The prestige that the sour apricots have been operating for many years has once again affected the situation in Xinghua Village. Xylophone's apricot forest management plan has once again suffered a serious setback. At the same time, it also let the villagers see that the other half of Xinghua Village is still firmly in the hands of the collapsed Sour Apricot.

Xylophone had just extinguished the vinegar fire in Maosheng's heart in his inner courtyard. Before he could recover his senses, a raging fire broke out outside the courtyard.

The technical team's training and study in the experimental forest had just ended, and the xylophone was preparing to organize the labor force of the whole village to fully roll out the winter shear production of the apricot forest, but found that there were serious problems in the village.

First, there was an unexpected reversal in the technical group. The people, the official seal, and the summer solstice servants all asked for leave and didn't come to work. Before leaving, he also said that he wanted the wages of these days. If you have to wait until the autumn to settle the account, don't miss it. As for the reason for not going to work, everyone squeaked, and no one could explain it clearly. After saying that they would not go to work, the people actually wiped their tears and left, which made people scratch their heads. The official seal and Xia Zhi said a little, that is, the family resolutely did not call for work. They also can't twist their arms and thighs, and there is nothing they can do. As for why they didn't call them to work, they didn't know.

Xylophone immediately understood that his actions to engage in centralized management caused chaos. What she had been secretly worried about all along, finally came as scheduled. She wanted to find Maolin and Zhenfu to analyze which link went wrong. found that the two were no longer as active as before, but kept pouring cold water on the xylophone. They said that these cubs were afraid of hardship and fatigue, and they didn't want to do it. I was embarrassed to say it, so I pushed the reason for playing slippery onto adults. He also said that the villagers had a great reaction to the centralized management of the apricot grove, and their ideas were very inconsistent. Persuade xylophone whether to postpone winter cutting production, and be cautious about the opinions and voices of the masses, etc. Xylophone had a hunch that there was actually something wrong with the two of them. She just wanted to get to the bottom of it. Who knows, the two of them didn't wait for Muqin to ask, so they said that they were busy at home and left in a hurry. Dry the xylophone coldly alone in the brigade office.

Next, a group of villagers ran to the xylophone's house. They all declared that they were unwilling to participate in centralized management, let alone ask Qin technicians to use their precious forests as firewood. In a word, it is necessary to fiddle with the apricot forest by yourself, and resolutely not to scrape the edge with the collective. The authority of the xylophone, in just a few months after she took office, was once again questioned and challenged by the villagers.

Technician Qin was stunned. He reflected on himself over and over again, whether he really messed up the matter of winter scissors, so that the villagers rushed up violently and demolished the platform. For this reason, he read all the books on the management of winter pruning of apricot trees that he had brought with him, and seriously reflected on the mistakes he might make in the actual winter pruning, and did not find the slightest mistake. This puzzled him.

He asked the xylophone in a hoarse voice, what's going on, I didn't do anything wrong.

Muqin comforted, it's none of your business, someone is using an excuse to find fault with me. Do what you want, do it. When the sky falls, I will bear it, and I will not embarrass you.

In the face of such a chaotic and undulating situation, Xylophone also lost control all of a sudden, and there was nothing to be done. She had to look at Lin Xing and sigh, and she had no choice but to follow it.

The reasons given by the villagers are reasonable. I didn't want to destroy the fruit forest, but I wanted to manage my own apricot forest. How the benefits are, voluntarily bear, no one has the right to object. In desperation, Xylophone had to ask Maolin to count the families who voluntarily quit, and allocate the apricot forests of these families out of the scope of centralized management.

Judging from the statistical data, more than half of the families have withdrawn from centralized management, and nearly half of the apricot forests have been allocated. Among them, there are three brothers, Sour Apricot, Zhenfu, Zhenshu and Maolin.

It was a heavy blow to the xylophone, even harder than it had been on that winter night a few months ago. That winter night, no matter what kind of commotion happened, after all, Maosheng's unexpected words and deeds helped him to go back and let himself get through an embarrassing ditch. This commotion can only be faced and solved by oneself alone. No one else can help her. From the analysis of the situation of the people who withdrew, Sour Apricot, Zhenfu and Maolin played an obvious or direct role in it, which of course could not be hidden from the eyes of the xylophone. The more this is the case, the more dull Xylophone's heart becomes, and there is a feeling that he has been tricked and betrayed by a black gun. She re-examined the seemingly calm but actually surging situation in Xinghua Village, and felt more and more the invisible pressure and the chilling air that was gradually approaching in all directions.

Xylophone adjusted the apricot groves that had not been withdrawn accordingly, and did not hesitate to organize the labor force of these families, and under the specific guidance of the technical team, began large-scale production of apricot grove winter scissors. Although the momentum has been weakened by more than half, it is still in full swing.