Sheng, just as Mao Sheng was grateful to the xylophone for moving back with him. After all, it was the thin shoulders of the xylophone, in Maosheng's thick and strong chest, that finally resisted the wind, frost, snow and rain that hit the cold air on the winter night of 1982.

At this point, Xylophone no longer conceited superiority and gratuitously contempt for any fault or accusation of Mao Sheng. That night, full of gratitude, Xylophone took the roll of cover that Mao Sheng had placed in the pot house back to the hall house, and put Mao Sheng back on the big bed in the house. For the first time, she took the initiative to passionately fulfill the duties of a wife for her husband, compensating for Maosheng's months of emptiness and anxiety.