Qin Mutong reacted after a little thought, and said with a smile: "Last night, when the Zheng family left, didn't they take away a grain stick from our family? In my opinion, this pile of bud grain sticks may be the Zheng family's back to apologize!"

The old lady was dumbfounded: "Take me a bud grain stick, and the Zheng family will come with a basket...... Zheng Hongxing's brain is in water?"

Qin Mutong sneered: "Milk, how can you be like you, take advantage of others and speak ill of others!"

The old lady was speechless: "What I said was the truth! If Zheng Hongxing hadn't had his brain in the water, how could he have accompanied our family with so many bud sticks?!"

In normal times, Zheng Hongxing certainly couldn't suffer such a big loss. However, who told him to call Zheng Fangyi back last night?

With Zheng Fangyi here, Qin Mutong believes that it is possible for him to get all the bud grain sticks of the Zheng family, let alone a basket of bud grain sticks!

"Milk, let's leave it alone. Qin Mutong persuaded, "Since the Zheng family has sent these bud grain sticks, then we will accept them! But we are about to move away, and we can't take these bud grain sticks with us, what should we do?"

The old lady thought for a while and said, "Then send it to Zhao Laosan and their family." Their family has raised more than a dozen pigs this year, and their own food is not enough, so they have bought a lot from the villagers. When I was packing up my things, I sold the surplus food to their family. The price given by their family is quite fair, and we don't have to carry it to the grain station ourselves, which is much easier than before. ”

The grain station is in the town, and when the harvest comes, the grain station will sometimes drive to the countryside to collect grain, and everyone will generally sell the prepared grain to the grain station at this time. But if you miss the car sent by the grain station, if you want to sell grain, you can only carry the grain to the town by yourself.

Many times, in order to save that little fare, everyone would rather carry hundreds of catties of grain on their backs again and again, walk more than ten kilometers to the grain station to sell grain.

If the grain can be sold in the village, and it is not sold at a low price, then everyone will naturally be happy.

As for the original pig farm in the village, the people already had a fixed purchase channel, and the pigs were fed more feed and cheap pigweed, so naturally they did not need to collect these scattered grains.

While helping the old lady reload the bud grain sticks into the basket, Qin Mutong asked curiously: "Why did Uncle Jianhua's family start raising pigs? Isn't he driving a tractor?"

"It's because he's making money driving a tractor that people want to make more money!" explained the old lady, "and now everyone is getting better and better, and they are buying more pork to eat than before." If the Zhao family raises pigs well, they will be able to make a lot of money in the future. ”

That's right.

Although everyone's life is still a little difficult now, compared with previous years, it is indeed much better.

And Qin Mutong also knows that everyone's life will get better and better in the future.

"Then Uncle Jianhua is going to open a pig farm?" Qin Mutong said with a smile, "There is already a pig farm in our village, if we want to open another one, will there be a conflict between the two families?"

Don't underestimate this.

There is an old saying that robbing people and doing business is like killing their parents. Sometimes, not to mention business, just for a mouthful of food and a handful of dry firewood, that can also cause a big war.

"I can't say for sure. The old lady said with some hesitation, "But Zhao Laosan's family only started to raise so many pigs this year, and it is still far from leaving the pig farm, right? Besides, it is the first time that his family has made so many pigs at home, and it is not known whether they can all be fed, and what will happen in the future is even more uncertain." Two months ago, two of his pigs died, Zhao Laosan had a black face for several days, and the people in the village walked around the road when they saw her, for fear that they would accidentally step on the cannon and be pulled by Zhao Laosan to lose his temper. ”

That's just as well.

Raising pigs is not an easy task either.

Especially if you raise a lot, you should be more cautious. Sometimes serving the little piglet is no different from serving the ancestors.

There's a need for technology here, too.

Whether the Zhao family can open a pig farm in the future is still unknown. It is estimated that the Zhao family itself has not thought of such a distant thing yet.

"It's not easy to make money. Qin Mutong sighed.

"You've only been making money for a long time, and you're starting to worry about these things. The old lady smiled and said, "Tongtong, you are still young, and the most important thing for you now is to study hard." As for making money, you don't have to worry about it. Although the milk is not very capable, it is still no problem for you to finish college. You now have the ability to earn some money and relieve some of the burden on your family, which is your heart, and Grandma also thinks it is good for you to exercise. But it's okay to do this money-making thing once in a while, you must not put too much thought into these things, you know?"

The old lady was worried that Qin Mutong was contributing to the magazine during this time, and she was tutoring others, earning some money, tasting the sweetness of making money, and she would change her temperament and focus on making money, which delayed her studies.

Qin Mutong smiled: "Milk, don't worry, I know." ”

"Grandma knows that you have always been sensible, and no one needs to worry about it. The old lady touched Qin Mutong's head, "The milk is just a reminder in vain." ”

Qin Mutong smiled sweetly at the old lady.

As soon as the two of them loaded the bud grain sticks, Zheng Fangyi came.

"It's Fang Yi!" the old lady greeted Zheng Fangyi with a smile, "You came just in time." I have a basket of bud grain sticks here, you can help me carry it to Zhao Laosan and sell it!"

This is really calling Zheng Fangyi as his own family.

"Okay Grandma Han!" Zheng Fangyi, who was called, was very happy in his heart, he agreed, and shouted at Qin Mutong, "Tong Tong, you can go with me!"

Qin Mutong walked over unhappily: "Let you sell baskets of bud grain sticks, what do you want me to do with you?"

"You can take two steps with me!" Zheng Fangyi said with good words.

The old lady pretended not to see anything, and walked slowly towards the house.

Qin Mutong and Zheng Fangyi played a few tricks, but they still went with him in the end.

Walking on the road, Qin Mutong looked at the big basket full of Zheng Fangyi's back, and asked with some worry: "Can you do it?"

Obviously, when Zheng Jianxin carried these bud grain sticks over, Qin Mutong didn't feel anything. In the village, not to mention men, even women, there are also people who often carry such heavy things from the fields to their homes.

But such a heavy thing fell on Zheng Fangyi's back, and Qin Mutong suddenly felt a little too heavy to stand it.