I'm really just the village head

The scene is very quiet.

Even the mischievous bare-ass children were so scared that they didn't dare to fight anymore by the depressive atmosphere brought by the serious expressions and complex eyes of their elders.

All eyes were cast on Liu Fuwang.

Waiting for his answer.

The originally clear sky became densely clouded.

This makes the atmosphere more depressing.

Liu Fuwang has been serving as the secretary and captain for 27 years now!

Everyone wanted to change, but couldn't toss about it; they wanted to toss, but Liu Fuwang made it too much.

The more tossing, the poorer.

For a long time, everyone has counted on this old party secretary who was blessed by heaven on the battlefields of the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, the War of Liberation, and the Korean War.

No matter how hard it is, no matter how tired it is, everyone is afraid of poverty.

Liu Fuwang hasn't changed all this in 27 years. Everyone is desperate. Now Liu Fuwang's son who has been in high school for seven years has rekindled hope.

Being poor makes people unable to straighten their spine.

Poorness makes people lose sight of hope.

Being poor makes women unwilling to marry in.

Poor, so that the entire family is facing extinction...

Liu Chunlai put the biggest problem that the whole team dared not face to the light.

Who doesn't want to eat a full meal?

Who doesn't want to have money to spend?

Who doesn't want to be able to ask a wife to give birth to a baby and experience the good life of a wife and a child?

"Raise the flag!"

Liu Fuwang's voice trembled.

This made him seem to be back on the Korean battlefield back then, and he asked the regiment commander to take the explosives bag with him to pull out the American imperial machine gun fort.

For many years, he has not been so passionate.

Besides, the look in these people's eyes made him too uncomfortable.

"If there is still a bachelor in the team, let my son of Liu Fuwang be the last bachelor!" Liu Fuwang, a hot-headed man, fell his heart.

At the very least, it is easier for more than one hundred bachelors to beg women than for the whole brigade of more than 300 bachelors.

"Who wants to be poor? Who wants to be a bachelor for a lifetime? Who wants to have a meal for a lifetime?" Liu Chunlai was relieved to see that his father was not cruel and shameless, and called Liu Jiuwa who was kneeling and another little old man. , Asked loudly to everyone.

"nobody!"

"Mudren!"

"I do not want……"

...

Almost everyone roared with all their strength.

Even the little kids who don't know the fart still yell at them.

At this time, Liu Fuwang, who had sobered up, was desperate.

The loan of more than 30,000 yuan is not a problem. Anyway, since I came back as secretary and captain, the loan has not been paid off.

With a few words from Liu Chun, the family debt that was originally owed thousands of dollars may have increased by several times a year.

Money is not a matter.

The desperate thing was that his son said he would be the last bachelor of the team!

Even more desperate is that the mad woman Yang Aiqun can do anything for her son!

"Liu's empresses listen, from today, Liu Chunlai will be my Liu Jiapo's standard-bearer! The flag that my Liu Jiaerlang carried on the battlefield has never been overturned. Today, the banner of my Liu's poverty alleviation is raised!"

At this moment, an old voice resounded throughout the public housing area.

"The ancestor is here!"

"The ancestors are here..."

When a group of little kids heard this sound, they all gathered around.

When Liu Fuwang heard the sound, he didn't care about the despair in his heart, so he hurriedly closed his mind and greeted him.

"Baye, why did you come out?"

An old man wearing a navy blue robe, shawl, long hair is already white, with a foot long beard, holding a black crutches in his hand, holding the crutches with no three fingers in his right hand, standing tremblingly one foot high On the flag stand.

Baye Liu!

The last batch of talents in the Qing Dynasty, in the 29th year of Guangxu, the 13-year-old Liu Baye participated in the township examination and the first; in the second year of Xuantong, he was admitted to the Sichuan Army Lecture Hall; in 1911, the 21-year-old Liu Baye participated in the road protection The movement later followed the melee of the major warlords in Sichuan. In the end, he told Wutang classmate General Liu Xiang that he "resisted the war to the end and will remain unswerving, that is, the enemy will not retreat from China for one day, and the Sichuan army will vowed not to return to the hometown." Under the will, he has been active on the anti-Japanese battlefield.

Only after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War did he come back with scars all over his body.

Liu Jiapo's tradition of joining the army is due to this old man.

The old man was unmarried all his life, not because he couldn't marry a wife. This old man was also a figure in the army. He didn't like promotion or money, but he liked foreign women. It is said that he was in order to avenge the invasion of China by the Eight-Power Allied Forces...

He is now 90 years old.

Liu Chunlai just said that he wanted to give to the eighth ancestor who asked her to be a woman.

This is a hardcore figure who is several levels higher than Liu Fuwang.

"How can I not come? This is a big change that Liu Jiapo has never experienced in hundreds of years! Spring comes, your father dare not be like you, he vowed to take me Liu Jiapo to pick the poor hat!"

Although the old man stood trembling, his voice was loud.

Liu Fuwang looked ashamed, "Master, I didn't do it well!"

When Liu Baye spoke, no matter what Liu Fuwang was tossing, the fourth team was the first to respond, but instead he was tossed to the poorest in the entire brigade.

Before the pseudo-government, the entire Happiness Commune and even further away belonged to Liu Baye's family.

A famous big landlord with a radius of hundreds of miles.

Before taking part in the road protection campaign, Liu Baye knew well that the revolution @ is not to destroy the lives of others, or to destroy his own lives. He burned all the bills. The family field and the whole family have accumulated hundreds of years. The wealth was completely divided, and the Liu family did not account for more than foreign surnames. In the end, they only took a hundred oceans and joined the revolution @……

After Liu Baye spoke, things were easier.

On the one-foot-high flag stand in front of the public canteen, a black straight flagpole with a height of more than ten meters, made of hard cypress on the stone millet, and thick calf was once again erected.

The five-star red flag, which was somewhat pale on one side, was held up by Baye Liu himself.

Liu Chunlai was about to pick it up, but the old man stopped it.

"Baby, don't worry about raising the flag. Tell everyone, how can I bring Liu Jiapo to life in poverty?"

Revolutionize the life of poverty!

This old man has gotten used to it.

Liu Fuwang kept winking at Liu Chunlai. Liu Chunlai also knew that Bazuzu wanted him to make a plan on the spot and give the whole team a reassurance. He didn’t want him to run the train with his mouth full. In the end, he tossed everyone in the team and killed himself for life. .

"Bazuzu, I think so..."

Immediately, Liu Chunlai recounted the plans that he told his father last night.

"In the future, we will also go to work like people in the city to get wages?"

"All the food in the team?"

Everything seems to have returned to the original period of collective production.

Ordinary members who have not read many books are confused.

This is no different from what Liu Fuwang did.

"Good! Good! Building roads, farming, building factories, opening business roads... all very good! Your baby came here prepared!" Liu Baye understood what Liu Chunlai meant, "My baby, you I think, Liu Jiapo, how long will it take to destroy the life of poverty? Where does the capital come from?"

Although Liu Baye applauded, he grasped the key.

Where is the capital for starting?

"Bazuzu, if you just eat and dress warmly, every family can kill a big fat pig during the New Year, and each family has a little living money, up to a year; if you want to live better than most, become rich first. That group of people is estimated to be five years.” Liu Chunlai paused, and then said, “Isn’t there still a batch of clothes in the warehouse of our public garment factory? I’m going to take people to the mountain city to sell them, and use this as a starting capital... "

In the early 1980s, everyone knew that the money came quickly.

When he started his business, Liu Chunlai was sighing a lot, what if he had been in the 1980s...

The old man looked at Liu Chunlai with his eyes like a knife.

This made Liu Chunlai's heart straight.

For a while, the old man asked, "That batch of work clothes can't be sold at all."

"That's because our place is small. Everyone is poor and can't bear to buy clothes. Mountain city is the largest in the southwest, not to mention Rongcheng. Most of them buy clothes!"

Liu Chunlai knew that the old man was knowledgeable and did not fool him.

These small places can't compare with the market in Shancheng.

"Good! More courage than your father back then!" The old man nodded and approved Liu Chunlai's words.

This pattern is not comparable to Liu Fuwang.

Liu Fuwang only tossed in Hulu Village, but he never looked beyond the commune.

Liu Baye didn't say anything any more, tremblingly straightened his already rickety back, and tried to stand up straight with a solemn expression. He threw away the crutches, and tremblingly held the white red flag with his hands, and handed it to Liu Chunlai.

Solemnly said: "Spring is here, starting today, you will be the flag bearer of my Liujiapo. The flag refers to the direction of my Liu family's descendants, whether it is a cliff or a sea of ​​fire!"

Later, the old man's tone became heavier.

Everyone's faces became solemn and solemn.

As if infected by the surrounding atmosphere, Liu Chunlai stretched out his hands tremblingly, and took the white red flag handed by Liu Baye.

Even Liu Fuwang next to him became solemn.

In the sky, dark clouds spread more densely.

Even if the company once faced life and death, it was not as heavy as the white five-star red flag in Liu Chunlai's hands.

This is not only a red flag.

This is where Liujiapo people's hope lies in eating and dressing warmly to beg their mother-in-law.

As Liu Baye said, the red flag refers to cliffs, knives, mountains and fires, and everyone in Liujiapo must jump in.

For the Liu family, the standard bearer is more effective than his father, the brigade secretary and village chief.

The dark clouds are getting denser.

The surrounding light has dimmed, and the air has long been sultry, depressing people almost unable to breathe.

The bare-bottomed children stared at the flag stand made of a foot of yellow soil in confusion.

They may have felt that their future has been inseparable from Liu Chunlai when the red flag was raised.

Suddenly, a bright light flickered in the dark sky.

"Boom~pop~"

A blast of thunder sounded.

"Wow..."

First, a burst of heavy raindrops fell, becoming denser, and finally turned into a downpour.

Everyone, under the heavy rain, looked at Liu Chunlai in a daze holding the white flag.

No one urged, some children wanted to run to avoid the rain, but they were caught by their parents.

Someone who is unwilling to be slapped by their parents is not allowed to cry.

"God opens his eyes, Xia Chen is thundered, good luck! Today, we will destroy the life of poverty, if not, let poverty destroy the life of our old Liu family!"

Liu Baye was straight, open his arms, and roared at the dark clouds in the sky in the face of the raindrops of soybeans.

"Raise the flag!"

Liu Fuwang screamed and awakened Liu Chunlai, who was soaked.

Liu Chunlai also woke up and hung the red flag on the flagpole. He was thinking about how to raise the flag alone. Liu Fuwang took the red flag and hung it on the flagpole, throwing it into the sky heavily in the rain.

"salute!"

"Boom~"

There was another thunder.

Liu Chunlai slowly pulled the rope, the red flag that had been soaked, the color became brighter, and it poured slowly upwards.

There is no national anthem, there is no voice, and some are just crackling rainstorms.

The salute of the army, the salute of the Young Pioneers, and more people salute the salute, watching the flag slowly rise to the sky in the heavy rain.

When the national flag reached the top of the flagpole, a gust of wind blew, and the red flag was so deployed and hunted.

What is even more surprising is that the dark clouds in the sky disperse, and a ray of bright sunlight shines through, illuminating the entire Liujiapo.

Good luck!