Chapter 64 Collection and Turnover

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It was only one day and one night after returning, and there was no food at home, Feng Yiping was too lazy to clean up for a while, put his things down, and was about to go to a few uncles' houses for a meal, when Feng Weidong and Feng Hongbing and their son came in.

Feng Weidong looked at it inside and out, "It's not bad, but the two leaks are more serious, especially this one in the main room, which must be repaired. My house didn't have a re-inspection last year. I didn't expect it to be so abnormal this year, with so much rain. Now There are also three or four rain leaks. The forecast says that the rain will stop the day after tomorrow. I will try to find a way to get some tiles nearby tomorrow, and the two of us will check it together the day after tomorrow, but I can't do it alone. Dongming and the others are all at home. Talk about it and ask them to help the day after tomorrow."

Lunch was at Feng Hongbing's house, and dinner was at Er Bo's house. From the beginning of the year to the present, the second uncle's family also treats him as a guest. The salted fish, bacon, fresh tofu, egg drop soup and a few fresh vegetables are definitely a very hearty meal for the farmer.

During the meal, Feng Yiping told the matter, the second uncle agreed, and the day after tomorrow he and Dongming went to help, "It's raining so much this year, if you don't come back, I'm also going to go to Weidong's house to get the keys, go to you home to see."

After eating, his cousin Dongming laughed at him, "I can't tell, you look so thin, you can eat better than a strong worker like me!"

Auntie said to him, "Don't talk about others, when you and Yiping are so old, you can't eat the same!"

After dinner, he came out of the second uncle's house, and Dongming sent him home with a flashlight, carrying a large bag of peanuts, which the second aunt fried specially for him at night.

Because nothing was tidy up at home, so at night, Feng Yiping and Feng Hongbing huddled together. Fortunately, it was also a big bed, two people sleeping on both ends, very spacious.

The next morning, Feng Yiping was rummaging through the suitcases in the bedroom when he heard someone come in. When he came out, he saw that it was the village party secretary with the accountant and the women's director. These few village cadres who are not waiting to come to the door probably got the news from the classmates who came back together yesterday, and they are afraid that they came over after breakfast.

Without waiting for Feng Yiping to say hello, they sat down on their own stools, and the secretary said carelessly, "It's not respectful to smoke, why don't you even say hello to tea?"

Feng Yiping was still thinking of going to Feng Hongbing's house to bring a pot of tea over, but when he heard what he said, he was too lazy to run, "I only came back yesterday, and I was eating and lodging in other people's houses, the fire didn't start, don't say tea, even hot There is no water, so I can only ignore it.”

The party secretary suddenly choked up. He was another son in the village, and his surname was not Feng, and he was often seen before. When he was in elementary school, Feng Yiping had to pass by his door every time he went to school. In his impression, he was a timid and not very talkative child. Why is he talking so hard now?

However, Feng Yiping said this, even if he has an opinion, it is not easy to attack. The adults are not at home, he cares about a child, and it is said that he does not care. Seeing the opportunity, the women's director went to Feng Weidong's house next door to get a pot of tea and a few cups by the way.

I heard that the party secretary and the others were all here, and Feng Weidong also followed and sat down with him.

The party secretary and the others did not have anything else to do. The village accountant held the abacus on the table for a while, and then handed Feng Yiping a note, "Your family's public grain allowance and three-tied-up five-lineage this year, 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 them. He was very interested in the above items, so he read them down one by one.

Feng Weidong took a cigarette and said, "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 be the master of such a thing."

The secretary was puffing at the clouds and put Feng Weidongjing's cigarette to his ear, "You don't know, your brother has made nearly 10,000 yuan easily by writing in less than a year. , He can't be the family or the master of these hundreds of dollars?"

Feng Weidong certainly knows about Feng Yiping, no matter what his attitude is in private, he will definitely support him at this time, "I don't say that, Yiping is his ability to write and make money, if there are more students like this in the village, all of us will look on their faces. There is light, isn't it? Of course, the adults are the ones to turn over these matters. My uncle and the others will come back when they harvest the millet, and they will definitely not lose a cent. Even when they were sad a few years ago, they didn't owe them anything. The money in the village, life is 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 drank at some place in the morning. He knew that Feng Zhenchang and the others would be fine when they came back during the autumn harvest. , why do you have to delay it until the second half of the year?"

Although Feng Weidong is a temporary worker, he works in the county winery. He thinks that he has seen the world, has an income, is considered a person in the village, and has a good face. I was also a little annoyed, "Folks in the villages, everyone knows some things, and there are many people who delay the payment of the money until the end of the year. If you come to look for 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 them. All year round, they don't do shit, and they only know how to collect money.

There are two main types of money collection, one is to collect and turn over the money, and the other is to collect family planning fines. When collecting the 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.

It has been fine in the past two years, but in previous years it was also very good. If you don’t have money, you can take food. If you don’t have enough food, the pigs in the pen will be taken away from you.

If something like this happened before last year, Feng Weidong would at most help and say a few words. This year is different. Feng Zhenchang and the others can make money now, and they all feel that Feng Yiping will have a future. Although Feng Yiping is still several years away from the university entrance examination, it is uncertain 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 the countryside, because the general education level is not high, people with culture are in awe, and such a wonderful person as Feng Yiping is rare in the county, not to mention the village.

So at this time, in the face of such a thing, Feng Weidong of course must protect Feng Yiping.

Party Secretary has been sitting in this seat for more than ten years, and this is the first time that such a situation has been encountered. Knowing that Feng Yiping was at home alone, he thought he was holding the matter in his hands. Feng Weidong would at most help him with a few words. He didn't expect that Feng Yiping didn't seem to be a fuel-efficient lamp. Feng Weidong was still standing opposite.

Of course, he knew the situation in Yuanli. Although he was poor, he was very united to the outside world. What he did today, he really couldn't stand up to scrutiny. Knowing these things, those who are in a hurry, such as Dong Ming, might point at him and scold him in person. Thinking of this, he also woke up more than half of the time, but he couldn't find the stairs, and he had nothing to say for a while.

The village accountant's surname is Feng, and according to his seniority, he wants to be called Uncle Feng Yiping. At this time, he came out to smooth things out, "I came here today, mainly to let me know, and I didn't say that I must collect the money today. The note is in your hand, uncle, please inform As an adult, it’s good to have a spectrum in your heart.”

Feng Yiping really didn't care about this debate, he was completely attracted by the content of the note. Now all the payments are made by the accountant. In a few years, in order to supervise the charges, there seems to be another small booklet of the "Farmer's Burden Supervision Form", which lists the various fees that should be paid.

On this note, the first item is the public grain discount. His family has to pay more than 400 catties of public grain. The village has not accepted the grain for a long time. More than one hundred and twenty dollars.

Next are the three items of retention in the village, including provident fund, public welfare fund, and management fees, as well as five co-ordinations belonging to the township, including education surcharges, family planning, special care, militia training, road construction and other public welfare undertakings.

Next, there are ten jobs that each household has to provide every year, which is also converted into money. In addition, each person is charged 15 yuan per head, as well as slaughter fees, etc. On average, each person is more than 60. The four members of Feng Yiping's family add up to more than 260 yuan. With the current income level, this is definitely not a small number.

It was the first time Feng Yiping knew that farmers also paid the provident fund! This should be a proper noun. It should be expropriated for urban workers to solve housing problems. Why do farmers have to pay?

There is also the public welfare fund. As far back as he can remember, he has never seen a single welfare payment in the village.

There are also education surcharges and road construction. For many years, the village has not built roads or built new schools. What is the money for? There is also militia training. When have you seen militia training in these years?

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

After he read it, he asked these questions in front of him. As a child, he has an advantage. To put it more bluntly, you don't care about it as an adult, right?

After listening to his words, the secretary still didn't speak, the accountant hesitated and couldn't understand, and the female director said, "Uncle, keep the note, we will leave today, and we will go to another home!"

When the village cadre left, Feng Weidong asked him to go home for lunch. Feng Yiping carefully folded the note, 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, the comrades in the vast rural areas are really like stepmothers. One of the biggest things the state has done for us is to grant each household a piece of land, no, it is not a piece of land, it is just the right to contract a piece of land for farmers, and there is still a term.

The farmers who contracted must pay taxes to the state, and the various taxes set by the state should definitely be relatively low, but in a closed and impoverished place like Feng Yiping’s place, level by level, the peasants’ annual income will be increased. The payment must be at least 30% of the total income.

In addition to chemical fertilizers and pesticides, and asking people to help when transplanting rice and cutting grains, all kinds of expenses are calculated, not counting the labor costs of the farmers themselves. After more than 300 days of hard work a year, the money is definitely at a loss.

At the end of the year, thousands of kilograms of grain are left behind to make ends meet.

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

It seems that at the beginning of the next century, there will finally be a grass-roots cadre who is the secretary of a township - this is also a high-ranking official for the peasants.

After that, the state began to investigate, but it will take more than ten years until the agricultural tax is fully abolished.