Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 233 The old man doesn't talk about martial arts!
I was so busy with the pig farm all morning that I completely forgot the purpose of Zhao Haifeng's coming to Hantun.

He Ping repeatedly apologized to Zhao Haifeng, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao, I'm really sorry. Let's have dinner first. After dinner, I'll call all the alfalfa growers in the team over tomorrow and ask you to accompany us together. A training session. Spring plowing will start in the team in a few days, and I have to invite you to decide the date of sowing the alfalfa, and I will listen to you.”

Only then did Zhao Haifeng let go of the anxiety in his heart, "You can just think about it. The current temperature can sow alfalfa at any time. In the past two days, let's hurry up and prepare, and strive to plant alfalfa tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

"Okay, don't worry."

After talking about alfalfa, the lunch officially began. He Ping hospitablely poured wine for several guests, with a set of persuasive words, which did not match his drinking capacity.

The end result is that everyone doesn't have to work in the afternoon.

On the morning of the 21st, in the eyes of He Ping and others with a hangover in their eyes, the foundation stone laying ceremony of Hantun Pig Farm officially began.

"What are you talking about, old man?"

He Ping was forced up by the old captain in bed. Originally, he planned to break ground tomorrow, that is, on the 22nd, because the materials that Zhang Guoqiang promised him had not yet been delivered.

"It looks like it's going to be double-robbed, you kid will give me a moth, and it's better than nothing."

How about saying that someone can be the captain of the brigade? This realization...

He Ping looked all over Hantun, young and old, and there was no one who was in a hurry to make Luo Chungeng this year.Without him, last year's dividends really made everyone eat a little fat, and everyone looked down on the income from farming.

This kind of atmosphere has gradually spread in Hantun since the dividends were distributed last year. Even if the family joint production contract is implemented now, the interest of the team members in farming is not as good as before.

It was precisely when the old captain saw the formation of this trend that he became extremely anxious.

We have overcome all the difficulties in the past, but what a good policy it is now!Everyone actually lost their original intentions for farming. How could the old captain let this happen?
Although he can't stop He Ping from making trouble, he can rob people and time, and finish the spring plowing first. As for the rest, let He Ping do whatever he wants. There are four or five months.

With the experience of building chicken farms in the past, the construction of the pig farm this time is a familiar matter for both Uncle Liu and the members of the commune.

The materials promised by Zhang Guoqiang were delivered on the second day of construction.

The pig farm has a stock of [-] pigs and a total area of ​​[-] square meters, of which the construction area accounts for nearly [-] square meters.

If you want to do something big, He Ping never thought about making small troubles.

At this stage, the investment return ratio of pig raising is definitely not as good as that of chicken raising, but we should look at things from the perspective of development, especially when we think of the booming feed industry in the future. Pig raising is definitely worth long-term investment and persistence of.

Standing in front of the busy construction site, He Ping vaguely felt that he seemed to have missed some important step.

"Hurry up, I'll grab both of you right away, don't keep working hard for me. This year is the first year of implementing the family joint production contract. It's your own business to collect more or less. If it's autumn harvest, whoever harvests more than In previous years, it was less, see if I whip you or not?"

The members of the commune were working enthusiastically, and the old captain was yelling on the construction site, just like a black-hearted supervisor in the old society.

He Ping saw that the old captain finally remembered what steps he had left behind. The matter of managing the nutrition pig farm hadn't gone through the membership meeting yet, and there wasn't even a branch in the commune.

No wonder so many village officials who led the villagers to make a fortune in later generations went in. This thing is really not good without supervision and restraint, and everyone will have to expand!
Look at the bloated appearance of the old captain, he is almost Huang Shiren.

No, the background of the working people must not be forgotten, I have to urge the old captain.

"Old captain, have we forgotten something?"

"What's the matter?"

"Community meeting."

The old captain stared at He Ping in a daze, he was a shriveled boy who was in a foreign style, and only remembered it after he had done it, but the process still had to go through a little bit, otherwise it would be easy to make mistakes.

The old captain would not admit that he forgot about it even if he was beaten to death, "Well, why don't you hurry up and do a double grab. Let's call everyone tomorrow and go to the team to vote."

After work was over in the evening, the loudspeakers in the team sounded as scheduled, and the familiar voice of the old captain echoed in the midair of Hantun.

Many members of the team who were having dinner were disgusted, saying what would they do if they finished their work and fix the ozone layer, who wouldn't let you do it.

Early the next morning, everyone in the team gathered at the team headquarters, and everyone complained about the old captain.

"It's almost finished, why bother everyone?"

"No one disagrees, so what's the point of this?"

……

The old captain was also a little embarrassed, but he still had to go through the process that should go. He said with a grimace, "Come, come, vote quickly. There is so much work, don't delay the work."

Without saying a word, everyone raised their hands and passed unanimously.

The old captain cleared his throat, and just about to say a few words, the members got up one after another.

"Hurry up, there is still a lot of work to be done on the pig farm."

"The chicken farm is shipping goods, hurry over there, don't delay."

……

Dozens or hundreds of people slipped away within a minute or two, leaving the old team leader alone in despondency.

The hearts of the people are scattered, and the team is not easy to lead!
The old captain looked at He Ping with resentment.

He Ping was afraid that the old man would give himself two cigarette pots, "Don't look at me like that, everyone is rushing to make money, and I don't blame me for not raising chickens and pigs in that kind of land. !"

The old captain sighed, of course he knew it was He Ping's fault, he just couldn't accept it for a while.

In the past, because of the policy, he could understand that everyone didn't care about farming.But now that the national policy is so good, everyone is even less concerned about farming, which made it difficult for him to accept for a while.

In the past, the old captain had to scold that he didn't know the blessings in the blessings, but the benefits of the chicken farm are there, that is, he earns more than you bend down to farm the land. What can he say.

The contradictions and entanglements in his heart were all expressed on that old, ravine face. He Ping saw it in his eyes, and there was only one thought in his mind, run!

I'll let you keep poking around, you bastard!

In the end, He Ping still couldn't escape the old captain's godly kick, plus the cigarette pot.

He Ping ran away with his head in his arms, "Old man, you don't talk about martial arts!"

The old captain beat and scolded, "I'll make you a moth, a moth!"

Han Tun's headline today - He Ping let the old captain beat him again!
(End of this chapter)