Li Ruifeng and his party were arranged to the remote Shangdaoyan, and several people were arranged to take care of them, but in reality they were under surveillance.

I secretly met with Xiao Bench that night, and Xiao Bench's introduction confirmed the authenticity of Li Ruifeng's words.

Early the next morning, there was a regular meeting of the key staff every day, and everyone chatted about their work.

"I went to Feng Laoliu's house in Wayaogou one day, and I was so rude. He just refused to agree and kept pushing the mill for me. I was so angry that I said that when we conquer the world in two days, I won't give him any land."

"I think we've done it in the past few days as long as we can. If there is another one, even if you kneel down and beg, he won't come."

"Some of the villages where we joined the group produced grain, and some produced nothing. The villages that produced grain became uneasy. They asked why some villages did not produce grain, while their village produced grain."

There were all kinds of questions, and Xia Ping couldn't write them down quickly with a brush. He only remembered a few points, and some even just drew symbols that he could understand.

As usual, after everyone had finished talking about the issues, it was time for Xia Ping to summarize the arrangements.

"The food problem won't last long. I also know that there is no harvest now, and it will take nearly two months for the wheat to be harvested. As long as the wheat is harvested, everything will be solved.

"Now some villages are doing better, and some are really annoyed. If every village is asked to share equally, some villages really can't get it. It would be unfair to ask for it, but it will affect unity.

"The only way is to borrow food from good villages, and the security team writes IOUs. We must let everyone understand that the security team is here to serve everyone. If the security team is not good and Yang Yi'an calls, it will be everyone who suffers. You need to publicize more. Let everyone understand this truth.

"As for repaying the money, you don't need to worry. Once the summer and autumn crops are harvested, we will collect the rent of the Yang family and the Deng family. We still can't come up with the money and food to pay back?"

Xia Ping is so poor now that he can only draw the cake first.

"As for attracting people to join the gang, everyone was very active and ran here and there from morning to night. Uncle Liu's legs were not very good and he still wore out his straw sandals. In just a few days, thirteen villages formed an alliance. There are also many retail investors who have joined in, and you are indispensable.

What I want to say now is that we must pay attention to the methods and methods in our work. We must grasp the basic policy of "serving the people". They may not join us, but we must understand their concerns, we must care for them, and we must not Why don't we help them solve their problems? Because the purpose of our Renyi Club is to make everyone live a good life."

Uncle Liu, who had difficulty with his legs and feet, asked: "Then what I said about Feng Xianfa was wrong?"

"What do you think?"

Uncle Liu scratched his head in embarrassment: "There is something wrong with me."

There were snickers of laughter at the meeting.

Uncle Liu is the head of Xiadaoyan Village and has a slight lame leg. His son Liu Shanggang was forced to flee his hometown because he and Zhou Kaishan's son fished for dark wood together.

He is also the backbone of Renyi Society and a staunch supporter of Xia Ping.

After the meeting, the key staff left according to their work arrangements. Xia Ping went to the kitchen, took a corn mold and a few sweet potatoes and headed up the weir.

Not far away, he suddenly wanted to go to Wayaogou to see Feng Laoliu. In the analysis meeting a few days ago, he thought that Feng Laoliu would join the alliance. After all, he was a farmhand and his family was very poor. But he did not join the alliance. He must have his own ideas, and his ideas may be universal.

To get to Wayaogou, it was just a detour, which would have little impact. Thinking of this, Xia Ping took a side road and headed towards Wayaogou.

Feng Laoliu, whose name was Feng Xianfa, wanted to have a child, but he unexpectedly gave birth to three daughters.

He originally gave birth to two sons, but they died shortly after birth.

When Xia Ping found him, his family was plowing the fields.

It looked like they were all guilty. Feng Laoliu was holding the plow in the back, and a woman in her thirties was in the middle. Two girls, one fourteen or fifteen years old, and one eleven or twelve years old, were pulling the plow with all their strength on both sides. There was a five or six-year-old daughter wearing a tattered sack and sitting by the field.

The women and girls were unkempt and their tattered clothes were splashed with mud and could not completely cover the women's private parts. However, even so, a piece of linen was put on their shoulders to protect the tattered clothes.

Perhaps this patched fig leaf is also their last piece of clothing.

When Xia Ping saw this, he quickly took off his clothes and jumped into the field shirtless.

Seeing someone coming, the women turned their backs, ashamed of their disheveled clothes.

"Mr. Xia, why are you here? Come up quickly, come up quickly." Feng Laoliu urged Xia Ping eagerly.

"Look how tired my sister-in-law and two younger sisters are. Let them rest for a while. I'll do it." He is a farmer with strong muscles and bones.

After saying this, Xia Ping walked towards the woman and wanted to take the woman's rope noose.

The woman was indeed very tired and looked at Feng Laoliu eagerly.

Feng Laoliu sighed and said timidly: "Sir, I don't want to join the alliance."

Xia Ping smiled and said: "If you don't join the alliance, you won't join the alliance. What's the big deal? I passed here today, not to persuade you to join the alliance. Don't worry, Brother Feng, I won't say a word to let you join the alliance."

Feng Laoliu's expression relaxed slightly. Xia Ping took the rope and put it on his shoulder. Sister Feng turned sideways and handed the linen cloth over with a blushing face, and whispered:

"Sir, put the linen cloth over your shoulders so as not to fray the skin."

"Okay, thank you."

Sister Feng blushed all the way to her neck.

With Xia Ping pulling the plow, the progress was much faster. When Xia Ping was tired, Feng Laoliu taught Xia Ping to pull the plow. He came to pull the plow, and the two chatted while plowing.

"Brother Feng, all the land you farm is Deng Shoulu's family land, right?"

"Well, yes."

"Then what's the harvest?"

"The total amount of summer and autumn grains per mu is six to seven hundred kilograms. This can only be achieved if God's way is good. It is hard to say if God's way is bad."

"Your family cultivates three acres of land, which only produces two thousand kilograms of grain. How much can you pay for rent and donations?"

In fact, Xia Ping knew the harvest, but he had to guide Feng Laoliu step by step.

"The ground rent is 50%, plus taxes and donations. A total of 70% is given to the owner."

"To put it into perspective, your family still has 700 kilograms of food rations. Five people only have 700 kilograms of food a year. It's not enough to eat this food for a whole year. Isn't it that you always have to buy salt? What if there is someone? Do you need to see a doctor if you have a headache or a fever? You see, a girl is so old, she must have clothes to cover her body, right? Where does the money come from? If there is another servant assigned to you, which field should you choose? You have to pay for the difference, right? Where does the money come from? If you borrow money, the interest will kill you. At that time, what else can you do except selling your daughter?"

Feng Laoliu was speechless, holding on to the plow and carrying his wife and daughter on the edge of the field, he sobbed silently, tears streaming down his face.

He was so tired that he almost collapsed.

As a husband and father in this life, he felt sorry for them. They had not worn a new piece of clothing or eaten a piece of meat throughout the year.

We only have a bowl of white rice during the Chinese New Year, and the rest of the food is taken to the Yi family and replaced with sweet potatoes and potatoes, so we still don’t have enough to eat.

Once, I took my young daughter to the market. I didn't notice that my daughter ran to the cooked meat at the meat stall and screamed, "Whoa, whoa, whoa!" When the child left, the ignorant child's eyes dropped to his flesh, and he refused to leave and cried loudly.

That day, he beat the child. When the child cried, he cried too.

His daughters are very obedient and sensible. He knows that they are afraid of being sold and will chew grass even if they are hungry.
Chapter completed!