Siheyuan: There are three little cats at home

Chapter 531: Brother, I believe you!

"Qingzi, I'm busy."

Sanhuzi parked his bicycle, looked up through the gray window, and saw Xu Qing leaning over the desk, holding a pen and writing something. He opened the thick cotton curtain and asked as soon as he entered the room.

Xu Qing is sorting out the problems he has encountered recently in running the meat factory. He developed this habit when he was the director of the Red Star Fifth Factory.

There's nothing I can do about it. When I work in a state-owned factory these days, I have to write work summaries, reports, and other miscellaneous things.

One is to look at the above.

Second, when the conference is held at the end of the year, as a leader, you must use it when speaking.

Now he no longer manages the No. 5 Red Star Steel Rolling Plant and does not need to report to anyone.

But seeing that it was almost the end of the year, he wanted to list the problems in the operation of the meat processing plant in the past six months so that he could hold a meeting with everyone in the factory.

Not all state-owned factories are good, but they still have their merits.

When Xu Qing saw San Huzi coming, he capped the Hero brand pen in his hand and put it into the Ming Dynasty bamboo pen holder that his third brother Feng Ming bought for him from the flea market, and said with a smile:

"Come and warm yourself by the stove."

Er Mazi was filling his own enamel tea jar with water when he saw San Huzi come in from outside the house, turned the inverted enamel jar on the side that was specially used for entertaining people, poured hot water into it, and turned sideways to face San Huzi. road:

"You guys are not repairing your car in the city today?"

Sanhuzi took off his gloves, put them into the pocket of his army coat, shrank his body and walked to the stove, stretched his hands forward, warmed the fire and said:

"Hey, Ermazi, we were drinking a few days ago. Didn't I tell you, buddy? The gang of boys next door to me are making trouble with the second-rate guys, so there's no business left."

Er Mazi handed the teapot that he had just filled with hot water to San Huzi and said, "What are you doing here today?"

Sanhuzi covered the enamel teapot with both hands, warmed his hands and said:

"Just what Qingzi said last time."

"Raising pigs?" Er Mazi raised a brow on his face.

"Ok!"

Sanhuzi covered the teapot, turned to look at Xu Qing, and said firmly with eyes:

"Qingzi, my brother has decided to raise pigs next year."

Xu Qing took out a cigarette, handed it to San Huzi, threw one to Er Mazi, and asked with a smile:

"Sanhuzi, you have only been thinking about it for three days. Have you really thought about it clearly?"

Sanhuzi laughed naively, "Brother, I don't think about repairing bicycles anymore. I've thought about it a lot these past few days, but I can't think of anything else I can do. I have no skills, no education, and I have never worked in a serious unit. Raising pigs is a thing after all.”

Er Mazi on the side interrupted:

"Sanhuzi, you look like a man now!"

Sanhuzi smiled and said nothing. He put the teapot aside, lowered his head and took out a match, lit the cigarette, took a puff, and said to Xu Qing with a solemn expression on his face:

"Brother, I believe you!"

Xu Qing smiled, stood up, patted San Huzi on the shoulder and said:

"Don't worry, you will definitely make a profit by raising pigs!"

Sanhuzi puffed on his cigarette and nodded.

In fact, he still had some doubts in his heart, but his trust in Xu Qing could not be explained clearly in a few words.

The relationship was good on the one hand, but mainly because of what Xu Qing did. Although he didn't quite understand and didn't know clearly, he could clearly see whether Xu Qing's life was getting better or worse.

Apart from other things, would a person in a bad situation dare to run this meat factory right now?

Er Mazi drank hot tea with a grin, walked up to San Huzi, raised his right arm, put his arm around his shoulders and said:

"San Huzi, if you make a lot of money raising pigs next year, don't leave me aside, or I may follow you in raising pigs the year after next." San Huzi said with a smile on his face: "Er Mazi, you kid, don't be blind. Think about it, no one knows what will happen next year, so just help Qingzi run the grain station and meat factory, Qingzi will not treat you badly!"

Er Mazi flicked his tongue in his mouth and said with a proud look, "That's right, Qingzi said before that I am a meritorious official in the meat factory."

Sanhuzi took two puffs of cigarette but did not continue. He picked up the teapot and drank a few sips of tea while it was hot. His stomach suddenly felt warm and the chill in his body was gradually dissipated. He took off his coat and threw it aside, and followed Xu. Qing and Er Mazi discussed the specific matters of raising pigs together.

The next afternoon, Sanhuzi hired a tractor to pull a load of bricks from the brick factory, and alone he built a brick wall in the field.

Xu Qing was riding a motorcycle and saw San Huzi squatting next to the fire from a distance, wearing white thread gloves, squeezing bricks with his left hand, and applying cement with a tile knife on his right hand. He quickly parked the motorcycle on the edge of the field and walked up. Front line:

"Sanhuzi, it's too cold to work. It won't be too late to start work again after spring next year."

San Huzi laid the bricks in his hands on the first layer of bricks and tamped them down with the handle of the tile knife. He stood up, took off his gloves covered with mud and cement, rubbed his cold hands, and took out his military coat. He handed the cigarette to Xu Qing and said:

"Qingzi, brother, my car repair shop is closed, so I have nothing to do. Why not take advantage of this time to build a brick wall first? When spring comes, Piggy will go inside and then he can raise it directly. .”

Xu Qing took the cigarette, bent over and stretched it to the fire, lit it and smoked:

"In this cold weather, how can you finish the work by yourself?"

Sanhuzi took a long puff of cigarette and exhaled: "Hey, it's a day's work. It's faster to hire people, but I don't have much money on hand, and it's hard to hire people this winter, so I'll just slowly build it myself." .”

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly said:

"Qingzi, thank you bro, if you hadn't mentioned raising pigs, I really don't know what I would do."

Xu Qing waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, we are all brothers, so we should help each other. Your mother helped me take care of my grain station warehouse last year. On the opening day of the meat factory this year, you and your wife helped me receive the guests. I I haven’t even found a chance to thank you yet.”

Sanhuzi shook his head and said, "Qingzi, aren't you just slapping me in the face? In our relationship, my wife, my wife, and my mother, it's nothing to help you with such a small favor."

When Xu Qing heard what San Huzi said, he smiled and smoked. At this moment, villagers living in the suburbs came over in groups of three or five, wrapped in their clothes and asked:

"San Huzi, I saw you buying bricks this morning. What are you doing in the fields?"

Xu Qing couldn't help but feel secretly happy when he saw that before the Sanhuzi pigsty was built, some villagers came to inquire out of curiosity.

Sanhuzi held a cigarette in the corner of his mouth and said to the village acquaintance who was walking towards him:

"Second brother Zhao, third uncle Yang, I will build a pigsty and raise pigs!"

"What? Raise pigs?" The man in his fifties, who was called Uncle Yang, looked surprised. He looked around the field and said with wide eyes:

"Sanhuzi, you don't have a fever, do you? If you don't plant good land, you can raise pigs in a pen. Isn't this a waste?"

Sanhuzi said disdainfully: "Uncle Yang, what do you know? If you can make money, then you can do it."

After Sanhuzi finished speaking, he signaled Xu Qing to everyone with his eyes and said:

"I raised the pigs, and once my brother harvested them, wouldn't they turn into money? Isn't that better than you farming the land?"

The few people who had just come over suddenly stared at San Huzi, then at Xu Qing, and were silent for a while.

They are residents of the suburbs, and they are seen almost every day at the meat factory run by Xu Qing.

I also knew that Xu Qing often asked Er Mazi to pull pigs from the villages and towns. After hearing San Huzi's words, they were all suspicious and looked back as they left.

Xu Qing looked at those people, smoking, smiling and saying nothing.

Just after the reform, not many people have tasted the benefits of raising pigs, so naturally they don’t believe it.

But when Sanhuzi makes money from raising pigs next year, they will be jealous.

(End of this chapter)