Chapter 153 New Atmosphere

Feng Jiachong also has a new look now. The old man sitting under the big acacia tree in the mouth doing needlework, the gossip is no longer about how much food is harvested in the field, or whose children are working where, but whose family has gone where. City, call back to tell my mother the good news, how much I earn in a month.

Feng Yiping didn't know these things yet, if he knew, he would definitely laugh out loud.

If such an atmosphere really formed, the people who rushed out of the Feng family would rather do small businesses such as setting up shoe repair stalls, riding rickshaws, and collecting scraps in the streets, rather than just thinking about it. It is very gratifying to work part-time on the factory site!

If such a consciousness is really awakened, then Feng Jiachong's future must be very promising! The people of Wenzhou, known as the "Oriental Jews", have upheld such a concept, and finally took root and sprouted all over the world.

After the big waves wash away the sand, among those who put down their hoes and went out, whoever said that the Feng family would definitely not reveal some real gold!

Of course, in the gossip of these old people, there is still one harvest that they are very concerned about, that is, the harvest of chestnuts, which is a big deal now.

As for the chestnut, a fruit tree that allows many families in the village to gain a foothold outside, everyone is no longer as careless as before, letting it grow freely.

After harvesting the chestnuts, the people at home were busy pruning the branches, fetching water from the wells in the valley and the ponds in the mountains, irrigating the trees one by one, and then clearing the weeds under the trees and spreading them under the canopy. A few loads of farmyard manure. After the new year, I have to be busy with grafting. I have to spend money to buy borax and apply some to each tree. I am also busy during the flowering period. I need to spray the borax solution again and thin out the male flowers. ....

Anyway, the old people in the village said with a smile that this is the crop they serve with the most care. This kind of carefulness can catch up with those filial sons who serve their parents.

But there are also times when you feel comfortable, not to mention those who go to the city to make money from this. When collecting chestnuts, I watched those chestnut dealers wandering around the village with scales, and they went from door to door smiling and saying good things, asking to sell more. But in the end, I could only receive those uneven little ones, and they all had a feeling of elation.

You know, in the past few years, they followed behind these dealers, offered cigarettes, made good tea, and said good things with a smile on their faces, hoping that a catty would cost a few cents more. Level up, don't be too high, and the level can be raised. Now, it's completely dropped!

Feng Yiping's three aunts are now the central figures under the big acacia tree. As long as they have time to sit there, there will be a circle of people around them.

However, such leisurely days are much less than before. Except for the busy housework and farm work, they spend most of their time on the contracted mountain.

The mountain is not high, only some low shrubs, thatched grass, and some sparse pine trees. The brothers and their family partnered up to contract the mountain from the village, and surrounded it with a net. Some local breeds of chickens are raised free-range, and the stock is only more than 300. On average, each chicken has a wide range of activities.

It is really free-range. Except for spreading millet once a day in the morning, noon and evening, they let them forage for themselves at other times. When it gets dark, they go back to the chicken coop made of bamboo and thatch on the mountain.

Their main job is to go to the mountain to clean up the chicken manure every day, and then look for the eggs "hidden" by the disobedient hens everywhere. This kind of thing is what their grandchildren like to do most. They run up the mountain after school , In the grass, under the bushes, groping.

These eggs are not worrying about selling, some of them are sent to the province, and the rest are rounded up by the third daughter-in-law's brother's family, and they buy them to bring egg noodles.

The old San Zhenchang said that this is just the beginning. When the demand increases in the future, we will either contract more hills, or build chicken coops and run chicken farms.

The second aunt rarely had free time today, so after lunch and tidying up the house, she took a small bench and a sewing basket and sat under the big acacia tree.

As soon as they sat down, everyone immediately asked, "How many eggs did you collect yesterday?"

"I didn't count them in detail, more than a hundred!"

"Tsk tsk," some old people sighed, "In the early days, this was a rare thing. Except for the guests and family members who cooked a few on the day of the birthday, who would be willing to eat it? Either use it for oil and salt, or take it Going to change the needle and thread, all year round, I am afraid that even a small jar will not be full. Sometimes, if you want to hatch a brood of chickens, you have to borrow a few from other families. Look at it now, what your family collected this day is probably a big one. It won't even fit in the basket."

Isn’t it true? When Feng Yiping was young, on his birthday, he could eat a bowl of egg noodles and two boiled eggs. The rest, that is, when guests came, he would scramble an egg and make egg soup. Not their share.

"Yeah, great changes have been made in the past few years!" The second aunt was also somewhat moved.

"I heard that Uncle Zhenchang told you to grow more glutinous rice next year?" Another old man asked.

"That's right. The third brother said that we need to make glutinous rice chicken. We need a lot of glutinous rice a year. Except for the family's rations, we have to plant glutinous rice in other fields."

"Uncle Zhenchang is amazing now. I heard from my second daughter-in-law that they bought another store in the province this year, and it cost a lot of money." The one who spoke was a daughter-in-law who was helping out in the store in the provincial capital.

"The youngest and the others don't have that much money. Didn't he have a brother-in-law who started a company in the provincial capital? He helped him a little, and the rest was used as a loan for the house he just bought last year. We also helped to raise some money. That's it." Barely enough."

This is what Mei Qiuping called back to tell them. Although the money she earns sometimes makes Mei Qiuping feel a little unreal, she is still very cautious, for fear that people in the village will say that their family is rich. Flowing oil.

"That's amazing. They don't have the confidence to earn it back. How could they spend such a large amount of money? The shops in the province are so expensive!"

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At Zhang Yan’s family in the next county, after school, Zhang Yan has a thick braid on the back of his head, carrying a basket with freshly picked vegetables from the vegetable garden, and from time to time, he greets people on the road obediently.

The younger brother Zhang Hong followed behind, naughtily pressing the basket from time to time, Zhang Yan turned around and chased after him, and he ran away with a smile.

Zhang Yan frightened him, "I'll let you know how powerful it is at night!"

When the siblings returned home, they found that the second uncle and the third uncle had come. The second uncle was fine. The third uncle, who worked as an accountant in the village, used to not come to the house when he was idle. What is going on today?

Not only did they come, but they also brought gifts. Seeing them enter the house, the third uncle in a Chinese tunic suit greeted Zhang Hong, "Come, uncle bought Shandong big apples!"

Ps: Woohoo, no one rewards today, so heartbroken!