Fu Jingyou took the notebook where Lu Miao had sketched during the day and went to He's house.
Lu Miao bolted the door from the inside and closed the curtains on the windows.
Sitting at the long table by the window and eating snow clams, she took out another notebook and started writing and drawing under the kerosene lamp.
In order to increase the probability of successfully mobilizing everyone, Lu Miao is working hard to perfect her speaking skills.
On the other side, the He family.
The new year is approaching, and there are only a few days left before the Chinese New Year.
Both brothers, Brother He and Brother He, also came back from the county and town one after another.
Fu Jingyou came to talk to He Hongjin with the sketch. The woman and the children were busy in the kitchen, and Brother He and Brother He were listening.
He Hongjin sat at the table, smoking a dry cigarette and thinking.
Congratulations to Big Brother on the good harvest:
"Let's get some work on growing vegetables. I think it will work. As for raising fish..."
He Fengcang scratched his head and nodded:
"We can't sell fish at a high price here. Besides, it’s so hot in summer. How can we get enough water in ditches and pits? If it’s really enough, you won’t be able to raise a few fish. So why bother?”
“Sales will also be a problem. Fish are different from vegetables.”
Congratulations on the harvest, nodded, and continued to add:
"Vegetables mature in the winter at the end of the year, and we can handle the cold weather. We don't have to worry about wandering around in a boat for a few days, but fish are difficult to transport, and they will die! Xiao Liu, this matter is not as simple as you think."< br>
“The issues of hot weather and whether there is enough water have been discussed just now.”
Fu Jingyou took a look After congratulating Hongjin, he turned to look at his two brothers:
"As for the transportation issue, my wife also said that as long as the density of the fish is controlled and oxygen is added in time, it is okay."
He Fengshou didn’t know that Fu Jingyou’s wife was an educated youth, so he rubbed his forehead and laughed:
"Your wife, your wife, your wife is a woman, what does she know?"
Fu Jingyou stiffened his eyebrows and frowned, straightening up, obviously unhappy:
"Brother, what do you mean? This is meaningless. If you don’t support it, why should you discriminate against my daughter-in-law?”
"How can I be discriminating against your wife..."
He Fengshou was a little embarrassed when he saw that he was serious.
“I, am I not afraid that she will cause trouble and it will not end well if she turns around?”
“If it doesn’t end well, then I will end it too. Besides, Miaomiao has good intentions and won’t Adding to the chaos..."
Fu Jingyou got up.
"This matter was her suggestion. I am responsible for coming over and saying it. Regardless of whether my uncle agrees or not, I will comfort her and I will not care about anything else."
If Lu Miao wants to do it, Fu Jingyou will support it, but if the team doesn't support it, there's nothing they can do.
But if you don’t agree, don’t agree.
Lu Miao means well, and He Fengcang should not criticize her from any angle.
He Fengshou wanted to explain something, but He Fengcang shook his head at him.
He Fengcang raised his chin to the old father on the left, signaling Brother He to leave it alone.
They are all factory workers who go out to work, and they themselves are not within the control of the production team. There are no supporting opinions and objections are useless.
Let’s see what the old father wants.
For a while, the three boys in the main room were silent.
He Hongjin took two puffs of dry cigarette. He Hongjin neither refused nor agreed.
He puffed out smoke and said:
"When the team kills the pigs the day after tomorrow, let's mention this by the way and see what everyone thinks."
Fu Jingyou nodded.
That’s fine too.
"Uncle, I'm going back. Miaomiao is alone at home, so I don't worry."
Fu Jingyou stood up. He Hongjin nodded and waved to him:
"Wait a minute. Your aunt picked up a lot of carrots from the field today. You can take some back."
[Carrot: local accent, carrot]
Fu Jingyou nodded, He Hongjin pointed his hand, and he went to the kitchen.
He's eldest brother's daughter-in-law Zhao Lanxiang and six-year-old daughter He Minmin, as well as his second brother's daughter-in-law Tian Guihua and son He Minjie are all in the kitchen.
The small kitchen was so crowded that it was difficult to turn around.
Fu Jingyou was standing at the entrance of the kitchen and did not go in.
Chen Guifen saw him and said with a smile:
"The one with the carrots, right? Thank you for coming here, saving me a trip."
Chen Guifen pretended to be for him When passing half a basket of radishes and cabbage, he did not forget to say:
"Send the basket back tomorrow, and don't forget to bring the oil can. This year, we squeezed more than ten kilograms of oil. After the pigs are killed and the meat is divided, and the meatballs are fried at home, each of you can share some."
Fu Jingyou nodded sincerely, "Thank you, Auntie."
After Fu Jingyou left, the kitchen became slightly quiet.
Tian Guihua sat at the mouth of the stove to light the fire, coaxing her son Minjie to eat braised sweet potatoes.
Sister-in-law Zhao Lanxiang suddenly muttered:
"I see that Xiao Liu is stronger than before?"
Tian Guihua turned her head and glanced at Zhao Lanxiang, understanding what she meant.
This is an allusion to the fact that the old couple are usually in the team and receive generous subsidies.
Tian Guihua actually has this idea in her heart.
However, because of the lotus coal incident, Fu Jingyou sent a lot of things to her house, which was considered a benefit to her, so it was hard to say some things.
Tian Guihua shook her son in her arms and did not answer.
Chen Guifen was busy chopping vegetables and said nothing.
Zhao Lanxiang thought that her mother-in-law knew she was in the wrong, so she grunted a little louder:
"My family only extracts oil once every two or three years. I am not big enough, so why do I need to share it?" For outsiders..."
Chen Guifen's face was sullen, the kitchen knife in her hand was suddenly nailed to the chopping board, she turned to look at Zhao Lanxiang and said:
"Do you have any objections? Let's talk about it together!"
Zhao Lanxiang was very unhappy, but Chen Guifen became serious and she did not dare to say anything.
Chen Guifen did not rely on her, but directly shouted to the eldest son in front of her at the top of her voice.
"Mom, what's going on?"
He Fengshou looked confused.
"Why are you making a meal and starting a fight?"
He Fengshou subconsciously looked at his wife.
Zhao Lanxiang held her daughter Minmin in her hand, lowering her head and saying nothing.
"You don't have to look at her! You are the boss. When you two got married, did you keep the things at home close to you first?"
Chen Guifen asked, patting the table.
He Fengshou nodded quickly: "Yes!"
Chen Guifen turned to Tian Guihua at the door of the kitchen: "You are getting married to the second child, will your family also follow you first?"
Tian Guihua is embarrassed. Nodding, he scolded Zhao Lanxiang several times in his heart.
It has nothing to do with her. She has to be dragged in to be scolded.
“How much rapeseed, how much oil, whatever you have at home, it’s all earned by me and you!”
"Over the years, you are factory workers, and you are honored, but have you ever added a brick or a brick to your family? Who is taking care of your family? Do you still have any conscience?"
"I'll see you when you pay. If you don't care about others, you will show off if you have benefits? Why don't you compare with Xiao Liu when he pays 50 yuan to his family this year?" (End of Chapter)