The second white-handed monk was puzzled, "I didn't mess with this girl." ”

Teacher Ding asked in a low voice, "Have you noticed that she has been here for several days and has never taken the initiative to call you?" ”

White Hand thought for a moment and nodded, "Why?" ”

"Because, because I strictly require her to call you Uncle Xiaobai."

Uncle Xiaobai? The white hand knew that Teacher Ding was forcibly giving it to his elders, no wonder Ding Ding was unhappy.

"Sister, you won't ...... You're not going to tell her about us, our special relationship, are you? ”

"I'm stupid." Teacher Ding stretched out his hand and slapped his white hand.

The white hand pondered again, "Well, I need to clean up this girl." ”

After getting off work, he stopped Ding Ding with his white hand, "Ding Ding, my brother has something to do with you." ”

Ding Ding ignored it, pouted, and only cared about walking by himself.

The white hand didn't say much, grabbed Ding Ding with one hand, stopped her waist and hugged her and left.

Old Mrs. Xiao was taken aback, "Xiaobai, what are you going to do?" ”

Teacher Ding hurriedly pulled her mother away, "Mom, don't get involved, Xiaobai has something to do with Ding Ding." ”

Carrying Ding Ding to the front yard with his white hand and resting it on the bicycle, "Ding Ding, brother will take you for a ride." ”

Tintin didn't speak, didn't laugh or get angry.

"Tintin, brother has invented the most fun game, you must not have even heard of it."

"What's it called?" Tintin finally opened Chrysostom.

"It hasn't been named yet, just waiting for our honorable Ding Ding classmate to accept and name it."

"Open the way." On Tintin's little face, a little smile finally came out.

"Sit tight."

Pushing the bicycle with white hands, he trotted out of the yard, and then jumped on the bicycle and rode up.

The bicycle did not ride on the main road, but turned into a small dirt road one meter wide and went straight to the woods outside the village.

The small dirt road leads only to the edge of the woods, and in front of it is a ditch more than a meter wide, and after the ditch is the woods.

"Sit tight."

The white hand shouted, took the bicycle, and suddenly flew up with people and cars.

"Ahh Tintin screamed, closed his eyes, and hurriedly hugged the waist of the white hand with both hands.

With only two clicks, the bike flew over the ditch and into the woods.

"Brother Xiaobai, you are so powerful."

The white hand was even more frightened, and he rode his bicycle through the woods at a fast speed.

"Little white brother, let's fly."

"Isn't it fun?"

"It's fun."

"Are you still angry?"

"A little more."

"Stinky girl, the requirements are high."

"Giggle......

"Brother, make a big move and wipe out all your anger."

"What's the big move?"

"Hehe, don't close your eyes, you will regret it if you close your eyes."

The bike had reached the end of the woods, with a river bend in front of it, but it was moving faster.

Between the woods and the river bay, there is also an open field, a slope covered with leaves.

The bike landed on the slope and the brush slid down, faster and more violently.

"Ah......" Tintin screamed with his mouth open.

"Rush, ......," the white hand also shouted loudly.

The bicycle carried the two into the river......

Tintin threw himself in the river for more than an hour before he came out of the water, climbed ashore, and climbed to the side of the white hand and the bicycle.

"Tintin, aren't you angry?"

"I'm not angry, but the problem hasn't been solved yet."

"What's the problem?"

"My mom asked me to call you uncle, why is that?"

"I think that's what your mother thinks. Am I not the boss now, the boss has to be like the boss, I have to go up as much as possible, and this generation has to go up......"

"But, but I can't call you uncle."

"It's easy to do. Never mind your mother, you call yours. ”

"I still call you Little White Brother?"

"Definitely, it has to be."

"Giggle...... Comrade Xiaobai, what's the name of this game? ”

"Comrade Ding Ding, you have the final say."

"Call, call...... Tandem speed big surfing. ”

"Okay, let's call it tandem surfing."

"Little white brother, let's play again."

"Don't play, brother is tired."

"Brother, play again."

"If you don't play, you won't play, your brother and I will say the same."

With that, he got up with his white hands, pushed his bicycle and left.

Ding Ding giggled, caught up and jumped on the bike, "Brother, sister listen to you." ”

The white hand breathes a sigh of relief, and Ding Ding is happy, and there will be a lot of laughter and laughter in the house.

It's finally time to cut the early rice.

The Bai family is powerful and mighty.

There are five white-handed brothers and sisters, five members of the second uncle's family, four members of Lu Shuilong's family, three members of Teacher Ding's family, and Teacher Liu and Fang Yulan.

In terms of the number of people alone, nineteen people are already equivalent to the labor force of half of the production team.

But in terms of work, there are no more than ten, and those little boys are here to make trouble.

The speed of harvesting rice was quite fast, and it only took less than two days, and all of the Bai family's Fang family's Lu family were cut.

Now that I have money, I hire a tractor to harrow the field and hire people to irrigate, weed and fertilize, and I don't have to do chores myself.

Late rice is planted in two stages, one stage is one day, the first stage is planted with hybrid rice, and the latter stage is planted with japonica rice and glutinous rice.

In the past, the busy and intense summer harvest and summer planting were completed in ten days, including packing up the straw and going to the grain station to hand over the grain.

The field management in the back was all contracted to Uncle Tong Qi with his white hands.

It's a pity that he has a good farm work with his white hands, in his own words, one leg is washed, and he is only half a peasant.

The white hand also discovered a truth, money is more important than food, because money can buy many, many things.

Originally, I thought that summer was the off-season for making biscuits, but the white-handed biscuit factory hardly stopped except for a few days when the farm was busy.

There are more than a dozen adults and children, working in two shifts a day, and the machine has to run for 20 hours a day.

The output has increased exponentially, with more than 1,600 packs of biscuits made on a maximum day and an average of more than 1,200 packs per day.

The finished goods warehouse is not large, but no matter how fast the production speed is, the warehouse is never full.

This is all due to Li Weifeng, a major customer, whose daily demand for goods used to be only six or seven hundred packages, which has increased to eight or nine hundred packages halfway through, and is now stable at more than one thousand packages.

The big rivers are full, the small rivers are full of water, and the white-handed business is thriving, and everyone's income will naturally rise.

Take, for example, these two months of the summer vacation.

A total of more than 53,000 packets of biscuits were produced, and the net profit of each pack of biscuits was two dimes and seven cents, and more than 14,000 yuan were collected from nothing.

The income of the "employees" has also increased significantly.

In the family, the mother got 150 yuan, and the third brother, eldest sister and younger sister were around 80 yuan.

The second brother has the most white dollars, and he got a total of more than 260 yuan in salary and bonus.

Of course, including his mother, the family's income is on the books, and he is very strict with his family, except for pocket money, everything else is kept by him.

Bai Dang wanted to go out, and Bai Shou also fulfilled his promise and added watches to him and Lu Shuilong.

The clothes are also new, at least semi-new and old, and Bai Dang ran out at two ends in three days, representing the Bai family and the biscuit factory, and it can't be too cold.

As for paying other people's salaries, there is more attention and fame.