Section 8 Thorn Liao (5)
"It's your business," Liu Hu snorted angrily and walked up to Xia Yanglin, pointed at Xia Yanglin and said, "If you don't want to pay, you can not rent, or you can not borrow, no one has forced anyone." ”
"You ,...。" Xia Yanglin clenched his fists in anger, and the bull's temper came up: "Lao Tzu won't pay it, what do you want." ”
"Lao Tzu won't plant it for you, what can you do with me."
"If there is no way, Lao Tzu will plant and pay the rent."
………… The two men stared at each other in the living room, like two aggressive roosters, and neither let anyone.
"Master Liu, the peasant association is the farmers' own organization, and it is also agreed by the national political axe." Peng Fentian didn't care about Xia Yanglin and Liu Hu, but said directly to Liu Zhenen: "Villagers should pay rent for planting your land, and interest should be paid on the money borrowed from you." However, the rent and interest should also be reasonable. ”
"What's a reasonable law?" Liu Zhenen asked coldly, and Liu Hu shouted: "Abba, don't give them nonsense." Let them roll. ”
"Shut up, you know all day long that you can fight and kill, useless things." Liu Zhenen scolded, Liu Hu was unconvinced and shouted, Liu Zhenen's face changed, and he snorted coldly, Liu Hu didn't dare to open his mouth again, and retreated behind Liu Zhenen angrily.
"The rent is paid 20%, and the annual interest is not more than 10% and a half."
"Haha," Liu Zhenen looked up to the sky and laughed, a wisp of long hair shaking in laughter: "This is your people's livelihood?" If the old man doesn't agree, isn't it time for Chief Zhuang to do it? ”
"How can that?" Zhuang Jihua put down the teacup and said with a smile: "Our department just happened to meet today, passing by your place, and came in to ask for a cup of tea." Yun Fei, go and call Company Commander Liu and them in. ”
"Yes." Song Yunfei turned around and went out, Liu Hu waved his hand and shouted at Zhuang Jihua: "Why do you want you Qiu Ba to come in and scare anyone." ”
Liu Zhenen slapped his hands on the table: "Shut up, Uncle Wu, go and open the door." Tell the head of the sect to disperse. ”
"Good, calm down, immobile as a mountain, worthy of the bearing of the predecessors; Young man, you have to learn more from your father, and you can't prevent anything from that door. Zhuang Jihua smiled indifferently, and by the way, he helped Old Man Liu teach his son a lesson.
"You....," Liu Hu was stunned.
"Did you hear that, Chief Zhuang is a knowledgeable person." Old Man Liu said lightly, knowing that Zhuang Jihua saw through his intentions.
Soon Liu Kan and others came in, and Liu Zhenen said lightly: "Please sit down and serve tea to a few chiefs." ”
A few Yahuan brought chairs, Liu Kan and the others looked at Zhuang Jihua, and when they saw Zhuang Jihua nodding, they sat on the chair and took the tea served by Yahuan.
"Okay, everyone is here, Mr. Zhuang has something to say." Liu Zhenen said lightly.
"Okay, thanks to the seniors." Zhuang Jihua was not polite, stood up and walked to the middle of the living room: "It stands to reason that we soldiers should not talk too much about the things between the main tenants, but the army is also composed of people, and most of the soldiers are converted from peasants. ”
Zhuang Jihua put his hands behind his back, turned around and glanced at the people in the hall, and continued: "Now one acre of good land has an annual output of 400 to 500 catties of grain, and the poor one has an annual output of 200-300 catties. So how many catties of grain does a person eat in a year? The soldier had to eat a pound and a half of rice a day, but how much did the peasant eat a day? According to the lowest calculation, they also have to eat half a catty every day, how much does it cost in a year? More than 180 pounds, remember that this is a person's weight, plus their family, how much? Add to that the rest, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, clothing, and children going to school, how much food do they need at least a year to meet their minimum living needs? ”
Liu Zhenen didn't expect Zhuang Jihua to say this, but although he was surprised, he didn't act rashly, he wanted to hear what Zhuang Jihua had to say.
"Seventy percent of the rent is harvested, plus usury, the peasants are busy for a year, and the result? I heard the ballad, 'The farmer has harvested grain, but there is no grain in his house, and his house is full of soil'. For the sake of being rich or not, maybe Minister Liu doesn't approve of me talking about you, you want to say that you usually build bridges and pave roads, and set up porridge sheds or something in famine years, in fact, it's a gadget, I want to plunder 10,000 yuan, and then take out 50 yuan to do the so-called good deeds, I am also willing. ”
"Hmph, is that going to learn [***], is that still Sanming cooking?" Liu Zhenen said mockingly.
"Who said that we should learn [***], I am a member of the Kuomintang and a believer in Sanming Cooking." Xia Yang Lin Du Liu Zhenen shouted dissatisfiedly, Zhuang Jihua turned to look, he didn't expect that this young man who was running a peasant association with Peng Fentian was actually a member of the Kuomintang.
Xia Yanglin saw Zhuang Jihua looking at him in some surprise, so he explained: "I am not a member of the [***], I am a member of the Kuomintang, and I am also a member of the Sun Wenism Society of the school. ”
Xia Yanglin did not dare to go back to the paddy field market to do such an investigation, he was afraid that his father would lock him up again. If you want to be locked up again, it's hard to get out.
"Okay, you're doing the right thing." Zhuang Jihua couldn't help but be overjoyed, it seems that Sun Xue's call is still effective, and there are really young people who go to the countryside to investigate.
Of course, that is not right, and it is impossible to completely eliminate exploitation; However, while I am not against exploitation, I am against cruel exploitation. Zhuang Jihua turned around and said to Liu Zhenen: "Reasonable exploitation can be tolerated, but cruel exploitation has caused sharp social contradictions and intensified antagonism between the rich and the poor. ”
"Then how do you determine cruel exploitation?" Liu Zhenen asked calmly.
"Let's take an analogy, Liu Lao's predecessors have a dyeing workshop, and there is a cloth village in the county, generally to the cloth factory to purchase, the factory will leave some profits for the merchants, and the general distributor will also leave some profits for the retailers, do you say so? In fact, the society is also like this, shouldn't the owner leave some profits for the tenants? ”
"Chief Zhuang's reasons are so strange," Liu Zhenen said, "the old man has never heard of it; Please also ask Chief Zhuang to explain. ”
"Quite simply, brutal exploitation is like a factory that keeps all its profits for itself, and as a result, his goods cannot be sold; The cruel exploitation of the landlords is to collect as much land rent as possible, and the result is that the peasants cannot survive, and the officials force the people to rebel. In fact, it has been like this in all dynasties, it is better to starve to death than to kill, and when cornered, they take risks and find a way to survive among swords and guns. Those historians put the blame on the emperor, thinking that the emperor was unscrupulous, but what about the landlords? Aren't they accomplices? Zhuang Jihua said with emotion.
"Maybe you want to say that there is still the army, but have you thought about it, the army is not your family, it is impossible to stay in your house all the time, let's see, how many people came outside today, so many people want to rush in, want to kill you, want to rob your property, aren't you afraid? Do you still dare to step out of this house? In Zhuang Jihua's gloomy voice, Liu Hu shivered: "We happened to pass by today, which can be regarded as protecting you, what about after we leave?" Instead of this, it is better to reduce rent and interest now, and everyone is safe. ”
Liu Zhenen looked at Liu Hu and sighed, stood up and said, "Rent reduction and interest reduction, it's okay!" Isn't it just money! But this peasant association must be led by an old man. ”
"Abba!" Liu Hu shouted. Liu Zhenen ignored him.
Zhuang Jihua didn't speak, he returned to his position, Peng Fentian stood up and said: "The leaders of the peasant union are not decided by anyone, they are elected by the peasants, and we cannot make decisions on behalf of the peasants. ”
"No," Liu Zhenen's cane knocked heavily on the ground: "The old man can't spend money to buy it for others." ”
"Mr. Liu, why are you unreasonable? There are rules for the election of the leaders of the peasant associations. Gong Xiuhua Yang Sheng accused, "Hehe, strange talk, you broke into my house, wanted to reduce my rent, reduce my interest, and said that I was unreasonable." Liu Zhenen laughed angrily.
"Rent reduction and interest reduction are the reasonable demands of farmers." Peng Fentian said, "This is also a reasonable request of mine, my money does not fall from the sky, it is also earned by a grain, I also want to join the peasant association, and I also want to be the leader of the peasant association." Liu Zhenen insisted without backing down.
"Brother Peng, listen to me." Of course, Zhuang Jihua will not let the negotiations break down: "I thought Old Man Liu's request was reasonable. ”
"Zhuang Wenge, what did you say?" Gong Xiuhua exclaimed, she was surprised: "I didn't expect you to be this kind of person." ”
"I think it's okay," Xia Yanglin stood up in support of Zhuang Jihua: "Mr. Liu should also be regarded as a farmer, but he is just a farmer with more land." ”
"The Cultural Revolution, this is a matter of principle, there is no room for discussion." Peng Fentian had a resolute attitude, and it was the party's decision not to absorb the old wealth of the landlords into the peasant association.
Zhuang Jihua shook his head: "Brother Peng, everything is negotiable, and there is nothing that cannot be discussed." There is a saying, I don't know if Brother Peng has heard of it, politics is an art of compromise. ”
"That's politics, we're taking the burden off the peasants. You have to be clear. Gong Xiuhua said dissatisfiedly that he was very angry at Zhuang Jihua's betrayal.
"That's politics. Brother Peng, do you say yes? Zhuang Jihua was unmoved, and Peng Fentian did not argue, so he acquiesced: "I thought that senior Liu could join the peasant association, but whether senior Liu could become the leader of the peasant association or not still had to be elected." ”
"No, during the Cultural Revolution, landlords can't join peasant associations." Peng Fentian said resolutely.
"Why?" Zhuang Jihua was a little surprised, and then asked, "Is it a regulation of the peasant association in this regard?" ”
"There is no such rule." Xia Yanglin interjected.
"That means your party has this rule?" Zhuang Jihua asked, and Peng Fentian nodded slowly.
"Then, this is the unreasonableness of your party's regulations." Zhuang Jihua said unequivocally.
"What do you say? You are against [***], against the Prime Minister's three major policies! Gong Xiuhua also stood up and accused Zhuang Jihua of saying that she now regretted letting Zhuang Jihua come, and knew that she should invite Jiang Xianyun to come.
"This hat is too big, Gong-san, I can't wear it." Zhuang Jihua couldn't cry or laugh, how can people in this era like to be extreme: "No one is a sage, it is impossible not to make mistakes." Moreover, the peasant associations also worked under the leadership of the peasant department of the Kuomintang, and our party did not say that landlords were not allowed to join the unions. ”
"This..."Gong Xiuhua was stunned for a moment, all along, the peasant associations were run by [***], and they all ignored that the nominal leader of the peasant associations was the Kuomintang. Moreover, most of the Kuomintang members did not realize this, and they always thought that the Kuomintang was a layman in carrying out the peasant movement, and they generously handed over this power to [***].
(To be continued)