Chapter 37 36 The fruit problem

On the street outside the cooperative, there were many people standing in the shade against the wall, and there were also many people squatting under the shade of trees on the side of the platform.They were all there whispering.Yang Liang saw that Li Zhixiang, Dong Guihua's man, was also here, and knew that he had something on his mind that hadn't been resolved yet. He couldn't be active for a while, so he went over and asked him what he was doing these days. Are the grapes coming down soon?Li Zhixiang replied that he had asked one of his widowed aunts to watch over his garden. During the day, his wife helped clean it up. The grapes were almost ripe, and they would be ready in about ten days.Because he didn't have anything to eat in front of him, he worked as a part-time job for others, went to Shacheng, and sold fruit.

"Are you all fruit sellers?" Yang Liang swept his eyes aside. "No," agreed an old man next to him, "we are looking after the garden." "Whose house did you see?" "His name is Li Baotang, and he is Li Zijun's gardener." Li Zhixiang agreed on his behalf. "Heh!" Yang Liang looked at the old man carefully, and continued to ask: "How did Li Zijun run away? Did he say anything?" "No, he didn't say anything, he just sold the fruit. He sold it as soon as you came. The fruit was not fully ripe at that time. It would cost seven or eight hundred, a thousand catties a day."

"The night before he left, someone from the village looked for him." Li Zhixiang added. But the old man nudged him and said: "He is not the only one who sells fruit. If the village cadres don't care about this, more than half of the fruits of victory in Nuanshuitun will go away. This year is a big year, nearly ten Years haven't been this good." "If Datong is taken down, the price of fruit will rise immediately. In the past, we not only went west, but also sold east. Which train didn't carry a few carriages of fruit." Another person squatting next to him also said.

"Are you also a fruit seller?" Yang Liang saw that he was a young man. "No, my brother has an acre and a half of a vineyard. I heard that the peasant association is going to block all the fruit. My brother is afraid that his orchard will be liquidated. He is so anxious that he dare not ask. He asked us to inquire. Comrade Yang, My brother only has five acres of land, three and a half acres of water land, three people, life is not bad, and it is not considered rich, you think he will share his land, right?" The young man took the opportunity to ask . "Has your brother done anything bad in the village?"

"Ha, he has no part in good or bad things, and he can't keep busy with a few acres of land. His brother is also an honest man. "Li Zhixiang agreed again for him. "What are you afraid of? You're not a landlord, you're not a bully. Why worry? A farmer stands with everyone. He doesn't share the land or the floating wealth. The poor are in power, and he benefits himself! Tell your brother, Don't be afraid, if anyone has bullied him, he can take revenge. You see, should this be the case?" "That's right, it doesn't matter if you have a few acres of land, and the land won't grow millet by itself, so you can eat your own sweat and blood." Everyone said with a smile. "His brother can be frightened enough. People frighten him, saying that he is a middle peasant, that he has brought down the landlord and the rich peasant, that the rich peasant has brought down the middle peasant, and that now only the poor can live a good life, and the poor and the bachelor don't work. , Eat the fruit of victory, it’s good. His brother was not convinced, and killed a pig, saying that he should also eat meat, so that it won’t hurt to see others eat it in the future.” Everyone rushed over and rushed to say.

"Are you really not going to sell his fruit?" The young man continued to ask. "Hey, look at you. Didn't comrades just say that it depends on everyone's opinions?" One sentence, that's the best thing. Comrade Yang, please talk to the peasant association." The young man came closer. "Is the Peasant Association owned by everyone? It is not owned by a few people. The Peasant Association has to listen to everyone's opinions. If you don't listen, you will not follow them. Just say what you have to say. The Communist Party is here to support everyone. How about it?" Yang Liang Everyone was amused by this statement, some were dubious, and some said along the way: "There are comrades here, we are not afraid of anything, otherwise, we can sell other people's fruit!"

At this time, Old Dong, Wen Cai, and Hu Ligong were also surrounded by people. Everyone was talking about selling fruit. Wen Cai asked, "Aren't people with orchards scared? How many families have orchards?" "It's not like everyone panicked." The crowd agreed. Hu Ligong told him that all eleven landlord families and fifteen rich peasant families had gardens, and five middle peasant families and twenty poor peasant families also had fruit.The vineyard is not counted, and the harvest of grapes is nothing. "Can you also sell the fruits of the poor? You can only sell the fruits of the landlords and rich peasants." Someone in the crowd said again.

"There are some rich peasants who won't be liquidated. It's not good to grasp them all at once. In this way, the five middle peasants will also panic. Is this method thought of by you, or by the peasant association?" Wen Cai felt so indiscriminate Not so good. Everyone looked at each other without saying anything. "What's the point?" After a pause, a person stood up and said that this person is Hou Zhongquan's son Hou Qinghuai, "We don't rob people and blackmail them, and we can still give him back the fruits that shouldn't be liquidated." Well, how much fruit does he have? He weighs it himself, we are business-like, and it’s fine if we don’t.”

"Look at the fruit and sell it a few days later, can't you? At that time, whoever owns the land will sell it. Isn't it easy?" Wen Cai asked them again.There was, of course, a certain degree of certainty in his air.Seeing that everyone did not answer him, he asked again. One of the elders among the crowd replied: "Of course, this matter is not dependent on the orders of the comrades, and the comrades can do whatever they say." But the old Dong said: "If the land can be divided very quickly, it will be successful. It doesn't matter if the fruit can be left for a few days. I'm afraid that the market will fall, and the days will take a long time. Apples and pears are easy to handle, but gourd ice is difficult. ,..."

"Yes," the crowd yelled before he finished speaking, "Director Dong understands, it's this particularity, after all, he's from this place!" He didn't have a good literary talent, so he just said to Hu Ligong: "Let's make a surprise attack and go to Cheng Ren and the others. If we can make a surprise attack, it's better to slow down. If this job is not done well, it will be very troublesome." "A surprise attack is impossible. But it's not good to control even the rich peasants. I agree with you." Hu Ligong followed him and left the crowd. Yang Liang also came over and heard Hou Qinghuai's voice Old Dong said: "As soon as they heard about the land reform, the poor people looked at these fruits. Who would not want to share hundreds or thousands of catties. If the fruits are all blown, the tree will be worthless. Director Dong, you have to Think about this truth for the poor, you see, even our stubborn old father didn’t object when he heard that the fruit was going to be sold, and even asked our mother secretly.”