Stylistic road

Uncle Wu started with a few greetings, but didn't directly enter the topic.

"Longevity daughter-in-law, I just saw that Mingliang was really tall when she came in, and she stood up almost 1.9 meters, she is really strong."

"No, Fifth Uncle, I am 1.86 meters this year, less than 1.19 meters."

Chen Mingliang quickly got out of the deck and stood in front of Chen Wushu, standing really high.

"Sit down, it grows really fast, it's only a few years now, it's still a child, it's time to marry a daughter-in-law, it's so good, it's an adult."

Uncle Wu sighed casually.

Zhang Chun's lace belittles and humble:

"Where, Uncle Wu, he is just such a big man, stupid and stupid, where he goes to marry a wife, if I have the eyes of my eldest son, I won't worry about it."

"Yeah, your family is really smart tomorrow. I heard that every exam in school is the first place. It's only a year, and it's almost spread in elementary school." A villager agreed.

"It's awesome, it's awesome!" Another villager applauded.

“It’s really good for people to study tomorrow. They’ve looked at them from an early age. They will definitely be able to go to a high school, take college entrance exams, and marry a big girl in the city. People in the countryside will definitely look down on it in the future.” Others agreed at will. A few times.

Regardless of whether it is true or false, as long as she praises her second child, Zhang Chunhua is still very happy.

A little uncontrollable joy, after all, it is a boasting own child.

"Say something business, I've been arrogant for a few days, and it's settled today."

Uncle Wu took a breath of cigarette, and then flicked the ashes into an ashtray made from a broken teacup. The house is full of shiny concrete floors. You can't just hit the ground directly, and it's easy to get dirty.

"That's right, I called you today to discuss with you a very important matter."

"This year a new quarantine station was established in the town, and a slaughterhouse was set up in the yard behind the original supply and marketing cooperative. It is stipulated that the pigs cannot be killed by the slaughterers themselves in the future. It has to be stamped before it can be sold."

"Quick? I've been talking about this for several years, and I haven't seen a nod." Some folks didn't believe it, but the rumor had been spreading for a long time, but it never landed.

"Then if I don't sell the pork, I kill the pig myself and divide it among my neighbors and relatives." Zhang Chunhua answered.

"That's not the case. They will come on duty, and they will have to pay for everything in the future. You can only kill if you buy a quarantine ticket, otherwise it will be illegal and you will be fined. If it is serious, your pigs will be confiscated."

Both Zhang Chunhua and the folks are skeptical of this.

Uncle Chen Wu then spoke again.

"This time the information is accurate, and this time it must be accurate. This time it was a death order from the county magistrate X. The supply and marketing agency has set up all the pots and set up a dozen stoves. How many pigs are there? No, it's not enough to kill.''

"The scattered pig farmers have a hard time." I don't know who answered.

"The main reason is to control what do you know?, County Magistrate X also said that we must pay attention to food safety and eliminate sick and dead pigs and water-injected pigs!."

"Yeah, yeah, pork is really not eaten now, a catty of meat can drip out half a catty of water."

"It's not like my family’s New Year’s pork hasn’t been called yet, so I’m just waiting for Mingliang’s family to kill pigs and call them meat dumplings. I can’t kill them tomorrow, Mingliang his mother."A brand took the call.

"Kill it, kill it! The fire ceases until the 27th. If you want meat, you can get it directly. You can take care of all kinds of meat."

"There are also cooked foods. The intestines and belly are filled. The pork head meat is marinated just after filling. Cut a few plates of cold dishes. It will save face and save trouble and delicious."

"You don't worry about the meat. You definitely don't use water. We are all killed at the sight. We are both an old Chen family. It is impossible to pit our family members."

"My family killed pigs without water, but the meat is also 30 cents more expensive than the outside. You have to know that the pigs are collected for the same money. If the water is not sold for the same money, it will not make enough money." Zhang Chunhua complained. .

"You have to eat at the price of 5 cents, anyone has to eat meat before the New Year, and who can miss this meal of dumplings." The neighbors sighed.

"Okay, okay, don't go far, I'll continue to talk about business"

Uncle Wu changed the subject and continued.

"That's it. The slaughterhouse is about to be established. Now it is recruiting masters who kill pigs. I think your house is bright, good craftsmanship, tall and strong, and the leader will definitely like it."

"Originally, the manpower was all set. I asked for one more indicator, so I don't want to go to school in the first year. Just know the two characters."

"How do you count money when you are a pig killer? You should count the money by the head or get the salary by the month"

"The monthly payment is also based on the head count, and the basic salary plus a commission."

"How much is a month."

"The basic salary is 100, and the commission is 5 yuan a pig. You can get more than 200 no matter what, it's okay, what can farmers do now?"

It's not too much. Chen Mingliang's income from killing pigs at home is more than 200 a month. This is just coming back to kill a pig on the weekend.

But no one is old or young anymore, after all, it is a fixed income.

"Do you want to kill pigs every day?"

"That's not. There is a plan. The commission is calculated based on the number of killings. At least 5 days of vacation a month.

When you come to work, you need to register for the record. This is a full-time worker, and you're considered to be eating royal food."

Well, in this case, you can still kill pigs at home when you are free.

This is okay, better than going to school for nothing, Zhang Chunhua is thinking about it in her heart.

Of course you can't let things be decided like this!

Otherwise, there is still room for you to turn around.

Chen Mingliang could no longer be silent.

Chen Mingliang spoke of the lines that had been brewing for a long time.

"Fifth Uncle, I have to knock your head when you say that during the New Year.

Thank you for doing such a big favor to our family. I really think of us for everything.

When my dad didn’t have me, I was young, so I could throw pots and I didn’t understand anything.

All these years, the family can live through the help of you and the folks..."

Chen Mingliang was very emotional.

"Oh, oh, it's all right. We are all an old Chen family. We can't write two Chen characters in a stroke. We are all six brothers handed down from the old grandfather.

The fifth uncle smiled very reserved and satisfied. To live, what is needed is the gratitude of the villagers.

"Fifth Uncle, what you said, I really want to go to this slaughterhouse, but I also have other ideas..."

"That's how I see it. You see, my brother-in-law is still idle. He hasn't been a target since he's too old. It's not a business to get around every day. He also learned to kill pigs from my grandfather."

"In the past few years, he has been fooling around outside, and he doesn’t make any money year after year. Sooner or later he will have to go in. I think this should be given to him and let him settle down. Whenever he’s an aunt, it’s more appropriate ."

"I'm still young. I can't find a job after graduating from junior high school. I am willing to work hard. I am not afraid of hardship. My uncle's temperament needs to have a decent life to stabilize. Otherwise, my family would be sad. Grandpa and grandma are worried"

"Ok…"

"That's right"

It does make sense.

"Okay, bright, you are really grown up, filial, and your uncle is really worried, I just think that longevity is gone, your family is difficult, this job is indeed more suitable for Changhai to do"

"What is Chang Hai doing lately, saying that he went out to dry the cold storage and came back?" (Chang Hai is my uncle's name.)

When he came back, he was not angry at home, saying that he didn't build a house for him at home, a neighbor said.

"In that (Chinese is the local dialect, the meaning of deed), this job is indeed suitable for Chang Hai, look at this child, and said that if he has not grown up, he will not bother adults."

Things were so settled, a group of people chatted until midnight and went home.

On the way home, Zhang Chunhua was still complaining, what are you saying, let me think clearly before saying it.

"I'm thinking that this is a good thing, you let 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. In our villages, how much meat can we ask for? How much meat can we ask for? People can live so nourishing.

This is the truth. The slaughterhouse in the previous life will not pay the basic salary two months after the year, and all the money will be calculated based on the number of pigs killed.

"Now the relationship between our grandparents and our family is not good, this will not ease the relationship, give this job to my uncle, they are embarrassed to worry about the pile of stones our family used to repair the foundation."

It turned out that when Chen Changshou was still alive, he planned to build a new house. The foundation stones were all bought, but the people disappeared.

Without the backbone of the house, the house naturally cannot be built.

Old man Chen thought, this pile of stones, anyway, your house can't use it now, it's better to use it for me to build a house for Xiao Er.

Naturally, Zhang Chunhua would not agree. She tried to sell these stones several times, but was stopped by Mr. Chen.

It is said that these belong to our Chen family and will belong to my eldest grandson in the future. Sell it, sell it, and remarry.

The relationship between the two began to be unhappy.

Zhang Chunhua also insisted on not remarrying.

However, they are still good to their grandchildren. They will give a portion if they have delicious food. Zhang Chunhua is not too much. If there is any good thing, he will also give it to the elderly, but he will not go and let his son run errands.

"Mother, give this job to my uncle this time. He is considered to have formal work. In the future, they will definitely not be able to ask for our stones anymore. If the work in the slaughterhouse is not good, they can't. Do not blame us."

Zhang Chunhua was right when he thought about it.

"I have to talk about it myself. I haven't been to your grandfather's house for several years."

"Don't say it, you will finally grow a little bit of attention."

"Those stones were left by your father. The good stones you pulled from Liangshan cost several thousand yuan. Whose money is for nothing."

Orphans and widows cannot be bullied casually.

Chen Mingliang can read books again, and he feels relaxed on the way home.

When I got home, I did dozens of push-ups, then took a shower, boiled water in the pot, and went to sleep at ease.