"Sanfeng'er, what are you talking about? So happy?"

Liu Jinfeng came to her, holding some of the medicine she bought in her arms, which were the medicine noodles mixed into the chicken feed.

Liu Qingshan blinked at the elder sister: "I'm talking about the ten thousand yuan household."

Liu Jinfeng was also very interested in the topic of tens of thousands of households: "Then our commune has a total of several tens of thousands of households, who are they?"

Thanks to the above publicity, the ten thousand yuan household is synonymous with hard work and is very honorable, so Liu Jinfeng also has envy.

"Others don't know, I know that one of them is Comrade Liu Jinfeng."

Liu Qingshan said seriously.

Liu Jinfeng was stunned, and then smiled and said, "Such coincidence, there are people who share the same name with me. Tell me how they get rich, and I will also learn."

Secretary Sun next to him finally couldn't help it and said with a laugh: "Comrade Liu Jinfeng, it's you!"

I? Liu Jinfeng was shocked. The medicine bags in my arms fell to the ground. Fortunately, they were not from glass bottles, otherwise they would have broken.

She didn't care and waved her hands repeatedly: "How can I be a ten thousand yuan household? I can't do it, it's still far from it."

Secretary Sun was anxious when he heard this: "Why can't it be possible? Comrade Jinfeng, we visited your chicken farm last time. It's quite large. Now it should be laying eggs?"

At this time, the little brother-in-law began to assist: "Yeah, we ate eggs this morning, it's so delicious!"

Then she looked up at Secretary Sun with serious expression: "Shan Xing and I have also started saving money, and we are also striving to become a household of ten thousand yuan."

"Okay, ambitious."

Secretary Sun held back his laughter, patted the two of them little hats, and then said, "Comrade Jinfeng, I'll do some calculations for you. Your laying hen can produce 300 eggs a year, right?"

Seeing Liu Jinfeng nodding, he continued, "Each egg, calculated at eight cents, can make a profit of twenty-four yuan a year for a chicken. If you raise hundreds of chickens, your income will definitely exceed ten thousand yuan."

Liu Jinfeng was confused and nodded, while Liu Qingshan next to her tried to hold back his smile: the account is not settled like this, there are still costs in it.

However, the concept of a household in 10,000 yuan seems to be that the annual income is over 10,000 yuan, and there is no need to mention expenditure.

After Secretary Sun finished speaking, Liu Jinfeng finally reacted: "Secretary Sun, the chicken I raised has only started laying eggs. Even if you follow your algorithm, I will have to meet the standards next year, right?"

People at this time are real, but they won’t get it if they see the benefits.

Secretary Sun was also stunned: These days, he helped those who declared ten thousand yuan households to settle accounts every day, and he was confused.

So he waved his hand: "Comrade Liu Jinfeng, your deeds of raising chickens to get rich are still very representative and worth learning from by the majority of women."

As he said that, Secretary Sun raised his hand and pointed to the jeep: "As for whether it is enough, you don't have to worry about it. Qingshan said that he would put this jeep in your name, no matter how you calculate it, it would be more than the standard."

He also reached out to pat Liu Qingshan on the shoulder: "At that time, Qingshan is a model worker, Jinfeng, you are a ten thousand yuan household. In Qingshan Township, we hope you sisters will win glory."

On the way back, Liu Jinfeng, who was sitting in the car, was a little dizzy: Why did he become a ten thousand yuan household at once? He was not mentally prepared?

The more she thought about it, the more something was wrong. She shouted to Liu Qingshan who was driving in front: "Sanfeng'er, aren't you lying? I won't do it!"

"What are you cheating on me? Our bicycles, watches, sewing machines, TVs, and audio recorders are not worth the money, not to mention that there are two cars."

Liu Qingshan helped the elder sister to build her psychologically: First of all, you have to be confident.

"You get those."

Liu Jinfeng is still clear.

"Isn't my one yours? I'm all a family anyway."

Liu Qingshan felt that it was also good to give his elder sister the honor of being a leader in getting rich. This not only represents Liu Jinfeng alone, but also represents the entire Jiapigou.

For example, when speaking at a ten-thousand-yuan household, you can talk about how to raise laying hens and how to plant greenhouses. These are all very popular and reference value.

For the majority of farmers, it is also very operational, which is better than buying a Dajiefang car to travel to transport and earning 10,000 yuan a year.

Who can afford the Great Liberation of ordinary farmers?

But the chicken breeding greenhouse is different. It can be large or small in scale. As long as you are willing to work hard, you will definitely gain something.

After listening to Liu Qingshan's explanation, Liu Jinfeng felt much more calm and thought happily: When Wenxue comes back, he will ask him to help write the speech.

When he returned to the village, Liu Qingshan reported this to the old branch secretary in advance, which made the branch secretary grandfather very happy:

Jiapigou has produced a model worker and a household of tens of thousands of yuan. He, the branch secretary, has a gleam on his face.

After dinner, from one to six o'clock, the little babies in the village rushed into Liu Shikui's house as if they were coming out of the ground.

Unfortunately, there are no such programs as the Big Windmill Tangram yet, otherwise the little kids would definitely be even more crazy.

Liu Qingshan was helping to maintain order, but was greeted by Datou and Erbiaozi outside.

"What's the matter? You can't talk about it in the house?"

Liu Qingshan looked at the two people in confusion. When he saw Er Biaozi smirking, his big head was grunting, and his face turned red.

"Bigou, I guess, has someone introduced you to someone these days?"

Liu Qingshan guessed that it must be the big deal, so he couldn't help but want to tease this good friend.

"Sanfenger, do you know everything?"

Datou finally spoke, which shocked Liu Qingshan: Can this be correct?

In short, Datou is one year older than Liu Qingshan, and he will be eighteen years old during the Chinese New Year. He gets married early in the countryside and should be at the age of engagement.

"Datou, which village girl, do you want Erbiaozi and I to help you see each other first? If you don't look good and your character is not good, then that's not good!"

Liu Qingshan knew Datou's temperament, was not good at speaking, and liked to keep everything in his heart. If he found someone who was not virtuous, he would be sulking in the future.

Erbiaozi immediately started talking: "It's from Shoulin Brigade, the granddaughter of Secretary Liu. He is in the same class as us in middle school, and is not in the same class. He is called Liu Wenjing. Do you remember Sanfeng'er?"

After saying this, Liu Qingshan really has no impression, mainly because it has been too long.

When he came back, it was already summer vacation, so there was no intersection at all.

Looking at his hard-working thoughts, Erbiaozi laughed again.

"It's the one who is quite handsome and has very big eyes. I asked a few of her classmates and they all said they were quiet and quiet, not crazy at all."

It seems that Erbiaozi has also been attentive, and the overall look is pretty good, but Liu Qingshan thinks it is better to look at himself again. With his decades of life experience, he is still relatively accurate in looking at people.

He was thinking about it, but Datou said again: "I will go to the Sholin Brigade's shooting gate tomorrow. My father said, "I told you to take us to a trip tomorrow."

It turned out to be for this matter, so it was just right for the little friend to take a palm.

On the next day, Liu Qingshan came back from the mountain, had breakfast, and drove a jeep to Captain Zhang's house to pick up people.

Uncle captain, aunt, Datou, and grandma Zhang San from the village matchmaker, pulled a cart of people and headed straight to the Shoulin Brigade.

"This car is better. It's safe to sit and not cold at all."

Grandma Zhang San was a bit ridiculous. It is said that she would become a master when she was young. Later, she was strict with herself and changed her career to become a matchmaker and was a master of running errands.

Of course, this is not in vain. It is said to be a marriage, and the host will usually thank her for a big rooster and a few dollars.

During the holidays, I have to take gifts to thank the matchmaker, so I live a very comfortable life.

After praising a few words, Grandma San said again: "Qingshan, who do you like? Grandma San Mama will help you protect the media. Just you, a little jeep, drive the girl to the door and pull the girl away directly. People will definitely be happy."

After hearing this, Liu Qingshan shook his head repeatedly: "I'm still going to school, so there's no hurry to do this."

Datou was also happy to hear it. He also dressed up today, wore a Zhongshan outfit and a pair of big leather shoes on his feet.

The young man is a silly man, and at a glance he is the honest child of his duty.

When you go to the Sholin Brigade, you don’t have to pass through the commune, and there is a dirt road directly connected. In winter, there is a layer of ice and snow on the road, which is relatively flat.

Going eastward, basically driving along the foot of the mountain. After more than 40 minutes, I saw a small village under the hillside.

Like Jiapigou, because it guards the mountains and is vast and sparsely populated, a brigade is a natural village, and no other brigade is assigned.

As soon as the jeep entered the village, there were many little kids immediately, running around in front and behind the car. Liu Qingshan had to slow down to avoid these little guys from crashing into the car by themselves.

"It's the one in front. Look at how grand the big brick house is. We have Jiapigou, but there is still not even a brick house."

Grandma Zhang San muttered in her mouth, her tone was full of envy.

Liu Qingshan leaned over to park the car and smiled, "In the future, we will definitely be better than this. Let's build a two-story building directly, and every household will be the same."

"That's good. I hope I, the old woman, can live until that day."

Grandma San also grinned, revealing several gaping teeth.

Liu Qingshan was full of confidence: "Grandma San, don't worry, I will definitely ask you to live there."

When they got off the car, several people had already come out, and Liu Qingshan knew the old Secretary Liu.

There was also a middle-aged couple standing behind Secretary Liu, and behind him, there were some men and women, who should be all aunts and aunts.

At this time, it was time for the third grandma to show off her skills. She first briefly introduced both parties, and then she was let into the house by Secretary Liu's family.

Liu Qingshan is a driver and observer today, so he kept walking around, but he also noticed that many people were staring at his jeep.

He entered the house, exchanged greetings and sat down, handed over cigarette rolls and cigarette baskets, and then Secretary Liu arranged for a walk: "Where are girls, you are here, and you don't know how to pour tea for you."

"Wenjing, Wenjuan, come out to entertain guests!"

The old son Liu Bin beside him shouted at the west room, and then two girls lifted the embroidered curtains and walked in.

When Liu Qingshan saw the girl with big braids in front of him and bowed her head slightly, he finally recalled that in his memory, he was indeed a quiet girl.
To be continued...