Chapter Seventy-Four: Family Matters I and II (I)

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The days flew by, and the weather was getting hotter day by day. The latest update comes #;#;#;#; Net/

Li Jiaming's uncle not only rented three rooms at the food station as a warehouse, but also contracted the oil and rice business of the decoration shop, the engineering team, and the printing shop. With the help of his second uncle, he contracted the business of two engineering teams, and easily sold more than 10,000 catties of rice and hundreds of catties of oil a month.

Li Jiaming didn't know how much money he made, anyway, in addition to buying a big color TV, his uncle also bought a small color TV for his grandmother and put it in her room to watch, saving her from being bitten by mosquitoes in the hall when it was hot.

"Uncle Mother, Sister Honghong is engaged?"

The uncle who came to deliver the rice to discuss the matter by the way carried the last bag of rice upstairs, patted the white ash on his body and said: "Not yet, she is nineteen this year, and the military is also twenty!"

Li Jiaming, who was lying on the table of the Eight Immortals and painting eggs with his little sister, joked: "Uncle Mother, Sister Honghong is a county cadre, and Brother Junyan is a working boy." ”

The happy uncle slapped the back of his nephew's head, thanked Aunt Cha Ju for the tea, and sighed: "Actually, this is the best, Honghong has a stable job, and the military can make money outside." After two years, when the red unit is divided, I will live in peace in the future. ”

It is indeed a good thing, the county party committee office is going to build a new house, Sister Honghong is honest and has the help of Teacher Liu, and she has done a very good job at work, which is very valued by the secretary, deputy secretary and director, and should be able to catch up with the tail of welfare housing. The dormitory was built in the yamen, and the quality and location were not to be said, and it was as cheap as giving it away for free.

The little girl who had just finished drawing an egg threw down her pencil and climbed on her uncle to show off her sketch with a three-point image, "Uncle Mother, is it not an elephant?"

"Well, it's more than last time, it's progress!"

"How is my yes (Dad)?"

"Okay, it's just too busy, he told his uncle yesterday that he will come back to see you when he finishes the list in his hand. ”

"Then that, let him come back in Brother Hao's car. Brother, is Brother Hao coming to our house next week to play?"

"Hmm"

Li Jiaming's father is really too busy, the business of the furniture store is good, the business of the furniture factory is also good, and he can't help his boss make furniture components, and he has to send a large truckload of goods every week, and the production scale has more than doubled in just two months. It seems that by the end of the year, a small factory with more than a dozen people can expand to 180 people. Skilled workers are passed on to the gang, one to two, two to four, as long as the demand there is large enough, maybe it can develop into a large factory with hundreds of people.

Now the fourth uncle and the military man have long ceased to work in the decoration shop and the printing shop, and the transportation business of the decoration shop and the furniture factory alone is enough for them to be busy, and they are preparing to take out a loan to buy a big car by themselves, saving themselves from renting other people's cars to pay rent.

'Knock knock knock', after a burst of footsteps downstairs, Man Mei and Jin Mei ran downstairs waving a small book.

"Mother's uncle!"

The upstairs sanitation has finally been cleaned, and now Sister Gui and her sister don't grab money from them. However, my sister is still amazing, and she can make money by painting!

The full sister who got the autograph chewed the cream cake that her uncle had just brought in her mouth, and said with a smile in her eyes: "Fifth brother, can you add money? The price of the fruit dan peel in the store has increased, one dime in the past, and now two cents." ”

The current price is indeed rising a little fast, Li Jiaming happily signed three words and promised: "Okay, starting tomorrow, I will double the price for you." ”

"Long live the fifth brother!"

"Long live my brother!"

The cheers of the three little guys made Zhang Xiangfeng, who was peeling apples, laugh, five cents turned into a dime, are you so happy? Just the cream cake in their mouths, a piece is more than a dime!

"Okay, okay, eat the apples, half of them for everyone!"

"Mom (auntie), shall I wait for dinner?"

Zhang Xiangfeng, who already had a big belly, divided the peeled apple in his hand into two, handed it to Manmei and Xiaomei, and then pointed to the half-cut apple on the table, and ordered: "No, you can't eat cake anymore after eating apples, and you Manmei, what are you fat about, and you still eat so many sweet things." ”

Well, Manmei really can't eat anymore, she used to be chubby and cute, but now she eats it like a big ball. If it goes on like this, even if he smokes strips in the future, he will be a big fat girl, but if he wants this greedy guy not to be greedy, Li Jiaming is an expert.

"Sister Man, no matter how fat you are, you can't wear floral clothes. ”

"Oh", the beautiful girl looked at the tight flower skirt on her body, wrinkled her little face and tangled for a while, and finally stuffed half of the cake in her hand into her sister's mouth.

"Sister, you eat, you're not fat. ”

"Hmm", the little sister is not too supportive, and after eating the mouth in her hand, she can still eat half a big apple. She is a blessed person, no matter how she eats, she will not gain weight.

The uncle also finished eating half of the apple in his hand, and chatted with his future in-laws about the street, and Wang Congshu's brick house changed hands again and sold it to a Gaoqiao man, and I heard that it was sold for 80,000.

The second aunt, who was helping Zhang Xiangfeng weave small clothes, exclaimed, and sighed: "Duan Ling really has no luck, and it was only 43,000 last time, right?

That's right, Duan Yan bought it for 43,000, although it was also sold for 43,000, but he left a suite. It is estimated that Gao Bin doesn't want to make a mortal enemy, otherwise he won't be able to keep his hair. Be a man and leave a line, and see each other in the future, this truth is understood by the little gangsters, and even better understood by the big gangsters.

"It should be worth it, now the rice has risen to one piece, and it was only seven cents and two years ago. Duan Yan had no choice that time, he had to be fined for gathering a crowd to gamble, and he was urged to pay back the money outside. If he doesn't sell it, no one will be able to get out, so on such a cold day, if he closes it again, he can afford it?"

"Also, Xiaolan and Da Mao have no luck. If Brother Chuanmeng had agreed earlier, he would have scraped together some money to buy half of them, and he would have made more than 10,000 yuan from changing hands. Hey, Jiaming, their houses have risen so much, so how much can we be worth?"

The uncle who was drinking tea also came to talk, and now the house is also being built on Tonggu Street, and businessmen are buying storefronts, and the better ones have risen to hundreds of thousands of people who are scared to death.

"Tsk, I don't have that much money, if I have that much money, I can buy anything I want. Don't look at the current price, the money will only become more and more gross (worthless) in the future, and the store rent will become more and more expensive. ”

The second aunt, who had tasted the sweetness, also echoed, "That's it, when Ming Ling said that he wanted to build a house on the street, the more he did, the better, but the people and I were too timid to do it, and now it's too late to regret it." ”

Li Jiaming will not answer these topics easily, it is not so difficult to buy a storefront, as long as he is given tens of thousands of yuan, he can buy a large row of storefronts, but is that interesting?

Wealth is produced, not operated by capital.

My fathers were originally honest farmers, and they were able to get today's life through hard work and skill. This kind of money can be earned with peace of mind and used steadily. People, accustomed to making easy money and taking shortcuts, will lose the spirit of hardship and hard work.

Just like his father, if he was instructed to speculate in the storefront, the money would come easily, would he still calm down and set up his furniture factory? If the furniture factory does a good job, even if it cannot become a famous brand in the future, it will be able to solve many employment problems and add a lot of added value to the abundant and cheap local bamboo and wood resources.

If we look at it more utilitarianly, as long as my father's factory has a scale of two or three hundred people, and pays hundreds of thousands of taxes and fees to the treasury every year, the county federation of industry and commerce, the CPPCC, and even the people's congress will drag him into it, and he will become a member of the CPPCC, a deputy to the people's congress, a local celebrity, and a celebrity who is respected and protected by the government.

Such a life is valuable, because it creates wealth for the society, not just blindly asking for it from the society. In the future, when my father is old, he will be proud to recall the struggles of his youth.

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