第二百八十三章日记33(7/12)

r>                                                                                                                                                                怎么会这样！连老百姓的保命钱也可扣！
                                                                                                                                                                我感觉有人在我洁白的灵魂里重重的波上一桶墨汁。
                                                                                                                                                                母亲看着我，流着泪说，“乖，你一定好好上学，将来做大官，到那时候才不会有人再欺负咱种地的。”
                                                                                                                                                                我默默无语。我走到村后的废黄河。我站在荒凉的大堤上，冲着远方的河道，第一次，生平第一次，用尽所有力气，用最恶毒的话语，骂：我操你祖宗十八代！
                                                                                                                                                                我不再流泪。
                                                                                                                                                                啊，火，火！我觉得烈火又燃烧起来，不是在麦田，而是在心中。
                                                                                                                                                                某月某日 天气晴 心情坏今年天旱，麦子收成不好，乡里的公粮却一斤不减。村里的人都不想主动缴公粮，不仅我村，其他村庄都是这样。村民不主动缴公粮，乡就派人来村抢收公粮，收不到麦子，就拉值钱的东西充数。
                                                                                                                                                                这天清晨，太阳刚刚出来，就听一阵小孩子的喊叫声：“二杆子队进村啦！二杆子队进村啦！”顿时，村人如临大敌，有人牵了牛羊往河道里躲，有人抱了电视机往柴禾堆里藏，落门上锁，纷纷躲开。
                                                                                                                                                                随着一阵短促的汽笛声，一辆解放汽车载着十几个年轻人杀气腾腾的驶进来，车上的广播也开始响起来“……缴纳公粮是村民应尽的义务……村提留、乡统筹、修路费、建校费、林果管理费、特产费、技术推广费、农机上路费……”。
                                

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