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These years, the second tiger son's father, who never went out, came to the front with a crutch, stumbling and staggering. He poked Li Dahai's big coat with his crutch and said angrily: "Li Dahai is several heads taller than us, why doesn't he follow the rules? Are these rules for the villagers or just for us poor devils?"
Li Dahui felt a big headache, and everyone was urging him to speak up. He was speechless and didn't know where to start. Li Huai Zhong squatted behind Li Dahui, holding his chin with both hands, blinking his small eyes, and muttering in the back, saying: "You set up your own charity granary, you pay the interest yourself, what kind of thing is this?"
Li Dahui immediately parroted back a sentence.
Meng You Tian asked loudly: "How much grain did Li Yi Cang take?"
Li Dahui replied: "The inscription on the tablet is clear and unmistakable. Forty large stones, who can deny it with empty words?"
"Take out forty stones, take back several forty stones?" Old Zhao asked.
Li Dahui said straightforwardly and with a loud voice, "It can't be said like that. Our Li family has taken out 40 dan of grain as the foundation, how can everyone still harbor grudges?"
"The villagers in the granary take less and return more, they give out a little but take away a lot. In the end, who is repaying kindness with enmity?" Xiao followed closely behind, not leaving any space for Li Dahui at all.
The crowd in the courtyard pressed Li Dahui with one voice, "Who repaid kindness with enmity? Who is it? Is it who?"
Li Dahui was asked until he rolled his eyes, weakly hung his head down, and after a long time, hummed from between his teeth, "It's me, it's me Li Dahui."
Let Li Dahai recognize this account, but it's not easy. In fact, he had already made up his mind in his heart. People often say: a clever person doesn't take advantage of the present situation. If things really got out of hand and one's life and property were in danger, what would a few grains of food be worth? To say that the world is still orderly and not chaotic means that if he had handed over all his property to the crowd, Li wouldn't have dared to put a finger on his grain store. Now that things have come to this point, he can only take this road in front of him. Otherwise, even with a knife held to his throat, he still wouldn't admit that the Li family's big courtyard was a case of repaying kindness with enmity.
Two Tigers' father, furious, took his crutch and "thwacked" the stone steps, scolding: "How dare Li Dahuai still open his mouth! That year in winter, I was forced to leave my home because I couldn't pay the grain tax for the righteous granary. My wife was angry and cold, got pneumonia and died. I swallowed my pride, made a fuss, and was caught and thrown into prison, where my leg was broken. If it weren't for our fellow villagers taking care of us, we would have all gone to see King Yanluo. Today, what I want from the Li family is not gratitude or kindness, but revenge for an old grievance! Even if it costs me my life, I won't back down!" As he spoke, he swung his crutch and hit Li Huai's head.
The two tigers' anger grew even greater, and in the midst of the chaos, they snatched the walking stick from their father's hand and started beating wildly, "This man-eating wolf, this ruthless tyrant who kills without spilling blood..."
The people in the courtyard can no longer hold back their anger, and the recent series of events has not been in vain. Moreover, with a large crowd today, they are more daring, rushing forward as one, rolling up their sleeves to fight.
An Meng quickly raised his two arms, and Li Dahui drilled under An Meng's crotch, refusing to leave. "If you have something to say, say it; if you have a reason, explain it. Since Village Chief Li has admitted his mistake and corrected it, there is no need to take lives."
Meng You Tian stretched out his arms, today he vented his anger and took over the granary, as Xiang An Meng said, killing Li Da Hua was indeed not suitable, leave him for now and deal with him later.
Lao Zhao and Wang Mingyi also persuaded him on the side, which finally calmed people down. Otherwise, if they didn't beat Li Dahui to a pulp or half dead, it would be hard to get back the grain that had been owed to the charity granary for years. Taking advantage of this momentum, people forced Li Dahui to write a confession and hand over the grain he had embezzled over the years.
A sack of grain was carried out from the backyard of Li's house, people were cheering and laughing, don't mention how happy they were.
Li Dahuai's little wife, Qili Xiang, moved a taishi chair to the window, sat down, lifted the silk curtain that covered the glass, and counted "one, two, three, four..." as she recalled how many bags of grain had been carried out.
Li Dahuai lay straight on the kang, lifted one leg high, and with a loud thud, his heel pounded the kang. He gritted his teeth, rubbed his head and said: "Poor devils bullying me like this, one of these days I'll get my revenge, if I don't smash their bones to pieces, I'll at least flay them alive!"
Qī Lǐ Xiāng originally wanted to say "now it's really bad luck", but she was afraid of getting the numbers mixed up, so she hesitated for a moment and didn't speak.
The Li family was a wealthy household that rose to prominence during the Ming dynasty. For generations, no one dared to touch a hair on their head. This time, they made a big fuss at the charity granary and scared Li Dahui half to death. Not only did they hand over the charity granary, but they also choked him by the neck and spat out more than 300 stones of grain. People say that seeing is believing, but hearing is deceiving. The villagers thought back and forth and felt that Old Zhao's and Wang Mingyi's words were reasonable and made sense, making them feel relieved in their hearts. They looked at the village protection team with new eyes, realizing that without them, the bandits would still be causing trouble and Li Dahui wouldn't have apologized.
After the disturbance at the Righteous Granary, Old Zhao, Wang Mingyi and Meng You Tian distributed a portion of the grain that Li Dahu had spat out according to the numbers on last year's account as compensation for the villagers' losses and as a reward for the disturbance. The remaining 100 dan was left in the granary for emergency use. From then on, the rules of the granary were to treat everyone in the village equally, regardless of whether they were rich or poor, borrowing whatever amount would be repaid with only a one percent interest rate after more than a year.
As a means of isolating and suppressing Li Dahui, it was not enough to just make a fuss about the righteous granary. Meng You Tian also took out 50 silver dollars as capital to let Old Zhao and Wang Mingyi take charge of establishing a mutual aid society.
This mutual aid society was not the first creation of Meng Youzhen. Older people may still remember that during the Cultural Revolution, as well as in the periods shortly before and after it, most workers had low wages and struggled to make ends meet. Whenever they encountered temporary difficulties requiring money, the mutual aid society could help solve them.
At that time, the mutual aid association was a mass self-organized organization led by the trade union. Participants paid a few dollars each month and could receive help when they encountered temporary difficulties, but it was stipulated that several months' wages would be deducted. At the end of each year, the deposited money would be refunded in full. The mutual aid association was very popular, and almost all employees participated.
If we go further back to the Republic of China era, some villages' peasants spontaneously organized "signature meetings" were also a prototype of mutual aid societies. The signature meeting united poor farmers, and when poor households encountered difficulties, they would receive help from members of the organization through mobilization, insisting on not borrowing usury loans from landlords and wealthy merchants. Similarly, Meng You-tian also wanted to use this form to cut off one of Li Da-huai's channels for controlling the poor.
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