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Chapter 97 The second bullet of reporting the war

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Guo Minjia suppressed his anger and stood up to help Cai Gaozhi up and pressed him back to his seat: "What I said is just if, why bother panic? Besides, even if the person named Xue handed over the account book, I still have a way to deal with it if I do."

When Cai Gaoli and the other two heard that Guo Min's family had a way to deal with it, they felt a little relieved and stared at Guo Min's family together, waiting for the following text.

Seeing that the three of them were attentive, Guo Min's family stopped talking nonsense and continued: "Only having an account book cannot form a chain of evidence. We can say that the account book is forged and recorded in a blind way, but it can be happily stored in the commune's warehouse. That is really something that cannot be hidden..."

"Director, what do you mean is that we will make up for the deficit grain? No, not only our village has lost money, but the villages in the entire commune have been over-collected. If you want to make up, you will get nearly 3,000 tons of grain. If you find it, you will not be able to pile up this warehouse. Can't you expand the warehouse?" Cai Gaozhi interrupted again without learning the lesson.

Cai Gaozhi laughed when he heard this. He could think of the stupid tricks to replenish food. That would be a disguised admission of the deficit. Besides, when people checked the accounts, they wouldn't even pile up food here. Wouldn't they tell themselves?

As soon as he thought of this, Cai Gaozhi smiled and said, "Fifth brother, there is no need to make up for it. You can't just write as much as you write in the account book of Tie. This is too real. I think I'll fill in the loss this year and I don't recognize anything from previous years."

Cai Gaoli was about to tell the difference, but Guo Minjia waved: "What kind of supplement is there? There is no deficit at all."

Cai Gaoli and the other two heard it inexplicably, and Guo Minjia whispered: "On the Lantern Festival, the warehouse caught fire..."

"This Lantern Festival is not here yet? A fire broke out? This, Director Guo is going to destroy the warehouse and destroy the traces!"

The father and son of the Cai family and Cai Gaozhi were completely shocked at this moment. Even if the three of them wanted to break their heads, they would not dare to set fire. How brave is this!

"What, are you scared?"

Guo Min's face turned cold and he looked at the three of them sinisterly.

"No, we know that the director is for our own good, not to mention that it is just a matter of setting fire, so what's there to be afraid of?" Cai Gaozhi quickly expressed his opinion. He knew that Guo Min's family was a dignified county director even said such secrets. If he dared to retreat, he would definitely not have a good end in the first place. Moreover, he was not like Cai Gaoli and his son and Guo Min's family, and he would have in-laws. Naturally, he would be more alert.

"Uncle, it's okay to set fire, but there are still 3,000 tons of grain in the warehouse. It's a pity to burn it. Why don't we get the grain out first, fill it with straw and then burn it."

"Little bastard, do you have the right amount to interrupt when you speak? The elm head, are the same as the straw burned and the food burned?"

Cai Guoqing glanced at his old man and asked without responding, "What should Wu Xiucai do? This kid stays in the warehouse all day in winter. He has to find a way to trick him out before he can start."

Guo Minjia smiled and said, "What a trick? Isn't it just that he accidentally knocked over the candle and lost his energy?"

"Then Wu Xiucai..."

“Of course….”

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Geng Fulin pushed open the door of the study and rushed in and snatched: "Xue... Brother, good news, Xiao Ma just sent it here. The People's Daily and Xinhua Daily were published this evening. The whole page was yours, and it was almost a mess." Geng Fulin said with the word "Xue" and suddenly remembered Xue Xiang's identity as a fugitive at this time, and immediately lowered his voice.

Xue Xiangzheng leaned on the desk and wrote quickly. When he heard Geng Fulin's voice, he turned his head and said, "It's not that he's a quarrel, but that he's a quarrel, that's a silence."

Geng Fulin smiled embarrassedly. He did gild Xue Xiang’s face before.

Thinking about it, the newspapers that are published at this moment must have strictly controlled the quality, and the guns must have been pointed at the fugitive Xue.

Geng Fulin handed over the newspaper and said that Xue Xiang would take a look slowly. He would prepare supper. The little white tiger was playing with a lump of wool under the desk lamp on the desk. It seemed to smell the smell of meat in the kitchen. It squirted and followed it out with the lump of wool, just leaving Xue Xiangjing to read the newspaper.

".... Dividing the land and working alone means fundamentally denying the socialist system, and it is by no means a counter-revolutionary. As the fugitive Xue argued in the Confession, it only changed the mode of production. This is the sophistry of the fugitive Xue, and it is also the best proof that he does not read books, does not read newspapers, is ignorant, but is easy to talk about theory. Marx has long pointed out that productivity acts as a production relationship, and production relations reacts to productivity, and production relations refer to the relationship formed by people in production. Dividing the land and working alone is undoubtedly the most backward and primitive production relationship, the slave society and feudal society for more than 5,000 years have undoubtedly made the best footnotes for the failure of this primitive and backward production relationship..."

"……………mzx taught us that we must persist if the enemy opposes, and we must oppose if the enemy insists. The counter-revolutionary Xue, who holds the thigh of capitalism, never repents, makes trouble in Kuangshantun, acts as a mighty man, and even sets up sweatshops to brutally exploit the surplus value of the vast majority of members. This is the case..."

“……………mzx taught us that we would rather have the grass of socialism than the treasure of capitalism, and that the vast majority of proletarian brothers and sisters should recognize the ugly face of the counter-revolutionary Xue…….”

Xue Xiangcao browsed several articles, all of which were great words, glorious theories, full of slogans and empty theories. None of them could use Marxism-Leninist theories and economics to analyze what he did in Koshantun.

Xue Xiangzheng was bored when he saw it, Geng Fulin knocked on the door and said that supper was ready.

After dinner, Xue Xiang called Songzhuzhai again, and this time, he presented the second manuscript he had just written, "My Socialism and MZD View of Thoughts".

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"….The greatest advantage of socialism to capitalism lies in the ability to liberate productivity, develop productivity, and concentrate on major tasks.... I think that dividing land to households is just a change in the specific production mode, not the key to distinguishing capital and society, because from the perspective of the ownership of means of production, the land still belongs to collective ownership and the state, and cannot deny its socialist nature...."

"……… It’s like cooking a chicken, stewed, stir-fried, steamed, and cooked. It doesn’t matter how you make it. After all, the chicken ended up falling into the mouths of the people. Dividing the fields to the households is like I chose a cooking method that can make the chicken taste the most delicious, so that the people can eat more deliciously... I led all members, not only did they cause trouble to the country, but also did not bother the organization, but produced more food in one year than in the past ten years, which not only enriched the members, but also made greater contributions to supporting the construction of the country..."

"…...I think that the best quality of mzd thought is to seek truth from facts, start from reality, and integrate theory with practice. mzd thought is a science of continuous progress and development, and should not be blindly dogmatic... In the end, I believe that under the premise of adhering to the basic socialist system, the standard for measuring right and wrong should be: whether it is conducive to the development of socialist productive forces, whether it is conducive to the enhancement of the comprehensive national strength of the socialist country, and whether it is conducive to the improvement of the living standards of the people in the socialist country."

"It's over?"

In the lobby of Songzhuzhai, the old man closed his eyes and lay on the wisteria chair. He waited for Lao Wang to stop his mouth for a long time before he spoke.

"It's over!" Lao Wang responded, his face full of joy.

What Lao Wang had just read was the "My View of Socialism and M-Zedong Thought" written by Xue Xiang. Lao Wang never expected that Xue Xiang's theoretical knowledge was so solid, with clear arguments, sufficient arguments, clear orders, facts and examples. It was simply a perfect paper. Compared with the first almost self-proclaimed book of Confessions, it was a little better. Even Lao Wang, the old secretary who had an old pen, read it, and it was like a river, and it was full of momentum. When he reached a flat place, he suddenly had strange peaks and turned around. It was really a good article.

Mr. An opened his turbid eyes and smiled and said, "I think the bad guy is imitating Dongshi, and he is addicted to it. First, the article "Confession" is to imitate the revolutionary martyr Comrade Chen Ran. Now, he has been under the banner of Mr. Li Dazhao's "My View of Marxism". To name the article, he has to bring two sages. This is a different way to express his grievances to us and protest. I think one thing about the "Xinhua Daily" tonight is right. This kid is just ignorant and slick."

The old man said the eyebrows were trembling. Although it was criticism, no one could hear the joy in it.

Zuo Qiuming bowed and said, "Dad, I want me to say that Xiao Xue is really not simple. She is young and has first-class literary talent and courage. She may have unlimited achievements in the future."

Mr. An frowned and snorted, "I'm just saying this is a good thing. How worth a boy is just showing off his pen and doing some fun?"

Chen Dao, who was sitting at Zuoqiu Ming's head, thought to himself that this elder brother-in-law had no restraint and could only know some things. He took them out and said, "I'll be over!"

An Zaijiang said: "Dad, Xiao Xue called, it's not like he called me to register the article again. Today, Director Yun went to his second brother's office in person and greeted him..."

An Zaihai wanted to escape the moment the electric bell rang, but the door was closed. He really didn't want to follow Xue Xianghu with all his wealth. He read the newspaper tonight. There were guns and bullets and cold arrows flying knives. He never wanted to show off again, for fear that he would be shot to pieces as soon as he showed up.

An Zaijiang saw An Zaihai’s bitter face and plucked up the courage to speak for him.

Mr. An ignored An Zaijiang and said in a deep voice: "Second, what do you think?"

When An Zaihai heard this, his face became even more bitter. The old man was obviously forcing the palace to rush the duck to put it on the shelves. "Dad, I admit that this article is well written, but I tell you the truth. Sun Ming was suspended yesterday because of the article by Xiaozi Xue." Sun Ming was promoted by An Zaihai and was the editor-in-chief of Yangming Daily.

"What do you mean is not okay?" The old man didn't raise his eyelids.

The old man's tone made An Zaihai feel lost: "It's not that it can't be done, it's just..."

"It's just something! There's no turning back arrow now. Now it's like playing chess, losing one or two carriages and horses is nothing! If you can't get rid of your son, that's what it means to lose all of them!"

The old man spoke heavily, An Zaihai nodded heavily and said nothing more.

ps: It’s the third update, it’s really not easy for me, an old ox. Everyone, I’ll encourage you all kinds of votes. I’m also energetic when working overtime.

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