After returning to the countryside to farm, I brought the whole village to become rich

Chapter 20 The Big Horn in the Village
After sitting in the vineyard for the whole night, Grandpa Shen's mind cleared up a lot, and he was not as angry as yesterday.

After eating the noodles in a few mouthfuls, he said to his siblings: "You are also exhausted these two days, go back and have a good rest, they dare not come when the sky is clear.

I'm going to find the village chief. "

Shen Jiashu was worried about his grandfather's health, so he persuaded him: "Grandpa, you should go home and sleep for a while. It's early in the morning, and the village chief may not have woken up yet."

"I'm not sleepy, and I won't be able to sleep when I go back. Go back quickly, so your grandma won't worry." Grandpa Shen strode away from the vineyard with his hands behind his back.

It was only after 7 o'clock in the morning, and the village chief Lin Hongxi had just woken up, and before he had eaten breakfast, Grandpa Shen came to the door.

Grandpa Shen is an old party member in the village. He is upright and fair, and is a respected old man in the village.Seeing the old man coming, Lin Hongxi greeted him warmly: "Uncle Shen, I heard that you came to see me yesterday.

I'm really sorry, I had a meeting in the town yesterday, and I didn't come back until after nine o'clock in the evening.I was thinking of going to your house after breakfast for a while... Is there something urgent? "

Grandpa Shen didn't tell him about the thief in the field, but said: "Hongxi, you have the key to the village public house office, can I trouble you to turn on the loudspeaker for me, I have something to tell you guys .”

There are big speakers in the countryside, and the big speakers in Qinghe Village have covered the whole village. Villagers can hear the sound from the "big speakers" wherever they stand in the village.

Usually, any big or small things in the village are announced through the loudspeaker. Although there is no express rule that the villagers cannot use the loudspeaker, the village head basically uses the big loudspeaker in the village alone.

Lin Hongxi was stunned for a moment, but she didn't directly refuse, and asked instead: "Ah? Uncle Shen... What's the matter, please tell me first."

Seeing that Grandpa Shen was sullen and silent, Lin Hongxi's daughter-in-law bumped him with an elbow, and said in a low voice, "You can just use it for him, why ask so many questions, what else can he do bad things?"

Ten minutes later, Grandpa Shen's thick and powerful voice spread to every corner of Qinghe Village through the loudspeaker.

"Cough! Hey, hey, can you hear me?"

Not long after dawn, the villagers hadn’t gone to the fields yet, some were eating breakfast; some had just woken up; a few idle young people were still sleeping under the covers, when they were startled by the sudden sound of a loudspeaker .

Shen Qiuqiu and Shen Jiashu just walked to the door of the house, when they heard Grandpa's familiar voice coming from the loudspeaker, the siblings couldn't help but stop in their tracks.

Grandma Shen, who was sitting in the yard weaving bamboo baskets, also stopped what she was doing.

In the loudspeaker, Grandpa Shen's voice sounded again.

"I am Shen Lao Er, the Shen Lao Er who made a lot of money growing grapes.

Everyone is curious about how much money I made from growing grapes, so today I will tell everyone about it.

I started to grow grapes the year before last. I planted eight acres. Grape seedlings, cement pillars, chemical fertilizers, pesticides, hail-proof nets... a total of nearly 18 yuan was spent.

This year is the first year of production, and the yield per mu can be about 2000 catties. The price offered by the cooperative is 2 yuan per catty.If it was sold to a cooperative, the old man would have to pay [-] yuan in cash despite having worked for three years in vain.

My granddaughter felt sorry for me, so she found a way to sell it bit by bit. When it is good, it can be sold for 50 to 6 yuan a catty, but only the big fruit can be sold at this price. Calculated, one mu of land can sell for [-] yuan. [-] yuan.

It is said that our family has made a lot of money, but in fact it is hard money.Don’t be jealous, big guys. If you want to plant, the old man promises to teach you, but what will happen in three years, whether the grown grapes can be sold, the old man can’t guarantee.

The matter of growing grapes is over, if you have any questions, please come to my house directly to find me.

Another thing is that a few days ago my vineyard was burglarized, and dozens of catties must have been stolen.The old man stayed in the vineyard last night, and the group of them came again.

The old man has already seen clearly who it is..."

Hearing this, Zhang Haojie, who was still sleeping with his head covered on the bed, suddenly sat up, his heart beating in his throat.

Li Jianpeng, who was sitting at home having breakfast, shook his hands in fright and dropped his chopsticks to the ground.

In the loudspeaker, Grandpa Shen's speech continued.

"They all belong to the same village, and the children are young and ignorant, so I won't say who it is here, and I'm not going to call 110 either.

I just want to remind the children, you are still young, you still have a long way to go, don't take the wrong path, you don't feel at ease eating stolen things, right?
Our Qinghe Village is a poor village, but we must be poor enough to have a backbone. We can't do stealthy things, and we can't take crooked ways.

Children, you are still young, you are smart, and now the national policy is better. Everyone has enough to eat and warm clothes. As long as you are not lazy and work hard for a few years, you will be able to live a good life.

It depends on you young people to get rid of poverty and become rich. Don't think about it. It will not end well if you go to the wrong way to get the wrong way. The good life is earned by yourself. "

Grandpa Shen sat in the office of the village public house and babbled for more than half an hour, every sentence was sincere and well-intentioned.

Lin Hongxi, who was sitting by the side, couldn't help applauding him, "Uncle Shen, what you said is really good. If everyone in the village had your awareness, Qinghe Village would have been lifted out of poverty 800 years ago."

It was past eight o'clock in the morning, when the villagers were busy working in the fields, but today there was no movement from every household, they were all thinking about what Grandpa Shen had just said on the loudspeaker.

Wang Weidong's daughter-in-law twisted her husband's arm hard, "Drink a few more mouthfuls of horse urine, and I can't control my stinky mouth.

Look, how much trouble it caused Uncle Shen's family!Let me see if you dare to visit his house in the future! "

Wang Weidong raised his hand and gave himself a slap, "My bad mouth! I'm going to apologize to Uncle Shen right now, you help me pack my bedding and luggage, and I will go to the vineyard to watch at night to see who dares to come steal."

East of the village.

Holding a fire stick, Zhang Yong rushed into his son's room angrily. The fire stick with thick arms directly greeted the half-sized boy on the bed.

"Tell me! Is it you? I felt wrong when I heard the dog barking these two nights. It turns out that you kid went out to steal something!
Your mother said to send you to a technical secondary school, but you refused.You idle around in the village all day long, and you don't help with the housework. Your mother spoils you, and I don't bother to care about you!

I feed you with delicious food and drink, and you have something wrong with it!If you don't learn, you dare to steal things!Go, follow me to the police station!I can't teach you anymore, let the police teach! "

While speaking, he dragged his son out of the door.

Zhang Haojie was timid at first, when he heard his father say that he was going to send himself to the police station, his legs were so frightened that his legs went limp, he cried and begged for mercy: "Dad, I was wrong, I dare not do it again, don't drag me to the police station. "

Seeing the red mark on her son's arm, Wang Xiaoling couldn't help but feel distressed, and quickly grabbed Zhang Yong, "The child is still young and ignorant, and Uncle Shen doesn't care about it. What are you doing!"

"I'll be 18 next year! Still young? He can steal today, rob tomorrow, kill and set fire the day after tomorrow! You're all used to it!

If he doesn't take care of it, he'll just wait in jail! Zhang Yong glared at his wife angrily, with a particularly tough tone.

(End of this chapter)