This stepmother is a bit crazy

Chapter 17 The idea of ​​a cooperative
Who knows, either one is asking for leave or that is asking for leave. Not many of the people who come are listening attentively. They are either doing their own work or just chatting with their heads down.

You say your thing, I'll do mine.

Only the children's class and the juvenile class are in pretty good condition, and they can come basically every day.

This evening, after class.

Jiang Linran and Zheng Youshan were covered in cold air and stomped their frozen feet as they returned to the educated youth spot and just entered the house.

Li Aihong, who was leaning against the table, was drinking water from a teapot. When she saw the two of them entering, she rolled her eyes at Jiang Linran and sarcastically said, "Hey, Phoenix is ​​back."

Jiang Linran, who felt uncomfortable when he heard this, frowned and looked at her: "If you have something to say, say it properly and don't be arrogant."

Qi Yanzhen was sitting in the corner, holding a cup in her hand. When she heard Li Aihong's words, she felt more comfortable than hot water flowing down her throat. It also made her feel more comfortable while ironing. The stinking suffocation she felt every day these days also dissipated a lot.

Of course, she would be happier if Li Aihong could attack more powerfully later.

Qi Yanzhen, who was about to watch a show, stretched her legs and leaned her strong body against the wall behind her.

"Just say what you say. If you want to be in the limelight, don't drag everyone else along."

Jiang Linran looked at everyone in the room.

"You think so too?"

Huang Wenyou pushed up his glasses: "Xiaoran, the situation in the past few days is indeed not ideal. I wonder if we should think of some way to mobilize their enthusiasm."

"Hey, Huang Wenyou, don't worry about the cold weather and suffering. Anyway, I won't go there again from tomorrow on."

Li Aihong said angrily.

"Comrade Li, you can't say that. Although literacy literacy has encountered some temporary difficulties, in the long run, this is something that will benefit them. How can we give up so easily."

What's more, because of the establishment of literacy classes, the relationship between villagers and educated youth has become closer.

Huang Wenyou, who was slandering in his heart, didn't mind that Qi Yanzhen was there, so he couldn't say much.

"It's up to you, I don't want to be a fool anyway." Li Aihong placed the teapot in her hand heavily on the table, and the water in the teapot spilled onto the table.

Jiang Linran looked at the others who had been silent: "In this case, you don't have to go in the future."

"If you don't go, you won't go. It's like no one is saying that."

Li Aihong snorted, took the teapot again, turned around and walked towards the house.

Qi Yanzhen, who was sitting on the side, saw the protagonist's end and had nothing to watch, so she also hurriedly stood up. When she was sitting, her weight was on the back, and she got up too hastily. As a result, she lost her balance and hit her head directly on the wall behind her. , hitting a basket hanging there.

Qi Yanzhen touched the aching back of her head angrily, tore off the basket and threw it away.

The basket rolled several times on the ground and stopped in front of Jiang Linran's feet.

Jiang Linran picked up the basket and held it in his hand: "What about you? If you don't want to do it like Li Aihong, just raise your hand while everyone is here to make it clear that you want to continue."

As soon as she finished speaking, Huang Wenyou, Zhang Dalan and Zheng Youshan quickly raised their hands.

Then came Zhang Bing and Huang Wenjuan.

Chen Tingting hesitated for a while, looked left and right, and then slowly raised her arm.

"Since everyone is willing to continue, let's go back tonight and think about how to mobilize their enthusiasm and make them willing to come to class every night." After Jiang Linran returned to the room.

He casually placed the basket on the low cabinet next to him, his eyes suddenly lit up, and an idea popped into his mind.

He ran out with the basket and came to the next door. He reached out excitedly and patted the door of Huang Wenyou's room: "Brother Huang, are you asleep? I have something to tell you."

Huang Wenyou, who was taking off his pants to go to bed, heard Jiang Linran's voice and had to pull his half-taken pants back down.

"not yet."

Huang Wenyou straightened his clothes and came out.

Zheng Youshan and Zhang Bing, who were already lying down, looked at each other: "I'll go take a look too," Zhang Bing said.

Zheng Youshan, who was also curious, randomly grabbed the clothes he had thrown aside, put them on in a few times, put on his shoes, not even bothering to lift the heels, and followed Zhang Bing out.

When I came out, I saw Jiang Linran sitting at the table, turning the basket in his hand, his eyes shining, his eyebrows dancing, and he whispered something to Huang Wenyou.

The two of them went over and sat down on one side.

"Brother Huang, look at these wattle and wicker sticks, they are everywhere in our village, and there are not a few people in the village who can make this. You said that if we are doing literacy, they can organize themselves and make this and sell it, wouldn't we kill two birds with one stone? ?”

"But now private, personal, business is not allowed."

Huang Wenyou, who was thinking, said nothing, while Zhang Bing said feebly from the side.

If he could engage in private business and business, would he still need to earn a few centimeters every day with his face turned to the earth and his back turned to the sky?
"Then in the name of a collective, we will join hands with the village to set up a handicraft cooperative. What do you think? There are also those aunts and ladies in the village who are also very good at handicrafts. If possible, gather them together and do some Handmade and sold.”

Jiang Linran's words made the blood in the veins of the three people present slowly warm up.

"You can talk to the village chief about this, but it's a problem to whom to sell it to. Also, the way they make it is not very good. Even if there are channels to sell it, there may not be anyone who will buy it."

Huang Wenyou, who had a quick mind, quickly thought of the problems he would face later.

Jiang Linran, who had thought about these two issues since he made up his mind, smiled slightly: "If the cooperative can be established, I don't think sales will be a problem. We go to shopping malls and supply and marketing cooperatives in the name of the village. As long as the goods are good, I believe They had no reason to refuse.

And even if it's not nearby, there is Haishi. Brother Huang, you are from Haishi. I believe you understand the needs of Haishi people better than me.

As long as we open up the situation in Haishi, there will be no problems elsewhere. "

"That's right!" Zhang Bing, suddenly enlightened, smacked the table excitedly: "That's right. As long as you say it's something from the sea market, who wouldn't like it? It's too late to snatch it away."

"Yes, Xiaoran, you are right."

Huang Wenyou's face was calm, but the sparkle in his eyes revealed his hidden excitement at the moment. "

"As for the design, I'll do it! When I get back to the house later, I'll design a few designs for you to see."

For someone like her who wore it decades later, is the design still a problem?
It’s a joke. Starting from kindergarten, during her weekends, winter and summer vacations, and other various holidays, she was either in various specialty classes or on the way there.

Those who have studied cannot be said to be very sophisticated, but they have all passed the exams and obtained certificates.

　In fact, there was a cent fee for participating in the literacy class at that time. You had to know a certain number of words before you could graduate from literacy.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)