Magic Farmer Dara - 2nd Edition 62 Meeting With The Chairman Of The Mountain Village

The chairman of the village! He was a man over 60. with well-developed muscles. He was a descendant of the Abyssinians who lived in this area since the 15th century. Tall, handsome, with an eagle eye.

He was also thirty years ago the chairman of the collective farm, the old communist. As a couple of decades, socialism has become a thing of the past, replaced by ... state capitalism. With monopolies, but this chairman managed to preserve those backlogs that remained after the era of socialism. I didn't sell it, I didn't fill my pockets, I didn't run away to the warm overseas territories, I didn't do offsh.o.r.e. And he lived for himself, his collective farmers, villagers. They created their farm from the collective farm. What was surprising for the time when people exposed to power betrayed their beliefs and became those whom they had recently branded as enemies of humanity.

And all because the chairman of the village was not a hypocrite, he continued to believe in socialism. And surprisingly, in the small territory entrusted to him, his economy was not only prosperous, but also not degraded. They coped, they lived not in luxury but not in poverty. Middle peasants, everything rests on them!

"Yes, d.a.m.n it, cool guy, this is the chairman!" Thought Dara, the story of s.h.i.+rale, struck him. After all, not many people would agree to save everything for people and not to steal and run away. To live on stolen money, somewhere in the warmth and comfort. But he means he remained faithful, this is a real communist! He can be respected for this, as a person and as a leader.

"Probably we are working!"
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Here is the village, here is the chairman's house, it's not luxurious, but beautiful, simple. Humility is man's best trait!

- "Peace be with you, dear guests! How did you get there? Was everything good along the way?"

Dara and his companions answered, as is customary in the East - "Mutually to you peace and prosperity"! "They arrived well, were in one village and another, talked with the highlanders, learned a lot"!

Chairman - "Dear, go into the house, what to freeze on the street, there and tell us whose you will be, where you keep the path from and where you want in our area"?

"Thank you, dear"!

And they went into a warm house from a March street cold.

The house was cozy, stone as usual among the mountaineers and adobe, the foundation is cement, modern trends take their toll. The facade is made of stone and the walls are made of brick made of clay and straw, which were tempered in the sun. Such houses, even in fierce cold, retain heat, and in the summer heat they give coolness. The walls are one and a half meters thick, the foundation in the houses used to be on a cable, reeds and clay, protection from earthquakes, but now they have been replaced by new materials and designs of seismic houses. New life penetrates even the remote mountain villages.