《Lie and win in the chronology with space (MTL)》Chapter 62
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Wang Cuizhi's clothes softened, and hid in the wing and did not come out all afternoon, as if she was afraid that her daughter-in-law's sturdy little aunt would force her to puncture her again.
Listening to that, her daughter-in-law has treated pigs with needles, so how can she treat people? Why didn't she know that her daughter-in-law was also a country veterinarian? It's enough to be eliminated!
As long as she thought about her daughter-in-law seeing Tian Ge pigs watching the feces of animals in the countryside, she was so disgusted that she lost her appetite and couldn't eat dinner.
Don't eat it if you don't eat it. It just corresponds to the excuse that she was suffering from heat stroke earlier, so she made up her lie, so as to save her daughter-in-law to get the handle on her.
Wang Cuizhi hid in the house and secretly ate the peach crisp chicken cake brought in the bag.
She could see it clearly, she couldn't make good money with her daughter-in-law.
In the past few years at Fang's house, in addition to saving the living expenses sent back by her son every month, she also secretly saved a lot of private money.
The divorce this time has even led to Fang Jianting's old passbook.
The old thing has been guarding her, and the coffin is held tightly, not telling her where it is.
Can that fool her? She is so diligent and clean alone, which part of the house has she not cleaned? She can know about multiple mouse holes, not to mention finding a passbook!
Wang Cuizhi held the passbook, facing the sun in the west wing that was not working hard for a long time, squinted and counted the money on the passbook, counting several times, it was still more than 2,000 yuan, and the eyes that were no longer clear were filled with a smug smile.
With this amount of money, what can she think about? You can eat whatever you like, wear whatever you like, no one needs to be angry!
The only thing he was afraid of was that the Fang family would come back and find trouble for her.
Fang's family are all greedy, didn't they sell Fang Minghua for the benefit of Zhang Zhonghua? Would you be willing to lose such a large sum of money?
Although her son disturbed the turbid waters of Fang and Zhang's family before leaving, and even the backers behind Fang Zhonghua were brought down, the Fang family also came to investigate the matter of Fang's family's bribes to Zhang Zhonghua, using Fang Minghua's lead. If they lose something, they can also push them, which was also her original plan.
But as the saying goes, a thin dead camel is bigger than a horse, and a rotten boat has three pounds of nails. Fang Zhonghua, his uncle and grandfather have been working for so many years, and they have real power in their hands. There must be more cases of corruption and profit behind their backs. The roots of the tree are big and deep, so don't even try to find out for a while.
On the surface, these two people are just a thread, and it is uncertain how many people are connected behind. In order to protect themselves, those people have to introduce a scapegoat if they can't say it, how suitable the Fang family is!
Wang Cuizhi wasn't worried that her former husband's family would be implicated. She wished that it would be cut more cleanly in the future, and no one would ask her to check the money.
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What she was afraid of was that she would be bitten instead of killing a snake. Those people confessed to each other about the bankbook, so she would have missed it.
Can the greedy Fang family let her go? Even if he goes in and spends a few years in prison, he will still find her to collect debts when he is released.
For this, Wang Cuizhi didn't even think about it, and followed his son back to the army with a burning buttocks. It's safe here!
The son did not do well in the army, and he still managed hundreds of people under his command, so wouldn't he kill whoever he wanted?
Wang Cuizhi had the heart to come to his son's side to hide from the wind, but he didn't want to let his son's parents live.
She has been used to being the master of the house for most of her life, so how can she be willing to submit to others' control?
Besides, she's not old, wouldn't it be fragrant if she took another step to become a family?
The son has a hard heart, and he has a sullen face all day long and can't say a good word. He is also on assignments all the year round and can't be at home.
You still have to find a step-wife by yourself, and grow old together with her. It is best to have more sons at the other end of the family, and then raise her old together.
It is impossible to count on raising a child to prevent old age and leaving her own son here!
After Wang Cuizhi counted the money in the passbook, he thought that he had to take out the money in the passbook that came from Fang Jianting. The original one was quickly burned to save worry.
This is fast, and you have to avoid people. There are many people living on the side of the army, and they have to register for interrogation when entering and leaving, which is inconvenient.
Still have to go out and live.
But she was an old lady alone and couldn't live without her own son, so she had to move out by herself, which was even more eye-catching.
The most appropriate way is to quickly find a new wife and move directly to a new home, with freedom of entry and exit. Isn't this a matter of course?
The wily Wang Cuizhi wrapped the two passbooks in a handkerchief, wandered around the room, and finally climbed to the bottom of the bed. Through the narrow gap between the bedboards, he tied the handkerchief wrapped with the passbooks to the bedboard with a needle and thread.
Hiding the most important possessions on the body, making sure that the handkerchief and the handkerchief would not be blown by the wind and could not be bitten by mice, Wang Cuizhi poured the water in the cup and wiped his hands.
The man surnamed Zhang had a lame leg and walked with a limp, which was not good-looking. Although Xiao Guo, who was in charge of personnel, said that this old Zhang was skilled and could repair machinery, he was also a stock chief when he started working in the factory, and his salary was not high. It will be low;
but, it's always unsatisfactory to hurt the leg, how much is it a joke for the two of them to walk together? In the future, she will be semi-paralyzed when she is old, and she does not want to continue to serve.
The one with the surname Mao was okay, but he had two broken fingers, and he was able to walk and do what he could without delaying anything. That's right, the person looks very stubborn, and if she talks to him, she likes to ignore it, don't be a stone that can't be covered, so what is she doing here?
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That Xiao Zhao is not bad, he is a few years younger than her, he has complete limbs, and there is no major flaw in his personality. He is also passionate about her, but he is poor.
Above is a sick old lady, and her brother is not very healthy, either sick or dead, and below is a pair of sons left by the previous wife, who are also very sick.
This big family of medicine jars, I don't know how much money I have to lose all year round, I am afraid that the gold and silver mountains are not enough to squander.
Instead, she wanted to live with this young and strong Xiao Zhao, who was sweet and talkative. She would definitely be able to end her life, and she would be able to nourish her as a woman. Just thinking about it would make her beautiful.
Just one, I'm afraid she won't have enough money on her.
That’s all, although people are important, pensions are even more important. Let's look again, it's a pity that Xiao Zhao has such a strong body.
Wang Cuizhi smacked his lips regretfully, sighed and pondered over and over again before throwing it aside, and continued to count and compare with his fingers.
Wang Cuizhi stopped here, and the whole family atmosphere was harmonious.
Jian Xinzhu had read the newspapers that published Jian Qingtong's articles, and all of them had a pious expression like a pilgrimage, and they were proud and praised, and they didn't want to wash their hands.
It's not the first time that Jian Qingtong has been praised, and her face has been exercised.
Jane's family naturally answers her questions.
"The pig farm over Liu Liu's family is doing well. After you leave for two days, the pigs will all be well. They can eat, sleep, and grow meat without delaying the slaughter. Fengjiazhuang Brigade is looking to make a fortune this year. If you can divide pork, have a big fat year!
All those bastards with pink eye who were poisoned with rat poison are all locked up. The captain over there has spoken, and even if they leave the re-education through labor, they are not allowed to live in the village. The production team should not do this. The worms, call the hair match at the Northwest Farm."
Jian Qingtong nodded secretly after listening to her auntie's words, it turned out that the hair match at the Northwest Farm came from here.
Jian Qingsong also talked about things at home.
"Brother Qingshan was elected as the new party secretary of our production team with a high vote. He is leading people to build a greenhouse. The big guy is very enthusiastic and does not want to lose to the next brigade.
Even the leaders of the commune came down to inspect. I heard that you proposed it. Does the army want to harvest vegetables and fruits, so it is not necessary to promote planting in the whole commune.
Brother Qingshan has learned from your saying about getting rich first and then getting rich, saying that we should take us as a pilot first, and then fully promote it after we have successful experience, like this It is more secure, and it saves everyone from making more detours.
The leaders of the commune praised us for our high consciousness, encouraged us to work hard, and strived to be rated as an advanced collective by the end of the year, and earned honors and benefits. "
Jian Xinzhu was drinking tea, watching his son and daughter play with Tang Guo in the car, and listening to them chatting.
Listening to his eldest nephew Guang's good news, but not bad news, he cleared his throat and said,
"Brother Zhao, we are not outsiders, and neither is my uncle ." If I tell you routines in an official tongue, I will ask you something real. The first one, you came up with the idea of greenhouse vegetables, can you help solve it technically?
I went to Qingshan in the technical station of the commune to inquire, but there are no technicians who understand this, and there are no books or materials on this subject. Can what you say really work?
There is this vegetable grown, where to sell it? The cost of vegetables in this greenhouse is high, and it must be more expensive to sell than those grown in the field? Can people really buy it? What if you can't sell it.
The same goes for fruit trees. It is no problem, we can follow the technicians to learn management. Just planting such a large garden, can it really sell? That's not a matter of 1800 jins, but tens of thousands of jins, tens of thousands of jins!
The peach stuff rots fast and is not easy to store, but don't work hard for a whole year, and you won't be able to sell it in the rotten field again, so the common people will definitely have an opinion.
Same goes for strawberries.
Have you thought about all this? "
Jian Xinzhu asked such a question, and the atmosphere in the room calmed down.
Jian Qingci sat in the stroller with her niece and was pushed by her brother to run around the living room, laughing loudly.
When the adults didn't speak, she appeared to be her. The indulgent laughter was harsh and impolite , and she was so frightened that she quickly covered her mouth and looked over in a panic.
What's the matter?
With a consonant heart, he gently pushed the car behind the screen with a wink, holding his breath and quietly looking out, his eyes full of worry.
Tang Guo was frightened, her small mouth was shriveled, and her tears flowed, and she whimpered and called her mother. When her aunt covered her mouth, she was both frightened and coaxed not to cry out, but she was even more scared.
Seeing that a howl was about to be brewed, the magic sound filled his ears, and suddenly he heard Jian Qingtong's unhurried voice outside.
"Uncle, what you said is very necessary. It's just like doing practical things. I thought about it with me.
I have collected and sorted out a batch of books and materials on planting management technology and sent them back to my family. The domestic package is sent to Ordinary mail, it will arrive in about a week, and it should be in my hometown by now.
I have also set up a test field here, which is linked to the above. I can accumulate some experience myself, and I have a way to ask experts for advice when I encounter problems. Don't worry about this big guy. , we have an advantage.
As for the sales of vegetables and fruits, there is no need to worry about this. Not to mention that the supply and marketing cooperatives of vegetable stations in various places are in short supply every day, take 10,000 steps back and say, isn't this still supported by our troops?
There are so many people here. Whether it is to give benefits to soldiers or factory workers, one person can sell tens of thousands of pounds with two pounds. What are you worried about?
Of course, this is just the last retreat. Let's try not to burden others, and we must use our brains to find a way.
If you can't sell fresh vegetables and fruits, you can only wait to rot in the ground? Thinking can't be so rigid. Can you do canned fruit? How many fruits can a canning factory not use?
If the strawberries are not canned, they can be made into jam, dipped in bread, or made into sandwiches or candied haws. If you can't sell them, you can find me.
Vegetables are the same. If you sell it to a restaurant canteen, how about some units that are not allowed to purchase hundreds of kilograms every day? You deliver it directly to your door, pick it up cleanly, and you will definitely be happy to accept it.
Feeding rotten leaves to chickens and pigs kills two birds with one stone.
If you can't sell it all, then make it into dried vegetables and pickled vegetables, make it taste better, and carefully package it, you can also create a brand, and maybe you can export and earn foreign exchange.
Uncle, we can't just wait for others to feed the food into our mouths. Not thinking is a form of laziness. It's easy to be thankless if you act recklessly. You have to do it skillfully.
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