Chapter three hundred and eighty fifth Chinese New Year family words
After returning home, Zhang Junping washed up, changed his clothes, and went to his grandfather's house.
Zhang Junping's grandparents are still alive, so they naturally have to go to his grandfather's house to celebrate the New Year. This is also the rule.
The mother, aunt and other sisters-in-law, plus the unmarried daughter at home, were busy preparing New Year's Eve dinner in the courtyard and kitchen.
"My boss is pretty good and has brought face to our Zhang family.
However, I am not a bad person. This year, the greenhouse made more than 10,000 yuan, which made the members greedy.
Starting next year, the whole village will implement the greenhouse vegetable project. Next year, our Jiahe Village will become a Ten Thousand Yuan Village.
What is this called? I am a hero and a good man!" Zhang Yingyao, the father, was sitting in the first position on the right, talking eloquently about his great achievements.
Dad is the production team leader in the village, but at home, not to mention the main position, he doesn't have a share in the first position on the left.
As for juniors like Zhang Junping, they can only stand.
Zhang Junping received special treatment. He didn't have to stand, and a small stool was added next to his grandfather.
Listening to his father's talk, Zhang Junping had time to take a good look at his father.
A year has passed. Although it is very hard for my father to work in the greenhouse, his complexion is much better than last year. Even the gray hair on the temples is much less.
Wearing a leather jacket on the upper body and a brand new Chinese tunic suit underneath, he has the air of a high-spirited and arrogant cadre.
This is what middle-aged men in their fifties should look like in future generations.
The only thing that was a little discouraging was the pipe pot in my father's hand, otherwise it would look more like a cadre.
"Let's see what you can do. Didn't your idea of building a greenhouse come from my grandson? He even made a model for you, but you got it wrong at the beginning!" Grandpa can't stand it when Dad brags.
Looks like this, exposing the shortcomings.
"That's my son too!" The father didn't care at all and smiled proudly.
"That's my grandson!" the grandfather said, leaving the father speechless.
"Dad, this greenhouse is not suitable for village-wide promotion. The greenhouse temperature is high, the vegetable growth cycle is short, and the yield is high.
If dozens or hundreds of greenhouses are launched at once, have you considered how to sell vegetables in these greenhouses?
We ordinary people all understand the principle that cheap grain hurts farmers.
If vegetables cannot be sold and the price is too low, it will hurt farmers." Zhang Junping reminded.
"It's okay, you can go to Yuandu to sell it. Guarding such a big Yuandu, are you still worried that the vegetables won't be sold?" Dad said nonchalantly.
Jiahe Village has a tradition of growing vegetables since ancient times.
Now that the fields have been distributed to each household, each person in Jiahe Village has one mu and two portions of grain land, and each person also has four portions of vegetable land.
Most of the vegetables grown in these vegetable fields are sold to Yingqiu and Yuandu, and some are even transported to BJ to supply BJ citizens.
Of course, only shelf-stable vegetables such as Chinese cabbage and radishes are shipped to BJ.
Of course, in this era, only supply and marketing cooperatives have the ability to transport vegetables to BJ.
In addition, it is simply impossible for a private person to go to BJ to sell vegetables.
A cart of vegetables is not enough to pay the toll, not to mention the road bandits along the way. A bad person will lose his life on the road.
"Dad, actually you can contact the supply and marketing cooperative and let them organize sales..."
"Supply and marketing cooperative? That bastard, Lao Luo, is a vampire. My very good foreign persimmons can be sold for seven or eight cents per catty when shipped to Yuan. Lao Luo only gave my son ten cents per catty, which is not enough money.
"As soon as the sales agency was offered, my father became furious.
"Dad, the price can be negotiated, and this matter is also good for them.
In the middle of winter, supply and marketing cooperatives can supply fresh vegetables to people in urban areas. What a great political achievement is this?
If Director Luo you are talking about is not happy, then you can directly go past him and go to the director of Yingqiu County Supply and Marketing Cooperative. I don't believe that the director of Yingqiu County Supply and Marketing Cooperative is so ignorant.
If that happens, I will sponsor two trucks, and then we will go directly to Yuandu to sell vegetables."
If it were an ordinary parent, they would definitely say: If you have two dollars to burn, what kind of truck should you buy? There is a carriage in the village, and you can go to the city to sell vegetables without burning oil.
However, Dad is not an ordinary person and thinks about problems from a different perspective, "This is great!
Boss, I don’t think you want to go to Director Luo or Director Ma. You can just buy two trucks for the village.
I am so envious of Lao Li and the others that I asked him to get a tractor to show off to me for almost a year."
After Zhang Yingyao finished speaking, he saw his father glaring at him and quickly added, "Pingzi, the village won't let you suffer when buying a car.
The village borrowed it from you and will pay it back to you when it has the money."
“Dad, when did I tell you to buy a car for the village?
I have just donated more than 300,000 yuan to the village to build roads. As a descendant of the Zhang family, I have done a good enough job. Any more would be too much." Zhang Junping said with a smile.
"Didn't you just say you wanted to buy a truck?" Dad glared.
"I said I bought a truck, but I didn't buy it for the village.
The eldest and second brothers in my uncle's family are all idle, and the second and third brothers in my aunt's family are also idle. They are not willing to go to the BJ.
I bought the car for them."
"No, no! Pingzi, neither you nor I know how to drive, so it's useless for you to buy one." The eldest brother refused repeatedly.
The eldest brother and the second brother do not want to accept Zhang Junping's support. Firstly, it is because of their pride, and secondly, it is out of habit.
Very early on, the relationship between Zhang Junping's family and his uncle's family was not good. To be precise, the relationship between his mother and his aunt was not good.
The relationship between sisters-in-law is more delicate and difficult to get along with than the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.
Before the family was separated, my mother and aunt had many quarrels and quarrels.
The uncle, the father, the eldest brother and the second brother were often caught in the middle.
In the past, as long as the eldest and second brothers helped their mother with something, they would be scolded when they got home.
Later, after the family was separated, the relationship between the mother-in-law and sister-in-law eased a lot.
At least the two sisters have not quarreled in the past few years, and they can talk when they meet, but that's all superficial.
How can conflicts that have lasted for more than ten years be eliminated so easily?
The eldest brother and the second brother didn't want to go to the BJ because they wanted to take care of the aunt's mood.
"Big brother and second brother, I didn't give you the car as a gift, I lent it to you, and you will return it to me after you make money.
Master, please say something!" Zhang Junping knew what the eldest and second brothers were worried about, so he turned to look at his grandfather and said.
"Well! Just take the Pingzi for you! I'll go talk to your mother!" Grandpa knocked his pipe and pot on the table and said in a deep voice.
"Pingzi, I would like to thank you on behalf of your two countries! However, they can't drive either.
How about letting them follow you to BJ next year!" The uncle said.
I have been holding this sentence in my heart for a long time, especially when I saw other people in the village making money following Zhang Junping.
The uncle became more serious and determined to let his two sons go to BJ with him.
If any of the ladies in the family dare to gibber again, I will beat her to death if I don't.