A dull sound of slamming the door pulled Xue Xiang back from his sleep. Last night, he tossed for half a night, and the wind and moon were soft outside the window, and he slept well all night, and he didn't even have a dream.

At this moment, Xue Xiang was woken up, raised his hand to look at his watch, it was only seven o'clock, he got up, opened the door and saw that there were many people crowded at the door, most of them were the superstructures of the backers who were reprimanded by him last night.

"Captain, last night's gang of members, oh no, that gang of village ruffians were frozen.

At this time, their faces are all dark and blue, do you want to put them down from the tree first, and then freeze, I'm afraid, I'm afraid of killing people. It was Su Shunmin, an honest accountant who spoke, wearing an earthy yellow ragged cotton coat, saying a word, and snorting and snorting.

Last night, the gang of village ruffians was summoned by Li Yongjun to a group of stick boys who were eager to compete for performance and become militiamen, recorded all their clothes, leaving only a pair of pants, first hung for an hour, and then put them down and tied them to a tree and froze overnight.

At first, these village ruffians were still stiff, their bodies were powerless to resist, and they were still scolding and scolding, but they were half-hung in the air with their hands tied, and the pain that pulled the tendons and tendons of their arms was simply indescribable.

The village ruffians first scolded, then screamed, and then begged for mercy, and then cried, only to collapse. In the middle of the month, the rest of the members went home early to sleep, no one was willing to say good things for these guys who were usually idle and hateful, and the other group of good families had always been the target of bullying and blackmail by these village ruffians, and they were even more busy falling into the well at this time.

However, Xue Xiang estimated that the time was almost up, and if he knew that the two arms of the village ruffians would not be able to exert their strength for a month, this was not what he wanted, so he ordered everyone to put down the village ruffians and still tie them to the trees to freeze.

Although it is early spring, the mountains are particularly wet and cold, but fortunately, these village ruffians are all young and strong.

The people who are strong in blood and energy, plus they have long been accustomed to the climate of the mountain, and they are freezing overnight, but they will not really cause death.

"Put it down, beckon the old ginger in the canteen to cook a pot of ginger soup and pour it for them." Xue Xiang agreed with Su Shunmin's opinion, these village ruffians will still be the main force in repairing the canal for a while, how can they be tossed so quickly.

Su Shunmin got the order, so he went straight to the northwest corner of the rice field to rescue the "common people".

"What is the important thing that you came to block my door early in the morning?" After sending Su Shunmin away, Xue Xiang opened to the cadres......

"Captain, aren't you going to organize the members to burn the mountain today, everyone is gathered here, just waiting for your order." Han Donglin is a long-faced man, thirty-seven or eighteen years old, but he is one of the few intellectuals who have studied in middle school in Shantun.

"Burn the mountain! Why do you want to burn the mountain, who gave the order? "Xue Xiang is inexplicable, but he has a bad feeling in his heart" is a document issued by the district, calling on agriculture in the Western Jin Dynasty, and we should respond positively to the mountains and burn this Jinniu Mountain, so as to split the land and make fields. When Xue Xiang asked, everyone was also confused: Yesterday, you came down with Director Ma of the commune, but you didn't know that we were backing Shantun at the moment's top priority? It was Li Yongjun who gave Xue Xiang an answer.

Xue Zhou patted his head, and suddenly remembered that when he first arrived at Kuaihuopu Commune that day, the leaders of the District Revolutionary Committee happened to have a meeting in Kuaihuopu, and they discussed the matter of clearing wasteland and cultivating fields.

Li Yongjun finished speaking, Xue Xiang was silent for a long time, and raised his eyes to look at Jinniu Mountain. But seeing the rising sun, the lush mountains and forests are bathed in a faint halo, peaceful and quiet, the birds in the forest are flying, the warblers are singing and dancing, a gust of mountain wind blows, and the breath of spring and life are blowing in the face.

But among the people in front of him, which one has the poetry of his Xue Daguan? In the era when you can't eat enough, it's really hell to talk about protecting the environment, embracing green, art and humanities! …,

Xue Xiang didn't know how to persuade everyone, at this time, he couldn't speak with his fists, otherwise, he would really become a reckless man. But from later generations, he has experienced the gray sky and the ubiquitous exhaust gas, and he still cherishes and misses this kind of green mountains and green waters. If he wants to personally order the destruction of this green mountain, no matter what, he can't open it......

"If you burn this mountain, how many fields can be carved out?" Xue Xiang did not answer the rhetorical question.

"If you don't say anything, you have to have six or seven thousand acres, captain, you should know that we have a small number of people in Shantun, one thousand three or four strong laborers, and less than two acres of land per capita, plus most of them are dry land,

The yield is frighteningly low, so we have to work hard for a year, and we still have to owe the commune public grain. It was Han Donglin who answered.

Xue Xiang looked at Han Donglin, who was dressed in a hundred clothes, and continued: "If you burn this mountain to white ground, how much labor will you have to open up the wasteland?" ”

"Captain, our tun'er is not bad for labor, just for the ground! You don't know how to go, in previous years, when other brigades were still busy with work, our tunzi was already idle. Take the moment as an example, it is Xianyue, our tunzi has been locked up by Erdaopo again, and we can't go into the city to engage in side jobs like other brigades, and it's not a way for everyone to be so idle. "This time it was Zhong Yuan, the leader of a small team, a young man in his twenties.

After listening to Han Donglin and Zhong Yuan's words, Xue Xiang suddenly fell silent. He originally thought that everyone lived by the mountain and should have feelings for this mountain, but he never expected that everyone's desire to burn the mountain and make fields was so strong.

"This Jinniu Mountain is more than ten miles long, don't you produce things, the mountain goods and medicinal materials in the mountains are sold by the supply and marketing cooperatives, and it is also a lot of income, it should not be worse than the harvest in the field, why do you have to burn the mountain?" After being silent for a long time, Xue Xiang asked this question that had been held in his heart for a long time.

Initially, Xue Xiang heard that the three evils of backing Shantun were on the way to backing Shantun with Ma Shankui. Ma Shankui seems to have something unspeakable, and Xue Xiangying only heard the "Three Tigers of the Cai Family" and "Lock the Sky Road"

Of these two evils, the last one is only known to be related to Jinniu Mountain.

On the afternoon of the day he came to Gushantun, after seeing off Ma Shankui, he walked around in the tunzi and turned around. Especially the Jinniu Mountain behind the houses of the members, he walked along the foot of the mountain. But seeing that the shrubs at the foot of the mountain are overgrown, the grass is abundant, dense, and the growth is not transparent to the slightest gap, obviously no one has set foot in it for many years.

If that's the case in one or two places, that's it. He walked through the more than 400 households, and the foot of Jinniu Mountain also turned most of the circle, but everywhere is like this, it seems that the members have been stepping on Jinniu Mountain for many years.

Xue Xiang was going to ask the good old man Su Shunmin behind his back, but he didn't know that he hadn't found an opportunity yet, and the cadres who backed the mountain actually asked to burn the mountain.

At that moment, he simply didn't hide it, and asked directly.

Xue Xiang's words fell, and everyone took their breath together, and for a moment, the scene was eerily silent.

Earlier, everyone was agitated and complaining, and they all thought of words, ready to persuade this captain who was strong in force and did not seem to have a good intelligence. Who knows that Xue Xiang actually moved out the taboo of backing the mountain for nearly 20 years, where can everyone answer half a word.

Xue Xiang saw that everyone was solemn, and knew that there must be a hidden secret, and encouraged: "It's okay, who knows the way, just talk about it." We dare to be born not afraid of things, if there is a problem, let's solve the problem, even if it is bizarre, it doesn't matter, seek truth from facts, we will never engage in the set of sinners because of words. After saying that, Xue Xiang swept his eyes one by one, intending to encourage. Who knew that he hadn't finished sweeping the circle, and there were two people who opened at the same time......

"Captain, others don't say it, I said, Lao Tzu has gone to ............ out"...,

"Captain, things are not so evil, I believe it is a false rumor"

The former spoke by Li Yongjun, the deputy captain of the brigade, and the latter who grabbed the talk was Han Donglin, the secretary of the Youth League Committee of the brigade. The speed of the two of them was very fast, and when they opened their mouths, they burst out a long list, and when they reacted, someone grabbed the conversation with them, and they all stopped.

Xue Zhou looked at the two of them with a smile, and at this time, when the sun in the sky happened to move over, the golden halo happened to hit his face, and he smiled slightly, a brilliant one.

At this time, Xue Xiang still couldn't see the intention of Li Yongjun and Han Donglin getting closer. If the two of them were deliberately estranged, they would not take the initiative to confide in the secret that Ma Shankui was so reluctant to say, I am afraid that he would have been like the other deputy captain Tie Yong, and he would simply not show up in front of him.

Xue Xiang guessed correctly, Li Yongjun and Han Donglin were intending to cast peaches. As for saying that the two of them want to be completely close to him Xue someone, that's not enough, it depends on his Xue someone's ability, the first deputy captain Cai Gaoli has accumulated power for many years, and he is not a vegetarian.

It turned out that there were only five members of the management committee of the production brigade of Gushantun, and the old branch secretary and captain died two years ago, and there were only four left, namely the deputy secretary of the village branch, Cai Gaoli, the first deputy captain, Tie Yong, the deputy captain, Li Yongjun, the deputy captain, and Han Donglin, the secretary of the village Youth League Committee.

When the old captain was still alive, there were already faint signs that he couldn't suppress Cai Gaoli. After the death of the old captain, Gushantun completely became the world of the Cai family. Cai Gaoli has his cousin Cai Gaozhi and his brother-in-law Guo Minjia as courage, and his son Cai Guoqing is entangled with a group of village ruffians and social tyrants.

After Cai Gaoli won his will, the remaining three team members, Tie Yong threw himself from the old captain to him as soon as possible: Li Yongjun is a straight man, and he doesn't look down on him, and he doesn't care if he says that the deputy captain doesn't count, so he just doesn't care: As for Han Donglin, he also wants to vote over, but Cai Gaoli doesn't look down on him at all, Tie Yong is a member of the team in charge of the work of the brigade, and he is a member of the Youth League Committee who is purely a seat, so what good does it do?

It is said that of the remaining three team members, one was subdued by Cai Gaoli, and the other two were formed into a soy sauce party by him. Cai Gaoli should be all right, who knows that things are so evil. The old captain has been dead for more than two years, but the club has not mentioned him as the captain for a long time.! ~！