He did not dig the ground with everyone, but he broke up the larger soil clods dug by others to facilitate planting.
"it's him?"
"Well, his surname is Liu, Liu Chengyu, and he doesn't say anything most of the time. Director Li gave him the last bit of money in his account a few days ago to go to the hospital for a checkup. The hospital said it was severe gastroenteritis and he needed to eat better.
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Liang Xiaonan came over. Eight-year-old Mao saw it and ran over immediately: "Sister-in-law, why are you here?"
"Tell me about Liu Chengyu's situation."
"He came to Kyoto for training. He has been here for two years. He has three children, but he doesn't even know where they are."
"Where's my wife?"
"In Kyoto, I asked the original orchard leader, and he had no contact with his family."
"What did this person do originally? Li Fengshou, you have to pay more attention. If this person has a background and dies here, you will be in great trouble in the future."
Liang Xiaonan's words really didn't scare him. If he were a big shot, after a few years, these people would finish their training in the countryside, return to the city, and resume their duties. Any one of them could make Li Fengshou, that is, eight-year-old Mao's family settle accounts after the fall, making it difficult to take care of themselves.
Eight-year-old Mao remembered that Liu Chengyu was from Kyoto, and it was said that he was a very big official before he came here.
"Look, eight-year-old Mao, you almost got into trouble." Liang Xiaonan told the truth. If something happens to a person of this status, even if he has no family, his friends will hold Yu County responsible.
"Sister-in-law, what should we do? Our farm has no money now. Look, among the 50 people sent, more than 20 are like this. Not to mention that the farm has not improved yet, even if it does, half of the employees will
If it gets sick, the whole farm will collapse."
Eight-year-old Mao originally thought that he would just cultivate the land and run a farm. Who would have thought that there would be so many things to do in management? Before the farm was up, a group of people would be crowded into it. If it was up, the whole farm would be crowded into who knows how many more people.
Liang Xiaonan said: "Can you second someone here? I am the only one in the mulberry garden over there. I will second him there and I will pay his salary, okay?"
Eight-year-old Mao didn't want to drag Liang Xiaonan into the water. These people didn't seem to know how to work. Why would they be seconded for nothing?
It would be nice if Zhou Yan was here.
Thinking of Zhou Yan, eight-year-old Mao immediately asked: "Sister-in-law, where is Brother Zhou?"
Liang Xiaonan said she didn’t know. She was probably doing her own business and hadn’t seen anyone for many days. They were not married now, so she couldn’t always run to Zhou Yan’s house!
Eight-year-old Mao called Wang Xiangwei over, and Liang Xiaonan said that I would second Liu Chengyu there, and I would bear all his salary and medical expenses.
After some discussion, Wang Xiangwei immediately agreed to the "secondment". Eight-year-old Mao asked if he wanted to make a report. Wang Xiangwei said: "What kind of report should I make? Anyone who goes to the countryside for training like this can just tell the superiors."
Wang Xiangwei called Liu Chengyu from the field: "Liu Chengyu, our farm hasn't been started yet. Comrade Xiaoliang next door wants to second you to come over. After discussing with Farm Manager Li, I agreed that you can go. You pack your things and follow."
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Liu Chengyu said nothing and walked unsteadily to pack his luggage.
Liang Xiaonan went back to his office first, and after waiting for a while, Eight-year-old Mao came over with Liu Chengyu.
Liu Chengyu, hunched over and carrying a blanket on his back, stood in the office and said: "Ahem, Comrade Xiaoliang, please take care of me in the future."
Even though he was in such a sorry state, he still spoke in a gentle manner, his voice was neither high nor arrogant.
Liang Xiaonan knew that such people should not be looked down upon, but there was no need to be overly enthusiastic. They all had their own principles and rules for doing things.
"Comrade Liu, there is a dormitory next to the warehouse at the back. You go and make your own bed. There are ingredients by the stove. Make some food yourself. Come to me when you are full."
Liang Xiaonan didn't show any special care, she just treated her subordinates with the same attitude. Of course, he was an old man, and her tone was very polite.
Liu Chengyu nodded. To be honest, he thought the new leaders Li Fengshou and Wang Xiangwei were pretty good, and he had a better impression of Liang Xiaonan.
The girl in front of him had a familiar temperament, which was the kind of temperament he had in the environment where he worked before. She was not Li Fengshou or Wang Xiangwei, she looked like a raw melon and egg at first glance.
Her attitude and sense of propriety made him very comfortable.
Liu Chengyu went to take care of himself. Eight-year-old Mao was curious: "How are you going to arrange it for him?"
Liang Xiaonan said: "My mulberry garden here is too big. I can't plant all the trees. The production capacity of the silkworm factory is not too high. These mulberry trees are enough for now. In the remaining land, I want to raise rabbits, chickens and sheep."
I want Liu Chengyu to take care of the pigs for me."
Eight-year-old Mao immediately became interested: "Sister-in-law, my farm has so much land, I have also set aside a piece of land to raise rabbits, chickens, sheep and pigs. If you get some seedlings, can you give us a batch?"
It’s really difficult for the state-owned farm now. After a document was approved, the land was given, and 50 people were stuffed into it. There was no money or supplies, and nothing could be produced.
The county wants to be like Liang Xiaonan's mulberry garden. They don't care about anything. They leave it to you, Liang Xiaonan, to plant it. They don't care about the seedlings, the silkworm seeds, or how they are raised. They have to hand in all the cocoons, and it only costs 3 yuan per pound.
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The silk reeling factories in the south have to pay 10 yuan per catty to collect silkworm cocoons. They only have 10,000 acres more land for Liang Xiaonan than the silk reeling factories in the south, which saves the cost of 7 yuan per catty. They don't care about the fields, they are all deserted.
For several years, I have been idle.
So they didn't interfere with whatever Liang Xiaonan wanted to grow or do. The only condition was that it couldn't delay the silkworm factory's production.
While they were talking, Liu Chengyu came over. He was not the kind of person who was indifferent. Liang Xiaonan asked him to clean the bed. He went to clean it and asked him to get some food. He couldn't do it. It was "work" time now.
Liang Xiaonan pointed to the chair next to him and said to him: "You sit down for a while while I discuss something with Director Li."
Liu Chengyu sat there and listened quietly without interrupting.
Liang Xiaonan said to Eight-year-old Mao: "It doesn't matter what you want now. I have an idea. With so much land over there, you can plant apple and walnut trees. I will give you the seedlings. The condition is that the apples and walnuts
All the fruits produced during the year must be sold to me. No matter how much it is, even 1 cent per catty, I will take it all."
Eight-year-old Mao was so happy. Even if the apples sold well in the market, they only cost 3 cents per catty. They didn't have to pay anything for the seedlings, and they could still get 10 cents per catty. This was like providing help in times of need, and giving them a pillow when they were drowsy.
Liang Xiaonan added: "You continue to apply for the money for the machinery. If it is not approved, I will rent my machinery to you first, and you will pay me the rent on a daily basis."
Eight-year-old Mao was about to kowtow to her. It was too difficult for him to be the farm director.
"You go back and discuss it with Wang Xiangwei. If you agree, we will sign a contract. Don't go back on your word when the superiors see that the results are good!"
Eight-year-old Mao said: "It is impossible to regret this."
He hurried back and asked Wang Xiangwei to sign the contract.
Liu Chengyu watched Liang Xiaonan and Eight-year-old Mao talking, saying nothing and lowering his eyes, as if he didn't hear anything.