Crossing A Small Country And Developing GDP To The First Place

Republic of Burkina.

dougagu,

Nayafaso Village, Wausau County.

…

This village was once shrouded in clouds and so dark that it was difficult to see even one’s fingers.

Today, the sun is shining!

The sky was so clean that it seemed as if it had been washed, and it was as crystal clear as blue crystal.

But occasionally there is still a little shadow.

“What do you mean!?”

“What do I mean?”

“what do you mean?”

“I don’t mean anything!”

Two former serfs, now farmers, were standing by a ditch, arguing over whose field could be watered more.

The more they talked, the more excited they became.

The surroundings were even more crowded with people who were watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.

“Fight! Fight!”

“What’s the use of scolding? Do it!”

“Hei Wa, just give him a punch!”

“Don’t make any noise if you can do it!”

Since everyone is from the same village, it is usually one-on-one, and there are rarely group fights or even armed fights between villages.

“I’ll count to three, if you don’t get out of the way, I’ll beat you up!”

“I…I will come if I can! Do you think I’m afraid of you?”

Just when the two of them were encouraged by the people around them, they were about to start a 1V1 battle between real men.

“What are you doing? What are you doing here? The ground at home has been plowed? The water has been poured? Did you earn money to marry your wife? Or did you earn money from rice cereal for your children? You two are so busy, right?”

From behind the crowd of onlookers, there was suddenly a loud shout.

“!?”

Hearing this familiar voice, the onlookers were stunned for a moment, and then dispersed in a rush.

After the onlookers dispersed.

There were only two peasant men who were about to take action, each standing at a loss, and a middle-aged man in simple clothes.

Among the two peasant men, the less dark-looking man said: “Village chief, it was Heiwa who said he wanted to take action first. I am…belonging to him. Anyway, he was the one who took action first!”

Don’t wait for the middle-aged man to say anything.

Another man named Hei Wa, who was indeed dark-looking, said aggrievedly: “Village chief, it was obvious that he was the one who blocked my field with mud diversion canals and refused to give me water. I asked him to get out of the way and he still didn’t get out of the way. , I’m just about to take action.”

The middle-aged man looked at the two men separately, then at the aqueduct on the ground, and almost immediately understood the cause and course of the matter.

Because this kind of thing is not uncommon in rural areas!

What middle-aged people have to do now is to give results.

He criticized sternly: “Hei Niu, you did this wrong! The aqueduct belongs to everyone, not your family! What you did is…”

After ten minutes of serious criticism.

Black Bull begged: “Village Chief, I know I was wrong, please stop saying it!”

“Since I know I was wrong, I won’t say anything more.”

After the words fell to the ground.

The middle-aged man looked at Hei Wa again and said, “Hei Wa, what happened to you, what kind of grievance did you suffer, why don’t you come to me? Why do you always want to take action?

If I hadn’t just happened to be passing by today and stopped you by drinking, you would have ended up maiming the black cow or even beating it to death. You would have been jailed and shot.

Do you know the serious consequences? ”

“ah!?”

A whole sentence later, Hei Wa heard the word “shooting” and was instantly frightened.

“You know you’re right to be afraid!”

Seeing that Hei Wa realized the seriousness, the middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction.

But he still didn’t let him go.

The middle-aged man continued to mutter: “In order to get the land, you had to quit your job when you found it in the city, return to the village, and then pester me every day.

I thought you were pitiful, and since you were indeed from this village, I gave you a land. But if you continue to have such a bad temper, you will start fighting with others over trivial matters.

I will take back the land I allocated to you! ”

Of course, the middle-aged man has no right to take the land back. He just said this to scare Hei Wa so that he would be more worried before taking action against others in the future.

Otherwise, it would be Hei Wa’s physique and strength.

What the middle-aged man just said about being maimed and beaten to death was no joke!

“!?”

If I were just a little scared just now.

Now, Hei Wa was almost scared to death!

He quickly said: “I won’t take action! I will never take action again! Village chief, you must not take my land back!”

“That’s good!”

The middle-aged man nodded, but immediately realized a problem.

He quickly added:”But you can’t let others bully you. If someone else strikes first, as long as you don’t beat him to death, then you have done nothing wrong. Do you understand?”

“Understood!”

“It’s good that you understand. Okay, you two go home and rest quickly. It will be time to pick cotton soon, and you will have to transport the cotton to the city. It will be very tiring.

By the way, I almost forgot to tell you. From now on, the land will be used to grow staple foods, and no more secretly growing cotton is allowed, otherwise I will pull it all out for you! ”

…

Dugagu Clothing Manufacturing Co., Ltd., Factory.

Although it is still a few days away from the end of July, traders and farmers have already begun to bring rough-processed cotton to the factory door in pickup trucks, oxen carts, donkey carts, etc.

The factory also specially arranged people to purchase the cotton shipped by these retail investors.

“Uncle, your cotton is weighed at 407 kilograms. Our factory buys it in bulk at 18 yuan and 50 cents per kilogram. The total is 7529 yuan and 50 cents.”

As he spoke, a female worker took out seventy-five red North African coins and a dozen other colors of North African coins from the drawer.

Since there are no landlords and French exploitation, the money farmers can get after selling cotton is more than five or six times more than before.

“You can count again.”

After the female worker counted it again, she stretched out her hand and handed it to an old farmer with a stooped back and a ravaged face in front of her.

“New coins? Little girl, can you give me the old coins? I want the old coins.”

The old farmer was a little embarrassed when he saw the North African coins handed over by the female worker.

The female worker shook her head and said: “I’m sorry, sir. We are a state-owned company, we only have North African currency, not North African francs.”

“This… okay! New coins are new coins!”

After hesitating for a moment, the old farmer took the North African coins, and then slowly counted them one after another with his thick hands full of calluses and scars.

More than two hours later.

“Mom Aaron, it turns out you are harvesting cotton here! I mean, why haven’t I seen you all day?”

William’s mother came out of the factory gate and saw the female workers counting coins and cotton at the factory gate, with a happy smile on her face.

“Huh? Mother William, are you leaving get off work early?”

“Yes, isn’t my son going to study in the Soviet Union tomorrow? I took half a day off from the team leader and planned to go home and cook a delicious meal for my son.”

“I really envy you for having such a wonderful son! It’s not like the one in my family who secretly went to be a soldier. I don’t even know whether he is dead or alive now, ugh…”