On the first day of the Lunar New Year, after dinner, no one left the dining hall, and the first family meeting of the Xinyou Year was held.
After Cao Yong introduced the situation of registered companies in Xiangjiang, everyone began to speak freely.
Sun Weiguo spoke first: "Let me tell you something first. We have always acted together as two families in the past, so when it came to investment this time, we did not make it clear. Uncle Cao, we also need to draw up a charter."
Chef Cao nodded in agreement.
Cao Yong said, "Yeah, I've wanted to say this for a long time. Now our two families are small and we have a good relationship. But in the future, there will be more people and more money involved, so let's set the rules first."
Sun Weiguo said: "In the afternoon, I discussed it with Xiaoyong and Dahai and decided to do this: the money is four million US dollars, half of which will be used for the investment of our Sun family this time, and the other half will be used to borrow one million US dollars.
Give Xiaoyong to set up the Cao Family Fund and invest proportionally with us. The remaining one million US dollars will be kept in a bank in Xiangjiang for future use."
"What Brother Wei Guo and I said is for the investment of two family funds. If there are other projects in the future, we will first discuss the investment ratio and then invest together. In other words, the fund accounts of the two companies will be separate in the future.
As for personal behavior, that is arbitrary. For example, if Xiaoyue wants to do something in partnership with Wei Hong, you can just discuss it yourself."
"Okay, as long as you agree. I will mention one principle: never hurt the relationship between the two families for so many years for the sake of money."
Everyone nodded in approval of Chef Cao's words.
Sun Weiguo said: "I will talk to you about the investment in a few days after we finish talking about it. Let me first talk about the arrangements for these few days. This year's Spring Festival falls on a Sunday, so I have four days of rest. Tomorrow Cuifeng and I will
Take Dahai and Yuanyuan back to the door. Dahe, are you going with us or playing with grandma at home?"
Sun Dahe said: "I'd better stay with my brother and sister."
"Okay, we will take you with us tomorrow. Mom, Uncle Cao, you are going on the third day of the junior high school, right?"
"That's right."
"Grandma, Grandpa Cao, don't forget that on the morning of the third day of junior high school, Master Ye drove Grandpa Huang to pick you up. You lead the way and go to grandpa's house together." Sun Dahai quickly added.
"Xiaoyong, please come with us tomorrow and discuss investment with the old village chief."
"Okay, I also want to go there early to see the environment there."
Cao Yue and Sun Weihong murmured for a while and said, "We'll go tomorrow too."
"No problem. Anyway, there are many houses over there and there are big stores. Let's go together and we can all sleep comfortably."
Well, there are only three old people left in the house in the second year of junior high school.
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Early the next morning, everyone took the bus to Qianjiachuan Village.
The second day of the Lunar New Year was the day to go home. As soon as we walked to the entrance of the village, we saw Li Zhong, the old village chief and now the captain of the production team, commanding a group of children to clean the streets.
"Grandpa Li, happy New Year. Yuanyuan is here to see you." Sun Yuanyuan was the first to run over.
"Okay, Yuanyuan is so good. The sea has also grown taller. Is this?"
"Grandpa Li, happy New Year. This is my brother Sun Dahe, my uncle's child."
"Grandpa Li, happy New Year"
"Happy New Year. This is Wei Min's child. Come on, come on, you three, get a red envelope for each one." The old village chief smiled and handed out three red envelopes.
"Do you have any red envelopes for us?" Cao Yue rushed up and pulled Sun Weihong.
"Didn't we agree that as soon as you two get married, I will give you red envelopes? Why, Xiaoyue, you have a master now?" Li Zhong teased Cao Yue.
"I won't tell you anymore." Cao Yue blushed and hid behind.
"Uncle Li, happy New Year."
"Xiaoyue, you are studying in Shanghai, how are you?"
"It's okay, thank you." Sun Weihong said.
"This guy should go out more and open his eyes while he's still young."
"Uncle, happy New Year. This is Xiaoyue's brother Cao Yong. I came back to talk to you a few days ago, and he will talk about it then. Let's go home first, and then go to your home later. Here are some things for you
Where are the new year’s goods.”
"Cui Feng, you take them home first. I'll go to your dad's place at noon to have a drink and chat."
My grandpa's house is not on the main road of the village, not far from the entrance of the village. It's just up a gentle slope.
The first household is the courtyard of my grandpa's house, and behind it are the courtyards of my eldest uncle and my second uncle, which are connected to each other. There is also an open space in the back, which is obviously reserved for my uncle Bruce Lee.
When the homestead was divided, my grandfather felt that there were many boys in his family, and he was afraid that it would be inconvenient to separate the families too far away in the future. So he moved his homestead in the village to a slope outside the village. The area here is large, but the land
Bo, the crops didn't grow well, so it was basically left uncultivated. When my grandfather moved in, he was the only one in the family, and it was enough to continue living there even after we split up.
As the population of the village has increased in recent years, the concentrated residential area has gradually expanded forward and backward. My grandfather's house, which was originally a slightly remote place, has now returned to the center of the village.
My cousin and cousin have been waiting for a long time. They welcomed us into grandpa's yard.
Among the several courtyards, my grandpa's house is the largest, and it is usually the place where the whole family gathers. There are three rooms in the middle, one light and two dark, which are the main room and two bedrooms, and there are wing rooms in the east and west.
Several houses together with the courtyard walls have bluestone and cobblestone corners, and the walls are made of mud bricks, which are simply made of straw and mud. The main house is roofed with mud tiles, and the side rooms are not so particular.
Ordinary thatched roof.
Not only my grandpa’s house is like this, but the houses in the entire village are basically like this.
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It was in the late 1950s, when the Communist Movement was taking place across the country. Following the trend, the People's Commune was also established in Northwest Wangxiang. Under the leadership of the first commune director, they "worked hard and quickly" and "rushed to catch up".
"English Premier", after the autumn harvest, released a satellite with a yield of 10,000 kilograms per mu.
A few days after his satellite was released, and before he could receive any praise from his superiors, the municipality next door began reporting on the big news that the local yield per mu was 120,000 kilograms.
The president himself was a gilded cadre from the city. He was so angry that he found a new way and decided to launch the "China's New Countryside, High Living Standard" campaign.
The president mobilized his various connections, found funds and policies, built slaughterhouses and sewage treatment plants in the countryside, built small chicken farms and pig farms for each village, built septic tanks and simple roads, and built
A small factory was established in each village.
Qianjiachuan Village was drawn to a brick and tile factory. Yes, it was Li Zhong who drew lots. At that time, the president took the approval documents of several small factories and asked the captains (village chiefs) of each production brigade to choose.
For factories like the Brick and Tile Factory, every village is rushing to get it, but for some factories, no one is willing to get it.
The president got angry, slapped the table and cursed, then decided... to draw lots.
Fortunately, Li Zhong returned to the village with the approval documents and funds for the brick and tile factory.
Who knows whether it's the raw materials or the technology? What went wrong? The brick and tile factory in Qianjiachuan Village has never produced qualified red bricks. The technician they invited is also a two-swordsman. He has been debugging left and right, but has never succeeded.
Pass..
Only a year later, the president was reported by his political opponents and taken away on the grounds that he "longed for a capitalist lifestyle and attempted to corrupt the majority of people's commune members." He never came back.
The president fell, and the slaughterhouses he built and the small breeding farms in each village were also abandoned. However, the small factories were fortunately preserved under the cover of the villages and were not noticed by their superiors.
The technician walked away in despair. Li Zhong waved his hand and said, "We can't burn red bricks. Can't we burn adobe bricks and earthen tiles?"
Therefore, every time there is a slack period in farming, the whole production team is naturally divided into several groups, burning bricks and tiles, building houses, and earning work points on the way.
Over the past few years, without spending a penny, all the houses in the village have been replaced by newly built ones. They are just a large gray area, and they all look the same no matter how you look at them.
