Chapter 11 The Reading Crisis Has Been Lifted (Ask for Collection, Ask for Recommendation)
The fifth uncle started with a few words of greeting, and did not go directly to the topic.
"Longevity daughter-in-law, I just saw that Mingliang was so tall when he came in, and he had to stand up almost one meter nine, so strong."
"No, Fifth Uncle Ancestor, I am 1.86 meters this year, less than 1.9 meters."
Chen Mingliang hurriedly got out of the pile of cards and stood in front of Fifth Uncle Chen, standing really tall.
"Sit and sit, grow up so fast, it's only been a few years, it's still a child, it's time to marry a daughter-in-law, it's good, it's an adult."
The fifth uncle sighed casually.
Zhang Chun lace belittled and modest:
"Where, fifth uncle, he is blind and so big, stupid and stupid, where to marry a daughter-in-law, if there is the heart of our second child, I won't worry."
"Yes, your family is really smart tomorrow, I heard that I am the first in every exam in school, I have only been studying for a year, and it is about to spread all over elementary school." A fellow duckman chimed in.
"It's awesome, it's awesome!" Another folk laughed.
"It's really good for people to study tomorrow, and they will definitely be able to go to middle school in the future, take the university entrance exam, and marry the eldest girl in the city, and our rural people will definitely not look down on it in the future." The others casually chimed in.
Whether it is true or false, as long as it is a compliment to the second child, Zhang Chunhua is still very happy to hear it.
A little irrepressible joy, after all, it's a boastful of his own child.
"Let's get down to business, I've been talking about it for a few days, and it's only settled today."
The fifth uncle took a puff of cigarette, and then flicked the ash into an ashtray that had been changed from a broken teacup.
"That's right, I have called you today because I have a very important matter to discuss with you."
"This year, a new quarantine station was set up in the town, and a slaughterhouse was set up in the yard behind the original supply and marketing cooperative, stipulating that the pigs in the future cannot be killed by the slaughterhouses themselves, and they must be killed in a unified manner.
"Quasi-bei? It's been a few years, and I haven't seen the right nod yet. "Some folks don't believe it, the rumor has been spreading for a long time, and it has not landed.
"Then if I don't take out the pork and sell it, I will kill the pig and share it with my neighbors." Zhang Chunhua answered.
"That's not right, they will come on a business trip, and they will have to pay for what they do in the future. You can only kill if you buy a quarantine ticket, otherwise you will be illegal, you will have to pay a fine, and if it is serious, your pig will be confiscated. ”
Whether it is Zhang Chunhua or the villagers, they are skeptical about this.
Fifth Uncle Chen then spoke again.
"This time the information is accurate, this time it is definitely accurate, this time it is the death order given by the new county magistrate, the supply and marketing cooperatives have all the pots and pots, and there are more than a dozen stoves, how many pigs can't be killed, it's not enough to kill." ’
"Those scattered pig killers are having a hard time." I don't know who picked up the sentence.
"The main thing is to govern what, do you know? The new county magistrate also said that we must pay attention to food safety and put an end to sick and dead pigs and water-injected pigs! ”
"Yes, yes, now pork is really inedible, a pound of meat can flow out of half a pound of water."
"It's not my family's New Year's pork hasn't been weighed yet, just waiting for Mingming's family to kill the pig and call the meat dumplings, and tomorrow I can't kill it, Mingliang it." A card pair answered.
"Kill, kill! , there will be a ceasefire until the twenty-seventh, and if you want meat, you can take it directly, and you can control all kinds of meat. ”
"There are also cooked food, the intestines and belly are filled, just filled, the pig's head meat is also marinated, cut a few plates of cold dishes, and the hospitality can have face, which is trouble-free and delicious."
"You can rest assured about the meat, you will never make water, we are all watching and killing, we are all an old Chen family, it is impossible to pit our own family."
"My family has never poured water when I kill pigs, but the meat is also 3 cents more expensive than the outside, you must know that the pigs are collected for the same money, if you don't make the water also sold for the same money, you can't make enough money." Zhang Chunhua complained.
"Even if it's 5 cents more expensive, you have to eat meat, who doesn't have to eat meat during the New Year, and who can miss this dumpling." Neighbors lamented.
"Alright, alright, don't go too far, I'll get down to business"
The fifth uncle turned the topic and continued.
"That's the case, isn't the slaughterhouse going to be established, and now it's recruiting a master to kill pigs, I think your home is bright, the craftsmanship is good, tall and strong, and the leader must like it when he sees it."
"Originally, all the manpower was set, but I asked for one more indicator with a dead face, don't go to school at the beginning of the year, just know the two words."
"How does the pig killing master calculate the money, count the money by the head or receive the salary on a monthly basis?"
"The monthly payment is also according to the number of heads, and the basic salary plus commission."
"How much is a month."
"The basic salary is 100, the commission is 5 yuan a pig, no matter how you can get more than 200, it's okay, what can the croppers do now."
It's not much, Chen Mingliang brings more than 200 a month to the family to kill pigs, and this is just to come back on the weekend to kill a pig.
But it's not too old or young, after all, it's a fixed income.
"Do you have to kill pigs every day?"
"That's not, it's planned, it's based on the number of kills, and it's a minimum of 5 days off a month.
To come to work, you have to register for the record, this is a regular worker, and you can eat the imperial grain. ”
Well, in this case, you can still kill pigs at home when you are free.
This can be, better than spending money in school, Zhang Chunhua is thinking in her heart.
Of course, you can't let things settle like that!
Otherwise, where is there room for oneself to turn around.
Chen Mingliang couldn't be silent any longer.
Chen Mingliang said the lines that had been brewing for a long time.
"Fifth Uncle Ancestor, if you say this, I have to kowtow to you for the New Year.
Thank you for doing us such a great favor, you really think about us in everything.
When my father didn't have me, I was young, and I didn't understand anything.
Over the years, the family has been able to live thanks to you and the villagers......"
Chen Mingliang said very emotionally.
"Alas, alas, it's all as it should be, we are all an old Chen family, we can't write two Chen characters in one stroke, and we are all six brothers handed down by an old grandfather."
The fifth uncle smiled very reservedly and was very satisfied, people are alive, what they want is the gratitude of the people in the village.
"Fifth Uncle Ancestor, what do you say, I really want to go to this slaughterhouse very much, but I also have some other ideas..."
"That's how I see it, you see that my uncle is still idle, how old is this, there is no object, and it is not a serious thing to play every day, he also learned to kill pigs with my grandfather."
"In the past few years, he has been fooling around outside, and he doesn't make money every year, so he has to go in sooner or later, I think this job should be given to him, let him settle down, and when will he say an aunt, it is more appropriate."
"I'm still young, I can't find a job after graduating from junior high school, I'm willing to contribute, I'm not afraid of hardship, my uncle's temperament is to have a serious job to stabilize. Otherwise, my family is already sad, and there are some things that are still remembered by my grandparents."
"Hmm..."
"That's right."
It does make sense.
"Okay, bright, you are really grown up, filial piety, your uncle is really sad, I just think about longevity, your family is difficult, this job is indeed more suitable for Changhai to do"
"What has Changhai been doing recently, saying that he went out to dry cold storage and came back" (Changhai is the name of the uncle.) )
When he came back, he was not angry at home, saying that he was afraid that the family still didn't build a house for him, a neighbor said.
"That middle (Chinese is the local dialect, the meaning of action), this job is indeed suitable for Changhai to do, you look at this child, and said that he has not grown up, this will not the hearts of adults."
The matter was settled, and the group chatted until midnight, and went home.
On the way home, Zhang Chunhua was still complaining, what are you talking about, let me think clearly.
"I'm thinking about this is a good thing, you gave it to your uncle, what should we do."
"Mother, you can't think like this, I can still kill pigs for my family at home, our villages, not every New Year's Festival, how much meat can we want, where can there be life in the slaughterhouse every day, at most those people who are in the formal class, can live so nourishingly.
This is the truth, the slaughterhouse in the previous life will not pay the basic salary for two months after the year, and all the money will be calculated according to the number of pigs killed.
"Now that our family has a bad relationship with our grandparents, we won't ease the relationship and give this job to my uncle, so they will be embarrassed to worry about the pile of stones used by our family to repair the foundation."
It turned out that when Chen Changshou was still alive, he planned to build a new house, and the foundation stones were bought, but the people were gone.
Without the backbone of the family, the house will naturally not be built.
Old Man Chen thought, this pile of stones, anyway, your family can't use it now, why don't you bring it to me to build a house for Xiao Er.
Zhang Chunhua naturally wouldn't agree, and several times she wanted to sell these stones, but was stopped by Old Man Chen.
said that these are all from our Chen family, and they will be my eldest grandson's in the future, what if you sell it and remarry.
The relationship between the two families began to be unpleasant.
Zhang Chunhua also stood firm and did not remarry.
However, they are still good to their grandson, they will give a copy of delicious food, Zhang Chunhua is not excessive, and they will send any good things to the old man, but they don't go and let their son run errands.
"Mother, give this job to my uncle this time, even if he has a formal job, they will definitely not be able to pull down their faces in the future and ask for our family's stones again, if the work in the slaughterhouse is not good, they can't complain about us."
Zhang Chunhua thought about it, and she was right.
"I'll have to tell you about this myself, I haven't been to your grandfather's house for several years."
"Not to mention, you're finally getting a little more eye-catching."
"Those stones were left by your father, and the good stones pulled from Liangshan cost thousands of yuan, whose money came for nothing."
Orphans and widows are not to be bullied.
Chen Mingliang can read again, and he is in a relaxed mood on the way home.
When I got home, I did dozens of push-ups, then I took a shower and boiled water in the pot.
Well, went to sleep.