Rebirth 78: Hunting for Treasure in the Mountains, Spoiling My Wife and Daughter to the Heavens

Thoughts, hesitation, and a sliver of passion.

It must be said that Lu Weiguo's words were much more agreeable than those of the other liaison officers.

Those young commune liaisons, when they arrived in the village, could only talk about the documents and policies from above.

Then he threw out a sentence that must be carried out and left.

How should the policy be interpreted, understood, and implemented?

This old man attended two meetings at the commune, but he still didn't understand anything.

Although this seemingly unserious comrade did not interpret the policy.

However, it made him understand what the commune was doing.

But this young comrade is wrong about one thing. This is not something that reconnaissance soldiers do, but something that the elite detachment does!

"Old man, do you understand, but don't know how to do it? Or what the purpose is?"

As Lu Weiguo spoke, he pointed to his watch and clothes.

"Let me state my purpose first: to make everyone as wealthy as I am, so that every family can first have enough to eat and wear, and then pursue intellectual and ideological goals."

Let some people get rich first, then help another group, and finally achieve common prosperity.

Lu Weiguo also felt a little sad when he said this.

This slogan has been sung for decades.

In this day and age, almost everyone from two-year-old toddlers to seventy- or eighty-year-old seniors knows this.

Everyone followed this slogan.

Let some people get rich first.

Which group of people?

They are those who are helpful to the country as a whole and can connect with the world.

For example, draw a circle with your left hand and point to a dot with your right hand.

The whole country provided strong support.

But those who got rich first may later suffer from dementia and forget the second half of the sentence.

This has led to some resource-rich cities in the Northeast and Northwest becoming ghost towns.

But Lu Weiguo couldn't say these things at this time.

"Then tell me what we should do?"

The old man's lifelong principles are beginning to waver.

He once believed that the collective economy and the egalitarian economy were the greatest policies in the world.

Everyone can contribute their share, and everyone eats the same food and does the same work.

Their village is getting better and better.

But what this young comrade said makes some sense.

Especially that goal, it sounds exciting.

"It's actually very simple; we just started with the household responsibility system."

Lu Weiguo repeated the same old refrain, "Have you noticed that a decade or so ago, when you were working, you had less and less enthusiasm? And now the village is becoming increasingly difficult to manage."

Sometimes, even per-centimeter measurements are needed for management. It's not that today's young people can't work.

Instead, some people just try to shirk their duties and cheat, figuring that since they're all earning the same number of work points anyway, it doesn't matter whether they do a little more or a little less.

But if the land is to be distributed to individuals... what they cultivate, what they pay to the state, what they distribute to the collective, and what's left is theirs—wouldn't that mean they'd have to work harder?

I was thinking of producing more grain.

The old man nodded. He had heard these words before and understood them, but...

"Grandpa, you don't need to worry about the village losing its voice and becoming difficult to manage. Now it's a dual-track system. During the off-season, we can use work points to incentivize everyone to build roads and water conservancy projects. Besides, your commune should also be considered a village-run collective enterprise, right?"

We can leverage the village's own strengths to establish a collective enterprise, which is essentially the same as a collective economy. Therefore, Village Chief Zhao,

The sooner you engage with reform, the better. If you continue to obstruct reform, you'll harm not us, but yourselves.

After Lu Weiguo finished speaking, he lit a cigarette and started smoking without any rush.

The old man's dry tobacco had a harsh, unpleasant smell; it was clear he hadn't added any seasonings.

After drying, it was smoked.

After a few sips, Lu Weiguo's head started to spin, as if he had drunk too much.

Zhao Jiahuan looked at the two of them anxiously.

I don't know why we were talking so well just a moment ago, and suddenly everyone stopped talking.

She was only placed in this position by her father, and now that the children are grown up, she can get rid of them.

We need to find her something to do.

The level and qualifications are sufficient.

Both father and daughter had their own selfish motives for assigning her to Lu Weiguo's side.

One of them was thinking of using Lu Weiguo's abilities to make her daughter's resume more impressive.

The other thought that spending more time with Lu Weiguo was good enough; as for her own abilities...

With such a wonderful man by your side, why worry about so much?

They stayed there quietly for a long time.

The old man finally couldn't hold back any longer and said, "Young comrades, I'll ask you one last question."

"What do you say, sir?"

"This is absolutely not a revival of small-scale farming or capitalists!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Weiguo chuckled: "Old man, just look at your village, even if all the land were distributed out, who could become a capitalist?!"

Just as Old Master Zhao was about to say, "You can't say that," he continued, "Back when we were fighting the Japanese, we couldn't overlook any detail, and we shouldn't underestimate any enemy."

But....

Now, everyone in these villages is a relative of mine.

There are no enemies.

Isn't it a good thing to make life better for your own family?

"Weiguo!" Zhao Jiahuan felt that Lu Weiguo's words were a bit harsh and hurriedly stopped him.

Grandpa Zhao waved his hand and stood up, leaning on his cane. "The young man is right. Those who get rich first should help those who are still poor. Why don't we be the ones who get rich first?"

These past few days, I've been sending my son to the commune for training, and to some collective enterprise or something. Little comrade, if any problems arise, I'll definitely come to you for help.

If you don't take care of me then, this old man, half-buried in the ground, will just die right at your doorstep!

Lu Weiguo smiled and hurriedly reached out to shake Zhao Village Chief's hand.

"May you live to be a hundred! Whatever problems you have, just come to me. If I don't help, I'll die before you!"

Everything is trivial except for life and death.

Seeing Lu Weiguo say this, Old Master Zhao was relieved.

They began arranging lunch for Lu Weiguo and his companion.

Seeing that Grandpa Zhao was in high spirits, Lu Weiguo smiled and subconsciously hugged Zhao Jia Huan tightly.

The two embraced, and Lu Weiguo held her waist, spinning her around wildly.

"Okay, okay, I'm a little dizzy... Hahaha, Weiguo, you're amazing! You even managed to crack the toughest bone."

From the commune to the county committee, everyone called Village Chief Zhao an old revolutionary.

Given his status, he won't listen to soft tactics, nor dare to take hard ones.

No one could do anything about him.

Unexpectedly, Lu Weiguo reached an agreement in just one morning.

"Is this what you call difficult?" Lu Weiguo put Zhao Jiahuan down, and only then did he realize that his behavior was somewhat inappropriate.

"Old Master Zhao can listen to us. I remember in your documents, there are a few village chiefs who don't listen to anything. Those are the most difficult to deal with."