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"Farming" was different from menial work. Menial work meant working for the boss, while more than half of the "farming" was done for himself. Everything had to be calculated carefully. They had to reduce expenses, reduce costs, increase production, and get more food. They had to be worthy of the trust of the boss and the labor of the workers. Zhang Qingfeng suddenly felt a heavy burden on his shoulders.
After dinner, when people were resting, he called Cao Rongfu and Zhang Fenglong over to discuss how to work this year. Cao Rongfu was his brother-in-law, and he was also an old leader. Zhang Fenglong had also worked with him for many years. They had experience and were people who wholeheartedly supported him. Therefore, no matter what happened, he would always discuss it with them first. The three small tobacco pouches left behind by his old boss were lit up. Cao Rongfu said," The method of farming is suitable for us. The owner is kind enough to us. He split the profits 30 - 70. According to last year's production, the owner gave us all the money to watch the house.”He counted with his fingers and said,""Last year, the five of us earned an average of 200 yuan a month. We earned less than 3,000 yuan a year. 3,000 yuan is less than 50% of our total income.”
"That's for sure. My old boss is very certain. You don't know my old boss 'personality.”Zhang Qingfeng said.
"Sigh, their income is all dependent on outside business. It doesn't matter if they want the things at home. If the harvest is good, they will get 30%. If the harvest isn't good, they will get nothing. Since the young master left, I'm afraid he didn't expect any income from home. That's why he was so generous. He planned for the worst. Otherwise, he wouldn't have left. But we can't. Our wives and children are waiting to eat. We have to do 50% and 70% well.”Zhang Fenglong said.
" You're right," Cao Rongfu said." Then let's work together to plant this year's land well. I thought that there must be manure in planting land. We should put more manure this year."”
"Where did the feces come from?" Zhang Qingfeng said.
"One is to buy seeds by the sea, and the other is to raise pigs. The manure in the pigsty is stronger than anything else. The pigs can also be sold for meat.”
The more the three of them talked, the more confident they felt. The more they talked, the more they felt that this year seemed to be a good year. It was almost ten o'clock, and they still had to get up early to work tomorrow, so they went to bed.
Zhang Qingfeng was alone in the room and still couldn't fall asleep. The discussion just now had inspired him greatly. He needed to make up his mind to do everything he could. If he wanted to buy seeds, he could ask his brother-in-law Cao Rongfu to go to the seaside to find someone who went into the sea. What about raising pigs? Can't they ask the farmers to raise pigs at home? Ah, I got it. I can ask my wife and Zhang Fenglong's family to feed the pigs. There were plenty of empty houses here. Two people feeding the pigs, plus Zhang Qingtong's help, would be enough. Thinking of this, Zhang Qingfeng's mind unconsciously returned to his home by the river. He thought of his wife, Zhao Shi, his son, Awu, and the one-month-old Ahui.
Little Ah Hui grew up day by day with her mother's milk. The tender flesh on her body was smooth and firm, her little face was bulging, her black hair and a pair of bright big eyes were very likable. Ten-year-old A-Ting and six-year-old A-Wu played mischievously outside the house for a day. The adults couldn't catch them. Little Ah Hui became Grandma's treasure. Grandma was nearly seventy years old and spun all day long. When Mrs. Zhao went to work in the fields, she always put Ah Hui beside Grandma's spinning wheel. He was still unconscious and knew nothing except sleeping, eating, and crying. After eating and waking up, she stared at her grandmother's spinning wheel with her small eyes and danced happily. So Grandma looked up and said,"What do you know? You don't know anything."”Her hands were still moving around, and the low buzzing sound was like a lullaby. Ah Hui fell asleep again.
One day, Mrs. Zhao came back from the street with a pale face. She was especially frightened. She was so nervous that she gasped for breath and said,"This is bad. Someone was killed in the courtyard.”
Grandma stopped spinning and said,"Who did you kill?”
"Xie Chang Ji."
"He has nothing to do with us. Let's rest and feed the child.”Grandma's spinning wheel started buzzing again.
In Xia Zhuang, Xie Changji was originally a local ruffian. Recently, he relied on his brother-in-law's power as the police chief of the Japanese puppet army to run amok in the village. The rich and the poor hated him. Because the poor did not have much money, he extorted more from the rich.
In terms of wealth, there were two families in Xia Manor. One was Xia Changren, and the other was the fourth son of the family. Opposite the door, one family was south, the other was north. They were all rectangular courtyard houses, with large iron gates in the north and south gatehouses, and platforms facing the street. There were dozens of wing rooms and main rooms in the courtyard. People were used to calling them the courtyard. The south side was called the south courtyard, and the north side was called the north courtyard. Xie Chang Ji lived on the east side of Nan Da Yuan, so he knew everything that happened in the courtyard. He was lazy and simply relied on the two academies to live. He would go to the quad every three to five days to ask for money. Because of his brother-in-law, the quad could not provoke him. In recent years, he had hooked up with the bandits again, and his arrogance had become even greater. On the twenty-seventh day of the year, Xia Changren's eldest brother, Chang Zhen, was tied to the Yang family's grave by bandits. Send 500 yuan before dawn. Don't regret being late." The quad did have money, as long as the person was safe. However, no one dared to send it, so they begged Xia Yuntai to send it later. He was the poorest in the village, but he was not afraid of death. Whether this group of kidnappers had anything to do with Xie Chang Ji, or whether Xie Chang Ji had a share of these five hundred dollars, it was still unclear. But Xie Chang Ji was thinking, at this time, it was always a chance to ask for money. If you give them five hundred, then give me eight or ten, alright? As he thought about it, his smoking addiction just happened to kick in. In a fit of anger, he walked towards the Ren family's main door. "Bang! Bang!" Xie Chang Ji knocked on the door with his fist and shouted loudly,"Open the door! Open the door!" No one answered, so he knocked again. In fact, there was someone inside. Ever since Changzhen was kidnapped, the security in Changren's courtyard had been strengthened. The main gate was closed every day. Xie Zhenhe was in the south gate room, and Xia Changliang was in the north gate room. When Nagara heard Nagayoshi's voice, he didn't open the door or make a sound. He ran back to report to Nagayoshi.
At this time, Chang Ren and his two nephews, Jun Shi Jun Cai, were discussing joining the Red Army in Chang Zhen's house. Chang Zhen could not bear to let his son go out. Chang Ren was a graduate of Luanzhou Normal School. From his point of view as an intellectual, it was impossible for young people to live an honest life at home these days. They would either join the Eighth Route Army or join the bandits. Joining the Eighth Route Army was still the right path. Therefore, the family still agreed to Jun Shijun leaving home to join the Eighth Route Army. However, after they left, there were old and young people in the family. The safety of the family was also worrying. At this moment, Changliang came in to report that Changji knocked on the door. Changren said,"" We can't take the anger of this kind of person." Jun Cai stood up from the brick bed and said,"Let's just kill him!"”"Even if you kill him, it's still a life."”Junshi said,"What kind of life is this? The Eighth Route Army will also take care of hooligans and bandits." Killing him saves him from doing evil in the village in the future. We can leave without worry. Besides, we are a big family, how can we let such a scoundrel bear us?”" However," Chang Ren said," don't beat him to death in our house, north of the road.”The commander pointed to the north.
Junshi and Juncai brothers hid. Changliang opened the door and led Changji into the house to talk. Chang Ren's expression was calm as he said politely,""Brother, why are you knocking on the door so early in the morning?”Chang Ji said,"The New Year is coming. We live next door, so we have to give them some money."”
"How much do you want?"
" Fifty yuan." Chang Ji extended five fingers.
Chang Ren said,"Alright, sit down for a while and smoke a pack of cigarettes. Let Changliang find them."”At this moment, the Junshi and Juncai brothers had already set up an ambush at the north and south gates of the four courtyards. Changliang came back and said," We don't have enough money at home. We've just gathered thirty. Is that okay?"”Without waiting for Changji to speak, Changren said," Don't. It's the New Year's, so you should talk back. 50 is 50 then. Take Changji to the north courtyard and lend me 20 for the time being. I'll hit my brother right."”Chang Ji saw that Chang Ren was very sincere in his words. Then, he remembered that his family had just had an accident and had taken out a lot of money. It was natural that he did not have enough money. Thus, he believed it and followed Changliang to the four houses in the north courtyard. As soon as he entered the door, he felt that the atmosphere was unusually calm. As he walked further in, Nagara disappeared behind him. He turned around and saw Jun Cai holding a gun in his hand. Chang Ji was smart and knew what Jun Cai wanted to do. He ran away, but Jun Cai shot him in the back and missed. Changji ran desperately, Juncai was chasing after him while loading bullets. Changji ran to the north gate, Junshi was waiting with a gun, he turned around and ran south. Just as he turned around, Junshi fired, and Changji fell in a pool of blood...
Zhao's maiden family was on the east side of Zhao Village. People often stole things from her courtyard. Now the Zhang family also lived in the east. The small path on the landlord's empty land was the road leading to Xinhe Bridge and the road from the south to the north. There were many pedestrians all day. In such a chaotic era, even though there were people living in the main house and Mrs Zhao was raising two children by herself, she was often scared out of her wits. This time, when the incident of someone being beaten to death in the village appeared, it made her even more afraid and sleepless. Just as she was feeling helpless, Zhang Qingfeng came back from the east to discuss the matter of going to He Xin Village. How could Mrs Zhao not be overjoyed!
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