In a word, the chaotic crowd in the courtyard immediately stopped moving, and the old man who had climbed half of the rice pile was clutching the rice stalk, but his body was still sliding down. Chen Ping looked down, and the old man happened to be the same, with a light in his cloudy eyes.

"Let go and stand first." Chen Ping said in a low voice.

"That field ......" the old man was still holding on to the rice crop, and said with difficulty.

"It doesn't matter." Chen Ping understood what the old man meant, "As long as it is a poor household in the village, it has the right to obtain the seventeen acres of land. ”

Hearing Chen Ping say this, the old man let go of his hand, slid down the rice pile, and half-paralyzed on the ground: "I am a poor household." ”

"Yes, I know." Chen Ping nodded, this old man Chen Ping has seen it, Yuan Rizhong has also been to his house, and he is indeed a poor household, "But, here, whether it is a poor household or not, I don't count it alone, I have to let everyone admit it." ”

The crowd shook again, talking in twos and threes, not understanding what Chen Ping meant.

"Seventeen acres of land is given to poor households, right?" Chen Ping stood on the pile of rice and asked, his eyes swept to the villagers below, and when he saw everyone nodding, he continued, "But who is the poor household?" ”

After slowing down, without letting everyone answer, Chen Ping immediately said: "Can it be determined just by relying on the actual account in hand?" It's like Aunt Li's family, the household registered in the register is a middle household, and it has always been, but is the big guy willing to believe it? ”

In the crowd, Chen Ping saw Chen Cripple: "Chen Cripple, do you believe it?" ”

"Aunt Li's family has quite assets, raising chickens and ducks, dozens of acres of fields, restaurants in the county and city, and a two-zhang long fishing boat at home, which is not a middle-class household." Chen Cripple said truthfully, "No one in this village knows that Aunt Li has something to do with Xu Youmao, a county household, and Xu Youmao is in charge of our Baitu Village. ”

"Yes, that's right."

"When I went to the county, I also saw that Xu Youmao entered the restaurant of Aunt Li's house, and Chen Dezhi gave him a few taels of silver."

After Chen Cripple took the lead, the villagers appealed to Aunt Li again, and some people cursed Xu Youmao, but they were hidden in the crowd and couldn't tell whose voice it was.

Chen Ping pressed his hand, very satisfied with the current situation: "Fellow villagers, uncles, and aunts, what you said is right, this family can't be based on the facts, everyone is a villager, and they should love each other and help each other." The land should be given to those who need it most, to the poor who do not have enough to eat. ”

"But how do you determine who is poor and who doesn't have enough to eat?" Chen Ping looked at everyone and asked, "I have the final say?" Or is it up to you? Yes, it doesn't matter if one person says it, if the big guys say yes, that's okay. What is it called? Fair! We can't guarantee that everyone in the village will get a share of the 17 acres of land, but we can at least guarantee that the poor families in the village who need the land to save their lives will get a share of the land. It is now the first month of the year, and in a few months the rice seeds will be sown in the fields, and this year they will be able to harvest the rice, produce new rice, and eat a mouthful of hot rice. ”

The courtyard was mixed with snow and water, and the villagers stood in it, listening like this, whispering at first, but nodding incessantly in the back.

"That's the truth, they are all villagers, and those fields should be distributed to poor households."

"Well, the people of a village, all surnamed Chen, should support each other. is still thoughtful and thoughtful by Chen Xiaoyi, who is really benevolent. ”

"Tell me, then, how do you determine this poor household? I said that I am a poor household, so can I give my family a few acres of land? Someone shouted, it is indeed a poor household in the village, but it is a little stronger than Zhou Niang and others, and this person also wants the field.

How to divide the seventeen acres of land, Chen Ping also came up with it when Xin Zide proposed to let Chen Yuanliang distribute it to the poor households, and Chen Ping didn't want to miss such an opportunity. Legal compliance can not only bring benefits to the villagers, but also quietly sow a seed, which is really a matter of killing one stone.

"Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival, and tomorrow at noon in the open space east of the village." Chen Ping paused, hesitated for a moment, and then waved his hand violently and threw out two words, "Vote!" ”

"Vote?"

"What does this mean? I've never heard of it before, what is a ticket, is it to make the big guy invest money? ”

"I don't know, listen to him, Chen Ping is benevolent, and he won't earn the villagers' money like Aunt Li's family."

After discussing it for a while, Chen Ping continued to explain, and his voice trembled a little: "Cheng Ding who has reached the age of twenty-one in the village, whether it is a man or a woman, whether on marriage leave or not, has the right to vote. As for this vote, it means that you will be asked to elect people, and you will choose those whom you consider to be poor...... Whoever wants the field, you can sign up, the so-called registration is to register your name with me, so that others can vote for you, this age is not limited, even a three-year-old child, you can also sign up...... Of course, if the most people think that the selected poor households can still have enough to eat, and they are not considered poor households, they can put forward their opinions, and finally Chen Yuanliang will decide. ”

Saying what he had in mind, Chen Ping's heart beat hard, and he sat down directly regardless of the snow stains on the rice pile. The icy chill soaked through the robe and pierced the skin, but Chen Ping was unconscious.

Since he didn't immediately divide the seventeen acres of land and hand it over to Chen Yuanliang to dispose of, he should have wanted to get the attention of the envoy. Of course, it's more likely that he wants to sell favors to me, the purpose, because he wants me to say a few good words to Laihu'er. Chen Ping combed through the veins, looking for the horse's feet that might be exposed, or the possibility of causing backlash, "In that case, it will be fine to divide the fields." Besides, it is impossible for him not to know about my relationship with Chen Yuanliang, so it doesn't matter what way to divide the field. ”

"Voting ......" muttering these two words, Chen Ping clenched the rice stalk in his hand, and looked at the villagers who gradually dispersed below, some people still had doubts on their faces, this form, they should have encountered it for the first time, "Tomorrow, after tomorrow, it will not be the first time, and there will be more in the future, you will eventually get used to it, after all, this is your own choice." ”

The Lantern Festival is tomorrow, but Chen Ping's family ate coke rings at night, fried round noodles with filling, which tasted good. The Lantern Festival of later generations evolved from Jiaoquan'er, which was not fried, and was boiled to be the Lantern Festival.

The bamboo lantern is woven, the outside is pasted with a layer of jute paper, and a candle is lit in the middle of the inside, and the yellow candlelight is printed on the jute paper and then revealed, and the lantern is covered with a layer of warm color, which is particularly conspicuous in the black.

Chen An and Xiao Niang frolicked in the courtyard with lanterns.

"Come, little lady, brother will take you to play with Sister Xiaoya." Chen Ping waved at Chen Zhen, who was running, and pulled the little lady who ran over out of the yard.

Chen An followed behind, shaking the lantern in his hand incessantly.

"Brother, I'm going to find Chen Wang and show him the lantern." Chen An suddenly said to Chen Ping.

"Don't go today, be careful that Aunt Li burns your lantern, she is angry, isn't it blocking you by carrying the lantern to let her see?" Chen Ping shook his head.