I take the whole village out of poverty and become rich

Chapter 14 Move with love, know with reason

After working for a while, after one person broke two or three baskets, the woman in red shook her slightly sore arms to say goodbye to the woman in black.

She doesn't get paid for doing this for the woman in black, because later on when she has something to do at home, the woman in black will also come to her to help. This is also a unique way of mutual assistance in rural clans.

When she walked home, the man had already got up, barefoot and shirtless, sitting under the eaves with a big tea mug in a daze.

She looked at the man and said, "Would you like some hot food for you?"

The man said nothing, just shook his head.

She hesitated for a moment, and said, "I just heard that many families have agreed, should we?"

Only halfway through the words, the man turned his head and glared and swallowed it back. The answer is self-evident.

She sighed, and walked towards the house silently. Before entering the dark room, a shout came from a distance, "Fourth brother, fourth sister-in-law, answer the phone at six o'clock in the evening!"

She looked happy, and immediately turned around and agreed.

And the man who had been silent under the eaves also responded.

Because it was a call from their son who was working outside.

No matter what mood I am in, I am always happy when I receive a call from my son.

Next to the village committee of Hushan Village, there is the only canteen in the village. In the canteen, there is the only public telephone in the village.

The children of migrant workers and relatives living in other places have to use this landline if they want to contact the people in the village.

Usually, the other end calls first, makes it clear who you are looking for, whether you are in a hurry, arranges a time with the boss, and then calls back at the agreed time, making sure that the person you are looking for is already waiting here.

The vast majority of people will come here early like this couple. For them, this is more or less a big event, and it is also a rare turmoil in their boring and dull life.

At 05:30 in the evening, the couple walked to the entrance of the canteen.

"Hey, fourth baby, fourth younger sister, it's so early!"

The woman in red smiled and said, "You guys are not too late!"

"Hey! Only your son is allowed to be filial!"

If you don't live next door, sitting here at the moment, needless to say, you are here to answer the phone.

The woman in red looked around, "Why is the business so busy today, have these bastards made an appointment to open up together?"

Everyone laughed, and after laughing, they murmured in their hearts, there are indeed a lot more people than usual today!It's not worse than the few days before Chinese New Year.

The owner of the canteen leaning on the counter to look at the scenery glanced at the office of the village committee, curled up the corner of his mouth, and silently lit a cigarette. This feeling that he knows that others don't, is a bit refreshing!

The woman in red chatted with everyone for a few words, and then her eyes began to glance at the clock hanging on the wall of the canteen.

It's not even six o'clock!

Usually a day passes without doing anything, why is this watch running so slowly today!

And when six o'clock came, she began to dislike it again. It was two minutes after six o'clock in the blink of an eye, and the call hadn't come yet.

Dead baby (parents scolding their children, similar to turtle sons and the like, who kills one thousand enemies and loses eight hundred) is so unstable in doing things, even making a phone call on time
Jingle Bell!
Just as she was cursing in her heart, the phone rang suddenly. The woman took a stride and grabbed the phone before her man, with a happy expression on her face, "Hello! Yaoer!"

The man who had just taken a step touched his nose, walked slowly to the side, and pointed his ears to listen to the voice leaking from the receiver.

"Mom, is Dad here?"

The woman's face collapsed immediately, and she slapped the receiver in the man's hand bitterly, turned around and was about to leave in a fit of anger, but couldn't bear the curiosity in her heart, and silently returned to the man's side, also pointing her ears up.

"Hey."

"Dad, I called back to tell you something."

"Ah."

"Murakami called me and told me about the policy. I think the land is right, and the concentration of land is a good thing! You should agree."

The man subconsciously turned his face hard and wanted to scold someone, but suddenly remembered that the opposite was his son, whom he hadn't seen for almost a year, so he swallowed the words back and kept silent.

The other end of the phone also knew his old man's temper, and subconsciously wanted to raise his tone, and then remembered the advice of that officer Huo, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "I know what you are worried about, so don't worry!! Murakami just Contracting, don't grab the land at the front of our house, they still pay rent, you earn more than before. Just like I work outside, that is also renting another house, does it become a living thing? Your own? If the landlords here think like you, wouldn’t your son have to sleep on the road or bridge hole?”

"Dad, I heard Murakami talk about this matter carefully. You can set the price before planting. No matter what the outside price is, the pharmaceutical factory will directly charge according to that price. There is no risk at all. Such a good thing. What are you hesitating about?"

The man was still silent, and a depressed voice came from the receiver, "If you don't agree, I won't be back this year! It makes me angry!"

The man was furious immediately, frowned and was about to say something when his waist suddenly hurt, and he turned his head to meet his wife's demonstrative eyes.

The woman who usually wouldn't dare fart in front of him, now her neck stiffened, her eyes stared, and she was very aggressive.

"Okay!"

After hanging up the phone, the man glared at the woman, "Give me the money!"

The woman was in a good mood. She took out a cloth bag from her waist, opened it layer by layer, and took out three yuan from the rolled change and handed it over.

The boss counted the time of the public phone, and said with a smile, "Sister-in-law four, 5 minutes, it's only one dollar."

The woman chuckled, "Bring him another pack of cigarettes!"

"Get it!"

In the next canteen, the phone rang from time to time.

"Dad! Mom! If you know how to settle accounts, you know! You farm the land by yourself, and you work hard for a year, how much money do you earn? Now hand it over to Murakami, and pay rent every year. When you are free, go to help do some odd jobs. Every day Dozens of big ten, easy and earn more than before! Guawazi will not do it!"

"Old man! It's right for Murakami to use a machine. No matter how powerful a person is, he can't compare to a machine. If Murakami can really use a machine, it will be much better than digging a hoe yourself. How could it hurt the ground!"

"Oh, don't you feel scared if you haven't seen it. There are many things in this world that you haven't seen! I'm here in Minzhou, and I heard from my workers that they did this in the village. It's not a bad thing. You have to agree. Murakami, did you hear me?"

The owner of the canteen kowtowed the melon seeds and listened to each of them agreeing with the handset in the end. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Damn it!This brain is different after reading the book!

"Old man! I want to eat Baogan crispy noodles!"

Just as he was thinking about it, his fat son, who was still in the third grade of elementary school, came running over, stretched out his hand and was about to open the cabinet, when a chestnut fell from the sky, "Eat, eat, eat! You know how to eat every day! Have you read the book! Have you finished your homework?" of!"

The little fat man covered his head with an aggrieved expression, "Today is Saturday!"

"Don't you study on Saturday? I told you that your baby will not pass the double hundred and eighty exams this semester. I will break your leg!"

"Still eating crispy noodles, get out and study!"

There was a lot of excitement at the canteen, but the villagers' homes were still as quiet as ever.

The woman in black looked at her man sitting under the eaves smoking a cigarette again, pursed her mouth, and just got into the kitchen to prepare the dishes when she heard a familiar laugh from the door.

She quickly wiped her hands on the apron, stretched out her head to have a look, and immediately looked at the person with a smile on her face, "Uncle, you are here!"

A middle-aged man smiled and shook the plastic bag in his hand, "Brother and daughter-in-law, straighten the wine glass and chopsticks!"

The woman laughed and stepped forward to take the bag and put it on the plate.

The visitor took a look at the man who was still smoking a cigarette, and kicked him lightly, "Claws! (What's wrong?) You don't welcome chatter, get out!"

The man looked at his uncle speechlessly. Of course he knew what he was here for, but with the clan relationship in the countryside, if he dared not get up today, his spine would be broken.

So, naturally, he failed to open his mouth to Shishi Murakami, and he also failed to be the thorn in the head. He was moved by his uncle with emotion, understood it with reason (physics), and was thoroughly persuaded.

　The two chapters are presented, and I wish friends in the north a happy new year.

　　Friends in the south wait a moment and wish again tomorrow, haha.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)