hunting in 1986

Chapter 177 176 Give Eggs, Zhang Zhonghe, Little Fish
In the wing of the chicken farm.

Uncle Wei quickly put two mouthfuls of rice into his mouth, put the bowl on the table, wiped his mouth, and led Wang Yuan to another room.

Li Yan hurriedly frowned and followed, after hearing Uncle Wei's wife's words, she was really afraid of Huang Daxian.

When I came to another room, I saw three yellow skins curled up in a cage in the corner on the left. The mother yellow skins hugged two children and glared at Wang Yuan and the others with resentment. squeak.

The resilience of the wild yellow skin is indeed strong. The wound bitten by the dog has stopped bleeding, but the blood-stained hair around the wound is sticky and looks a bit miserable.

"Uncle Wei, what happened after we left yesterday?"

"It's just that we both fell asleep, and suddenly heard the barking of the dog. I quickly took the flashlight and went to the yard to look for it, but found nothing."

Uncle Wei Guo recalled what happened last night, his brows were frowned, and he was looking for Huang Pizi with a flashlight. In fact, he was still very scared.

"I was thinking that something was wrong, Xiaoyuan, your dog is so obedient that it's impossible to bark, so I came to the house over here to take a look.

Hey, guess what?There are footprints of Huang Daxian outside the cage!It must be that Huang Daxian who escaped has returned. "

Wang Yuan looked down and saw that there were indeed some small footprints on the ground sprinkled with some kitchen ashes. The footprints were slightly larger than chicken paw prints. The messy ones seemed to be the yellow leather that had turned around several times.

"I don't even want to understand how Huang Daxian jumped into the house now. I closed the door of the house. It's so fucking wicked."

"Uncle Wei, don't scare yourself... Who sprinkled the ashes on the ground?"

"My daughter-in-law sprinkled it. She said that as long as Huang Daxian stepped on it, footprints would be left, and the footprints were uneven."

"There are so many people during the day that it may not dare to come again. Let's take a look tonight."

Wang Yuan and Li Yan left the chicken farm, chatted and walked home along the field path. Compared with the New Year, the temperature is not so low. I believe it will not take long for the fertile land to grow grass. .

"Hurry up and get warmer. I want to go fishing. When I catch a big mandarin fish, I put onion, ginger and garlic and stew it. Then I drink some wine. Tsk tsk~ It's very beautiful just thinking about it."

"Pfft~ You will enjoy it." Li Yan pursed her lips and smiled, she couldn't understand Wang Yuan's lazy look:
"Why is your heart so big? Why are you acting like a normal person after more than 100 chickens died?"

"Oh, I'm dead. What's the use of being sad? These are small things, so relax."

Wang Yuan really didn't care much about the life and death of the 100 or so chickens, they were all small money, and Li Yan was instantly amused by his playful smile.

When the two were walking back, they ran into Liu Kun who was driving a walking tractor. When Liu Kun was in his 50s, the black corners of his mouth were shaking when he laughed.

Liu Kun is an accountant in the village. He considers himself a moderate "official", and usually has a sense of superiority when facing other villagers in the village.

But with Wang Yuan, he didn't get any bargains. When the Chicken Raising Cooperative was established, he wanted to win some shares for the village many times, but Wang Yuan refused to agree.

da da da~
The walking tractor passed by on the right, and Liu Kun's eyes kept sweeping towards Wang Yuan. He was waiting for Wang Yuan to take the initiative to talk to him, but unfortunately Wang Yuan didn't speak even after the tractor drove past.

This made Liu Kun so angry that his eyes changed.

Li Yan glanced back at the tractor that drove away and patted Wang Yuan's arm lightly: "Why don't you say something when you see Liu Kun, we are juniors, we can't wait for the elders to take the initiative to talk to us."

"He's such an elder. The grandson pretended not to hear me when I talked to him last time. I really gave him face."

"Maybe I really didn't hear it... They are all from the same village, so don't be too rigid."

"I know it in my heart, but he is hostile to us, so I don't need to rush to stick to him... The chicken farming cooperative gives 1000 yuan a year to the village. It's really feeding them too much. full.

When you go out to eat and drink with my money, you don't know if you will think of me well, damn it. "

All the way home, Li Yan packed up the dirty clothes that needed to be washed, and asked Wang Yuan to bring some wooden ladles to boil a pot of hot water, in addition to washing clothes, he could also wash his hair.

It is really too troublesome to do laundry in this day and age, especially when the weather is cold and you have to wash big things like thick padded jackets.

Hudahuda...

Lit the wooden pot in the stove with soft firewood, Wang Yuan sat in front of the stove and pulled the bellows, and soon the water in the pot started to bubble.

When the pot of water was heated up, he scooped out the water with a ladle made of half a ladle and put it into a large basin, threw all the dirty clothes in and started washing the clothes.

"Xiaoyuan, our family's whole chicken farming cooperative earns so much money a year, isn't it too little to give 1000 yuan to the village? It's no wonder that the people in the village have opinions, why don't you give them more money?" money?"

"Huh? Swallow, there is a problem with your thinking. The people in the village don't know how much money the chicken farming cooperative makes. I'm crying poor every day. If I give more money, it doesn't make it clear that the chicken farming cooperative is very profitable. .”

Wang Yuan huffed and pulled the bellows a few more times, got up and went to the cellar to find two pieces of sweet potatoes and came back. When the fire went out, the sweet potatoes could be buried under the charcoal fire and they would be roasted soon.

"People in the village are not sure how much money the chicken cooperative can make. Once they understand that the chicken cooperative can make a lot of money, there will definitely be problems! Do you understand?"

"Huh? All right then."

In the eyes of the officials, the chicken farming cooperative belongs to all the villagers in Wangjiatun, and Wang Yuan is only the manager of the cooperative, who is solely responsible for handling various matters of the cooperative.

As for all the shares belonging to him, giving 1000 yuan a year to the village is considered a private agreement. It is really hard to say whether the state will recognize the private agreement.

The legal system of this era is far from perfect, and many laws have not yet been perfected. Once troubles arise, the consequences are difficult to predict.

"However, the chicken farming cooperative belongs to our village after all, so it can provide some benefits to the villagers.

How about this? Later, I will take Uncle Wei Guo to deliver eggs to the villagers. The family will give 5 catties of eggs for free, and there will be 50 yuan and 20 catties of pork for every elderly person over 5 years old. "

"That's good. Our family can repay the folks by earning money." Li Yan was very happy. As her family's money increased, she always felt less and less at ease in her heart.

Giving some benefits to the folks can be regarded as accumulating virtue and doing good deeds.

After roasting two pieces of sweet potatoes, Wang Yuan ate the flesh and skin of the sweet potatoes, and left the last half of the sweet potatoes for Li Yan.

Uncle Wei Guo was also very happy after hearing Wang Yuan's thoughts, but he felt that the giving was a bit too much, and the family gave 2 to 3 catties of eggs.

"It's okay, since we give it to you, let's give it to you honestly, put on the bullock cart and let's go to the commune to buy meat."

"Okay, baby girl, take a good look at the chicken farm, we'll be back when we go."

Although the commune has been changed to a township, under the influence of deep-rooted memory, we still often say commune.

The two went to the village in an ox cart, and after buying the meat, they counted the eggs. Fortunately, Uncle Wei and his wife knew all the households in the village very well and helped Wang Yuan a lot.

When delivering things from door to door, every household was very happy and tried their best to persuade Wang Yuan and the others to smoke a pipe and drink a glass of water before leaving. When they left, they were sent to the door.

They didn't stop at every household, and soon the two drove the ox cart to the outside of several households in the northwest corner of the village.

"Uncle Wei, do you think people in the village will miss us?"

"I will definitely read it well. If you get our stuff and don't even say it's good, isn't it a white-eyed wolf! If you let me know who is the white-eyed wolf, I will scold him to death!"

"Hahaha~ Uncle Wei Guo, your temper is getting more and more irritable, let's go, the snow is really cold this time, let's go back quickly after delivering the last few houses."

The two carried the things to Uncle Gun first, the couple was fighting, and there were broken rice bowls on the ground.

Seeing Wang Yuan and Uncle Wei Guo coming, Uncle Gun'er and his wife with suspenseful faces quickly covered up and greeted them as if nothing had happened.

"Xiaoyuan is here? Come here more often when you have nothing to do. I also hid a bottle of good wine and wanted to drink with you, but I never had the chance."

In an instant, everyone else burst into laughter, and the dull and depressing atmosphere was diluted a lot.

The uncle and daughter-in-law's face was still stained with tears, and now they were laughing too, sweeping away the broken bowl pieces with a broom that was used to smooth out sorghum tassels.

"What kind of wine is it, come and have a look... Oh, it's Fenjiu, it's from Guannei?"

"Yes, my nephew came up to see what I brought."

Counting up, almost all the people in Wangjiatuner came from Guannei, mainly from Shandong, Hebei, Shanxi, Henan and other provinces.

Those who came early came before the founding of the People's Republic of China; those who came late came only in the last year or two.

If you look at the entire Black Province, the source of population is even more complicated, even the population from Guangdong and Guangxi.

After chatting for a few words, maybe Wang Yuan and Uncle Wei Guo left without even a cigarette, and of course the eggs they brought stayed.

Uncle Gun originally didn't want it, but he accepted the eggs with a smile when he knew that everyone in the village had them.

Coming out of Uncle Gun'er's house, Wang Yuan and the two came to the neighbor's door to the west of Uncle Gun'er.

"Uncle Wei, who is this family?"

"Zhang Zhongshan's family, his family just moved here from Guan Nei in the past two years. He is Zhang Zhonghe's eldest brother."

Zhang Zhonghe is Aunt Yue's husband, and Wang Yuan is familiar with Zhang Zhonghe because he often visits his house.

Sudden.

The door was opened, and a little girl carved in pink and jade poked her head out from the room. After seeing Wang Yuan and the two, she was startled and immediately wanted to retract her head.

Wang Yuan knew this little girl, and immediately smiled and said, "Xiaoyu, what are you hiding? You don't recognize me? I'm Wang Xiaodie's second brother."

The little girl is very shy, her name is Zhang Xiaoyu, she is at the same table as the little girl, and she even went to play in Wang Yuan's mother's yard.

"Oh, mom, we have someone here."

Zhang Zhongshan and his wife came out to welcome them. As immigrants who had only moved here in the past one or two years, and the man's personality was relatively dull and dull, so his family's sense of presence in the village was very low.

It is rare for someone to come to visit. The couple warmly entertained Wang Yuan and Wang Yuan. When they learned that Wang Yuan was here to deliver eggs for free, Zhang Zhongshan and his wife opened their mouths in shock—there is still such a good thing in the world. ?
Wang Yuan explained that everyone in the village has them, and the little money the chicken farming cooperative makes is to benefit everyone.

After putting down the eggs, Wang Yuan was not in a hurry to leave. Zhang Zhongshan's family came from Yu Province, and Aunt Xue was going to bring people to Yu Province to collect antiques.

So it's good to know more about it.

I learned from Zhang Zhonghe that the farmland of each household in the Guan is really small. Many families of 5 do not even have 10 mu of land, and the land that has been planted for thousands of years is already quite barren. Does not grow food.

"Uncle Zhonghe, just come to me if you encounter any difficulties in the future, and I will try my best to help." Wang Yuan sat on the Kang and teased the little girl Zhang Xiaoyu.

Not as strong as his younger sister, Zhang Xiaoyu had cute dimples on her skinny face, when Wang Yuan pinched her face, the little girl didn't cry but looked at Wang Yuan with her big beautiful eyes.

Wang Yuan's words moved Zhang Zhongshan very much. He left his hometown and dragged his family to live in the villages of Hei Province thousands of miles away. The difficulties in the middle were far beyond many people's imagination.

Just the hidden bullying of the neighbors can break people down, not to mention that some bullying is naked, blatant, undisguised, very, very bad.

The countryside in this era has a beautiful side, but it is also like hell for many people.

A lot of cruelty and blood and tears are far beyond the imagination of future generations.

Wang Yuan felt that it was better for the later generations. The influence of the officials of the later generations on the countryside is getting bigger and bigger. With the officials upholding justice, many people would not dare to go too far.

"I see, thank you Xiaoyuan."

Zhang Zhongshan, a man in his 40s, was so moved that he wanted to cry. He did not flick his tears easily, because the things he had experienced were not enough pain.

He knew Wang Yuan's great influence in Wangjiatuner, many things would be much easier if Wang Yuan said something to his family.

Zhang Zhongshan's wife suddenly said excitedly: "My father used to fish with Wang Shuai. He worked tirelessly for several months, and his foot was cut by a stone. In the end, he didn't get any money for fishing." I didn't give it."

"What the hell?" Wang Yuan was taken aback for a moment.

"It's really working from dawn to dusk, and at the end of the calculation, there are 415 yuan and 5 cents... As a result, the child's father went to ask for money, but Wang Shuaier just sat on a chair and had no money. He eats fish and meat every day, drinking Moutai Can there be no money for wine..."

"It's okay, okay, what's the fuss about your family, you bitch, he'll give it to you if you have money." Zhang Zhongshan felt that this matter was very disgraceful, and he frowned and scolded his old lady directly.

The woman didn't show weakness, and started arguing directly.

"Don't be mean, get the money back if you have the ability...People just bully you to be honest, they just bully you."

"Don't just say it's okay, just give it if you have money."

"It's just to lie to you, you are so stupid, what a letter... I serve you every day to eat and drink..."

Zhang Zhongshan's face was very uncomfortable, but because Wang Yuan and the two were here, and he didn't want to quarrel with his old ladies, his expression became more and more ugly.

(End of this chapter)