Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 314
"Isn't that right? Now everyone knows that your Hantun is rich, and those who do small businesses will naturally go to this gathering place." People in the service industry like Old Man Wen must be chatting with each other, It is also his job to make customers happy.

He Ping was really happy when he heard this. The changes in Han Tun in his eyes were not consistent with the changes in Han Tun in the eyes of outsiders like Old Man Wen, but what is certain is that Han Tun's current life is indeed much better than that of the surrounding communes.

After cutting her hair, Xiao Zhuer ran away again, and He Ping went home alone.

In the evening, Han Zhaoshe ran to He Ping's house.

"Why are you here?"

"It's not good. I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you."

He Ping snorted, too lazy to talk to this kid.

Han Zhaoshe was left hanging for a while, couldn't hold back anymore, licked his face and smiled, "Brother!"

"Say something."

"I want to open a photo studio."

"Oh!"

"What do you mean 'oh'?"

"Then what do I say?"

"Well, I almost have money on hand."

"How much?"

"3000 yuan!"

When He Ping came back, he still had a lot of cash in his pocket, so he took out three stacks of Da Tuanhe and threw them to Han Zhaoshe.

Han Zhaoshe rushed forward with great joy, "Brother, you are really my real brother!"

"Go to the other side!" He Ping pushed the shameless guy away, expressing his doubts, "Why didn't you borrow money from your second brother?"

Han Zhaoshe's mood immediately became depressed, "Don't mention it. Since my second brother got married, he handed over the family's financial power to Xu Aiying. It's not like you don't know who Xu Aiying's daughter is, and you want to get a share from her. Come on, it's as difficult as climbing the sky! This man, can he be subdued by a woman? It's against the sky!"

Han Zhaoshe's old-fashioned words made He Ping laugh, and scolded: "What Xu Aiying, that's your second sister-in-law. I think you are the one who is against Tiangang. You are doing business and doing business. Let your parents and your second brother be the second sister-in-law." Sister-in-law should be able to agree with it."

Han Zhaoshe scratched his head, "Isn't it because they both disagree?"

This is the crux of the relationship. If Han Yuzheng and his wife didn't open their mouths, how could Han Zhaojun and his wife lend him money.

"One day, I always gave me a photoshoot, and I said that I have to do business and I am very busy. They said that you are busy as a photographer, and you said that you are not annoying. What's wrong with the photoshoot? I don’t have human rights anymore? I don’t believe it. Originally, I wanted to wait until next year to save enough money before opening a photo studio, but this time I have to open one for them to see, and I can’t let them belittle them.” Han Zhaoshe said angrily.

He Ping is not interested in Han Zhaoshe's family affairs. This kid has a bit of a business mind, so he should be able to do it by himself.

On the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, the "gymnastics team" of the brigade set off early.

The gymnastics team is the nickname given to them by the members of the team. The members mainly include accountants, cash clerks and a few young men with big waists. Their task today is to go to the commune to collect dividends from the chicken farm, "withdraw money".

Although it is very troublesome to save, access, and withdraw, the procedures must be implemented. For members of the "gymnastics team" and Hantun, such actions are already very common.

Before noon, the gymnastics team came back, and the brigade's loudspeaker sounded, telling every household to go to the team headquarters to collect money.

Han Tun's dividend distribution method has changed this year. It is no longer in the form of money in sacks. Although it is much more convenient, it also lacks the momentum of throwing money into the face.

In the warehouse of the team headquarters, there are still those people, and He Ping sits in it as stable as Mount Tai.

The accountant reads names from house to house, and the person who reads the name first opens the dividend passbook to check the amount of money.

"It's really less imposing if you don't pay any money!" He Ping chatted with the people around him.

"Isn't that right? It's a shame to use a bankbook instead. It's convenient, but it's just that the festive spirit seems a little bit off."

The old captain gave the two people a look, "Next time, I will take out the money for both of you, and let you both save it by yourself."

"Look at you old man, aren't we just chatting?"

The old captain didn't bother to talk to He Ping, he tapped his cigarette pipe, just looking at the person who went up to collect the passbook.

"Hey, so who, did you pass the night school exam? Give me the passbook. When will you pass the exam? When will you go to the brigade to get the passbook?"

The man's expression instantly switched from joyful to mournful, an absolute actor-level performance, a real batch.

"Captain, I'm only two points short. I'll definitely pass the next exam."

"Then let's talk about it after the exam next time, the next one, don't waste everyone's time." The old captain couldn't help but block the topic.

The members roared with laughter, and the air was filled with joy.

"What are you laughing at? If you fail the exam, you will give him the same, you know? The team spent money to hire university teachers to teach you cultural knowledge. You bastards are good. You have caught up with the uncle. You have to ask What are you doing?"

The output of the old captain has always been Han Tun's top level, instantly suppressing the cheerful atmosphere of the members, each of them shivering under the old captain's lewd|power.

"Who is it? Hurry up."

"Hey, here we come." The next member hurried forward to get the passbook, with lowered eyebrows, for fear of being stunned.

The members went forward to collect their passbooks one by one, and the old captain still asked He Ping to speak a few words before disbanding.

"This year is the first year of great development and big strides for our Hantun. The chicken farm and pig farm have been expanding in scale. We have invested a lot in these two areas, and the infrastructure in the team has cost a lot .

I know that everyone wants to share more dividends, but we must look at the long-term when looking at the problem. The chicken farm paid 20 yuan today, and the average is 2000 yuan per family. The money paid by the chicken farm before was similar to this. This is After deducting our operating costs for this year, taxes and next year's development funds, we have the rest of the money.A lot of money that should have been dividends was invested in construction by us.

But I want to say that all of this is worthwhile. After a year of expansion and operation, the chicken farms and pig farms have grown in scale. Next year must be the time for us to harvest.I can assure you here that the income of our Hantun people next year will at least quadruple that of this year. "

When He Ping said this, everyone applauded and shouted.

"it is good!"

"Brilliant!"

"All right, all right!" He Ping lowered his hands, "I understand everyone's feelings, so I'll just say a little bit here. Every household in Hantun needs to work hard to develop, and it's impossible to rely on it. Our income As things grow day by day, character and ability must be matched. The so-called morality is not matched, and there will be disasters. Let me put it in front of me. If someone starts a moth just because they have two bad money, don’t blame me for being unreasonable. noodle."

(End of this chapter)