As a native of Beizhili, in the eyes of the stall owner, the imperial court is still an incomparably powerful existence. [No pop-up]: 3w.し

However, like this stall owner's point of view, Hubei locals will not agree. After all, they all saw with their own eyes how the Baath Party forces destroyed the local Ming Dynasty regime, captured the local government and army, and easily wiped out all the mountain kings in the region as if they were playing.

Even the ordinary workers on the farms received military training from the Baath Party, and many of them participated in the local anti-bandit support work (mainly carrying supplies and escorting prisoners). They have all seen with their own eyes how many homeless people who were originally the same as themselves were able to fight well after becoming soldiers of the Renaissance Army, and how they beat the officials and soldiers and bandit kings who were very terrifying in their eyes in the past.

Of course, Wang Shuhui would not talk to this stall owner about such a thing. Locals must have told him something like that. It's just that under the influence of stereotypes, this small boss in the field doesn't believe it at all.

So Wang Shuhui listened to the words of the little boss and nodded perfunctorily.

He said to the little boss:

"The boss came out of Wuchang to this place, why can't the business be good? I've heard that according to the rules of the Ba'ath Party, as long as the trade on this farm is aimed at locals, it is generally easy to get cheap supplies. ”

The little boss sighed and said to Wang Shuhui:

"The guest officer's words are insightful. I came to the farm because it was so cheap. But guess what? I thought that the Baath Party would be strict enough in the city, but when I got to the farm, I realized that it was where it was. It's stricter on this farm! ”

"There are still a lot of people in the city who don't work in the Ba'ath Party's so-called 'units' business. Those who don't have to eat in the unit can still frequent small businesses like ours. And even if there are many people in the city who go to work in the Baath Party's 'units', Wuchang is a dock after all. There are also many people like you who come to Wuchang to do business. I can do their business too, no. ”

Sighing again, the little boss continued:

"When I arrived at this farm, I learned that all the men, women, and children in this farm, old and young, their food, drink, Lazar, food, clothing, and housing were all covered by the farm. Farm workers are paid a lot of money, but they also have to have the opportunity to spend it. ”

"Good fellow, this farm worker is busier than the workers in the Ba'ath factory in the city. In addition to work, they were trained from morning to night by the Baath leaders on the farm. It's hard to wait until the rest day, and I'm going to fuck out a big fuck and do some kind of field training. I looked tired and panicked, do you say that the workers of this farm still have the effort to spend money in a place like ours? ”

"Seriously, if it weren't for the cheap food here, I would have been able to do business for the students of the school more or less, and I would have gone back to Wuchang as soon as the fuck."

The magic of cigarettes is great. Speaking of which, in the last years of the Ming Dynasty, the popularity of tobacco was far less serious than after the emergence of the Baath Party. Now, because of the emergence of the Ba'ath Party, especially because of the modern marketing of cigarettes by the Ba'ath Party, the whole of China, from south to north, is full of people smoking cigarettes of various grades, whether under the Ba'ath Party or under the Ming Dynasty.

After talking to the small boss of the chaos stall for a while, Wang Shuhui habitually took out cigarettes to distribute.

How else to say that the heads of people who do business turn fast. found that Wang Shuhui took out a whiteboard cigarette box without signs and patterns, and found that the cigarette filter handed over by Wang Shuhui was much longer than ordinary cigarettes.

Wang Shuhui was thinking about things in his head, so he didn't pay special attention to the expression of this little boss, he smoked a cigarette and asked:

"So the Baath Party is a little too strict. The boss has been here for a while, and the local businessmen don't have locals? ”

"The guest officer's question is strange, how can I, a chaos seller, know these things?"

Hearing this, Wang Shuhui turned his head and carefully observed the expression of the little boss, and found that he was obviously restrained, and his eyes were aimed at several guard soldiers, Wang Shuhui sighed regretfully in his heart, and ate the potato cubes that had been soaked for a while.

As soon as I took a few bites, the farm's loudspeaker suddenly sounded. I only heard a person with a Shaanxi accent shouting from the loudspeaker: "The criticism meeting about Wei Laosan is about to be held!" Gather at the training ground immediately! Assemble at the training ground immediately!"

The form of struggle is entirely aimed at dealing with the contradictions between the enemy and ourselves and is aimed at the class enemy. Zhuhu Farm was built three years ago. Land reform has been completed throughout Hubei. The landlords and feudal bureaucrats in Hubei were almost dead in the labor camps. What kind of criticism club is Zhuhu Farm opening now?

Thinking of this problem, Wang Shuhui stopped eating. After he paid everyone's food money, he went to the training ground of Zhuhu Farm with the little boss who was anxious to clean up the stall.

Because the station was very close to the wooden platform, Wang Shuhui could see what kind of person Wei Laosan was. The man, who looked to be in his early thirties, was dragged and dragged onto a wooden platform by the farm's public security soldiers. A woman beside him led a seven or eight-year-old child who was crying with snot and tried to pull him over.

However, it was obvious that although the public security soldiers did not mean to target the woman, a female comrade wearing a public security uniform immediately took her and the child away.

The cadres in charge of presiding over the work have a very loud voice. He shouted with an iron horn that shook Wang Shuhui's ears a little.

"Wei Laosan confronted the Central Committee and dragged his children home from school to work again and again, this is against the party! Against the government! I don't want the common people to learn knowledge and culture, and no longer be blind and reactionary! ”

"Wei Laosan himself does not learn culture, and he does not allow his mother-in-law and aunt, and his daughters are not allowed to study culture, his head is full of feudal thoughts, and he is bent on holding the dead man's legs of feudalism, wanting to make us poor brothers blind for 10,000 years, and will always be oppressed and fooled by the landlords and old wealth who can read and culture. Everyone said, whether we should criticize him, whether we should fight him! ”

The scene was quite awkward. Only some young people who didn't know if it was a pre-arranged childcare arrangement from the farm, echoed a few times. Most of the farm workers are indifferent.

The small boss of the chaos stall beside Wang Shuhui muttered in a low voice:

"I don't know what this feudalism is all about? Anyway, if you don't listen to the Baath Party, you are feudalism and reactionary. If your children don't work at home, your parents can't take care of it! It's a bit too much. ”

The little boss's words resonated a lot in the crowd.

Wang Shuhui obviously saw that many farm workers of some age nodded slightly when they heard his words