Married the Tough Guy After Transmigrating
Chapter 320 - 321: Dividing Property Among Households

Chapter 320: Chapter 321: Dividing Property Among Households

"Do not think that he just did not see this little aunt, calling this Captain Xu’s father."

Director Gu reached out his palm and introduced, "This young lady is Minister Xu of the Food Factory, Designer Xu of the Textile Factory, and also the girl who has been praised by the Foreign Ministry of Shanghai in the newspaper.

She is also the girl who has made great contributions to Yu Province, and has brought immeasurable development to Yu County—since Director Sheng has so many complaints.

It seems you are more capable than this young lady, how about Director Sheng arranging a job for all the returned educated youths in Yu County right now, just in time to solve the employment problems for the people of our Yu County?"

As soon as Director Gu had spoken, the expressions of everyone present changed like a palette, colorful.

Director Sheng’s face was even more embarrassing, as uncomfortable as if he were swallowing bile, and his eyes were filled with panic.

If he offended Xu Ying, he had seen what had happened to Director Zhang of Qingshan Commune before, directly causing public resentment and ultimately leading to his suspension—not to mention.

Once a revered director in their commune who dominated their village, he was later resented by the whole commune, with everyone throwing rotten eggs and vegetables at him whenever they saw him.

Looking at Xu Ying, Director Sheng’s face was dry, swallowing his shame, he said, "So this is Miss Xu, look at me, I’m old and my eyes aren’t good.

I’m sorry, Miss Xu, you wouldn’t hold it against an old man like me, would you?"

Xu Ying smiled faintly, "As a young girl, I naturally dare not bicker with those elders who take advantage of their age.

Director Gu, I also support the division of production to households. The division of land to individual families can encourage everyone to manage on their own, and it can fully stimulate the enthusiasm of farmers.

Imagine a piece of land that everyone works together on—first feeling that they must do a good job, automatically thinking about slacking off, then thinking the third will work, and then following suit in slacking off—thinking there’s still one and two to rely on.

In the end, no one bothers with it, but if a piece of land is your own, you are sure to care deeply because it will reward you, and you know if you don’t work, no one else will help you.

Not only that, with the division of production to households, people can choose their farming methods based on market demand and their own resource status, which directly enhances the economic development of the local farmers..."

Hearing Xu Ying’s words, Director Gu was full of praise, which aligned completely with his views.

Finally, the meeting concluded, and Director Gu announced, "We will start implementing the division of production to households. Directors of all communes go back today and call meetings with village chiefs to start allocating land to households."

Mr. Xu and Xu Ying were sent back together by Director Gu and Director Sun.

Upon arriving home, just as Xu Qingqing was passing by, she saw Xu Ying chatting happily with the County Director, and she was even more envious.

She just couldn’t understand what was good about Xu Ying and why all the top leaders liked her.

Could it be because she was beautiful?

Xu Qingqing covered her mouth in shock, wondering if Xu Ying was getting the leaders’ appreciation through that means.

Xu Qingqing suddenly felt very envious herself.

She excitedly ran towards home, unable to wait to share this news with her mother.

Mr. Xu and Xu Ying returned home.

The next morning, people from the village gathered early to start the division of production to households.

"Captain, are we really dividing the land among the households? Now that everyone takes care of their own land, the harvest is all our own, and we don’t have to hand it in anymore?" Zhang Dacao was most curious.

Mr. Xu took up the megaphone: "Everyone, keep quiet. From now on, we are implementing the division of production to households. Whoever owns the land manages it themselves, the harvest is all their own, no longer to be handed over.

Of course, if you don’t take good care of the crops in your own fields, and when there’s no harvest, no one will take care of you.

After the land was allocated, everyone was free to do as they pleased, whether they wanted to plant wheat, soybeans, corn, or sweet potatoes.

"Next, let’s proceed with drawing lots to allocate the land," Mr. Xu announced.

The villagers were all visibly excited; they were going to have their own land.

"Captain, I’ll go first," Zhang Dacao called out first, eager to find out where her land was.

"What did Da Cao draw?" the curious villagers around her asked.

Zhang Dacao cheered, "First-class field!"

"Each person can draw once, a couple can draw twice, and so on, Auntie Da Cao, you should draw again," Xu Ying said.

Zhang Dacao nodded, her face flushed with excitement, and drew once more. She was somewhat disappointed—it was a second-class field—but it wasn’t too bad.

The lottery continued swiftly. When it was Xu Qingqing’s family’s turn, Liu Yuefen looked suspicious. "Captain, you’re not tampering with the box, are you?"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Xu immediately became angry. He had always been upright and dedicated to the village in his lifetime.

Now, to be insulted like this by Liu Yuefen made him tremble with rage.

"You—" Mrs. Xu’s words were cut off as her daughter held her back.

"Auntie Tang, do you think everyone is as scheming as you? Dad, pour out all the slips of paper, let her pick herself," Xu Ying said and then secretly activated the system: "Purchase that Unlucky Talisman for her and her daughter."

"Okay, host."

Liu Yuefen, seeing Xu Ying obey, proudly raised her head, looking smugly at her daughter. "Later, each of us will pick two."

Xu Qingqing nodded and scrutinized the many slips of paper on the table. After careful consideration, she picked up two.

After she picked them up, her father exclaimed excitedly, "Quick, see what kind of fields they are."

As the family held their breaths, not daring to breathe loudly, the slips were slowly opened. The characters on them turned Xu Qingqing’s father pale with anger: "How come both are third-class fields? I knew you should have just drawn once, what rotten luck."

After he finished speaking, he looked at his wife, "Hurry and open yours to see what it is."

Liu Yuefen, also disappointed in her daughter, glared at her and opened her slip of paper, and was immediately dumbfounded.

"How come you also got a third-class field?" Xu Qingqing’s father was so angry he nearly spat blood. How could they all be so unlucky?

Xu Qingqing’s elder and second brothers’ families suddenly grew restless, looking at their father, "You said one chance per person, yet you allowed mom and our little sister to go twice each, and now, look, all the chances have been wasted."

"It’s true, never seen anyone this unlucky, four slips and all third-class fields."

Xu Ying couldn’t help but delight in their misfortune, joking from the side, "Auntie Tang, you and Qingqing really have awful luck.

I’ve never seen anyone draw the worst fields four times in a row."

Mrs. Xu finally found the opportunity to get back at Liu Yuefen and her children, her face full of satisfaction, "Sometimes, you see, it depends on one’s moral character. People with bad character don’t prosper.

I think this is heaven’s way of saying that some people have done too many bad things, so they end up this unlucky."

The expressions on Liu Yuefen and Xu Qingqing’s faces changed like they were mixing paints.

Xu Qingqing’s father, anger written all over his face, forcefully shoved the mother and daughter away, "A total waste of this opportunity, I’ll do it."