Best Young Chef

As soon as he was a genius, his father Zhao Laicai got up and drove, packed his farm tools and prepared to work in the field. After hearing the news, Zhao Zilong jumped up and rushed to help his father.

Their father and son were riding in a cattle cart and heading for their own fields in the turbulence.

Along the way, the nose was filled with the smell of soil and grass, and some unknown insects gave out bursts of clear calls. Zhao Zilong half lay on the animal cart, feeling that all these things were so wonderful.

Zhao Zilong's family is also a profiteer. Although his mother died of illness, her land was not recovered, but the six Mu field in her family was scattered.

These four fields are located in remote areas, relatively barren, with an interval of seven or eight miles.

Now the field they are going to plough is at the southernmost end of the village, and they almost run out of the village.

Because of this matter, Zhao Laicai also went to the village committee to see if he could exchange ideas with other families. But instead of realizing his request, he was scolded.

On the one hand, Zhao Laicai secretly scolded those village cadres for putting on airs and not doing practical work. On the other hand, he had to work hard to manage these four barren fields.

One of them led the cattle and the other took charge of the plow. They turned over the hard and solid fields and ploughed out soft and deep plough marks. When the sun rose in mid air, they finally plowed the field.

Zhao Zilong tied up the cattle and sat with his father on the side of the shaft to have a rest.

"Dad, now we all farm with tractors. Why don't we spend some money on it?" Seeing that his father was sweating, Zhao Zilong said with some heartache.

"Silly boy, our land is so partial that people don't want to come."

"Besides, our land is not good and the yield is low. Only one mu of land earns a thousand yuan in total. If we throw away the cost of fertilizer seeds, there are only a few hundred yuan left in one mu of land. If we use the tractor to cultivate the land, the income will be even less. "

"You're old enough to marry a daughter-in-law in a few years. Can't dad save some money for you?" Zhao Laicai threw away his cigarette end and sighed.

"Dad, it's two different things. You can't burn yourself out just because you save some money, can you?" Hearing this, Zhao Zilong felt a little blocked in his heart. He moved to his father and held his arm.

"My child, my father is born to suffer. I just want you to suffer with my father." Zhao Laicai patted his son's hand and sighed. Zhao Zilong clearly saw that his eyes were red.

"Dad, do you think this is a good way: we can plant all the fields into corn, so as long as we plant in spring and harvest in autumn, which is very economical. You don't have to stay in the fields all day, and you can find some easy work

Zhao Zilong had an idea and suddenly remembered the photo in his mobile phone. Beautiful sister-in-law that woman, water-borne, that night and the village head in the kitchen to do bad things, Zhao Zilong conveniently with a mobile phone photographed.

"Silly boy, it's not that easy!"

"Let's not say that our four plots are too far apart and it's too troublesome to plant. My father is so old, and he has no culture. Apart from making great efforts, how can we get by doing easy work? "

Zhao Laicai shook his head and didn't pay attention to Zhao Zilong's words.

"It's said that there are many odd jobs in the village that need to be done. Each one costs 30 yuan. That is to brush the walls and stick slogans. It's all a grinder's life. I'm not tired at all. "

"If you work ten jobs a month, that's 300 yuan, and that's 36 yuan a year. Plus our six acre corn harvest, we can earn nearly 10000 yuan a year. "

Zhao Zilong broke his fingers to calculate, and his face showed the color of joy.

"Silly boy, those odd jobs in the village are all welfare provided by the village cadres to their relatives. How can they take our turn?" Zhao Laicai thought of the village head's black belly and gave a bitter smile.

"Don't worry. I can do it if I say yes. I promise I can do it if you agree." Zhao Zilong took his father's arm, and a certain firmness flashed on his face: when he grew up, he should do something for his family.