Rebirth: The Little God of the Mountain Village

Zhang Tiesheng was not angry, but still calm.

"Qiao Ling, if you want to pull feces, you should tell me in advance."

"Cut! Why should I tell you? Who are you to me? "

"But this dung is mine!"

"What's yours? Do you have your name on it or your number on it? What are you doing with all this shit? Eat?

Why don't you take all the dung pits in the whole county? It'll last forever! "

"You...!" Zhang Tiesheng was speechless.

Quarrel with Qiao Ling, he is not a good person.

The girl was obviously scolding him. She grew up eating dung and wanted to eat it all her life.

Ten men can't quarrel with one woman. He can only admit defeat.

"Well, you go. I don't want to explain to you! Anyway, I took the money for the toilets in the two communities. "

"You take a fart! A cesspit earns hundreds of dollars at least! To whom? "

Qiaoling knew that Zhang Tiesheng contracted the cesspit, not only didn't lose money, but also made money.

All the money earned goes to the troika and the driver.

In this way, 200 mu of soil fertilizer is almost even.

Not a thousand dollars.

When fertilizer is converted into vegetable production, the mouse pulls the wooden shovel, and the big end is behind.

"Whatever you say! I don't care about today! Guys, let's go! "

With a command, the motorcade behind moved.

Ergou and Yonghong installed the mud pump again, driven by the diesel engine, whistling and pulling up the feces.

Dung tank predecessors happy horse call, a car is full, a car drive away.

Yang Danian was so embarrassed that he had to ring the diesel engine.

"Uncle, don't go." Just about to leave, Zhang Tiesheng pulls on him.

"Why? You want me to lose money for pulling a load of dung? As for it? " Yang Danian also stares.

"Uncle, I didn't mean that."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, you're old and it's cold. It's very dangerous on such a long way in the middle of the night! If you want to pull the dung, I'll find a way for you. "

"What can I do?" Yang Danian asked.

"You see, I have a ready-made fleet, ready-made mud pumps, and a dozen drivers. Let them help you..."

"What are you talking about?" Yang Danian was surprised.

"I mean, everything is ready. Why do you have to run by yourself? They are for making money, you pay, let them directly help you pull the earth

Zhang Tiesheng is kind-hearted.

He loves Yang Danian.

After all, the old man is not young, it's dark, the road is long, and the mountain road is full of potholes.

If something happens on the way, it's not worth it.

"Tiesheng, do you want to help me?"

"Yes, our neighbors and grandparents are very friendly."

"How much do you charge me for a car?"

Yang Danian has no money. If he has money, he will hire a team.

Who's willing to suffer this crime with his daughter in the middle of the night?

"To tell you the truth, I got 20 yuan for pulling a car, 10 yuan for two teachers and 10 yuan for myself!

And the ten yuan, frankly speaking, is to subsidize the team.

I gave the team $20 a car, plus a box of cigarettes.

You pay ten yuan a car, and each driver gives you a box of cigarettes.

I'll give you my ten dollars! "

"What? Ten dollars a car? Tiesheng, are you kidding? " Yang Danian was even more surprised.

You know, a cart of manure is better than two bags of fertilizer.

All 300 mu of land is fertilized, so the investment is very large, and the gain is not worth the loss.

Ten yuan per mu of land, 300 mu of land, will invest more than 3000 yuan.

It's unbelievable that Zhang Tiesheng gave him such a cheap thing.

"Uncle, I'm not kidding. I don't earn your money!"

"But I don't have any money now, let alone three thousand, one thousand!"

"It doesn't matter if you don't have money. It's not too late to sell the cabbage. If you have money, I'll help you out first."

"Why are you doing this?" Yang Danian asked again.

"We are neighbors. Who wants you to have a good relationship with my father? I regard you as my uncle... "

In a word, it doesn't matter. Yang Danian was very grateful.

A heartfelt admiration rose in my heart.

"Nephew, I...!"

"Uncle, as long as you promise, now I'll let people pull all the dung into your field."

"Oh, yes! Excellent! Tiesheng, I don't know how to thank you. "

Yang Danian is about to cry. He feels guilty and ashamed.

"You're welcome. A distant relative is better than a close neighbor, and a close neighbor is better than the opposite!"

"Tiesheng...!" Yang Danian grabbed his hand, excited.

"Uncle, get in the car and I'll drive! Nephew, take you home! "

Zhang Tiesheng helped Yang Danian into the car. Then sit in the driver's seat.

Gear up and the troika goes.

He took Qiao Ling and Yang Danian home smoothly.

Qiaoling not only didn't appreciate it, but muttered: "nothing to be gallant, either cheating or stealing..."

At dawn, at least more than 50 trucks of manure were pulled onto Qiao Ling's terraces.

Zhang Tiesheng pulled the plastic hose over there and opened the furrow.

The flowing water flushes the manure into the fields, and Qiaoling's fields are irrigated and moistened.

Looking at 300 mu of green seedlings, Yang Danian laughed.

He took a puff of smoke. The smoke came out of his bearded mouth and was blown away by the mountain wind.

The wrinkles on the face stretch out.

The fields of the two families add up to 500 mu, pulling more than 500 carts of manure.

It costs about 5000 yuan.

Tiesheng comes home in the evening. Just as he enters the door, he suddenly finds his father Zhang dashuan and his three brothers staring at him.

Dad's eyes are like lightning, which can penetrate his soul.

The second brother and the third brother looked at him and sneered.

Tie Sheng feels cool on his back.

"Tiesheng, I heard that you helped Yang Danian's family pull 300 carts of dung?" Dad finally got mad.

"Well."

"Are you crazy or stupid? Our 200 mu land is too busy to come over, and we still give the dung to others? "

Zhang dashuan is distressed.

In other words, ten yuan for a cart of dung makes Yang Danian cheap. He can't swallow this breath.

"Dad, I'm not helping uncle Nian, but helping ourselves..." Zhang Tiesheng explained.

"Help ourselves? How do you say that? " Zhang dashuan was puzzled.

"Because Uncle Yang's 300 mu land is ours sooner or later!"

Hearing this, Zhang dashuan was even more confused: "how could the land contracted by others be yours? Are you crazy about money? "

"Ha ha, Dad, you wait. Within two months, uncle Niannian will cry and shout to give me 300 mu of land.

When I don't want it, he will kowtow and beg for it. Do you believe it?

Therefore, the fertilizer brought to his house is equivalent to the fertilizer of our own field! "

Zhang Tiesheng's smile is still so brilliant.

"How can it be?"?! You talk nonsense all day

I don't believe Zhang dashuan.

Others don't know. He knows Yang Danian best.

That's the most famous Iron Rooster in the village. A penny is a big plate.

Yang Danian's money is usually strung on his ribs and bones. Every move is heartbreaking.

He'll give you the land?

"Dad, why don't we make a bet?" Zhang Tiesheng said with a smile.

"Dad! Bet with him! We don't believe it The second elder brother Yinsheng and the third elder brother Tongsheng are bewitching.

"Good! How do you say to bet? " Father asked.

"If I win, I has the final say in this house, and the financial power is at my disposal.

If you win, all the money your son will earn in the future will be given to you.

How to spend it, you has the final say! "

"Good! That's it! " Zhang dashuan patted the table and nodded.

Yinsheng and Tongsheng were beside each other. They were very happy and laughed.