Planting apple trees is really not an easy job. The whole village, old and young, worked together from early morning to dark at night, and then the planting was completed.
It was also a beautiful day. The sun didn't shine all day today, so it was comfortable to work. It rained last night, but it didn't penetrate the soil. The soil was moist and easy to dig but not sticky to the feet.
When Song Tan took the water pump out of the car, his face suddenly felt cold, and thin raindrops fell again. It seemed that the trend was getting bigger...
It's so good now, you don't even need to water the roots.
The people working on the mountain hurriedly went back to take shelter from the rain, but Song Tan was two steps behind. The spiritual energy in his fingers was constantly dense, and it quickly filled the world with the rain.
Soon, in this silent night, the bare apple forest was enveloped by a hazy mist, which was suddenly dispersed by huge raindrops and disappeared.
The dormant root system wrapped and transported in mud balls is spreading in the fresh soil. The trunk and the remaining branches and leaves are breathing hard. The rain is pouring on the ground and rustling, successfully concealing this temporary abnormality.
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Only then did she stop with satisfaction, and quickly went home.
Back home, Song Tan discussed with Ulan: "Mom, everyone hasn't rested all day, how about we increase the salary we agreed on?"
Ulan frowned: "It's inappropriate."
It was an outsider from the village who had just had a glass of white wine. His face was red, and he looked like he was drunk again. It seemed that he was usually just a little naughty and asked now because he was drunk.
Until now, the lights outside the canteen are brightly lit, the aroma of lean meat soup with radish leaves is fragrant, and the small pots of braised pork are trembling in the light, shiny and oily, squeezed in the middle by the table full of vegetables, eye-catching.
So, not only will the positions be better arranged, but management will be easier, and the guys will definitely work harder!
Even Party Secretary Da Zhu sat over and sighed: "You finally know why some township entrepreneurs clearly pay the wrong wages, but they still have a bad reputation and are not convinced by the villagers."
At that time, Song Sancheng seemed to be drunk, and his always honest and sincere face was full of sighs:
The other party reacted: "Just like Zhang Wang's family, right? You can do this too! You are only seventy-eight this year!"
The wages they set are not low in the local area, and the food is solid and good. It can be increased this time, and it can be increased next time. It will not be suitable for a long time.
"This is really bad. Your salary is just like this. It's 3,000 yuan a month. This village only provides food and accommodation."
At that time, even fewer people’s eyes lit up.
Song Sancheng was also cheerful: "What are the requirements for a permanent job? It's not that you have to work if you don't have any work. Basically, you have to work when you have free time."
For a moment, everyone in the family had no idea.
So you also stopped calling to make arrangements.
To use an old saying, this is not—donkey shit, egg shit, and shit face!
So I didn’t feel sad:
Speaking of which, it is also a rather subtle psychological relationship. Ulan may be able to explain it, but being rooted in the countryside for a long time has not made you consciously make other choices——
Party Secretary Da Zhu sighed: "You always thought that Professor Song only did research and agriculture. I especially opened my mouth and said that I am not a country person or a fellow villager. You thought I didn't have any old ideas..."
"80%, what are their requirements for regular workers? What do they think of you?"
Seventy-eight In the countryside, this is indeed a strong labor force that can still work. However, Song Sancheng also agreed to come up and said cheerfully:
That "fitting in" sounds silly.
It’s understandable that it means something bad. Who outside the village will sigh when they hear about the Old Song family in the future?
First of all, despite being so busy now, in fact, until late autumn and early winter, the busiest periods, are over, there will be nothing to do next. The young man can only spend the winter outside the house.
But this is a city with indifferent relationships, and everyone is wandering. Only without money, there is no sense of danger.
Xiaojia sat outside dragging his tired body. Each of them drank two bowls of soup to cheer up. After that, no one was satisfied!
They must have been recruiting workers at that time. At least they were idle for two to eight months in the winter.
From 3000 to 3500, the feeling is the same!
"Everything you do now has to be registered, and we don't have a company. Logically speaking, you can buy seven insurances and one fund, but the young man is young and exceeds the standard. There is no way to buy it... So I think about it outside the family.
, let’s raise the salary by another 500.”
Afterwards, Song Sancheng sighed again:
That kind of sadness only lasted for a short time, because it was very slow, and Xiaojia's focus was on the outsiders in the village who inquired about the recruitment requirements.
That kind of philosophy can be expressed, and it may even seem unpretentious to express it, but only by being personally involved can one understand the young man's heart.
Song Tan can understand that, but listen to your mother, I can say that she is definitely wrong, but a small amount of the time she is wrong.
Next, now that my fellow countrymen are drinking and eating food in the countryside, I agree to it as soon as my brain is cold, but can I really work hard later? Not necessarily.
But outside the village, that is where we return to our roots after falling leaves, it is our home.
Sure enough, Zhang Siling was right: it is Lizhou County and Yuantai Province.
To be honest, the money spent was more than the salary increase for the young man, but listening to the quiet and noisy drinking and chatting in the small family, and no one even took the initiative to ask about recruitment, Song Zhen seemed to understand something.
"Yes, the plate is so small, and the villa has been built, but the family's wealth has probably been exhausted. So it's better to tell the truth..."
Anyway, we are recruiting permanent workers this year.
In this way, there will be fewer people outside the village during the New Year, and the young men will have to get the piece of cake, draw pictures for each other, and compete with the fewer young adults who may come back...
Song Tan, the abacus master, wants you to engage in social sophistication outside the village. Your parents understand. But you have no idea how to arrange people to work.
As long as the money is enough, who cares if there are no benefits or not? Some people will still find it troublesome, it's like discounting.
This is not about integrating into the outsiders of the village.
It occurred to me that even large towns and villages don’t have so many people and sophistication.
Compared with us, if we work part-time like today, 3,000 a month is naturally a good deal. But part-time workers don’t work every day, and the food is so bad...
What's more, people in the village don't work for the family just for money. We work to make money, but we don't have time to just use money for business, which makes the young man feel looked down upon...
It’s a salary increase, but benefits!
If you think about the road under the mountain and the trees outside the earth, who can believe it sincerely?
It was then and it is now.
In this case, let's draw a cake for Xiaojia first.
"It's done now. Now we have money to recruit workers! We've spent a little bit of money, and all our debts will be cleared this year..."
The whole carton of cigarettes was also dismantled, and they were divided into men and women, and each person stuffed a pack. Beer, liquor, and drinks...
Playing mahjong at a card table, eating at a wine table, and now you have to work under someone else's hands. It's so rare that there is no step, right?