Chapter 148: Tracking down the iron pot
When the alfalfa is cooked, stir in two handfuls of corn grits, which is a pot of batter vegetables. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info get up in the morning and finish eating.
It was found that the alfalfa was lost in the village, and when I found it, it was already a clean pot, and there was not a single alfalfa leaf missing, and the suspicion was ruled out.
After stealing it twice like this, Wang Da Belly tasted the sweetness, so he went to steal it every night. Going back from night to night, after eating a meal in the morning, the gods can't find out his secret.
This morning, while eating, I found meat in the dish. Go to the pot and stir it with chopsticks and pick out several pieces. It had a tail and a head - it turned out to be a big long worm.
Last night, when the alfalfa came, I didn't see it when I was choosing the vegetables, but when the alfalfa was washed, cut, and cooked with the alfalfa.
When his wife saw it, she almost vomited.
The long worm is a mad figure in this area, and people hide when they see it. There are no long worms to eat.
Wang Da Belly also picked up his chopsticks.
Unable to hold back the "cooing" stomach, did a pot of nutritious batter vegetables just throw away? Wang Da Belly felt a pity, thought about it, and picked up the bowl to eat.
At the end of the meal, even the long worms were eaten in the stomach. I still feel that I can't get enough of it.
It doesn't matter if you eat long worms by chance, Wang Da Belly has the guts to catch long worms in the wild.
When you catch it, you come back and eat it. Sometimes you can't catch long worms, so you can catch anything. Frogs, rats, hedgehogs, there is nothing he does not eat.
Not to mention, these little creatures saved his life, although he still couldn't eat, but he didn't lie down hungry.
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The members of the 11th team had iron pots, and the news of small stoves in every family soon spread in the village. It also reached the ears of Wang Qingbo, the village party secretary.
Thinking of last year's eleventh team's three or four iron pots disappeared overnight, and the big elm beam and Kashiwagi Shoumu of the club member Wang Tingshuo's family were carried away on a rainy day, no matter how much he investigated, he couldn't investigate it, and he was very faceless about these two things.
It is also rumored that Team 11 has a white-haired grandmother who is covered with a hoard, and the food in the hoard grows upwards by itself. It was also a poor harvest, the crops were rotten in the ground, and after eating for a winter, the other teams were all out of cooking, but the eleventh team still had food.
The fact that each of the twelve production teams took a hundred pounds of corn is proof of this. The brigade also followed and fished a hundred catties of wheat, opened a small stove and ate it for a spring.
There are too many strange things in Team Eleven, and all of them are headless cases, and whoever meddles is sitting on wax.
This time, the village party secretary did not act rashly, but asked Zhang Guangtai, the commander of the militia company, to go to the 11th team to investigate and find out the situation.
The fortress is broken from the inside first, as long as the members of the team admit it, things can be done!
Zhang Guangtai found Wu Jinbao, the militia platoon commander of the 11th team.
Wu Jinbao's family also received an iron pot, his mother was superstitious, and she also installed a tablet of a white-haired grandmother at home, burning incense and kowtowing every day.
Wu Jinbao faced his boss and said it truthfully.
"Why didn't you report it?" Zhang Guangtai blamed: "You are the militia platoon commander, and you are the main force in the struggle by taking the opportunity (homonym, the same below), and such an unclear thing has happened, and you can't figure it out, why don't you report it to your superiors?"
"This ......" Wu Jinbao muttered in his throat for a while, and then he thought of the words: "I originally wanted to report, but then I thought about it, this is not a big deal, it is not a big deal."
"The big canteen is out of cooking, everyone is starving to death, there is a pot to solve everyone's eating problem, and it can be regarded as a way for the members to live!"
"You, you," Zhang Guangtai stood up and slammed on the table: "What should I say about you? This matter is very serious, it is not only superstitious, but also singing against the big canteen."
"You are my soldier, so I said to you: Hurry up and report up, as long as you reflect up, you will be out of responsibility. As for how to investigate and deal with it, that's a matter of the above. ”
"However, this thing is very strange, everything is speculation, how to reflect?"
"Write as you know what is going on, and neither enlarge nor shrink. If you don't say it, you're covering up a crime. I'm afraid I won't be able to cover you anymore. You are my subordinate, and I will come here today, and I will bring no one, but I will seek you only to exonerate you!"
"So what should I do?"
"Hurry up and write a document, write out the details of the matter, and hand it over to the brigade. ”
Wu Jinbao was afraid of taking responsibility, so he hurriedly wrote a detailed document and handed it over to every household with the iron pot and the fact that every household thanked the white-haired grandmother.
After listening to the reading of the materials, Wang Qingbo thought that this was impossible. He called the captain Wang Guilan again to inquire.
What Wang Guilan said, as Wu Jinbao wrote, also said that the iron pot did come suddenly overnight, and it was filled with a pot of ears of corn. The members of the club all thought that it was given by the white-haired grandmother. Every household burns incense and kowtows to the white-haired grandmother.
"Aren't you practicing feudal superstition?" said the branch secretary dissatisfied.
Wang Guilan: "I think so too, but the facts are true, the iron pot is real, and the ears of corn are real, and no one can't help but believe it." ”
"Believe in a ball?" said sternly: "During the period of the big canteen, they openly divided the pots and openly opened small stoves! Opening small stoves is restoration, and it is an act of opposing the big canteens and the people's communes." If this is going to be put on the line, you have to be convicted of *** crime.
"In your life, you have ever heard of something given by God's family? It must have been you who secretly hid it last year, and now you are secretly dividing it again. ”
Although the militia platoon commander and the production captain said that they were hard and hard proof, he still could not believe it! If he wanted to believe it, he would be complicit in the same stream, that is, he would admit superstition and the existence of ghosts and gods.
As a village party secretary, he must stand firm and deny it, even though what they say is true, he must not allow such facts to exist.
"What kind of white-haired grandmother? Pure nonsense, it must be that the land, the rich, the anti, the bad, and the right are stirring up trouble, spreading rumors, and destroying the big canteen. You go back and organize a meeting of the members, dig deeper, dig out the rumor-mongers, and hold a criticism meeting!"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Wang Guilan nodded like a chicken pecking rice. He knew that it was nothing, and he couldn't explain it clearly. Just push the boat down the river, let it be whatever it is, as long as you don't accept the iron pot.
"What are we going to do?
After Wang Guilan left, company commander Zhang Guangtai asked Wang Qingbo.
Wang Qingbo: "How do you report it? When I went down to investigate, the people on the team said that they did, they all said that they had received an iron pot, and they all admitted the existence of a white-haired grandmother, but they couldn't catch the real person.
"Now is the period of the Great Leap Forward of communization, and the above advocates opposing feudal superstition, but here it is preaching cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods! Let the above know, won't it seem that we are too incompetent!
"Let's look for it first, and then report to our superiors after catching the enemy who has taken advantage of the opportunity. In that way, it also shows that we have achieved results in our work!"
Zhang Guangtai: "But, can you catch something like this?"