Chapter 145: Eighty Qi Bag (145) Vast World

  "It's okay, I'm living in a good place now." Mo Hongying's amber pupils were crumpled in the sun, and he looked at Director Ma and said.

  "Wait for the opportunity, wait for the opportunity to solve the house problem for you first." Director Ma looked at her with a determined look in his eyes and reassured.

  "No, no need to solve it, I'm living pretty well now." Mo Hongying shook her head slightly.

  "Then you have to change the plumbing and turn on the heating." The director of the horse factory said crisply, "You can leave this matter to me!" As he walked, he said, "You're busy!" "Hurried away.

  Mo Hongying stretched out her hand and wanted to say anything, she couldn't see the figure, she ran too fast.

  Heating is better than honeycomb coal, so the briquettes will have to run out! Otherwise, it will be in the way, move the honeycomb coal outside, and cook it.

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  After getting off work at noon, Mo Hongying came home and saw Mo Jianshe walking around the door of her house with a cigarette in her mouth.

  "What are you doing here?" Mo Hongying looked at Mo Jianshe from a distance and asked.

  Mo Jianshe looked over when he heard the sound, and immediately threw the remaining half of the cigarette in his mouth on the ground, and stepped on it with his foot, and his toes were greasy.

  "I've got something to look for you." Mo Jianshe strode towards her.

  Mo Hongying stared at the cigarette butt not far away and frowned slightly.

  Mo Jianshe followed her gaze and looked back, "I'll pick it up and throw it away now." He walked over and picked it up, threw it into the garbage bin on the side of the road, and muttered, "I've never seen you like this before!" You still say that the smoke smells good! ”

  "Smoking is bad for your health, so you should smoke less." Mo Hongying's dark pupils looked at him and said.

  "I don't smoke at home, I don't smoke." Mo Jianshe stomped his feet and said, "It's cold outside, let's go into the house and talk." ”

  "Remember to wash your hands." Mo Hongying stared at his hand and said.

  "Got it, got it." Mo Jianshe nodded hurriedly, went to the bathroom, went to the toilet, and washed his hands by the way.

  Mo Jianshe knocked on the door before pushing the door in.

  "Sit! What are you looking for me for? Mo Hongying let go of the briquette stove, opened the chimney, and looked back at Mo Jianshe sitting on the bench.

  "It's a hassle to make a fire to keep warm, isn't it?" Mo Jianshe looked at his sister who was busy and said.

  "Now it's easy, the stove has only gone out twice so far." Mo Hongying put down the fire tongs, pulled the chair in front of the desk, sat down facing him, and said, "What's the matter with me?" ”

  "Red Silk, you have to help me." Hearing this, Mo Jianshe sat up straight and looked at her and said.

  "Let me help me with something." Mo Hongying's eyes looked at it and said.

  "It's a work thing." Mo Jianjian's dark eyes looked at her with pleading and said.

  "You want to move to the production line." Mo Hongying's dark pupils looked at him and asked tentatively.

  "No, no, the machine is expensive, I don't dare touch it." Mo Jianshe waved his hand and looked at her in a panic and said, "In the current assembly line, what people want is to have fast eyes and hands, and my hands and feet are slow, and things are delayed." ”

  Mo Hongying slightly hooked the corners of her lips when she heard this, and said with a smile, "Then what do you want to do?" ”

  "You can't just let the current production line move! We still have so many machines in the workshop that are out of production! You've got to figure out how to make them move, and we can move too. Mo Jianshe muttered and said, "Otherwise, I will feel uncomfortable with my salary." ”

"Isn't it okay to rest?" Mo Hongying looked at him with a smile and said.

  "I can't rest, my old arms and legs are rusty." Mo Jianshe drooped his head and said weakly, "I also know that those machines can't be compared with the current production line, but they can make a great contribution, so you can't just sweep them into the garbage heap!" ”

  "I have already mentioned this matter to Director Ma, let you start work as soon as possible." Mo Hongying's warm eyes looked at him and said.

  "Start work? Our products can't be sold. Mo Jianshe looked at her anxiously and said, "If you don't give birth, you are waiting for death, and if you give birth, you are looking for death." He waved his hands in a panic and said, "No, no." ”

  "We don't produce the previous products, and the products produced this time are mainly aimed at the rural market." Mo Hongying's glass-colored eyes looked at him and smiled, and explained the production scope of the product in detail.

  Speaking of which, Mo Jianjian's heart was surging, and he was full of energy.

  Mo Jianjian's smile froze on his face, "Does this farmer have the money to buy it?" ”

  "The peasants on the outskirts of the city are doing well." Mo Hongying's clear eyes looked at him and said.

  "No! It's all bitter, it's not an exaggeration to say that the family is surrounded by four walls. Mo Jianshe frowned and said in his heart, "There are no household appliances." ”

  In the past few years, the rural areas have first liberated the productive forces, implemented the household responsibility system of contract production, and become rich first. As for household appliances, cities are not enough! You have to sell enough tickets, the supply exceeds the demand, do you think the farmers can get tickets? Mo Hongying looked at him with sparkling eyes and said.

  "It's really not okay to have no tickets, and now I still need food stamps and cloth stamps!" Mo Jianshe nodded when he heard this, "Our household appliances are all poured back from the south by red plums, so we don't need tickets." ”

  "Hmm......" Mo Hongying's index finger was placed on her lips, and her eyes looked at him without blinking.

  "What are you watching me do?" Mo Jianshe touched his face and said, "There is dirty stuff." ”

  "No, no." Hearing this, Mo Hongying quickly shook her head and said, "I mean not only agricultural machinery, but also construction machinery, excavators, bulldozers, hook machines, and road rollers...... In the future, the development of urban construction will be like a construction site in the whole country, and these are promising. ”

  "Ahem...... Mo Jianshe coughed in shock, "You...... You ......"

  "What am I!" Mo Hongying's innocent eyes looked at him and said, "What's wrong?" ”

  In the era of future infrastructure madness, you can't do it without tools, use your hands!

  All kinds of construction equipment can be promising.

  "Your engine won't work." Mo Jianshe looked at her dejectedly and said.

  "The concrete mixer, we can do it!" Mo Hongying looked at him intently and said, "This requires a motor with high power, solid leather, and durability." ”

  "This one does." Mo Jianjian's eyes sparkled as he looked at her and said.

  "If you want to get rich, you must first build roads, this needs it!" Mo Hongying's glass-beaded eyes looked at him and said, "Do you see the skyscraper in the video?"

  "See, it's really high!" Mo Jianjian said with little stars in his eyes.

  "That envy?" Mo Hongying's dark eyes looked at her and smiled slightly.

  "Of course." Mo Jianshe said meaningfully, "You want to say that we will also build it, and we can't do without those large-scale construction equipment, right?" ”

  "That's right! Start small, accumulate funds, and we will do big things in the future. Mo Hongying looked at him with shining eyes and said.

  (End of chapter)