Reborn as a landlord!I can

Chapter 115 Dividing the Land

Liu Wenhao handed the land record book to Captain Chen and his party, and then asked a few young people to prepare tools for measuring the land.

Captain Chen and his team members looked at the records in the book. They were the total population of a certain family, the share of land in their name, and the years of wasteland development.

I looked through it hastily, and after calculation, I found that the number of acres of land and the population were almost the same. There were not many people who owned a lot of land, but there were fewer people than in many places outside where land was divided among landlords.

"Village Chief Liu, how much land does each person in your village have on average?"

Liu Wenhao was explaining what happened this time to several villagers, and he was stunned for a second before answering.

"The total land area in our county is small, and each person in each village is allocated less than one acre, so everyone will open up wasteland."

Captain Chen took a breath, so little? He remembered that when he participated in land reform in another area last year, everyone there was given 3 acres of land after the landlords were overthrown, which was not enough.

“Can you have enough food grown on so little land?”

Liu Wenhao smiled bitterly, how could he be full? It would have been good to be half full two years ago.

"No, so we eat all kinds of wild vegetables all the year round to keep our stomachs full. Moreover, since we are close to the mountains, we can also find all kinds of food in the mountains. We can eat half full all year round. As long as we don't starve to death these days."

"Don't worry, things will get better, and we will lead you to open up more wasteland."

Captain Chen assured that he had heard that the county party committee secretary had a new production plan for the county. Expanding production will inevitably require more land and grain to meet the needs of population growth. Land reclamation is the most effective way.

Liu Wenhao answered firmly.

"Well, we also believe that it will get better and better in the future."

After reading the book, Captain Chen and his team went to the fields in the village and began to measure the area of ​​the land to see if there was not much difference with the records.

The village chief directed a few young people to run errands. They took a pole with a length of one foot and measured the fields section by section. The final acres were similar to those in the records, and there was not much difference.

"Okay, there are still some late-harvest crops in the land that cannot be redistributed, so we will leave them as they are for the time being. After I go back and report, I will discuss your special situation with the county to see if it needs to be divided by head."

Seeing that the village chief was anxious and wanted to speak, Captain Chen patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, we will listen to your opinions. We are here to seek development for the benefit of the people. This is very important."

Seeing the group of people riding away on bicycles, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. When they saw the officials, they became nervous and weak, and they all turned into quails.

Seeing their backs disappearing into the distance, the crowd suddenly became active, laughing and joking.

"Village Chief, are they just leaving? Will they not take back my land and redistribute it?"

The villagers covered the sun with cattail fans and crowded in front of the village chief to ask.

"No, everyone just keep their hearts in mind and we can just stay the same as before."

"Village chief, I heard that they divide farmers into several categories. There are landlords, rich peasants and poor peasants. Which one are we?"

"Let me tell you, because we have less land, we are all classified as poor peasants."

The village chief didn’t know the difference between rich peasants and poor peasants, and which one was better for the future, but he knew that landlords were definitely not good. He heard that some landlords had been crushed into the mud by the tenant farmers who had turned over, and some had even disappeared. Dead.

"Poor peasant, how unpleasant this sounds, can't it be changed?"

The villagers didn't know the difference between rich peasants and poor peasants, so they wanted to change their names to something nicer.

Liu Wenhao solemnly told everyone not to look for trouble, and not to regret it if it hurts him.

"Don't just think of messing around because of your good reputation, and don't look at how miserable the previous landowners were. You are not well-informed and don't know that the land of many big and small landowners outside has been taken back and will be distributed after statistics. The tenant farmers and farmers with little land even had their homes confiscated, and all their belongings were distributed to the poor people, and they were even driven into shacks.”

What Liu Wenhao didn't say is that those who survived were already great fortune tellers, and some were directly beaten to death by angry people, and even implicated the whole family.

"Village Chief, my family has too little land. Do you think they can give me some more land?"

Zhou Laoer suddenly jumped out and asked loudly. He was glared at by the village chief before he calmed down.

"Hey, I told you that you are just dishonest and your skin is itchy even though you were dreaming. I can help you."

Zhao Laosi put his hand on Zhou Laoer's shoulder and looked at this restless man with a smile, with a strength that could not be ignored in his eyes.

Since Zhou Maodan was captured and released, the Zhou family has been completely divided. Boss Zhou even said that he would no longer care about his younger brother.

Unsupervised, Zhou Laoer and his son intensified their misbehavior, wandering around every day without doing anything serious, and causing a lot of trouble by sneaking around in other places.

The people in the village disliked these two people more and more. Unfortunately, they could no longer drive them away. They could only watch and prevent them from messing around in the village.

"The field is so big. Who do you want to suffer the loss and share it with you? Go ahead and clear up the land yourself. If you talk nonsense, you will be beaten."

"That's right, Zhou Laoer, you have to calm down and let me know that I can't spare you if you mess around."

Liu Laogen also intervened, because the two families had become enemies because of Zhou Maodan's arrest, and neither wanted good for the other.

"Okay, why are you still arguing? Go home quickly. The sun isn't shining. Look at the time. Aren't you hungry?"

"Why don't you expose yourself to the sun? I haven't stopped sweating. But this land has so much to do with it. I don't feel at ease if I'm not there."

The man wiped his sweat with the cloth on his clothes. He couldn't stand the hot weather anymore, so he asked others to take a dip in the water.

"Come on, it's hot and there's nothing to do. Let's take a dip in the water to relieve the heat."

As soon as they responded, a group of men pushed and ran to the river. The women also went home to prepare meals. It was already past lunch time and they had to hurry.

Zhou Laoer was left behind in the crowd, and no one wanted to pay attention to him. No one could sympathize with him. He wandered out with his son all day long, and put all the burden of supporting the family on his wife Liu Xiaoya.

In the past two years, while the life of the villagers has been getting better and better, Liu Xiaoya's life has become worse and worse. During the summer harvest this time, her body was very thin, with no flesh at all. She looked bad and felt that she could not survive for a few days. .

Zhou Laoer slowly walked home, looking at the backs of the others fiercely, the resentment in his heart getting stronger.

When I returned to my shabby home, I became angry when I saw my daughter-in-law, who looked like a 60-year-old woman, resting on a shabby straw mat. She walked up to her and was slapped twice.

"Hurry up and cook for me. Do you want me to starve to death? Do you believe that I will beat you to death and then marry a widow?"

Liu Xiaoya was woken up from a coma and felt the pain on her face. She stretched out her skinny hands to touch her face. Looking at the chicken claw-like hands in front of her, she suddenly wasn't afraid anymore.