The reclamation of wasteland in Jinhe County is done in turmoil. Because of the county's leadership and the strong support of the militia, after many wasteland was reclaimed, people were directly arranged to plant in spring.

However, due to the limited number of militiamen, all the wasteland of the production teams could not be reclaimed at once, and only arrangements were made one by one, which caused some production teams to be unable to sit still and worry that they would not be able to catch up with the spring planting after falling behind.

If something else happens, the captains of the production team will not make demands with the organization, but in this kind of thing that is clearly at a loss if you don’t yell a few times, the old captains don’t want to sit around and wait for the arrangements. Go to the commune and ask to arrange for people to open up wasteland as soon as possible.

The secretary of the commune was forced to have no choice but to seek support from the county.

Song Dongzheng saw a stack of communes' applications for land reclamation, smiled and drank tea, "show it to Secretary Lin."

Luo Wei hurriedly sent the application form to Secretary Lin’s office.

After a while, Luo Wei looked serious when he came back. Until I entered the room, I couldn't help but smile, "Secretary Lin is angry and is patting the table, saying that this is something you raised and let you solve it yourself."

"Secretary Lin said that?" Song Dongzheng smiled.

"Yes."

"Then, let me know. Arrange for the following communes to come to the county for a meeting. The theme of the meeting is to further deploy the production team to open up wasteland."

"I'll notify you immediately." Luo Wei ran away quickly. In my heart, I feel that my leadership is really too high.

Before, the militias of the commune and the production team were held in their hands, but now they are here again. From now on, those in the communes below will also know how powerful the county magistrate Song is.

After Song Dongzheng issued the notice this time, the secretaries of the various communes actively went to the county for meetings.

No way, not only was the production team worried that other production teams would go ahead, the commune was also worried that other communes would reclaim more wasteland than their own, and they were worried that they would suffer. In the future, when we look at our political achievements, the commune's grain production lags behind. Then there will be any good opportunities to make others cheaper?

Song Dongzheng sat in the conference room, silently watching several commune secretaries arguing over which commune to open up wasteland.

When they were almost quarreling, Song Dongzheng patted the table and watched them calm down. Then he said, "What is it, if you want to fight, go outside."

The secretary of the Dashan Commune quickly said, "Mayor Song, we have no choice. The production teams below are all fighting. If we don't solve it, it is not easy to explain to the comrades below."

The secretary of the Xitang Commune also said, "The county magistrate Song and the county magistrate are all quarreling. It is very difficult for us here in Xitang. I hope the leaders can understand us."

Others agreed, "Yes, County Magistrate Song, you have to help. If this matter is not resolved, the secretary of our commune will also let the people below complain.

Song Dongzheng smiled while holding the tea cup, "Don't panic, the difficulties are raised, and of course they must be resolved. For example, when I said that militias were to be recruited, the commune below dragged it and dragged it, but won't it be resolved in the end?"

Hearing Song Dongzheng's words, some commune secretaries felt a little embarrassed.

Some of them support the county secretary Lin, and they naturally look down on this young county chief. So when they heard that the militia was to be recruited, they were all guarded, worrying that the county magistrate might get into trouble after someone had someone in his hands. I have been procrastinating, and I have nothing to do after receiving the notice. Later, the militia corps recruited by County Magistrate Song came down to pick the people in person, and this was done.

Now Magistrate Song mentioned this incident obviously to remind them that he remembered all the things that happened back then.

Song Dongzheng looked at the commune secretaries whose faces had changed, and said with a slight smile, "I have plans for this wasteland reclamation, but I also need everyone's cooperation."

"Mayor Song, you said." Linshui Commune Secretary said.

Song Dongzheng said, "I know that there are grain requisition teams in the commune, so let the grain requisition teams participate in the land reclamation. Now when hiring people, these people are idle. Now they don’t need to collect grain."

The commune secretaries looked even worse. The grain requisition team is the team used in the commune to go to the people's home to collect grain. Sometimes the public grains handed in by the production teams were not enough. In order to make a business, the communes would find these grain collection teams to buy grain at the homes of the people.

They also know that the ration team is indeed too strong sometimes.

This time Magistrate Song wanted to rectify the grain collection team.

The secretary of the Linshui Commune said, "Our Linshui Commune has always adhered to the instructions of the Song County Magistrate. When we go back, we will arrange for a grain requisition team to join the land reclamation team."

Song Dongzheng nodded, "Okay, Linshui Commune has responded positively and deserves encouragement. Tomorrow, the militia will be arranged to reclaim wasteland in Linshui Commune."

The secretary of Linshui Commune suddenly looked happy.

When the other commune secretaries saw it, they were very angry.

But seeing Song Dongzheng like that, I also know that Song Dongzheng is determined this time. If it doesn't agree with him, I don't know when this wasteland can be opened to their commune.

So everyone began to respond, saying that they would arrange for a grain requisition team to join the land reclamation team.

"Well, since everyone supports the work in the county so much, the county should also provide you with support. A bowl of water should always be smooth. Let's arrange it in the order in which we just responded. Everyone is okay."

Hearing Song Dongzheng's words, the production team who responded first naturally had no objection. "The arrangement of County Mayor Song is fair. Our commune has no objection."

The other communes that came in the back were not happy, and they were going to yell at Song Dongzheng, and Song Dongzheng said, "Do you think the commune that responds first should be left behind?"

As soon as these words came out, the secretaries of the commune in the front lined up again and yelled against them.

The two sides started to make noise again.

Song Dongzheng was drinking tea while holding a teacup while watching them make noise.

Song Dongzheng drove people back for dinner after the noon. As for those unconvinced communes, he did not care.

These commune secretaries have become accustomed to eloquent words on their respective grounds. If they are softened once, they will form a habit in the future and will not put his leadership in their eyes.

This time he wants them to watch, whoever obeys the arrangement and regards him as a leader, he will help whoever.

Luo Wei worried, "Leader, I think some of them have gone to Secretary Lin's house. It seems that they are looking for Secretary Lin's help."

"Let's find it, it's better to find it." Song Dongzheng said with a calm expression.

On the other side, Secretary Lin was entangled with a headache. If he had known that the wasteland reclamation was so troublesome, he would have said that he would not agree with Song Dongzheng's mischief.

He thought that Song Dongzheng just wanted political achievements, but now it seems more than that. This young man had a lot of thoughts, not only wanted political achievements, but also used this to suppress the secretaries of the communes below, and even took the opportunity to incorporate the militias of the communes below.

Before the secretary, he had not found out, he controlled most of the armed forces silently.

Now that there are too many other people, as long as the commune doesn't carry out what they want to do, he will directly let the people of the militia do it, and instead put the commune aside.

Secretary Lin felt that he had to do something.

On the second day, he convened a meeting of the county standing committee, mainly to discuss the issue of land reclamation.

After everyone arrived, Secretary Lin went straight to the point. "The secretaries of the commune below have very opinions. This shows that our wasteland reclamation decision was wrong and caused trouble for the commune below. I suggest suspending wasteland reclamation and letting the wasteland reclamation work. The teams return to their positions."

As soon as Secretary Lin finished speaking, everyone else looked at Song Dongzheng.

Song Dongzheng said, "Which commune secretaries did Secretary Lin learn about their opinions? As far as I know, they are very active in land reclamation. Their application is still kept on my side."

"I know, but the following communes also complained because they were unable to open up wasteland in time. Comrade Dongzheng, we must respect the opinions of the people."

Song Dongzheng directly took out a piece of paper from his notebook and signed it densely.

"Secretary Lin said very well. We must respect the opinions of the people. Therefore, the public opinion survey document I conducted for yesterday's arrangement, and those who signed their names on it agreed with my arrangement yesterday. There are 23 in our county. There are now 12 communes that have agreed. This should be regarded as respecting the opinions of the people."

Secretary Lin: "..."

No one thought that Song Dongzheng had prepared so well. The appearance of this public opinion questionnaire made Secretary Lin's subsequent words unspeakable.

Seeing Secretary Lin's red face, Song Dongzheng smiled lightly. Fortunately, Comrade Xiaosu liked to conduct public opinion surveys, and he remembered it, so this time he prepared so well.

Data is the most powerful proof, and what Comrade Xiaosu said is reasonable.

Secretary Lin said with a strong breath, "Even so, take care of the mood of the lower-level cadres."

Song Dongzheng said solemnly, "I have different opinions from Secretary Lin. There are no rules and we can't do everything for the people. If you follow them, whoever has a loud voice, who is powerful, then what else will be organized? It's the old society. Those bandits and warlords are a faction. As a grassroots organization under the organization, I don’t obey the arrangements of the organization above and want to destroy it. I am extremely opposed to it. If there is something to learn, how can our work be carried out? How are we still implementing the policy of the United States. I suggest that those comrades who resolutely disobey the county’s arrangements and who attempt to sabotage should be punished. Serious expulsion from the organization.”

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