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Sanxin Village and several surrounding villages have hundreds of families, and every family has to eat and have rice for cooking.

Everyone has always gone to the processing plant in the town to shed their husks, so why can't they open their own processing factory?

It's like a kiosk for more than a year, and those people in the neighborhood must be close to where they are.

"Old man, the New Year's painting is good, let's open a processing factory, not only to make money, but also to facilitate the villagers."

Ye Zimei also agreed with this proposal of the New Year's painting.

In fact, there is another reason why Ye Zimei didn't say it, because she didn't get the paddy field without herself, and the things in the village brigade are getting less and less, and Liang Shangkun is about to have problems.

Ye Zimei's persuasion also made Liang Shangkun make up his mind.

When he went to shell in the afternoon, Liang Shangkun also learned that the funds needed to set up a processing plant were about four or five hundred yuan, mainly for machines and tools.

This question made Liang Shangkun instantly stop thinking about it, although he still had some savings at home, he couldn't take out four or five hundred yuan casually.

As soon as Liang Shangkun came back, Ye Zimei chased after him and asked, "Have you figured it out?" How much does it cost? ”

Liang Shangkun said while moving rice: "Those machines are said to cost four or five hundred yuan!" ”

Ye Zimei was also taken aback: "Want so much? ”

But then she was relieved.

Last time, the New Year's painting sold tea for 8,000 yuan, but she saw it with her own eyes.

Even if there is no tea money from the New Year's paintings, there is still Liang Yin, and she knows how much money Liang Yin makes selling clothes.

"Forget it, how can we have four or five hundred yuan in our family? The processing plant is still closed. ”

Moved the rice one by one and poured it into the rice bowl, Liang Shangkun sighed and said with some regret.

Ye Zimei was anxious all of a sudden: "Don't, why don't you open it?" No, look for New Year's paintings or Liang Yin to get some money! ”

Ye Zimei felt that there was no problem with Liang Yin and the New Year's painting to get some money, anyway, they were all a family, who knew that Liang Shangkun immediately scolded: "Are you embarrassed to ask your daughter-in-law for money?" There is also Liang Yin, she got married, she is from the Nian family, we are looking for her to get money, what does the Nian family think? Don't mention this again, there should be no such thing! ”

Liang Shangkun, as his father and father-in-law, was really embarrassed to take money from Liang Yin and New Year's paintings.

Seeing Liang Shangkun go back to the house, Ye Zimei shook her head helplessly.

However, she did not give up, and she also knew that Liang Shangkun had a good face.

She then went to Liang Yin's side, and the New Year's painting was also there at this time.

"Mom, I'll pay for it! Why is Dad so brainless? ”

As soon as Liang Yin heard Ye Zimei finish speaking, he immediately went to get the money.

The New Year's painting grabbed her: "Sister, this money must be from me." It's not that our family has no money, how can we let you get married and pay for it? Besides, if you want to save more than savings, I must have more than you, and the money from selling tea was originally from the family, and this tea is still from the family's mountain. ”

The joke of the New Year's painting made Ye Zimei and Liang Yin laugh, and Liang Yin didn't insist, she had long regarded the New Year's painting as a family, regardless of each other.

Besides, now the New Year's painting is really richer than her.

"This tea money has nothing to do with me and your father, you have all paid for it." Ye Zimei is reasonable, if there is no New Year's painting of this tea money, it will not be their turn to earn, even if it grows on the mountain, according to their own and Lao Liang's temperament, they must have to turn over the mountains again.

The New Year's painting took a thousand yuan and handed it to Ye Zimei, and at the same time brought paper and pens.

"Mom, you write an IOU."

Liang Yin immediately cast a strange gaze, making the New Year's painting look like Yang Bailao.

The New Year's painting suddenly cried and explained with a smile: "Mom just gave the money to Dad, and Dad definitely won't ask for it." If there is this IOU, Dad should agree to accept the money, which is a formality, but we have to worry about Dad's mood! ”

Ye Zimei immediately gave a thumbs up: "Liang Yin, you are still your father's daughter, and I don't even know what your father's personality is." Okay, I'll write an IOU, and with this IOU, your dad can accept the money with peace of mind. ”