Chapter 64: Hand over

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　　 Just one day and one night after coming back, and there were no dishes at home, Feng Yiping was too lazy to clean up for a while, put the things down, and was about to go to a few uncles’ houses to have a meal together, Feng Weidong and Feng Hongbing, father and son came in.

Feng Weidong looked inside and out again, "It's not bad, but the two leaks are more severe, especially this part of the main room, which must be repaired. My house was not inspected last year. I didn't expect it to be so abnormal this year, with so much rain. There are also three or four leaks. The forecast says that the rain will stop the day after tomorrow. I will first find a way to get some tiles nearby. The day after tomorrow, our two families will check it together, but I can’t do it alone. Dongming and they are all at home. You go in the afternoon. Tell me about it and ask them to help the day after tomorrow."

　　 Lunch at Feng Hongbing’s house and dinner at Erbo’s house. From the beginning of the school year to the present, it has not been back for so long. Er Bo's family also treats him as a guest. The fresh tofu with salted fish and bacon, plus egg drop soup and a few fresh vegetables, is definitely a very hearty meal for the farmer.

During the meal, Feng Yiping said about it. Er uncle agreed. The day after tomorrow, he and Dong Ming went to help. "This year it rains so much. If you don’t come back, I'm thinking about going to Weidong’s house to get the key and go to you. Look at it at home."

　　 After eating, his cousin Dongming still laughed at him, "I can't tell, you look so thin, and you are more powerful than me when you eat!"

　　 Auntie said to him, "Don’t talk about others, when you are as old as Yiping, you can eat it too!"

　　 After eating, he came out of Er's uncle's house. Dongming used a flashlight to send him home. He still carried a large bag of peanuts in his hand, which was specially fried for him by the second aunt at night.

　　 Because there was nothing to clean at home, at night, Feng Yiping and Feng Hongbing huddled together. Fortunately, it was a big bed with two people sleeping on two sides, which was very spacious.

　　 The next morning, Feng Yiping was looking through his clothes in the bedroom box. He heard someone coming in. He came out to see that it was the village party secretary who came with the accountant and women director. These few village cadres who were not waiting for a visit were probably informed by classmates who came back yesterday. They were afraid that they came here after breakfast.

　　 did not wait for Feng Yiping to greet them. They sat down on a stool by themselves, and the secretary said casually, "The cigarettes are not respectful, why don't you even greet tea?"

Feng Yiping was still thinking about going to Feng Hongbing’s house to bring a pot of tea. Hearing what he said, he was too lazy to run. “I only came back yesterday. I was eating and living in other people’s houses. The fire did not grow. Don’t talk about tea. There is no water, I can only neglect."

　　 The branch secretary suddenly choked. He was from another child in the village, not surnamed Feng. He used to see him often. When he was in elementary school, Feng Yiping had to pass through his door every time he went to school. He had the impression that he was a little timid and not very good at talking. Why is he talking so choking now?

　　 But Feng Yiping said that, even if he has an opinion, it is not easy to have an issue. The adult is not at home, he cares about with a child, and it is said that he ignores it. The female director was quick to see the opportunity and went to Feng Weidong's house next door to get a pot of tea and some cups by the way.

　　 I heard that the party secretary was here, and Feng Weidong also followed and sat with him.

　　 The party secretary came to collect and hand in nothing else. The village accountant held an abacus on the table for a while, and handed Feng Yiping a note, "Your family’s public grains this year, three mentions and five unifications, plus other miscellaneous expenses, total 383.6."

　　 Feng Yiping took the note. To be honest, it was the first time he came into contact with these, and he was very interested in the above items, so he looked down one by one.

　　 Feng Weidong said in a circle of smoke, "My uncle and aunt are not at home. It's useless for you to come here now. Yiping is still a child. He can't do such a thing."

The party secretary was vomiting the clouds, pinching Feng Wei Dongjing’s cigarettes to his ears, “You don’t know, your brother, with less than a year’s work, can easily make nearly 10,000 yuan after writing and writing. , For these hundreds of dollars, he can't be a family, can't be a master?"

Of course Feng Weidong knows about Feng Yiping. No matter what his attitude is in private, he will definitely support him at this time. "That’s not the case. Yiping writing and making money is his ability. If there are more students like this in the village, we will all face him. There is light, isn’t it? Turning in these things, of course, it’s up to the adults. My uncle and the others will come back when they harvest the grain, and they will definitely not lose any cents. Even when they were sad a few years ago, they did not owe anything. The money in the village is getting better now, and the money will not be owed. Don't worry."

The party secretary didn’t know what was going on today. It seemed that he had drunk at any place in the morning. He knew Feng Zhenchang and the others would be back at the autumn harvest. No, he said to himself, “I know I can’t owe it, but if I can pay now , Why has it been delayed until the second half of the year?"

Although Feng Weidong is a temporary worker, he works in the county winery. He knows that he has seen the world and has income. He is also regarded as a personal belonging in the village, and he also speaks face. He has helped to say good things like this. The party secretary still has to collect money today. I was also a little annoyed, "People in the village, there are some things that everyone knows, and the money paid is delayed until the end of the year. There are many people who pay it at the end of the year. If you come to find children while the adults are not at home, then you can do it!"

　　 This sentence is a bit hard. For these cadres in the village, not many people like it. All year round, I don't do anything but just know how to collect money.

　　 There are two main ways to collect money, one is to collect and pay, and the other is to collect family planning fines. When collecting money, they worked very hard. In the first half of last year, because of the family planning fine, they almost fiddled with a family’s house, but Feng Zhenchang and the others stopped it.

　　 Collected and handed in. The past two years have been okay, and the previous years have been very good. If you don’t have money, you can get food. If you don’t have enough food, the pigs in the pen will be taken away by you.

　　 If this happened before last year, Feng Weidong would help at most to say a few words. This year is different. If Feng Zhenchang and the others can make money now, they think Feng Yiping will be promising in the future. Although Feng Yiping is still a few years away from the university entrance examination, it is not certain whether he will be admitted to the university in the future, but what he is doing now is more glorious than the university entrance examination.

　　In rural areas, because people are generally not well-educated, they are in awe of educated people. Wonders like Feng Yiping are rare in villages, not to mention counties.

　　 So at this time, facing such a thing, of course Feng Weidong must defend Feng Yiping.

　　 The secretary has been sitting in this seat for more than ten years, and this is the first time he has encountered such a situation. Knowing that Feng Yiping was at home alone, he thought that this matter was just a pinch in his hand. Feng Weidong helped to say a few words at most. He didn't expect that Feng Yiping didn't seem to be a fuel-efficient lamp. Feng Weidong still stood firmly opposite.

Of course he knows the situation in 　　塆里. Although he is poor, he is still very united with the outside world. What he did today is indeed unable to withstand scrutiny. Knowing these things, those quick-tempered, such as Dong Ming, might point at him face to face and curse. Thinking of this, he woke up more than half of the time, but he couldn't find the next step, and he had nothing to say for a while.

The village accountant’s surname is Feng, and he needs to be called Uncle Feng Yiping by seniority. This time he came out to make ends meet, "Come here today, mainly to inform, and I did not say that you must collect the money today. The slip is in your hand. Uncle, please inform. Your lord, just have a score in your heart."

　　 Feng Yiping really didn't care about this argument. He was completely attracted by the content of the slip. All the payments are now made up of accounting slips. In a few years, in order to supervise the fees, it seems that there is another small booklet of the "Farmer Burden Supervision Table", which lists the various fees that should be paid.

On this slip, the first item is the subsidy for public grain. His family has to pay more than 400 catties of public grain. The village has long stopped receiving grain and directly converted into money. According to this year's unified purchase price, it is two cents and one catty, which is nearly one jin. More than one hundred and twenty yuan.

　　 Next are the three withdrawals in the village, including provident fund, public welfare fund and management fees, and five overall plans belonging to the township, including education surcharges, family planning, special care, militia training, road construction and other public welfare undertakings.

　　 Then there are ten jobs that each household has to pay each year, which are also converted into money. In addition, the fee is one and five per person, and there are slaughter fees, etc., on average, more than 60 per person. Feng Yiping's family of four makes up more than two hundred and sixty yuan. With the current income level, this is definitely not a small number.

　　 This is the first time Feng Yiping knows that farmers also pay provident funds! This should be a proper term. It should be expropriated for the purpose of solving the housing problem of urban workers. Why should farmers pay it?

　　 There is also a public welfare fund. From the time he can remember, he has never seen the village give out benefits once.

　　 There are also educational surcharges and road construction. For many years, the village has not built roads and built a new school. Why are all these money collected? There is also militia training. When have you seen militia training in these years?

　　 There is also a slaughter fee. Every time a pig is slaughtered, don’t you have to pay five yuan? Why is it charged here?

　　 After reading it, he raised these questions in person. It’s an advantage for kids. It’s a bit more straightforward. You adults can’t care too much, right?

After hearing what he said, the secretary still didn’t speak, and the accountant hesitated and said that he didn’t understand~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The director of women said, "Uncle, you take the slips. Today we will go first and go to other houses. !"

　　 The village cadre left, Feng Weidong told him to go home for lunch. Feng Yiping first folded the note carefully, put it in the household registration book, and put it away carefully.

　　 He decided that this note must be preserved, and it will be a cultural relic in the future.

　　 Compared with people living in cities and towns, now the colleagues in the vast rural areas really look like stepmothers. One of the biggest things the state has done for us is that each household has given out a piece of land. No, it is not a piece of land, but only the right to contract a piece of land to the peasants, and there is still a limited number of years.

Of course, the contracted farmers have to pay taxes to the state. The various taxes set by the state should definitely be relatively low, but in an isolated and impoverished place like Feng Yiping’s place, one level at a time, one level at a time, one level at a time, the peasant year Those turned in must account for at least 30% of the total income.

　　 In addition to chemical fertilizers and pesticides, people are asked to help when planting rice seedlings and harvesting grains. The various expenses are calculated, not counting the farmers’ own labor costs, and working hard for more than three hundred days a year, the money must be at a loss.

　　 At the end of the year, a few thousand catties of grain will be dropped, and we will have enough food and clothing.

　　 But what can be done? For farmers, what other options are there now? What else can you do without farming? I don't think about the future, now there are few opportunities to work.

　　 It seems that by the beginning of the next century, there will finally be a grassroots cadre who is the secretary of a township. This is also a high official for the peasants. He wrote directly to the prime minister and said bluntly, "The peasants are really hard, and the countryside is really poor."

After that, the country began to research, but it will take more than ten years to wait for the complete abolition of the agricultural tax~www.wuxiaspot.com~Book friends are welcome to visit and read, the latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all at~www.wuxiaspot .com~For mobile phone users, please go to read.