Wang Zhengguo had already heard Guan Cheng's detailed description of this matter on the way here.
As soon as they walked in the door, he complained, "Qingxue, you really know how to give me trouble! Our brigade's land just sits there, the harvest is known year-round. The stipulated grain production has increased quite a lot these past few years, but yields have decreased. Every added person means an extra portion of food has to be allocated, today you foster one, tomorrow someone else gives you one, how can I ensure the villagers' food security? Once this starts, it becomes a never-ending story, everyone would want to send their children over."
He couldn't believe that a whole brigade couldn't afford a child.
