I'm really just the village head

Girls are outgoing.

This is a very popular consensus in rural areas.

Liu Chunlai could not comment on anything. The experience these days let him know that this is not a rumor, but a fact.

Girls, who are going to marry sooner or later, no matter how you promote the birth of children, it is the same. The traditional thinking for thousands of years is difficult to change.

"The girls in the team will get married sooner or later. If there is a chance to make money, they will definitely let the family work hard, not the girls who are about to marry..." Tian Li thought Liu Chunlai didn't understand.

Yang Cuihua also added, "No, there are a lot of girls in the team, and more men who are okay!"

"Although most of the sewing matters were men in the past, it is too difficult for men to learn compared with women." Hu Dingyuan also helped.

He is not willing to take a male apprentice, it takes too long.

Girls are ingenious, and if they are only taught to use sewing machines and can do simple tasks, they can be handed over in less than a month.

Bring out one, twenty yuan.

"Okay, about this, let's talk about it when I come back from the mountain city." Liu Chunlai sighed, there is no such thing as choosing people now.

No money in hand, no one listens to words.

He didn't let the women in the garment factory keep secrets. These women couldn't keep secrets at all.

It's okay to let others be mentally prepared first.

The modification of 156 pairs of trousers did not take a long time.

Hu Dingyuan drew several templates with a ruler, and the tailor cut them directly from the template, and then six sewing workers sew them on.

The main size of pants is the waist.

Flared pants, the bigger and longer the leg, the more popular they are.

Especially young people in the city who have begun to pursue trends.

"Uncle Gao Quan, you will keep the accounts for everyone. Also, help dress up, we have to leave early tomorrow morning." Before it got dark, more than a hundred pairs of pants were changed.

Liu Chunlai dispelled the idea of ​​trying on.

If he wears it, it is estimated that these women will change the taste when they spread it out.

Didn't they all despise such pants?

Several women directly helped to pack the modified pants in two large sacks with grain, without folding or packaging.

Liu Chun looked at him and shook his head.

I will become famous in the future.

Looking at the two bulging sacks, Liu Chunlai asked them to find a few pieces of oil paper to wrap them up to avoid getting wet.

There is nothing to show off...

When Liu Chunlai was about to find Liu Zhiqiang, he came over with Liu Jiuwa, whose forehead was already swollen and still not bandaged.

Liu Chunlai frowned.

"Uncle Ji is familiar with Shancheng, and Bazuzu let him take him." Liu Zhiqiang explained.

"Before liberation, I have been working hard there..." Liu Jiuwa was a little embarrassed.

He is familiar with the mountain city thirty years ago.

"Okay, we will take these two bags of trousers tomorrow. The pig-carrying boat at the food station at Wangshan Commune will leave at six in the morning..."

Liu Chunlai didn't say anything. At least, Liu Jiuwa would be more familiar with Liu Zhiqiang than he and Liu Zhiqiang, who had never been to the mountain city. After explaining them to them, they were ready to go home.

"Uncle Chunlai, Bazuzu called you to eat tonight..." Liu Zhiqiang took Liu Chunlai, "You became the standard bearer, and several old people in the team at night..."

"Say to Bazuzu, this meal will be eaten after returning from the mountain city." Liu Chunlai refused.

Liu Baye is so old and fine, it is definitely a Hongmen feast.

First go to the mountain city to get some money, and then go there with confidence.

Liu Zhiqiang has something else to say. Liu Chun came to look at him with a wry smile, "It was like that at the brigade headquarters at noon, and my mother hasn't completely calmed down yet, you can tell Bazuzu."

Liu Zhiqiang could not persuade anymore.

The home of Liu Baye, not far from the lower left corner of the public house, is a three-door wooden house with a history of at least two hundred years.

That is the old ancestral house of the Liu family.

At that time, Liu Baye divided the family property, and everyone around him built houses, so no one later divided Liu Baye’s house.

At this time, the kitchen is already busy.

"Where is spring coming?" Liu Baye, who was sitting in the darkened wooden Xiaoyao chair in the middle of the courtyard, was drinking tea with a fist-sized purple clay pot, watching Liu Zhiqiang and Liu Jiuwa come over, but Liu Chunlai was not seen.

Liu Zhiqiang said something about Liu Chunlai.

The old man sighed, "Tell them to stop cooking. Take down two pieces of bacon from the stove, and ask each family to collect some eggs and rice noodles, and you send them there."

"Bazu, isn't this appropriate?" Liu Zhiqiang hurriedly persuaded him, "Each family has no food..."

"Naughty! What Yang Aiqun said in front of so many people today, don't you remember? Liu Fuwang has been a captain, what kind of farm work did he do on the day? He also paid for the family's money and food. That family is supported by her alone! She didn’t stop Chunlai from being a standard bearer anymore, and we can’t tell others! Every family goes out and keeps accounts.”

Baye Liu is very serious.

"By the way, catch two laying hens and send them to her." Liu Baye added.

Liu Zhiqiang did not dare to refute, and immediately went to the team with Liu Jiuwa to find someone surnamed Liu.

Every family has no objection, your family takes a few catties of wheat, his family has a few catties of rice, or three to five eggs...

Yang Cuihua directly caught the only two old hens who lay eggs and handed them to Liu Zhiqiang.

Her husband Liu Wenhai was extremely angry and kept yelling: "You prodigal mother-in-law, just take a few eggs. The chickens are all delivered. Where will the money come from to buy kerosene to buy salt? You just give yourself to yourself. Forget it, Liu Chun, because he is missing a wife!"

Yang Cuihua ignored him and still passed the chicken to Liu Zhiqiang.

Liu Wenhai came to grab it and was kicked to the ground by Yang Cuihua.

"You guys, don't come up to help!"

The short Liu Wenhai was not Yang Cuihua's opponent, and immediately shouted at the bachelor brothers who were standing by the dam.

Several people were glared by Yang Cuihua, but Wei Nuonuo did not dare to step forward.

"Aunt Cuihua, this..."

"When I got married back then, he told his parents in front of everyone, I'm home!" Yang Cuihua emphasized this.

When Liu Wenhai heard this, he didn't dare to make noise while sitting on the ground.

This woman has a strong opinion.

"Yang Cuihua, you can do it now! Two hens in the family will be given away! You don't look at what you are like, but paste it up, Liu Chunlai can look at you..."

Not long after Liu Zhiqiang left, Wu Wenhai went and carried his old mother.

An old lady with small feet is not easy to walk.

The old lady opened her mouth and cursed as soon as she arrived at the dam.

Then he said to Liu Wenhai's bachelor brothers: "You don't want to get the chicken back!"

"Who dare? I caught the chicken from my natal family and fed it!" Yang Cuihua yelled when the two brothers were going to chase Liu Zhiqiang.

"Take you to a dead lady, Wen Hai, I'm not dead yet! You just want to hook up with other men..." The old lady with small feet scolded again.

These words are extremely ugly.

Yang Cuihua said with a cold face, "Mom, it's better for you to accumulate a little bit of virtue, you just want to let these brothers in our family stay like this for a lifetime? Qingfeng is 19, how many families have you talked about? Who wants to marry a girl to our home? Bachelor!"

"Good! Good! I will give you my life today..."

The old lady jumped off Liu Wenhai's back and rushed towards Yang Cuihua.

"Mom..." A thin man who was about the same age as Liu Wenhai stopped the old lady. "Sister-in-law was also for us. Yang Aiqun didn't want Chun to be the captain in the first place..."

"He Liu Chun came to be the captain, can he really ask you a wife?" The old lady snorted coldly.

"Liu Chunlai may not be able to, but he can fill the team and have money!" Yang Cuihua said coldly, turning around and entering the room.

"I received it this day, how can I raise this useless son? My mother-in-law can't keep it..." The old lady began to cry in the yard.

Liu Zhiqiang, who was carrying the two hens of Liu Wenhai's family, heard the quarrel coming from behind and wanted to send them back.

But she was stopped by Liu Jiuwa, who was carrying two chickens in her hand.

Among them is a very beautiful red rooster.

"That woman Yang Cuihua is shrewd!"

"Brother Nine, there are only four chickens in your house..." Looking at Liu Jiuwa, Liu Zhiqiang looked shocked.

These chickens, Liu Jiuwa is more precious than anything else, she can't bear to eat them, so she has to feed the chickens with grain.

A few chickens not only lay eggs all year round, but also hold a few broods of chicks every year. The chickens in the nearby teams are almost all hatched from Liu Jiuwa's chickens.

"Keep them, and you can't ask for a wife, don't you want to run a chicken farm..."

Liu Jiuwa is a bet.

All the chips are on Liu Chunlai.

The two used to find a basket for picking Baogu and sweet potato. Although each family was poor, they even installed two picks.

Most of them are grain, but there are also three or four pieces of bacon.

There are not many, but not many.In rural areas, except for pig heads, a pig can chop up to 16 pieces of meat.

Under the grain, the meat and chicken are separated by grass, and the wings and legs are tied up and placed on top.

The two of them had just walked to the public house with a slap print on their face and a few blood stains on their forehead, waiting for them there, with two hens in her hands.

"Uncle Nine, Brother Zhiqiang, there are two more chickens here..."

"Tian Li, what are you?" Liu Zhiqiang felt heartache looking at the redness on Tian Li's face.

As the last daughter-in-law of the fourth team to marry in, Tian Li has endured a lot of pressure and a lot of infamy.

I don't dare to talk to any man at all.

Tian Li squeezed out a smile: "After a fight with the old lady, and separated, it would be more comfortable..."

"That can't be done, you just have a new home, two chickens can't..." Liu Jiuwa hurriedly stopped.

There is nothing for the wealthy to divide their households. There are many things that can be divided.

"Uncle Jiu, my family Dongwang is 11 years old. Reading is not the same thing. We will have a kiss in a few years! Although our family is poor, in addition to these two chickens, we have three sets of dishes and more than ten catties of food. Yeah!" Tian Li smiled.

Liu Jiuwa's tears couldn't help but fell directly.

This is even more ruthless than himself, and it's all over Liu Chun.

If Liu Chunlai fails to succeed, in the future...

"Tian Li, the baby is growing up..." Liu Zhiqiang didn't know what to say.

He felt that it was very good to give away the only piece of bacon in the family.

"You come back and we will be paid when spring comes! I will cut fresh meat for my son at that time!" Tian Li has a hopeful smile on his face.