Chapter 1: The Government is also worried about having no money

  "Comrades, our village's family planning situation is very grim!"

  "Comrades, ..."

  "Comrades,"

  Sitting in a corner of the conference room, listening to Yang Dajing, the secretary of the rural party committee, speaking loudly but saying nothing substantial, Qin Aimin's mood was as dry and dull as the weather outside.

  "Xiao Qin, will our salaries be fully paid before the Spring Festival?"

  Deputy Director of the Township Party Committee Luo Tianlin seemed to be equally unimpressed with Yang Daqing's speech, and he asked Qin Aimin in a low voice, his head slightly bowed.

  When Qin Aimin heard Luo Tianlin's question, his heart also felt a pang of sadness.

  After graduating, I was assigned to Dashiqiao Township for almost half a year. The monthly salary of 568 yuan has never been fully paid in a single month. The highest payment was 408 yuan and the lowest was 308 yuan. In the past six months, I have attended no less than ten birthday banquets, wedding banquets, and full moon banquets for the township head, deputy township head, secretary, deputy secretary, and directors of various offices. Each time, the red envelope was not less than 100 yuan. However, after half a year, I still haven't made any contributions to my already financially strained family. Instead, I had to borrow nearly 2,000 yuan from home for emergency use. This has dealt a severe blow to Qin Aimin, who was once full of passion and wanted to make contributions to the Party, the country, and the people after graduation.

  Seeing Qin Aimin not speaking, Luo Tianlin became somewhat anxious and hastily asked in a low voice: "Xiao Qin, say something, did you guys take all the money from the finance department?"

  Qin Aimin's mouth twitched slightly as he glanced around, then whispered to Luo Tianlin, "Director Luo, our village account still has 200,000 yuan. Do you think we can pay the wages?"

  Qin Aimin is the deputy director of the finance office in Dashishi Township, and he naturally has a clear understanding of the township's financial situation. As a result, he has been worried about it for half a year.

  Luo Tianlin's face fell as he listened to Qin Aimin's words. Qin Aimin, a bachelor who was barely scraping by, had it tough enough; Luo Tianlin, a middle-aged man with family responsibilities, naturally had it even harder.

  "Comrades, we must actively respond to the call of the Party and the state, resolutely complete the tasks assigned to us by the Party and the state, do our own work solidly, with full enthusiasm, with the high sense of responsibility that Communist Party members should have, proactively, steadily, and never slack off in completing and doing well the family planning work of Dashiqiao Township."

  "It seems like the family planning department is going to be busy again."

  Luo Tianlin was somewhat pleased, and Qin Aimin's gaze also involuntarily turned to the three directors of the family planning bureau sitting not far away. The three people seemed to be on the verge of becoming bitter gourds, almost as if they could smell a bitter taste from afar.

  "Family planning work is a major event related to the country's prosperity and people's livelihood. Our Dashiqiao Township must resolutely implement the national family planning policy, and for those who want to have extra births and dare to have extra births, we must resolutely crack down on them, without any leniency, and must be severe, strict and tight."

  Sitting on the empty land in front of the finance office, basking in the warm sunlight after noon, holding several newspapers that were just delivered by the rural post and telecommunications office half a week ago, breathing in the air filled with the fragrance of grass and wood, Qin Aimin seemed to be at ease but was actually constantly thinking about how to spend the New Year's Day a month later.

  Four years of university may be free, but over the four years, I also spent a lot of my family's money, most of which was supported by relatives in the family. Although this part of the money is given every year in the form of lucky money, these favors must be returned no matter what. Although it doesn't have to be directly repaid with money, this year I definitely can't go to pay New Year's visits empty-handed and mix in with the lucky money like in previous years.

  "Money!"

  He patted the pocket where he still had 153 yuan left, Qin Aimin couldn't help but feel a bit dizzy. For half a year, since being assigned to Dashiqiao Township, he hadn't had a single day without worrying about money. At work, he worried that the township didn't have enough money; in private, he worried that he himself didn't have enough money.

  Besides, the village head, secretary and director of our hometown also have to pay New Year's visits this year. The money for this part is something that can't be saved no matter what, and it seems like we'll have to drink two rounds of auspicious wine during the Spring Festival!

  Zhang Shu Sheng has 153 blocks, even if he flips ten times, it's only 1,530 blocks, which is not enough for this year's New Year's expenses. ?? First release official road search 1

  Just as Qin Aimin was worried about the money, dozens of people suddenly rushed out from the nearby family planning office. The team was led by Li, the deputy head of the township who was in charge of family planning work, followed by the director and deputy director of the family planning office, and other staff members.

  Twenty or thirty people, carrying sticks and iron hoes, rushed out of the rural government gate in a flurry, got on the only Liberation-brand large truck in the countryside, and sped away. Seeing this momentum, Qin Aimin knew that it must be that some family's daughter-in-law had given birth to an extra child and the Family Planning Bureau had received a tip.

  In rural areas, the most informed about news is neither the village police station nor the party and government office. These two are not even worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as the family planning office.

  The township family planning office claims that if anyone in the village gets pregnant, they will know about it.

  "Qin Shuo, your phone."

  The old man known as the "old revolutionary" in the village suddenly shouted loudly in the courtyard of the village government, and Qin Aimin, who heard his own phone call, also rushed into the transmission room with a small quick step.

  The village messenger room old revolutionary is a sixty-year-old lonely disabled old man, originally named Zhao Shitou. He participated in the resistance against US aggression and aid to Korea, but later returned home after being bombed and losing one leg and three fingers. As a result, he never married for his entire life. It's said that during those passionate years, there were girls who wanted to marry him with the great spirit of dedicating themselves to the party and country to take care of the Republic's heroes, but he refused, saying he didn't want to wrong the girl.

  Later, the old revolutionary had been watching the gate of the township government since twenty years ago. Three years ago, Yang Daqing helped him to formally retire with a lot of effort. He received more than 300 yuan in pension every month, plus more than 30 yuan in disability allowance and 10 yuan in volunteer army subsidy. It was enough for him to live a comfortable life with two liang of liquor and vegetables every day. However, the old man refused to leave his post and continued to appear at the gate of the township government every morning and return home every evening. Eventually, the township government had no choice but to arrange him to work in the transmission room, where he would deliver newspapers to various offices and answer phone calls. He was considered retired as long as he didn't get sunburned or rained on.

  For Qin Aimin, this old man is simply the most lovable person. Every time he sees him, Qin Aimin's heart will involuntarily stir up a strong revolutionary passion. Fortunately, this passion subsides quickly and can dissipate instantly, otherwise he would become a counter-revolutionary of the new era.

  He first handed a cigarette to the old revolutionary and then picked up the phone.

  "Qin Shuo, how have you been lately? Do you have any plans for the new year? You're being really inconsiderate, it's been so long and you haven't even given me a call. Are you worried that I'll come to bother you, this big leader?"

  As soon as he heard this voice, Qin Aimin was delighted. "How did you little devil know our village's phone number? Besides, you have to treat me, the big shot."

  Dǎ diànhuà shì qín ài mín dàxué de sǐ dǎng zhī yī, fùqīn zài shěng chéng kāi le yī jiā dà gōngsī, bìyè hòu biàn huí jiā lǐ de gōngsī dàng qǐle xiǎo lǎobǎn, bìyè shí hái céngle tā, dànshì tā méiyǒu huídá, zuìzhōng fúcóng fēnpèi lái dào le dàshí xiāng zhè ge dǎng zuì xūyào de dìfāng.

  "I heard that Qian Yongming's grandson has become a section chief, when can you become the head of your hometown? Don't let that kid surpass you."

  As soon as Qin Aimin heard the name Qian Yongming, the smile on his face immediately disappeared. For this name, he couldn't sleep for half a night even if he occasionally thought of it.

  "How's that little brat of yours doing? Has your old man been beating you up lately?" Qin Aimin didn't want to mention that name, and directly changed the subject.

  "What's wrong with that? I'm a top student in our foreign language college, and just last week I successfully negotiated a big deal with an American company. My old man was so happy he almost split his sides laughing."

  Holding the phone, the two of them chatted intermittently on the phone. Generally speaking, no one calls this phone in the transmission room, even if there's something important, they'll directly call the town government's phone.

  But soon after, a sharp screeching sound came from afar, followed by another shrill voice echoing above the county government compound.

  "Oh no, Director Li is injured, someone come quickly!"

  As soon as this sound was heard, the originally quiet rural government immediately boiled over. The staff who were hiding in their respective offices and doing their own things all rushed out at once. ?? Official Road Seeking 1

  Qin Aimin said a few words and then hastily hung up the phone and rushed out of the delivery room towards the entrance of the rural health clinic not far away.

  From a distance, two dark figures were seen being carried out of the Liberation Building, accompanied by a pungent smell of smoke and the sound of wailing. Among the mournful cries, the most heart-wrenching was that of Lin Xiaohua, one of the deputy directors of the Family Planning Bureau, whose sobs moved even Qin Aimin to feel a deep sense of sorrow.

  When they arrived at the clinic entrance, two dark figures had already been carried in. Qin Aimin hastily grabbed one of the family planning officials and asked, "What's going on?"

  "We just went to Lin Dawang's house in Daya Village and removed the tiles from his roof. Lin Dawang was like a madman, pouring gasoline on himself and setting it on fire, then tightly hugging Li Xiangzhang without letting go."

  As he spoke, this staff member suddenly squatted on the ground and burst into loud sobs, it's unknown whether he was scared or what.

  Qin Ai felt a chill run down her spine. In rural areas, the most difficult work to carry out is family planning. For the sake of having a son to carry on their lineage, those rural men would stop at nothing and dare to fight with anyone, especially in places like Dashixiang, which was notorious for being a den of bandits before liberation. Every year, dozens of people in the countryside are injured due to conflicts over family planning issues.

  As for the demolition of houses, this is just a common tactic used in rural family planning work. If you can't pay the fine for having too many children, they'll take your belongings, even to the point of tearing down your house. That's why every time the local family planning office takes action, they do it in large groups, with everyone working together.

  "Lin Dawai doesn't even think about it, he's already had four, and yet he still wants to have more." The staff member said while crying.

  "Four? All daughters?" Qin Aimin asked, but in his heart he was thinking that Lin Dawang was indeed unlucky.

  "What's the situation with Township Head Li, is he seriously injured?" Secretary Yang Daqing rushed over with a large group of township heads who were at home, asking loudly before they even got close.

  The one who answered Yang Daqing was not a staff member at the entrance of the township government, but the director of the health center who rushed out of the health center quickly.

  "Secretary Yang, Township Head Li and Lin Dawang were severely burned. Our clinic is not equipped to rescue them, we can only rush them to the District People's Hospital."

  Yang Daqing was anxious upon hearing this, "What are we waiting for? Hurry up and send Li Xiangzhang and that son of a bitch Lin Dawang away in the car!"

  At this point, whether it was Li Xiangzhang or Lin Dawang, they could only try their best to rescue him. Even if Lin Dawang couldn't let him die now, otherwise the incident of Dashixiang's family planning forcing people to death would be too big for Dashixiang to handle. After all, the shock value of being burned to death and being burned is absolutely incomparable. Even a severe burn is much less responsible than a death report.

  The director of the health center smiled wryly and replied, "Director Yang, since this hospital was converted into a municipal central hospital, they no longer allow us to run up bills here in our rural area. Our clinic doesn't have any money now."

  Yang Daqing heard that Qian Zi was also worried, and finally could only cast his eyes on Qin Aimin standing aside. The head of the finance department of Dashiqiao Township, Yue Changqing, had gone to the county finance bureau for money a week ago, so now the big manager of Dashiqiao Township is Qin Aimin.

  Yang Dazheng looked at himself and Qin Aimin became even more anxious. "Secretary Yang, the finance department doesn't have any money either."

  Yang Daqing furrowed his brow and scratched his head, finally looking helpless as he said to Qin Aimin: "How much money do you have? Take it out first, I'll go to the county again later."

  "This People's Hospital is really something, just because they changed their name it's not our ordinary people's hospital anymore. Back then when they were renovating the People's Hospital, our village sent over a hundred laborers to work for them for free for half a month, why didn't they give us any money back then? A bunch of deadbeat sons of bitches, I'll go find their director and demand my money, if they don't pay up the wages from back then, I'll tear down their hospital."

  Yang Daqing is a native of Dashiqiao, from production team leader to deputy director of the revolutionary committee, and finally to vice township head, township head, and secretary. He has dedicated his life to Dashiqiao Township and naturally knows more about its past than anyone else!