The mayor is a little bit thick

Chapter 308 Bonfire
On the same day, Wang Biao called Uncle Jiri in Inner Mongolia to prepare to feed the cattle with anti-stress drugs one by one.

Anti-stress drugs, whether it is transporting cattle, pigs or sheep, must be fed, especially for such long-distance transportation, if they do not cause stress reactions, it is easy to cause death of cattle and sheep.

More likely to cause catastrophic mass deaths.

I called Uncle Getai again, and then found out the drivers of the large trailers that transported livestock that I had cooperated with last year. By chance, all the drivers were free, and I helped to contact several large trailers.

As soon as he brought the medicine to disinfect the car, he could go to the pasture to load the calf and transport it to Jiangyuan.

Raising livestock requires careful thought, and if you don't think about it, it will be easy to mess up if you don't manage it.

The old Ma's house in the village just didn't manage it, and remembered the day when their big cow gave birth to a calf. As a result, the calf didn't know it at night, and the calf was suffocated to death.

One year the cattle are raised for nothing.

Early the next morning, Wang Biao got up at four o'clock to eat a meal, drove directly to the brick factory, put on disinfectant medicine, followed the asphalt road to the national highway and headed for Inner Mongolia.

At this time, there were already workers in the elementary school who were working again to arrange the bricks.

I want to take advantage of the coolness in the morning to do more work. When it’s hot at noon, I go home and go to sleep. At three or four o’clock in the afternoon, I will continue to work in elementary school, and I will fight at ninety o’clock at night with lights on.

In this way, you don't have to work under the scorching sun, and you can do a lot of work and earn two to three hundred yuan a day.

After Li Guizhi dealt with Wang Biao in the morning, she also rode a motorcycle to the elementary school. She had to keep an eye on them, otherwise they would gang up on cheating their families for money.

There are many people like this, whether in the countryside or in the city.

After Li Guizhi arrived at the elementary school, he first went to the bricks he picked up yesterday to check the number of pieces.

The number of bricks is easy to count. A small size is 200 yuan, and it is easy to count.

After checking it again, the number did not differ from yesterday.

She likes the feeling of having something to do every day, and she actually helped others before.

"Big guy, clean the soil calipers on the bricks, otherwise you won't be able to touch the dust in the future."

"Hey, who should be more careful, don't hit people."

Li Guizhi said to the brick picker while walking.

"Sister, don't put your bricks inside, they won't be able to load the cars when they come, so you'd better put them outside."

"Well, hey, sister-in-law, you said that your family is so rich, and you still get up early in the morning to come here to work. You should enjoy yourself at home." A woman in the pony shed said with a smile.

The other also said: "Old sister-in-law Wang, are you tired enough? You were asked to do the work when you were young. If you don't rest and think about happiness, it would be nice to spend some money to hire someone to watch over it. "

Li Guizhi smiled and said, "Who should I hire? It's not easy for my son to earn some money. He gets up early and works late every day. I have nothing to do this day. It's good to come here for a stroll."

"Hehehe, sister-in-law, you are just a hard worker. Look at your elder brother, how blessed he is. He drinks a little wine every day, sleeps on the kang when he is sleepy, and watches TV when he wakes up. He doesn't do anything. "

Li Guizhi smiled and said: "I'm not as lucky as anyone else. I enjoy every day, just like the young master."

"Sister-in-law, that's not good. He lies on the kang every day and doesn't take a walk, and his body is getting more and more swollen. You have to let him take a walk, otherwise won't this man finish his drink later?" the woman said.

Li Guizhi smiled: "Hurry up, when my daughter-in-law comes back, he won't be able to rest. I have been looking forward to having grandchildren for so many years, and this time I let him watch all four granddaughters. If he doesn't coax me, I will have to use a rolling pin to whip her." You can't kill him."

"Oh my god, you are so ruthless, are you looking for new old men?" Another woman quacked and joked.

Li Guizhi scolded with a smile: "What are you looking for when you are an old lady? You don't know. Your elder brother is not a thing. When Wang Biao stayed at home for two or three years when he was not married, there was almost not a day when he didn't scold him. Take it. The words hurt Wang Biao, Wan Duzi can't marry a daughter-in-law, everyone else is a grandfather, he can't even look at a grandson, there is no place to listen to what he said, now he has a grandson, he doesn't look at anyone, he doesn't Say you want to?"

"There's nothing wrong with this, so I have to let him coax him. Day by day, he was really capable of being a monster at that time. He had more troubles than my old lady, and he could still make trouble. That is, your sister-in-law. He kicked away."

"Hey, to be honest, no one can compare to Old Brother Wang. Don't look at the lame, but you are blessed. I married such a good daughter-in-law as my sister-in-law. She is filial and capable, and does her duty. Even a good person can't marry her." Seeing such a good daughter-in-law, look at whose family, when the family didn’t earn one hundred and eighty thousand a year, look at that old lady, who played with money and made broken shoes, and finally ran away with others for 10,000+ yuan up."

After eight o'clock, Xiaogang, Li Chao and others finished processing the cornmeal from the farm, put all the ingredients into the feed tank, and drove to the primary school with uncle Li Hongjun, uncle Wang Hongchao and Chen Peng.

They had to drive to pull the bricks, and transport the bricks sorted out by the workers from the ruins to the open space designated by Wang Biao.

Otherwise, they will be placed around the ruins, and the work will get in the way. After cleaning up the broken bricks, muck, etc., the hook machine will have to come in to hook the foundation. When it is too obstructive, the bricks will have to be buried in the hooked soil. .

Li Hongjun saw Li Guizhi walking back and forth on the construction site to inspect, and walked over, "Second sister, you don't have to walk back and forth to look, just take a look at your sweaty head, why didn't you drive an electric car over here, ride an electric car to look back and forth How convenient it is."

"It's inconvenient to ride an electric car back and forth with this car. Red Army, you should be more careful when you pull bricks in a while, and don't bump into people when driving back and forth."

"Second Sister, when will the dirt truck come? Has my eldest nephew contacted me or not?"

"I've got in touch, come here this afternoon to collect the dirt," Li Guizhi said.

"Oh, Second Sister, where's the forklift?"

"The forklift is as big as Zhang's other family's forklift, so it won't delay things."

Wangjiatun.

Two large muck trucks unloaded the broken tiles and muck into the pit one after another.

Li Hongjun drove the forklift in the farm to flatten the spiky muck and let the muck truck dump the muck into the pit little by little.

People in Wangjiatun stood under the shade of the big elm tree and watched the excitement.

"It's alright this time, our village also has a square."

"Hey, how big do you think this big biao can build? Can it build a square as big as Nantun?"

"Can it be built? We only have a few people in the village, so what's the use of building too big?"

"Well, it doesn't need to be too big, as long as you can twist a big Yangko or something, I'm building a small pergola, and we old buddies will not be afraid of rain when we play poker later."

"You are so beautiful. The square built by seven or eight hundred households in Nantun didn't even have a house or awning."

"That's so beautiful, tell Da Biao that it doesn't cost much to build a shed with electric pillars, welding a frame and color steel tiles."

The old man had eaten and came to the front yard.

"Gangzi, turn on the TV for me. I'll take a look at the child."

Wang Honggang said: "My lord, how can I do it? You can get it for you when Guizhi comes back."

When the old man heard this, his face drooped, "Oh, I can't see anyone these days, and I'm about to be sixty, so why go out and do some work?"

Wang Honggang saw his grandfather walking away muttering with his hands behind his back, he couldn't help but look at the almanac hanging on the wall, walked up to him and took it off, counting the pages one by one.

"One day, two days"

I didn't stop counting until September 20th. This almanac was folded.

It was the day Wang Biao decided to go to BJ to pick up the five mothers.

"There are 47 days left."

Wang Honggang couldn't help laughing when he talked about this. His old Wang has been aggrieved for so many years, and now he is about to feel proud. This time, who the hell dares to show his grandson how smart and sensible in front of him.

Show how beautiful and well-behaved your granddaughter is.

Now it's bullshit in front of my old king.

He couldn't help but think of his childhood playmate, Da Shitou, this bastard, whenever he came to the store to buy cigarettes, he would show off his two grandchildren, and after he finished talking, he would talk about Wang Biao growing up with his soldiers and playing bachelor ...

Fuck, let's see how you show off this time, you are only two, and my four granddaughters are all as beautiful and energetic as they are.

Let’s take a look at their family’s, what the hell, it’s black and skinny, and then look at our four granddaughters, one with big white eyes and pouting, and the other is white and clean.

Why. 47 days, when will this pass.

Wang Hong just took out a cigarette and lit it, and took a deep breath of the smoke that can relieve sorrow.

In fact, he misses his four little granddaughters even more than the old man.

Pony shed.

Liu Meili came to the store and wanted to buy a barrel of balsamic vinegar, but was stopped by a few people staying in the small store.

"Xiaoli, I heard that Wangjiatun is going to build a square in Dakeng. When will our village build it?"

"Yes, you have to tell the village chief to build one for our village."

"Why should it be repaired for Wangjiatun and not for us? Our pony shed doesn't belong to Hongqi Village? Why does this good thing never come to our village?"

Looking at the excited fellow villagers, Liu Meili smiled and said, "Where is our village going to repair it? Is there any place to repair it?"

"Why is there no place, Geng San Geng Si, the big hole between the two of them is filled up, won't there be a place for them?"

"Uncle, how can you level it? How much earthwork does such a big pit need?" Liu Meili smiled helplessly.

"Isn't there so many broken bricks, dirt, and so on in elementary school? We'll have to drag those to our village." This man was very unreasonable.

Liu Meili laughed out of breath when she heard that: "Old man, that person was bought by Wang Biao. If you don't build a big hole for your own village and build a square, if you get it for our village, then you can't get it by Wang Jiatun People pointing at the spine and cursing to death."

"What's the matter, he is from Wangjiatun, and he shouldn't seek benefits for their village first. He has to develop his style and get it for other villages first. If we build a small square here, we can exercise when we are free. How wonderful, why do you have to ride an electric car to Nantun if you want to dance a big Yangko." A woman in her 60s shouted.

Liu Meili smiled and said, "Second aunt, you can go to Wangjiatun to dance later. Wangjiatun is very close. It is less than 200 meters from our village to their village, and less than 500 meters to the square. It’s almost time to walk, so I can still exercise.”

Seeing that the old uncle was still talking with his eyes wide open, she hurriedly continued: "It's reasonable for Wang Biao to build a square with his village. No one in our village can get away with it, and we can't say anything. In the future, you old brothers and sisters don't want to leave. , Isn’t it good to go there by electric car, and it’s not impossible to have fun.”

NMG.

Ximeng Gol.

The bonfire outside the yurt was very hot, and the flames flew up to more than two meters high, and the wood was burned by the fire and made a loud noise. If there was no sound, there would be sparks flying everywhere.

A low table is placed between the campfire and the yurt.

Uncle Jiri's family talked and laughed with Wang Biao.

"Uncle, are there more lambs for cattle and sheep this year?" Wang Biao asked, picking up a piece of boiled lamb chops, and sandwiching some wild leek flower sauce made by Aunt Jiri on it.

When eating mutton in the grassland, the leek flower sauce made from wild leeks is the soul. Without this stuff, the taste of mutton will be half.

"There are a lot of lambs this year, thanks to the yellow rice and pastures I bought from you. Almost all the lambs that fell in winter will survive. In the beginning of spring, there is enough forage, and there are more lambs in the fence." Uncle Jiri said heartily.

Wang Biao smiled happily and said, "Thank me for what. You paid for it and I sell things. Logically speaking, I should thank you for buying so much pasture and yellow crops in our village, which made the common people earn a lot of money. "

"Haha, boy, you can't say that. If you hadn't sold us so many good yellow storage bales and bought us so many skinny cattle and sheep at the market price, our pastures would have been hurt this year." Vigorous." Uncle Jiri said.

Aunt Jiri said: "Uncle Getai always said to thank you very much. If it weren't for you, they would have lost half of their livestock last winter."

"Auntie, don't say that in the future. It's all mutual. If you didn't sell me so many cattle and sheep, I wouldn't make any money this year." Wang Biao said.

Uncle Jiri's eldest son said: "Old brother, you can't say that. You make money. What money can you make?"

Wang Biao looked at his elder brother puzzled, what does this mean?
Doesn't my boss know whether he makes money or not?
At this time, I heard Brother Jiri continue to say: "How much fodder do you have to feed to wake up the cattle and sheep, and the fodder is free? How much will this increase the cost of feeding? This means that you have your own farm and plant so much land. Bale baling is our own machine, if it is like others buying hay to feed, we will have to pay for it.”

It was only then that Wang Biao understood what Jiri's eldest brother meant, and it was indeed the case. The cows and sheep were so thin that they wished they could be blown down by the wind.

How much did he feed the green storage and yellow storage, alfalfa grass and corn flour before he fed the cattle and sheep to fatten up.

If so, he really didn't make much money.

Especially for the farm, the transferred land was transferred at a price of five or six thousand more than the market price, excluding various expenses.In fact, you can't make much money from farming, and you mainly rely on fattening cattle and sheep to make a profit.

If there are no cattle and sheep, the income of the farm will be greatly reduced.

"Brother, that's different. We all help each other and achieve each other. Don't say any words of thanks in the future. Come on, let's do it together."

"Okay, let's go."

After drinking, Wang Biao said: "Uncle, brother, have you given the medicine yet?"

"It's all been fed, it's been two days."

"What about other families? Uncle?"

"It's all over, we're all good buddies and friends, don't worry, uncle is doing business, don't you worry?" Uncle Jiri laughed.

"Haha, don't worry, then tomorrow afternoon we will load the car, load a car, and when we are helping gangsters, it happens to be greedy gangsters to transport to us." Wang Biao said.

As for the selection of calves, he was not going to pick them, and calves who were three or four months old would not be able to see anything.

(End of this chapter)