Rebirth 80 Medical God Big Brother Divorce

It was a dark night. There was no moon in the sky. Only a few cold stars hung in the icy night sky, flashing cold light.

“Is this safe?”

In the main hall of Liangshan's house, a small lamp was lit, and its yellow light reflected the faces of many farmers.

During the day today, there was a big fight because of the Malanhua incident. Qiqi was worried about her family and was afraid that Liu Yuzhu and Ma Changgui would come and make trouble again at night, so she didn't leave.

Hearing that Dean Yan had not left, after dinner, the team leader Liang Deyi brought the men in charge of the village to the main hall of Liangshan's house to discuss the matter. Liangshan lit the stove in the main hall. It was cold outside, but the house was still warm.

"Is it really possible to do this?"

After all, Captain Liang Deyi has been the captain for so many years and has seen many storms. He is very sensitive. Now he is old and just wants stability in everything.

"Hasn't there been an order from above? To implement the household contract responsibility system, with output allocated to each household. It's an official document. What else do you have to doubt?"

Qiqi smiled and said,

"Uncle Captain, please read the document to everyone again."

"From now on, I'm afraid you won't be able to call me captain anymore."

Liang Deyi said with a hint of sourness.

The documents from above have come down. In order to implement reform and opening up and practice the household contract responsibility system, the latest election will be held in the entire county starting from the tenth day of the first lunar month. It is hard to say whether he can be elected and become the team leader by then.

"What are you afraid of? You have the final say on our village's affairs."

Ma Ji patted the account book,

"Are you the leader of our village?"

"It's just that after that day, we can no longer call you captain. We should call you village chief instead."

Qiqi smiled.

"Have you changed your name?"

Everyone looked at each other, and the farmers all looked excited.

"President Yan, please explain the spirit of the above to us. We are peasants with dull brains and can't understand it."

Uncle Electrician took a puff of his cigarette.

"That's right, President Yan. You are the highest-ranking official in our county. We believe everything you say."

The director of women's affairs looked at Yan Chenbei with admiration.

"Let Qiqi tell you."

Yan Chenbei is not interested in these things.

These days, he has been thinking that after the New Year, he will have to go back to the hospital soon, and his vacation is almost over. When the time comes, he will be too worried about how to persuade Qiqi to go back to the hospital with him, and he will not bother to care about these people.

“Our family Chen Beigong has a lot of family affairs, let me talk about the spirit above.”

Qiqi had worked on her own in her previous life.

As you know, the household contract responsibility system was first implemented by the Xiaogang production team in Anhui Province. After the Third Plenary Session of the 1979th Central Committee this year, it was promoted nationwide. In 1980, most areas of the country were divided into individual farming units, and by next year, , the whole country was divided into individual farming units.

Now, the Qingshui County Party Committee has received the above documents, but no one dares to take the lead in taking this step.

"The document says that the household contract responsibility system will now be promoted nationwide, and localities will implement it step by step according to their own conditions and conditions."

"What exactly is the household contract responsibility system?"

Uncle Wenhua shook his head, looking confused.

"It means that each household is contracted to own land..."

Qiqi carefully read the explanation on the document, but everyone still shook their heads as they couldn't understand the slang words on it.

"To put it simply, the village distributes the land to everyone, two mu per person. Everyone grows their own crops, and when the time comes, they hand over the public grain to the government, the reserve to the collective, and the rest is theirs."