When Zhang Wang's family just proposed Baoshan, they didn't mention the price. They clearly meant that it was lower than the market price or simply that it would cost two bucks.
Song Tan accepted his love.
What he just said about entrusting his mountain land to Song Tan was referring to the slope below his house, which happened to be connected to the wasteland in the back mountain.
It's about twenty acres, one-sixth of this bowl-shaped mountain range. The mountains and forests are certainly not as good as the fields, but the Zhang Wang family is very capable. This mountain land is all planted with kudzu, and they can also make money.
Kudzu was not planted intentionally in the first place.
However, there were a lot of kudzu vines growing in this forest. Aunt Zhang was clever and she dug out one or two hundred kilograms of kudzu powder one winter and dried out more than ten kilograms of kudzu powder. In addition to giving it to the children, she also earned eighteen hundred yuan from the rest.
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The next year, the couple deliberately cleared the land and buried more fertilizer to allow the wild kudzu to take root and spread quickly.
Now every winter, the couple can make tens of thousands of dollars from this.
Ten thousand yuan may not sound like a lot, but the advantage is that it costs nothing! All you need to do is put in the effort.
If you want to make money on this mountain, you have to invest a lot in the early stage, which is not cost-effective for the villagers.
So the two interplanted some beans, watermelons, peanuts and the like. The harvest was really average, but relying on these, they could earn another two to three thousand yuan.
Therefore, the old couple no longer went out to work, but peacefully took care of the family fields.
Now in early April, the green leaves of the kudzu vine are sprouting. It is not a good time to dig kudzu. It will be the best time until winter.
Moreover, digging kudzu and clearing mountains and forests now is not in time for the good farming season. Therefore, neither of them mentioned the matter of Baoshan now.
But because of this consideration, Song Tan gave suggestions and sincerity:
"Uncle Zhang, it's not enough for you to just take the money away. Let me tell you, hold this money firmly in your hands first, and don't give it to your children for anything."
"When you feel it's time, just donate it directly. Donations cannot be recovered. It's about doing good and accumulating virtue. We will be blessed in the next life."
There will be no afterlife. Song Tan is a cultivator of immortality, not of the Netherworld. Now that the spiritual energy here is pitifully thin, she can't say for sure.
But for the Zhang Wang family, spiritual sustenance is stronger than anything else!
At this moment, he really reacted: "Yes, yes! I will donate everything in your aunt's name. I will accumulate blessings for her! Let her live a good life in the next life!"
His look was one of visible appreciation:
"You young people are more educated and know better."
Turning around, I remembered another worry: "What if I have an accident?"
Who can say for sure?
If you are found to be ill, you can make arrangements for the funeral when you have time. But if you encounter a natural or man-made disaster, such as a fall on the ground or something like that...
They have thought about it in such detail. I think Zhang Wang’s family really thought about it carefully and thoroughly.
And then I think about the fact that they went to town specifically to ask about the policy on severing ties...
Song Tan also answered seriously: "Then I will take you to the city when I have time, and we will make an appointment with a lawyer to write a will. Then, we will spend a few hundred yuan to have it notarized."
"When the time comes, how will you arrange your affairs after your death? How will you arrange this money? In front of the national law, your biological children will not be able to recover it."
This is the first time that the Zhang Wang family heard something so detailed. At this moment, they just looked relieved: "Okay, okay, let's do it like this!"
After thinking for a while, he said: "Don't worry, I'll ask the lawyer to write another one when the time comes. If something happens to me while I'm working for you, no one is allowed to extort money!"
Seeing that the other party's back was much straighter, he went home in high spirits.
Song Tan sighed, looked at the barren mountain that was almost restored, and let out a sigh of relief——
There are really too many things at home, and now that someone can come to do the work, it seems like a lot of burdens have been lifted off at once.
However, Song Sancheng was a little hesitant: "Tan Tan, didn't you discuss with your Grandpa Li not to give him a salary and ask him to show us the rice fields?"
"Here, your Uncle Zhang has given another two thousand, should you tell him to hide it and not tell anyone?"
Song Tan laughed: "No, Dad."
The original intention of Zhang Wang's family was to tell him to hide it, so what's the point of his job? He might as well go out to work.
"We have so much work to do, we have to find some reliable people to do it. Let us know the salary first, so that others won't have to ask for too much, which is inappropriate and hurt their feelings."
When working in the village, even if these short-term workers earn one or two hundred yuan a day, when it comes to long-term and stable wages, two thousand yuan is just about the same.
After all, farm work can be done as soon as it is available, and it can be postponed if it is not available. Therefore, after all these years, except for large-scale agricultural plans, I have not heard of anyone hiring a long-term worker to do farm work.
This leads to the fact that people who are willing to endure hardships think the wages are low, and those who don’t think the wages are low may not necessarily like to work. However, farmers’ families really cannot afford high wages.
Song Sancheng took a puff of cigarette: "I know this, but I'm just afraid that Grandpa Li will feel uncomfortable hearing it..."
Don’t worry about scarcity, but worry about inequality!
Song Tan shook his head: "My Grandpa Li has filial descendants. Besides, he doesn't do any hard work. He just uses his palms to look around and walks around a few times when he has nothing to do."
"You said that if I offer a salary of 2,000 yuan for this job, why would the other old men and women in the village go crazy? So we discussed it earlier. If he is willing, we won't mention the money, and we will help deliver rice, flour, grain and oil.
, it’s more convenient than him buying it alone.”
"At the end of the year, we will cut another twenty kilograms of pork, and that will be enough."
"If you don't like it, just say it."
Song Sancheng breathed a sigh of relief: "I know... Just make it clear."
He turned around and became proud again: "Look at my daughter doing things in an orderly manner now, she is indeed my daughter!"
Song Tan:......
This is really your father. Your daughter has only been working in society for less than two years from the ivory tower of university. Now she is so clear-headed. Why don’t you think about it?
However, she was also happy to reassure her parents and asked again:
"Dad, after tomorrow, I think the fields at the door will be almost plowed. When the water is released from the pond, the two rice fields below will be prepared."
"Then the vegetable seeds should be sown, and the vegetable seedlings should be moved. Now it's up to you to take care of the back hill."
Song Sancheng glanced at her: "Can I still do it? I'm the only one taking care of it."
"Besides, your Uncle Zhang will be here tomorrow!"
"Oh, by the way," he thought of another thing.
"Your uncle called and said that we will all go back to our hometown to visit the grave tomorrow. We have a large family, so don't forget to tell your grandma tonight that you won't be picking tea tomorrow morning, and you can help make a meal."
