Faced with his father's strength, Zhang Fuyi did not dare to refute it, and could only secretly scold his father for cheating his son in his heart.

Buying a tractor is that simple?

There are only a few indicators to buy a tractor, and there are only a few indicators to be assigned to each commune and township every year.

No, it’s a bit exaggerated to say that a few indicators are a bit of an exaggeration. In fact, many times, one indicator may not be assigned to a year, and then so many villages compete for one indicator.

As for tractors that don’t have indicators, or just ask for indicators from above, I don’t know how many favors it will take or how many people to get it done.

"What? Are you in a dilemma? Compared to Yan Zi, you are in a dilemma for buying a few tractors?" The fifth master glanced at his son who was not speaking and snorted in dissatisfaction.

"No, I'm just thinking about who can buy a tractor and waiting for the commune's indicators is definitely not reliable." Zhang Fuyi said very heartily.

"Yes!" The fifth master nodded.

"You old guys, especially the third brother, have done a very bad job. I have repeatedly said that you should not behave like the old manager of your tribe who has gone out. You should use feelings to warm them and use family affection to influence them.

them.

What you do today is very sad." Wu Ye said with his eyes closed slightly.

The voice was not loud, as if he was talking in a sleep, and he was a little vague.

However, there was a flash of light in the slightly narrowed eyes, which was very scary.

...

"Brother, how could you agree to help the village get a quota for working in the city?

Just let them find the second uncle. His big leader is not a matter of just one sentence." Zhang Ping complained to Zhang Yan.

Of course, this kind of complaint reveals concern.

"I didn't lie, it's really not easy for the second uncle now.

It is precisely because he is a big leader now that he cannot bother him and let him quarrel about this little thing."

"Brother, going to the city to work is not a trivial matter."

"Haha, you didn't say it just now, it's a trivial matter for the second uncle."

Zhang Yan smiled and patted Zhang Ping on the shoulder, "You said that you should keep the favor of the second uncle and get you a canteen director in two years. Wouldn't it be good?

Why waste it in the village?”

"Brother, can I be the director of the canteen?" Zhang Ping looked surprised and excitedly forgot the question just now.

"You, you are not qualified yet, you will exercise for two years first.

When you have a child and become more mature, I will go to the second uncle to talk to you." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"Brother, what about me? Can I be the captain of the transportation team?" Zhang An looked at Zhang Yan with anticipation.

"Yes, but you have to become a formal driver first, and then polish it for a year or two. It's still okay to be the leader of the transport team.

However, you should learn more knowledge and unite your colleagues in daily life.

Otherwise, if you are brought up, your colleagues will not approve of you, and the leader will be in a difficult position." Zhang Yan nodded with a smile.

“I’ll tell you a story.

In ancient times, there was a man whose abilities were not very good, and neither civil nor military skills were possible.

However, he has one advantage, which is that he likes to make friends.

He made a large group of friends, among which some of them had higher martial arts skills than him and some had better knowledge than him.

Later, everyone rebelled together, and in the end this man became the emperor.

Do you know why?"

"Why?"

"You think about it yourself! When you figure it out, you will be qualified to be leaders." Zhang Yan smiled and patted his two younger brothers on the shoulders.

This is a story and a very profound human nature.

If you really study it thoroughly, not to mention how big a leader you are, at least the canteen director and transportation captain Zhang Yan mentioned before will be fine at all.

Zhang Yan took his younger brother around the village and gave all the wishes to those of the Yu generation in the village before returning home.

The Yu generation is from Grandpa Zhang Yan's generation.

Their seniority ranking is: the family is passed down from poetry and etiquette, the good and the loyal, the good and the good are brilliant, the good and the good are prosperous, the good and the blessings are learned, and the virtues are suitable for learning, and the good and the good are always met.

Therefore, Zhang Yan's name should be Zhang Ziyan, but their generation happened to catch up with the chaotic era, so many people have only one word for their names.

However, in the genealogy, their names are still written according to generation.

Zhang Zixing, Zhang Ziyan, Zhang Ziping, Zhang Zi'an.

When he returned home, Zhang Fusheng had not come back yet, Zhang Yan sent Zhang Ping and Zhang An, took some meat fish, and went to his grandfather's house to prepare supper.

Show your skills to your family.

Zhang Yanze stayed at home and chatted with Tong Mei and Zhang's mother.

It is rare to have the New Year and be able to rest assured, so Zhang Yan is naturally happy to spend more time with his family.

"I don't want anything else now, I just hope to hug my grandson as soon as possible. Besides, the second and third brother get married early, and while I can still move now, I can help you take care of the children." Zhang's mother held Tong Mei's hand.

, said with a smile on his face.

"Mom, you are not old at all. Look at your current look. You say you are forty years old this year, and someone believes it." Tong Mei said with a smile.

During this period, Zhang's mother often took the medicinal wine that Zhang Yan made specifically for Tong Mei. Not only did her face, but her whole body was much better than when she was in the village.

In addition, she is in a good mood, Zhang's mother now tends to get younger and younger.

"Mom, it's not easy for you to hold your grandson. Tong Mei will be able to give birth to a child when the New Year is over. I see, this child is a boy. When next year, the second and third brothers get married, they will soon have children.

I'm afraid that you can't hold me with so many grandchildren at that time." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"It's okay, I can't hold it, and there is also the old guy that your father has.

If he dares to go out and hang out and don’t hold his grandson, he will see how I deal with him." Zhang’s mother said viciously.

Zhang Yan and Tong Mei looked at each other and smiled secretly in their hearts.

Zhang's mother was cowardly for a lifetime, but she didn't expect that when she got old, she would become more powerful.

It can be foreseen that Zhang Fusheng’s good days will probably not be many in the future.

In the evening, the family came to my grandfather's house and got together briefly.

Everyone praised Zhang Ping's craftsmanship.

He said that Zhang Ping finally grew up and had a promising future. Zhang Yan's grandfather was even more happy and drank two more glasses of wine.

The next day, Zhang Yan originally wanted to take his wife and family to the market, but he was blocked at home early in the morning.

They all came to him to write Spring Festival couplets.

The Spring Festival couplets written by Zhang Yan were famous last year, so naturally many people are thinking about asking him to write Spring Festival couplets.

However, he just came back yesterday, and everyone was embarrassed to come to find him, so naturally I will not be polite to him again today.

Helplessly, Zhang Yan could only stay at home to write Spring Festival couplets, and asked Zhang Ping and Zhang An to take their family to the market.

Another day passed, on the 29th day of the New Year, the second uncle finally took the second aunt back to Zhangjiayu.

The second uncle's specifications for going home were much higher, and the little Jeep sent it.
Chapter completed!