He was a little afraid of He Songbai.
Tie Zhu asked with a big head: "Brother Bai, what do you want to do?"
He Songbai pursed his lips and was silent for a long time before saying, "You will know when the time comes."
His eyes couldn't help deepening, and the darkness was like a fierce vortex...
In fact, on the day He Songbai picked up his partner, he was pushing a car and carrying a wooden box to go home, and he met Sunja on the way.
Shunzi said to He Songbai, "There is an accident in our pig slaughtering farm!"
He was panting out of breath, vigilant like a frightened bird, and pulled He Songbai into the bush with a sullen face.
"I came here on purpose to find you!"
"You didn't go to work today, I'm afraid you won't believe it, and tomorrow you will foolishly go to the pig slaughtering farm."
He Songbai's face filled with complicated emotions.
Shunzi said sadly, "I'm afraid the pig farm won't be able to keep it."
"Master He said that when we arrive at XXX the day after tomorrow, we will slaughter all the pigs. After earning the last trip, we will not be able to wash our hands."
When Sunja mentioned the place name, he tapped He Songbai's palm with his thumb and wrote it down.
He Songbai looked at it and nodded clearly.
Shunzi is also an old man on a pig farm. He has made a lot of money over the years. His family enjoys happiness and fears with him. If it wasn't for the alertness of Wangfeng's companions today, I am afraid that everyone would have been squatting in the prison to eat at the moment.
Sunja added: "But three of the poor masters have been caught. Brother Zhang is busy comforting a few family members, so that the poor master can go to jail with peace of mind, don't sell us! Hey, it's really bad luck, I have done a lot of work. The pig farm in 2019 will fail. This is not the trouble we caused by ourselves... "
He Songbai said: "Everyone is fine."
Shunzi said indignantly, "I'll go to the other poor masters and tell them that they won't be caught in the net from now on..."
"Go quickly." He Songbai patted Shunzi on the shoulder and said.
…
In the evening, He Songbai rode a bicycle to the agreed place.
Everyone drank a bowl of white wine together, and the high concentration of alcohol made these men's blood surge, their bodies warm, and they were full of energy to work.
He Songbai chopped more than a dozen pigs in total, and the workload was three times as much as usual. After chopping, his whole body was like being fished out of the water.
The temporary pig slaughtering farm that Master He found was soaked in pig blood. After killing hundreds of pigs, everyone was exhausted.
Master He wrapped a red envelope by himself and handed it to the master who killed the pig in turn.
"There's still work to do tomorrow. You've been working hard for the past few days. After finishing this last vote, let's go our separate ways. Those who should go home to farm the land, and those who should retire and enjoy happiness."
So He Songbai went to the temporary pig slaughtering farm for several days in a row. The pigs killed became smaller and smaller, and the life gradually became easier.
When it was about to end, He Songbo pulled Master He and said, "The remaining suckling pigs are too small to kill them and they won't be worth much."
Master He touched his head and understood: "He Er, do you want it?"
The three- or four-month-old pigs were barely half the weight of the slaughtered pigs, and the smaller ones didn't have much meat. It was a pity to kill them, but Master He couldn't find anyone to take over. Raising pigs is hard and tiring, and there are bloody examples of people who were caught and put in jail. The old people who earn enough money don’t want to do it anymore. They kill the pigs as soon as possible, sell the last batch of meat, and go home to enjoy themselves.
He Songbai nodded.
He asked: "I just don't know how many heads there are and how to sell them. I don't have much money in my hand."
Master He thought about it again and again. He Songbai has been in the pig slaughtering farm for a long time. Master He knows that he is a downright poor boy. It has only been a few days since the family's situation has doubled. Where can he get the money
But he admired He Songbai's courage, he said, "You are also the one introduced by Brother Zhang."
"It stands to reason that I should give you some face, but I don't like to give people face, and it is more useful to work hard with me than anything else. For the sake of your honesty these few months, I will give it to you. Half of the money is on credit, and you can collect the rest yourself, I still have a few pens here, a hundred suckling pigs, and sows too, which are about to give birth."
"You can't eat that much by yourself. See if there are still people who are willing to work with you. You are still new and inexperienced. I'm afraid it would be better to pull a few old people with you."
He Songbai nodded and asked Master He, "Do you still want to continue?"
Master Ho shook his head.
He Songbai asked how much he got in total, and Master He said that for He Songbai, it was astronomical.
Master He smiled: "Half of it is not enough, your pig farm can't go on."
"The remaining half is reserved for the expenses of raising pigs. When the first pig comes out, the money will come. The more money you earn, the easier it is to earn more and more willing to work."
He Songbai nodded silently.
With that astronomical number in his heart, he rode a bicycle across the dark mountain road, and the cool mountain wind whistled past his ears.
The return journey this time is the same as the countless sleepless nights in the past. The body is tired, but the heart is full.
The spiritual satisfaction made his body as if it was made of steel. He stared at the bottomless ravine and the lavender moon, with infinite hope and peace in his heart. The cold mountain wind cooled his hot head, and He Songbai shivered and wiped his face.
This huge sum of money is not enough to sell him and his entire family.
But the opportunity is in front of him, seduce him to seize it, and seize it!
…
Early morning, dawn.
It was the weekend, and Zhao Lanxiang, who didn't have to work, got up very late.
Wu Gong is very different from Sun Gong's vigorous and resolute style. He is a slow person, and the project progresses slowly, so everyone does not heavy work, and the work points are also reduced, and he can earn eight work points a day. This is also very good. After the autumn harvest and the autumn planting, it is now the slack season. The daily work points that the members can earn are not many, and eight work points are just enough.
However, Zhao Lanxiang found that He Songbai had "become lazy", and he didn't know what new job he had found to do, and he was even more tired than before.
As soon as he tilted his head, he could fall asleep immediately with his eyes closed, and he slept like a pig.
She didn't go to wake him up until almost noon.
Zhao Lanxiang took the meat porridge and put it on his table and quickly slipped out of his room.
He Songbai got up after enough sleep, and immediately saw the porridge on the table.
After washing up, he ate the porridge in silence. After calculating the money left in his hand and adding the money saved by grandma, he couldn't even reach one-tenth of it.
He Songbai went to Grandma's house and asked unprecedentedly, "Do we still have gold to dig at home?"
Grandma sat up slowly, her broken gong voice as if it had been ground with sandpaper, hoarse and old.
"No!"
"Are you short of money?"
the old man asked.
He Songbai nodded.
"I want to save some money to make a living."
Grandma sighed, "There is no more gold, but there are quite a few broken stones."
"What jade, agate, inkstone..."
He Songbai heard this and completely dispelled this expectation in his heart.
He said, "Grandma, how much money is left here, give me some."
Grandma heard what grandson said, and asked him to take out the spittoon. Except for some of the money left for household use, the rest of the money was given to grandson.
She said: "You take this IOU to collect debts. If the person is still alive, if he can get it back, he will have money. If he can't get it back, he will have no money. In this way, we are not without money... "
She took out her husband's belongings together with the IOU. After so many years of erosion, the white paper was too brittle, yellow and rotten.
He Songbai's silent eyes flashed a ray of light. He carefully put the IOU in a box and put it in his pocket.
"I'm going to collect debts, thank you grandma. If I make enough money, I'll go get my wife and give you a big fat boy."
A chrysanthemum bloomed with a smile on Grandma's face full of ravines.
There was longing in her eyes, and she angrily resented her grandson: "Don't be sloppy, go and earn your money."
The IOU He Songbai got was from other provinces. After thinking for a while, he resolutely packed his luggage, rolled up his clean clothes, and was ready to go.
Zhao Lanxiang originally wanted to go to the black market with him on the weekend to get some money, but was caught off guard by the news that he was going to travel far.
"How many days are you going?"
He Songbai shook his head, "I don't know, but I will be back as soon as possible."
As soon as Zhao Lanxiang heard it, she felt that he was going to go out for several days, and it was too late to prepare some food for him on the road. She asked again, "Where are we going, not far?"
He Songbai said, "City S, an old friend that grandma knew before... I'm going to visit."
What old friend, have to visit at this time? Zhao Lanxiang's thin brows twitched.
Considering that he had just lost his job at the pig slaughtering farm a few days ago, she quickly asked, "Are you going to borrow money?"
He Songbai shook his head, "It's just to visit old friends, don't worry."
He was reluctant to disclose the fact of debt collection to his partner. He mentioned that debt collection must involve buying piglets, and it would be better for her to know less about the risky business of building a new pig farm.
But then again, the object is so sticky, I'm afraid this matter won't be hidden for long.
Zhao Lanxiang said quickly: "I want to go too, take me with you."
"I bought a watch by the way, and a face cream."
She took the lead: "You do your thing, I won't interfere with you. I'll buy mine."
He Songbai looked at the subject's clear eyes, which contained incomparably firm eyes, his head was aching faintly, what else could he do except bring her.
Against his will, he said, "Go and open two letters of introduction. We agreed in advance that this time we have to open two rooms."
Zhao Lanxiang responded happily. She walked to the cowshed with He Songbai, and explained to Gu Gong that they were going to S City.
Gu Gong's "title" has been restored. As an engineer, he can open a letter of introduction for purchasing materials to He Songbai and the two, and by the way, he added a sentence to fix the hotel where he stayed.
Gu Huaijin was reluctant to let Zhao Lanxiang go out, for the sake of his daily welfare meal.
He reluctantly said to Zhao Lanxiang, "You have to come back early."
"It's only been a few days since I came back, and I want to run outside, the girl's heart is wild!"
Zhao Lanxiang put the letter of introduction into the bag with a smile, and paused: "By the way, I'll bring you some delicious specialties over there."
Gu Gong was silent for a while.
He Songbai patted the subject's shoulder and said, "Let's go."
He pushed the bicycle, let Zhao Lanxiang ride it, and slowly walked out of the group with the package and walked to the mountain road. Then the two talents converged, and together they rode a bicycle and walked the mountain road and ran to the county.
Zhao Lanxiang grabbed the corner of He Songbai's clothes and sang happily.
"Brother Bai, you must have never been to City S, right?"
The author has something to say: *
small theater:
Brother Bo, who was holding the IOU, gave Grandma a complicated look.
Pingshengjun: Go collect debts, boy!
Brother Bai: I heard that the male protagonists in other places have inherited a huge amount of family property. It's my turn, and the tens of millions of family properties have turned into a few IOUs
Brother Bo: "..."
Share a little cute comment, very interesting, I want to laugh when I see it:
The male protagonist of someone else's family: So handsome and rich, I want to swipe his card!
The male protagonist of his life: he is so poor that only his face is left, and he wants to crowdfund for him to marry the female protagonist, so that he can give birth to buns as soon as possible
There's a second watch tonight, but it's late, the little cutie who can't wait goes to bed first, kneeling with her hands folded and begging.
There are no three shifts, so the message in the next chapter will send 300 red envelopes (300 red envelopes will be sent if the promise is broken in the future)
The three shifts will continue to be supplemented, and there will be double shifts tomorrow.
Forgive your little cutie me TxT
ps: cheer for the warriors who returned from the college entrance examination victory, and celebrate with flowers and flowers