Chapter 128: the road is long

Chapter 128 The road is long

"Okay, then thank the village chief." Wen Qiang didn't refuse, he was afraid that if he refused, the village chief would mistakenly think that he disliked the simple food of the people in the mountains.

Qian Weimin ordered people to move the things on the tractor to the village.

At that time, lock up the village department, and wait for the matter of Fujitengcai to be dealt with before distributing these things.

After that, Qian Weimin took Wen Qiang to the rattan vegetable field.

When Song Xi saw her old acquaintance Wen Qiang, she was so excited that she almost went up to say hello, but she regained her senses in an instant, and it was her men's 'Lan Tian' who made friends with Wen Qiang, not Song Xi.

If you greet yourself abruptly, embarrassing things may happen.

Where Wen Qiang saw Song Xi, he felt short of breath.

She was much whiter and prettier than when he first came to Ping'an Village to donate clothes. Her eyes were black and bright, as if everything around her had faded.

Qian Weimin called Wu Zhuhua from the field and asked her to go home and cook first, and cook a few more dishes.

At noon, Comrade Wen and Comrade Qin went to their house for dinner, Wu Zhuhua nodded happily, and hurried home to prepare lunch.

The people who picked rattan and rattan vegetables were busy in an orderly manner. Some were in charge of picking, some were in charge of weighing, and some were in charge of binding.

The last person is responsible for framing, and everyone performs their own duties, and it doesn't look messy at all.

"Comrade, you can't pick the ones over there. The ones over there are reserved for seeds." Seeing Wen Qiang reach out to pick the vines and vines that she circled for seeds before, Song Xi hurriedly stepped forward to stop them.

"Oh, sorry, I don't know." Wen Qiang stepped back again and again.

Seeing Song Xi looking at him calmly, he stretched out his hand and scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, then raised his eyes and quietly looked at Song Xi in front of him.

Her appearance can't be described as good-looking only, it can bring people a stunning feeling and also a very attractive feeling, the kind that looks better the more you look at it.

Wen Qiang just looked at her like this, smiling like a fool.

As soon as Zhou Yi came over, he saw a **** man smiling at her daughter-in-law like a fool.

He knows this look too well, it's the same way he looks at his wife.

Song Xi is his daughter-in-law, he can look at her with such eyes.

But who is this **** man, and what right does he have to look at his wife like this?

Hmph, how dare you think about his daughter-in-law?

Don't even think about it.

"Daughter-in-law." Zhou Yi's eyes darkened, and he walked towards Song Xi, and then reached out to hold Song Xi's hand, "Why are you here?"

"I…"

"I asked Xiaoxi to come over to count the numbers." When Song Xi was about to answer, Qian Weimin walked over and answered for Song Xi.

It seems that Song Xi did not tell Zhou Yi about the planting of rattan vegetables.

Then let’s not talk about it for the time being, lest the young lads brag together and say it out.

"Brother Yi, why are you here?" Song Xi asked curiously, could it be that the village chief called here?

"The village chief asked me to work, so I'll go to work first, don't run around." Zhou Yi reached out and rubbed Song Xi's hair, then walked towards the vine and vegetable field with a pole.

When he left, he glanced at Wen Qiang.

He's a man, and he knows men all too well.

He knew what the other party was thinking at a glance.

Xiao misses his daughter-in-law, daydreaming.

Wen Qiang shrunk his neck subconsciously, why did he feel like he was being raped?

He just admired the beauty and did nothing!

After working for several hours, the vines and vegetables in the three acres of land were finally picked.

This time, a total of 8,000 bundles were picked on the three-acre land, and a bundle is about one catty one tael and one catty two tael.

That is to say, it is between eight thousand eight and nine thousand six, and in the end it will be calculated as eight thousand catties.

Because Wen Qiang and the others sell them in bundles of one catty when they go back, and the odds are given to customers.

Give customers a little advantage, and they will be more willing to buy in the future.

After the people who picked rattan and rattan vegetables and did the work left, the remaining leaders went to the village together.

Wen Qiang handed the bag full of money to Song Xi, "Comrade Song Xi, here is 3,200 yuan, order some."

"Okay." Song Xi reached out and took it.

If it was her, she would naturally believe in Wen Qiang's character and would not be too lazy to count money.

But now there are several village cadres around her, and if you don’t count them, everyone is worried.

Song Xi divided the money into five shares and distributed them to several village cadres.

After everyone has counted, add the total.

There was no problem with the amount of money, so Song Xi gave the money to the accountant and asked him to register it.

After confirming that the payment for the goods was correct, Qin Chuan and Wen Qiang left with the tractor.

However, a tractor can only hold half of the vines and rattans. They will send one truck back first, and then come to transport the second truck later.

"How much money is in the account now?" Song Xi was also very happy seeing the red faces of all the village cadres.

Unexpectedly, the first attempt was successful.

The accountant looked at the account book and said, "The first time I bought a bicycle and a radio, and gave rewards to a few aunts, there was only four hundred and ninety-nine yuan left, plus the three thousand and two this time, it was three thousand. Six hundred and ninety-nine, and the reward of one dollar from several aunts will be removed, so there will be three thousand six hundred and ninety-three yuan left in the end."

After the accountant finished speaking, he couldn't help but sigh, "I've never touched so much money before!"

The feeling of counting money is so refreshing, he is willing to count money until his hands cramp.

"Xiaoxi, how do you plan to divide the money now?" Qian Weimin asked.

This money was earned by Song Xi leading everyone, so how to divide it should be based on Song Xi's wishes.

After all, if you don’t understand, you still have to ask Song Xi in the future.

Song Xi has a high level of education and knows more than them.

"Let's distribute five yuan to each household first, and don't move the last two thousand two hundred and eighty-three yuan for the time being. Maybe there is something else in the future!" Song Xi said.

If all the money is sent out at once, it will be difficult to raise funds if there is something in the village.

After all, it is impossible to take money from other people's pockets.

Qian Weimin looked at the accountant, "Then let's divide the money tonight, just to share the things that Comrade Wen sent to everyone."

The accountant nodded and began to tidy up.

At that time, not only will the money be divided, but horses, clothes, and shoes will also be distributed. It must be properly arranged to avoid any mistakes.

Song Xi originally planned to leave, but saw Qian Weimin looking at him with a hesitant expression on his face.

Song Xi was anxiously waiting for him to speak, so she couldn't help but asked, "Uncle Qian, do you have something to say to me?"

"Xiaoxi, you see there are still so many open spaces in our village, what else do you think we can plant better?"

"Is there anything else that grows faster and allows us to make more money in a short time?"

Although I sold rattan vegetables twice, I made a lot of money.

But there is really not much money distributed to each household.

There is still a long way to go to improve everyone's living conditions.

(end of this chapter)