Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 144 Happy Days
The sky is dark and full of stars, which is rarely seen in later generations.

He Ping and the old team leader chattered outside about the past year's family problems, and the dividends in the warehouse came to an end. Emotionally high, anyone would be tired.

But I can't keep everyone happy, even if my voice is hoarse and I'm sweating all over, the smile on my face can't be covered.

The members of Hantun are just like dreaming. Who would have thought that the chicken farm can give each family more than 1000 yuan in dividends.Two years ago, it would have been unimaginable how much money workers and cadres in the city earned in a year!
Some commune members gasped for lack of oxygen when they received the money and stamped their hand. Some commune members counted the money they got over and over again, which caused laughter from the people around them, but no one cared, just happy.

The entire warehouse was full of laughter and laughter, which was a happy life that Hantun people had never had.

While the members were distributing money, a donkey cart slowly drove up in the night.

The people standing outside the house immediately raised their vigilance. There were several 10 yuan in the house.

"Old Han, is Old Han here?"

The old captain who was chattering knew who was coming when he heard the voice, and raised his voice to ask, "Why are you here?"

Someone came and drove the donkey cart to the gate of the courtyard, "Can you not come here? The money has not been delivered yet. The old money will stay with me overnight. Don't worry about it and I won't worry about it either!"

It turned out that Ding Aiguo, the captain of Dingtun, brought people to give Han Tun the dividends from this year's Dingtun chicken farm.

The old captain looked at the three or four strong boys and the accountant who were following Ding Aiguo, "I said you don't care, it's the same when you deliver it tomorrow."

"Why not, if something goes wrong with your Han Tun's money, you old boy won't fight me desperately." Ding Aiguo said.

The old captain chuckled twice, this time is different from the past, with the jewels from Hantun Chicken Farm in front, the old captain is very indifferent to the dividends from Dingtun Chicken Farm.

"Three melons and two dates, no matter what you do, lose it if you lose it."

Faced with the habits developed by his old opponents for many years, the old captain uttered ordinary words in a casual manner. In fact, this was not the original intention of the old captain, but just an instinctive reaction.

Ding Aiguo, who was originally happy to give money, wanted to fight back when he heard the old captain's inappropriate words, but at this moment, the accountant's hoarse and high-pitched voice came from the warehouse: "Liu Jiaming's house, 1087 yuan 6 cents and 2 cents."

Ding Aiguo's attention was immediately attracted, "What the hell?"

The boys behind him also talked about it.

"We didn't hear that, did we? More than 1000 yuan?"

"Really? Dividends?"

Ding Aiguo was not in the mood to quarrel with the old captain, so he went to the warehouse door and squeezed in.

"Hurry up and get the money, there are still people behind, don't dawdle." The accountant's urging sound came from the warehouse, Ding Aiguo watched Liu Jiaming let out a long breath and put his hand on the account, took a The great solidarity of the thick scorpion and some pocket money happily drilled back into the crowd.

Then another commune member came up, stamped their hand stamps, and another stack of Great Unity was taken away.

Ding Aiguo's eyeballs turned red in an instant, his grandma's stealing money is not so fast.

He was still there when he came. He was complacent about the tens of dollars distributed by the Dingtun chicken farm. Now that Hantun’s family has distributed more than 1000 yuan, he feels like nine cats scratching. .

The boys following behind were still pushing forward.

"Show me, how much is it? Really more than 1000?"

"My good fellow, such a thick pile of great unity!"

The voice from behind was getting harsher, Ding Aiguo turned around and pushed, "What to look at, what's interesting. Let's go and go back."

Ding Aiguo, who was stimulated by Hantun's dividend meeting, pushed the young men he brought into the car and asked the accountant to hand over quickly.

It took more than ten minutes for the accountants of the two castles to complete the handover. Ding Aiguo raised his leather whip impatiently, lashed the little donkey with a whip, and left Hantun in a hurry.

The old captain held his pipe in his mouth, and watched cheerfully as his old rival's donkey cart drifted away.

He Ping bumped the old captain with his shoulder, "Is there any face this time?"

The old captain continued to laugh, and there were four big characters in his voice - elated.

As the time got later and later, the accountant's voice became hoarse.

When the last family received the money, Hantun still had one last thing to do in this year's dividend conference - the selection of labor models for chicken farms.

Different from last year, the selection of model workers in the chicken farm this year is decided by the votes of all members.

"Now I announce that Han Weiguo, Wei Qiufen, Ma Dongmei...and five people have been unanimously selected as this year's model workers by the members. Come on, all come up. Let's stop talking nonsense and pay directly."

He Ping called the five people to the stage, and everyone saw that the people above had lost the jealousy of last year. Each family shared more than 1000 yuan, and the horizons of the members were also broadened a lot.

After the simple commendation ceremony, this year's dividend meeting finally came to an end. The cashiers in the team went to talk to the old captain, and the old captain entered the room: "Okay, the money has been distributed, and it's getting late, so go back early. Tomorrow one Go to the commune to save money in the morning, everyone goes, don’t even think about keeping it in your own home, it will save you from getting thieves, this year our Hantun has become famous.”

The members agreed in unison, and walked out talking and laughing, each carrying one or two stacks of Quacking New Great Unity in their arms, and walking with wind.

After leaving the house, the family members waiting outside gathered together, and the family walked home happily.

The old captain stood at the gate of the courtyard and told each house: "Keep all the money tight, go home and put it away, and everyone will go to the commune to save money tomorrow morning."

After seeing off the last family, Han Zhaojun's family is still waiting for He Ping. After all, the two brothers are all divided into five-figure bonuses, which add up to nearly 10 yuan. Who dares to rest assured to walk alone at night.

The old captain said to He Ping, "You guys should go home and rest quickly."

"Wait a minute, I have something to tell you." He Ping called the old captain to stop.

"What's the matter?"

"Our dividends next year will definitely not be much higher. At that time, I think it's better to deposit all the dividends directly into the accounts of the members. First, it saves the trouble of going back and forth, and second, it's safer."

The old captain thought for a while, and said: "It's good to do it this way, it's safe and easy, but it's just..."

He Ping understood what the old captain meant, depositing money in the deposit box for the members, and handing bundles of cash to the members, no matter whether it is the person who sent the money or the person who received the money, the perception is completely different. the same.

At least one thing is certain, if He Ping distributed the passbook today and told the members of the team about keeping money in the team, there would definitely be opposition voices, maybe not many, but there would definitely be.

That's the beauty of cash.

"Cash is better. No way, let's get more people. We won't worry about trouble just once a year." The old captain hesitated.

On this point, there is a clear difference between the concept of He Ping, a later generation, and the current people. He threw out an alternative plan, "Well, let's let the credit union send out people when we withdraw money next year, and come to Hantun with us." , when the time comes, the money will be deposited in the passbook on the spot, and we will send the money back with the people from the credit union."

"Why don't you take off your pants and fart? Besides, what can the People's Credit Union do?"

(End of this chapter)