Seeing that the residents had almost arrived, Wang Jianping stood up from his chair and pointed at the hole on the ground that had just been filled with sand.
"While everyone is here together, while I am talking, you are stepping on it to make the sandy soil more solid. In the past two days, each of your households must collect the divided sweet potato vine planting areas.
Take advantage of the strong sunshine in the past few days to dry the turned ground. The day after tomorrow, ask the three liaison officers in your yard to go to the subdistrict office to pick up the sweet potato vines from each household. The cut sweet potato vines must be
Remember to insert it diagonally into the soil, and do not apply fertilizer or top-dressing later..."
Uncle Sun, who was sitting in the wrong room, felt his temples tingling when he listened to the nonsense from Director Wang's mouth. His method didn't make sense at all.
"Don't worry, Mr. Wang, I'm familiar with farming. No matter what people in the courtyard have about farming, they can always come to me and ask me. If I can't even plant a sweet potato seedling, then I, Sun Ankang, have spent the past 40 years."
It's all in vain, you just need to give me our courtyard's collective fertilizer book."
"good!"
Wang Jianping shouted loudly, took out a small dark blue notebook from his wallet and threw it over.
"Everyone has heard what I said just now. I have also given my collective identity to this old comrade. If you have any questions, just ask him. I have one last sentence. I will talk about the sweet potato vines planted by each household from time to time.
Come to the yard to check the growth. If I find someone eating it!"
Wang Jianping paused and narrowed his eyes, scanning everyone's faces.
"If I know that someone has eaten the collective sweet potato vine, you can figure out the consequences yourself. Every household must supervise each other. If anyone discovers that the above situation has happened, come to the street office to report the situation to me at any time. I will
The identity of the whistleblower will be kept confidential, and our sub-district office will also give him a material reward."
Qin Huairu held Xiaodang in her arms and shouted, "Is the good land regarded as private land for us households?"
"What are you thinking about, lesbian? The land in our courtyard is urban land, and the nature of land use is fundamentally different from rural farmland."
"Then how much agricultural tax do we have to pay? That's public grain."
"The public grain is calculated based on 13% to 19% of the land's annual output. This is our first time planting, and there are no records from previous years to check, so the regulations given by our street office are to harvest 15%."
Qin Huairu nodded and asked: "If we collect according to the public grain, will we also be paid according to the listed price? When I was farming in the countryside, 1 kilogram of public grain wheat was rewarded 1 point according to the listed price. 5.1 kilogram of sorghum was rewarded 9 cents.
Although the money goes to the production team, it will also be distributed equally to our members, and the extra surplus grain will be rewarded based on the price of public grain plus 50%."
"Hahahaha... There are still people who want to sell their surplus grain now? Who is so rich? Raise your hand and let me take a look."
Qin Huairu blushed deeply, hugged the child and hid in the back row of the crowd without speaking.
Wang Jianping made the final decision and said: "Everyone, let's just keep doing this for now. Maybe new regulations will come out in two months. You can get busy, I'll leave first."
"No, no, no... Director Wang, please wait a moment."
"Just tell me if you have anything to say."
Sun Ankang pointed to the southwest corner of the house and asked, "Should sweet potato vines be planted in Zhou Wenzhong's small yard of more than 10 square meters? But I haven't seen him for several days. How many times have we
He was not present at the whole hospital meeting, so is their land vacant first?"
"Where have they gone?"
"I don't know, so I want to ask if he has opened the door to his small courtyard?"
"The owner of the house is not at home, why are you opening his door? Who can tell clearly if he has lost something? Wait until he comes back first."
"well…"
"If you see him come back, ask him to go to the street office to find me."
"well…"
Wang Jianping waved his hand to announce the end of the conference, and walked out of the courtyard with a leather bag in his hand. Everyone discussed their experience in planting sweet potato vines and the expected sweet potato production in the next few months. Everyone hugged their benches and left home.
"Lao Yan, what do you mean?"
Yan Bugui took out his family's money and put it on the table, keeping 9 yuan for himself and pushing the rest in front of Yang Ruihua?
"The tuition fee for Jiefang and Xie Kuang for the next semester is 5 yuan and 50 cents. Jie Di is too young, so we should let her wait until next year to go to the nursery school. She will not be easily bullied when she is one year older and goes to school. The remaining 14 yuan
Just keep the money. This is our family's expenses for the past one and a half months. Go and get me two yellow chopsticks."
Yang Ruihua listened to the code words in Yanbu Gui's words and understood that he was going to take the risk of wading into the water with two small yellow croaker collars. He wanted to persuade his man but didn't know how to say it. The current conditions in his family were indeed very fast.
I can't survive anymore.
"Oh...be careful."
Yang Ruihua got up and went back to the house, took out the handkerchief bag, and quickly stuffed it into Yanbu Gui's cotton-padded jacket.
"Where are you going to buy and exchange? Do you need me to bring you my household registration book?"
Yan Bugui shook his head and said: "No need to bring it with you. Last time you came back from selling gold bars at the bank, our family's account book had a mark made by bank staff. If I do this again, you should probably do it for me."
That’s a matter for later.”
"If you just send it out like this, how will you explain it to Director Wang?"
"I have my own tricks. You keep an eye on your children at home and don't let them run around. The most important thing right now is to stabilize your house and your job."
"well."
Yan Bugui stood up and arranged his clothes, looked back at his family, opened the door and walked out...
Yan Bugui arrived at the supply and marketing cooperative 25 minutes later.
"Comrade salesperson, please bring me 2 cartons of Diehua brand cigarettes."
"Four dollars and eighty cents."
Hearing Yan Bugui announce the price, his hand paused as he took out the money.
"Isn't it 2 cents and 2 cents per pack of Diehua brand cigarettes? It should be 4 yuan and 4 cents for two cigarettes."
"It's gone up, 2 cents per pack."
“This year the price of everything has really increased.”
"Don't say that either. Daqianmen is 2 cents cheaper per pack, now the price is 38 cents. Do you want to buy it?"
"No, please give me Diehua cigarettes."
Yan Bugui handed over the money and stuffed two cigarettes into his cotton-padded jacket. He opened the cotton curtain with his head and walked out of the supply and marketing cooperative and went straight to the street office.
"Hey! Didn't I promise you to come to me tomorrow?"
"Haha... Time waits for me, Mr. Wang."
"Sit, sit, sit."
Yan Bugui pulled up the stool and sat down. Wang Jianping picked up the thermos bottle and poured a glass of water, then put the cup on the table and pushed it in front of Yan Bugui.
Yan Bugui quickly held the teacup with both hands, looked around and then poked his head over. Even his voice lowered the decibels.
"Director Wang, please take a look at my certification letter. Can you come and give it to me today?"
"Okay."
Wang Jianping directly opened the drawer and took out the manuscript paper from the street office, unscrewed the pen and lowered his head to write. This refreshing style of work made Yan Bugui completely incapable of dealing with it.
"Click! Here."
Yan Bugui took the manuscript paper and looked at it carefully, and found that all the words written on it were good things.
"This...I thank you so much!"
"Why are you being polite to me? Go and get busy with your school affairs."
"Alas... I'll leave first, Mr. Wang, you're busy, you're busy."
After seeing Yan Bugui leave, Wang Jianping opened the record book and took out a piece of paper with a pattern on it, picked up the pen and lowered his head to continue drawing the double bed in his home.
He was still mumbling: New wood needs to be dried in the shade for several years before it can be used. How many square meters of old wood can this old locust tree be replaced with? Is the extra wood enough to build a cabinet? Can locust wood be made into a wardrobe? How about following
People at the lumber factory discussed changing to elm wood or...
Yan Bugui had no idea what little Jiujiu was in Wang Jianping's heart. At this time, he had already stepped off the bus at the entrance of the Cultural Palace...