The shrill sound of the machine broke the silence in the mountains.

Truckloads of small-caliber timber were dragged into the original Yinzitan and Youyuan Primary Schools. After the processing of the machine, the tails of the trees that used to be burned as firewood and the small-diameter timber that was difficult to grow were turned into truckloads of fine wooden strips, which were transported to the blockboard trucks in the county town in exchange for a pile of cash.

Li Chuanlin, who is a big spender like Li Jiaming and already worth a million dollars, is very happy, the money is earned by the cub himself, and it is used on the right path, what is there to be unhappy about? The cub is sensible and has a conscience, this is a good thing, and he has earned face for himself, and it is too late to be happy.

The uncles also felt that the nephew had done the right thing, and the donation of Yinzitan was repaid, and Youyuan's had to be returned, which was the courtesy of relatives.

Not to mention the cutting targets and relief grains of the forest in the past, Murakami has never deducted it, nor does he talk about Jiaming's four years of lunch in Grandma's house before, just talk about the help and help of Yinzitan's relatives when his younger siblings passed away, and it is impossible to repay them too much.

If you throw a bone and feed it to a dog, you will wag your tail, let alone a human? In the world, if you have kindness, you have to repay it. The nephew of the You family donated money to the You family to repair the bridge, this is the grace of the Baoyou clan!

The movement of Yinzitan and Youyuan alarmed other housing estates, and everyone was a neighbor, so they would naturally come to the door and ask for one or two. Everyone is a villager in the township, and people ask for it/door, but they can't be people's feelings, right?

The blockboard produced in the factory is of good quality and has lower freight than that produced by the Northeasterners, and it was soon sold in Dongguan and Zhejiang provinces, and the newly merged factories were in short supply at full capacity. Li Chuanlin has also outsourced tedious and unskilled work, freeing up workers and equipment to do more technically demanding work. Since this is the case, let my son expand the two nominal branches in Yinzitan and Youyuan, and recruit relatives and friends who want to do this.

If you don't have a job, you can't get rich, and don't look at those peasants who only do the lowest jobs, but they can earn five or six hundred yuan a month, and they can't stand the crowd. Within two months, the two villages of Yinzitan and Youyuan flourished and became small market towns in the mountains.

There are two branch factories in the mountains that specialize in providing raw materials, which greatly improves the production efficiency of the blockboard factory, and the trucks coming and going also make it convenient for Li Jiaming to return to Chongxiang.

Every weekend, he would go back to Chongxiang with the loaded car to see his grandfather and grandmother. Every Friday afternoon, Grandma sits in the sun-dried grain or looks at the road from the eaves, looking forward to her nephew coming in in a big truck loaded with goods. A few times the maternal uncle who came back with the car joked that the biological cub is not as good as the niece dog, and the biological great-grandchildren will be inferior to the nephew and grandson in the future.

Li Jiaming's grandmother's eldest sister, Grandma Momoxiang, lives next door to her grandmother, and every time she hears her maternal uncle say this, she secretly sighs and wipes her tears. Her grandson sued him for being too angry, and his nephew was obviously so good to him, and he was still messing around in the house, and when he ate at the Lantern Festival last year, the angry temple man slapped him twice. Chengyue only has such a baby cub who is reluctant to fight, and she is so angry that she wants to fight the temple, if it weren't for Uncle Xueli and them to stop her, I don't know what would have happened.

The adults got angry, and the temple and a few of them immediately told the truth, and only then did the house know that Jia Ming arranged to tell him that this uncompetitive brute went to be a soldier and do a formal job, but he didn't go; he saved his private money to play with money, and he owed thousands of yuan outside, but Jia Ming helped him wipe his buttocks; last year, he sold bamboo shoots, and Jia Ming didn't make a penny from him, and he didn't even calculate the shipping cost with him!

These face-losing things, don't talk about Chengyue being so angry that she vomited blood, even her old face was red. If it weren't for the fact that Xueyin only had this seedling under his name, Mo Xiancheng wanted to kill this brute, and he would not recognize such an uncompetitive grandson!

This time, Jiaming borrowed so many machines to Murakami, and wanted to take everyone to make money, how could Chengyue have the face to do things? If it weren't for Chengwan to invite him again, Jiaming would have said that he had borrowed the coffin to Yuemei at the beginning, and Chengyue's bull would definitely not go. Earn five or six hundred yuan a month, if you used to make light money in the house, a fifty-year-old person who learns silver will go to the row, will it be so early?

Thinking of her husband who was gone at the age of fifty, Grandma Momoxiang in the year of the sixtieth year secretly wept, if Xueyin knew that she was not angry, she would be unhappy when she slept on the back mountain.

"Grandma!"

"Ming Yan, Wenwen, Manmei"

The voice outside interrupted Momoka's sadness, and she hurriedly wiped away her tears and went up the mountain from the back door. In the past two years, life has been better, and when Jia Ming comes to Grandma's house, he often comes to see himself. That man has a conscience, and he can't live with him so much, and he used to be happy with his things, but now he is ashamed!

Li Jiaming, who was outside, carried a backpack of food and helped his grandmother into the house, and when he saw that his grandfather was not in the house, his maternal uncle who came back hurriedly changed his clothes and pants and went up the mountain to help. Grandpa is a person who can't be idle, his maternal uncle is doing business outside, he can earn thousands of yuan a month, he still farms, grows vegetables, and goes up the mountain to do tending, and he doesn't listen to persuasion a few times, but he can only let him do it and be happy.

"The old man is a man who works hard and has no luck!"

Li Jiaming, who was drinking cold tea, turned his face and snickered, this is a typical standing and talking without back pain. People who are used to being used to it want him to be idle, is it possible? Grandma has inconvenient legs and feet, and she still raises more than a dozen or twenty chickens and ducks.

After drinking tea, Li Jiaming took out a plastic bag of food, milk powder and the like from his denim bag, and called out to the little sister and full sister who were still greasy on the grandmother, and prepared to go to the Taoxiang grandmother's house next door.

The aunt who was choosing a water spinach hurriedly stopped him and whispered, "Mingya, don't go." ”

"What's wrong?"

The aunt sighed and whispered to him about the Lantern Festival.

"Mom called Aunt Momoka to come over to watch TV, she was embarrassed to come, didn't you go to make her blush?"

Something that doesn't fight!

Li Jiaming scolded secretly, and his aunt whispered again: "You don't care about these things, I'll help you give it to her at night." Hey, Aunt Momoka is strong all her life, but I didn't expect to be so uncompetitive. He used to say that you weren't, and we thought it wasn't, but we didn't expect it to be like this. ”

Li Jiaming's unfinished words made Li Jiaming quite annoyed, and many people like to talk about benevolence and righteousness, as if they should help him, and if they don't help, they don't pay attention to righteousness and righteousness. Momoka Grandma is a strong person, her mouth is not forgiving, she must usually gossip, although Grandpa and Grandma are silent, they must have suffered a lot of idleness.

"Ming Yan, don't be angry, you have to remember the good of others, Mo always remembers the bad of others, do you know?"

Grandma's words are holy decrees, and Li Jiaming, who was secretly angry, hurriedly put the things in his hand on the table, and said with a smile: "I know, Grandma Taoxiang is kind to me, how dare I be angry with her?"

"It's good to know, you are a capable man, don't be like a man who is not angry. ”

This is still the grandmother who protects her shortcomings, Li Jiaming can't help but suspect that he looks down on the character of cowardice, which may have been inherited from the grandmother.

Seeing that the time was not early, Li Jiaming also hurriedly took out a bag of money from his denim bag and went to the factory. Now there are more and more businesses in the blockboard factory, and the supply of wood strips is a little too much to rely on the 20 sets of sawing machines in these two small factories. I have to hurry up and discuss with Xueli Gong, build a few more sheds next to the primary school, and buy a few more equipment.

How much money can be earned by dozens of young families working outside the village? It is better to open a small factory in the local area, so that they can earn money and take care of the house.