Jiang Xiaobai said modestly: "Second uncle, this is all the old yellow calendar, what are you mentioning it for!" ”

With the development of Jiangjia Group, he really rarely cares about out-of-season vegetables now.

I don't understand why the second uncle specifically mentioned it.

Lin Daodao said: "I can't help but mention it, this is called draught and don't forget to dig wells, and don't forget Jiang Xiaobai when eating vegetables." ”

Jiang Xiaobai was a little embarrassed.

The old man listened to Lin Daodao's words, and also said with a smile: "Daguo, you are right, my food has been much better this year, and the out-of-season vegetables are really good." ”

Lin Daodao: "Since Jiangwan began to develop greenhouse vegetables last year, more than a year has passed, and Qingzhou has become the country's largest out-of-season vegetable supply base.

Later, several cities in Central China Province also vigorously developed greenhouse vegetables, and now Central China Province has also become the largest province in the sales of out-of-season vegetables. ”

said, sighed: "In the past year, the out-of-season vegetables have improved the economy of Central China Province by a big step, and also increased the income of farmers who grow out-of-season vegetables, and the living standards of farmers have improved a lot this year." ”

Speaking of the improvement of the living standards of the peasants, the old man seemed very happy and asked with interest: "How much has the income of the peasants who grow out-of-season vegetables increased this year?" ”

Lin Daodao said: "The per capita has increased by about seven or eight hundred yuan!" ”

The old man was stunned for a moment and exclaimed, "Seven hundred yuan, so much!" ”

According to a sample survey of income and expenditure of 31,435 peasant households in 600 counties in 28 provinces, autonomous regions, and municipalities directly under the Central Government, the average per capita net income in 1984 was 355.3 yuan.

This is more than twice the per capita income of peasants in the whole country, and the annual income of several members of a family can be as small as a few thousand.

It's better than being a worker!

Lin Daodao said: "Yes, I didn't expect there to be so many. ”

The old man said with relief: "Very good, in this way, if it is maintained for a few years, the farmers who grow out-of-season vegetables can get rid of poverty and become rich." ”

After speaking, he sighed again: "However, after all, the land must be mainly planted with grain, and this economic model can only make a small number of peasants rich, and there is still a long process for the broader peasants to get rich." ”

Glancing at Lin Daodao, he said earnestly: "Second brother, you can't be proud because you have made a little achievement, you have to think of more ways to lead the farmers to get rich, and only then will you benefit the party for the first term of office." ”

Lin Daodao said: "Dad, I know. ”

The old man nodded with satisfaction, he was still very satisfied with this second son.

Not to mention the eldest son, of course.

Well, only his youngest son, Lin Dawei, is still just a small county magistrate, and he asked: "What is the income of the farmers in Xiaowei County?" ”

Lin Daodao put down the bowl and said with a smile: "Dad, when it comes to the income of farmers in Xiaowei County, I have to tell you well." ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, twisted his eyebrows and said, "What's wrong?" ”

He thought something was wrong!

Lin Daodao said: "Dad, do you know where the highest income of farmers in Central China Province is this year? ”

The old man said: "That's mostly Qingzhou, Qingzhou is the first to develop out-of-season vegetables, and the farmers in Qingzhou must have the most income this year." ”

Lin Daodao smiled and said: "It's Qingzhou, yes, but do you know which county in Qingzhou it is?" ”

The old man seemed to understand something, and said in surprise: "Second brother, you shouldn't say it's Jianyang, right?" ”

"Haha......"

Lin Daodao laughed: "Dad, that's right, it's Jianyang." ”

The old man was a little unconvinced, he knew the situation in Jianyang, there were few mountains and fields, even if he developed out-of-season vegetables, he would not have an advantage over the Jianghan Plain.

If he didn't believe in the character of his second son, he would have suspected that this kid deliberately said something nice to please himself.

"What the hell is going on?"

The old man ran out of patience and asked in a deep voice.

Lin Daodao saw that the old man was in a hurry, and he didn't dare to grind anymore, and said: "There is a Daqing Village in Jianyang, do you remember?" ”

"Daqing Village?" The old man fell into the memory, shook his head after a long time, and sighed: "It's been too long, I can't remember where it is!" ”

Also, the old man has left Jianyang for more than 60 years, where do you remember that there is a Daqing Village?

Lin Daodao: "Daqing Village is more than 20 kilometers away from Jianyang County, there is a Qingyun Mountain, there was a mountain fire in 83 years, burning thousands of acres of mountain forests. ”

The old man immediately said with concern: "Have there been any casualties?" Is the economic loss big? ”

Lin Daodao said: "Dad, don't worry, there are no casualties, and there will definitely be economic losses." ”

The old man breathed a sigh of relief and muttered: "It's good that there are no casualties, if there are economic losses, there will always be further development, and if people die, there will be nothing." ”

Lin Daodao said: "Yes, after Qingyun Mountain was burned, Daqing Village became the poorest village in Jianyang County, and people didn't even have firewood for cooking. ”

The old man was born as a farmer, so he naturally knew the importance of firewood to the peasants, and asked nervously: "How did Xiaowei deal with it?" Haven't the villagers of Daqing Village survived this year? ”

Lin Daodao laughed.

The old man couldn't help but get angry, glared at him angrily and said, "You can still laugh!" ”

Lin Daodao: "Dad, look at you, the villagers of Daqing Village have not only survived the difficulties, but also the place with the highest income of farmers' families this year is Daqing Village!" ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, his eyes stared at Lin Daodao, and said, "Second brother, you ...... You're not kidding me, are you? ”

Lin Daodao smiled: "Dad, how can I joke with you? What I'm saying is true. ”

The old man was still skeptical, and asked in a deep voice: "You said that Daqing Village has the highest per capita income, but how much is it?" ”

"Four or five thousand dollars!"

Lin Daodao said solemnly.

These words were like a thunderclap on the ground, and the old man stood up all of a sudden, and said in a trembling voice: "How much? How much do you say? ”

Lin Daodao said again: "The per capita income of the villagers in Daqing Village this year is at least four or five thousand yuan! ”

"How is this possible!"

The old man exclaimed.

Even when the bomb exploded next to him, he didn't feel so shocked.

If the people in a village have a per capita income of four or five thousand yuan, and there are at least several people in a family, isn't it that every household in a village is 10,000 yuan?

It's unbelievable!

Lin Daodao said: "Dad, although it is unbelievable, what I am saying is the truth, the per capita income of Daqing Village is not only the first in Central China Province, but also second to none in all the rural areas in the country." ”

"There is no village in the country like Daqing Village, where every household is 10,000 yuan."

Suddenly, he stopped and immediately said, "Oh, no, Jiangwan is also a family of 10,000 yuan." ”

The old man naturally knew that Jiangwan was Jiang Xiaobai's hometown.

He really couldn't believe that in one Qingzhou, there were two "10,000 yuan households" at the same time!

"What the hell is going on?"

"Tell me about it!"

The old man said excitedly.

Lin Daodao thought for a while, pointed at Jiang Xiaobai and said, "Dad, if you want to know what's going on, you have to ask Xiaobai!" ”

The old man Huo Ran turned his head and looked at Jiang Xiaobai.