Ten pigs, that is, more than 2,000 kilograms, and more than 700 villagers in Jianhua Village can get about three kilograms of meat on average.

On average, one person has three kilograms of meat, and a family of five has fifteen kilograms of meat.

You can have a good and prosperous New Year.

"Okay, I'll do it right away." Li Laosan nodded and turned around and went out.

After making arrangements for the pig farm, Jiang Xiaobai left.

It is already the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, and tomorrow the pig farms will finish all the bonus distribution. On the 25th day of the twelfth lunar month, more than 26 factories will hold year-end summary meetings.

On the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, it’s time for me to go home and celebrate the New Year.

Jiang Xiaobai thought about it and walked to the feed factory. The main structure of the feed factory had been completed and the machinery and equipment had begun to enter the factory.

The land within the factory is undergoing final leveling.

Although it is already cold winter, the workers are still working enthusiastically on the construction site.

Because the feed factory had to meet the construction deadline, the workers were given extra wages.

But it’s only been these two days. Once the factory site is leveled, it’s time to go home.

None of the workers knew Jiang Xiaobai. When they saw Jiang Xiaobai come in, they thought something was wrong?

"What to do?" the worker looked at Jiang Xiaobai and asked.

"I'm looking for Zhang Weiyi." Jiang Xiaobai said.

"Well, Deputy Factory Director Zhang turned left to the second office on the second floor." When the workers heard Jiang Xiaobai say Zhang Weiyi's name, they no longer stopped Jiang Xiaobai.

"Okay, thank you," Jiang Xiaobai turned around and walked upstairs.

"Director, you are here, sit down quickly." Zhang Weiyi saw Jiang Xiaobai coming, stood up and said.

"It's okay, I just walked by and took a look," Jiang Xiaobai said with a smile and sat down on the sofa.

"How's it going? Are you still used to it?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.

"It's good. When I first came here, I was a little uncomfortable. To tell you the truth, I was thinking of going back home. But then I thought, it would be too embarrassing if I just left like this, so I stayed.

When I saw the feed factory being built day by day, and the villagers looking at the feed factory with hopeful eyes, I suddenly felt that I had found the value of my life."

Zhang Weiyi poured a glass of water and placed it in front of Jiang Xiaobai, and sat down on the sofa opposite.

He spoke slowly.

"Not only for the villagers, but also for ourselves. The domestic feed factories are now completely blank. No, to be precise, the domestic materials are extremely scarce, and the entire market is completely blank..."

Jiang Xiaobai started drawing pie for Zhang Weiyi again.

When Jiang Xiaobai left, Zhang Weiyi was still excited.

"Dear members and comrades, all pig farms in Jianhua will gather tomorrow morning to distribute money to everyone."

Li Laosan's voice rang out from the loudspeaker, and the village suddenly began to boil.

Early the next morning, villagers came to the door of the pig farm and were waiting.

As time goes by, more and more villagers gather at the entrance of the pig farm.

"It's the New Year, have you prepared everything at home?"

"That's about right. I haven't prepared anything. I'll steam some white flour buns tomorrow and that'll be it."

It was a rare occasion for everyone to get together and chat.

"Well, I really haven't prepared anything. I cut a pound of meat at the supply and marketing cooperative. I want to cut off more meat. I don't have any meat tickets yet."

The content of the chat between the two caught everyone's attention.

"Liu Lao Er, Zhang Lao Wu, what are you pretending to be? Isn't it just that the harvest in the fields is good this year? There are only a few people in the family, so what's there to brag about? You can also steam some white flour buns and cut a pound of pork. Let's take a look.

You two are so patient."

An old man on the side said.

Jianhua Village implemented the household production contract system last winter, and this is the first year that the household production contract system has been implemented.

In addition to what was handed in, the remaining harvest was several times that of previous years.

Once you have money in your hands, you will naturally become more assertive when it comes to talking and so on.

"Uncle Li, I remembered that your house was the one who hung the pork on the eaves two days ago. I was worried that the hot meat in the house would spoil. Isn't your house without a fire?"

Liu Lao Er was not happy anymore. The boss of the group did not talk about the second son.

"That's right, some time ago, my son came back and told me, Dad, Dad, I will also use pink paper to do my homework in the future. I said what's wrong with my son? Isn't it good to use wool paper to do my homework? It turns out that my son and

I said that Uncle Li’s grandson uses pink paper to do his homework, and he also said that only by using pink paper to do homework can he study well..."

Zhang Laowu said not to be outdone.

"What's wrong with my grandson using pink paper to do his homework? I earned it from the fields with all my hard work." Uncle Li said with some lack of confidence.

The people around laughed and concluded that after the implementation of the household contract system, everyone's life has become more comfortable.

Although this is only its first year, the advantages of the household contract system compared to the big pot system have already emerged.

"Stop talking, I think you just have enough to eat and have some free time," a voice came from behind.

"Secretary of the Communist Party of China, the Secretary of the Communist Party of China is here." Everyone said one after another.

It turned out that Huang Zhongfu was here.

Although Huang Zhongfu cursed, he had a smile on his face.

Being able to have a full meal and quarrel sometimes is not necessarily the pride of him, the head of a village.

"Lao Li, I'm not talking about you. You are so old. What's the point of showing off with your children? Besides, my family cut three kilograms of pork during the Chinese New Year. Did I hang it on the eaves?"

Huang Zhongfu said, and everyone around him laughed.

Uncle Li was speechless. He said I was showing off, so why are you carrying three kilograms of pork?

"Party Secretary, I heard that some kind of fund will be set up to force children to go to school, even if they don't go to school. Is this true or false?"

Someone who was well-informed asked.

"Well, there are some things. The three factory directors all used money to provide free education for the children of families who cannot afford to go to school. In the future, the children must go to high school, technical secondary school, or technical school. They cannot stop studying."

Huang Zhongfu nodded affirmatively and said.

"What about the girl?" someone asked.

Huang Zhongfu listened to the direction from which the voice came, slowly turned his head, looked at the cold voice who asked the question and said.

"Aren't girls your kind?"

"I... am." The person who asked the question lowered his head and looked at the eyes of the people around him, feeling his face turn red.

"As long as people from our Jianhua Village, whether they are boys or girls, have to go to school for 12 years, I will start counting this matter after the New Year. This matter was decided after discussing with the factory director Jiang Xiaobai.

This is a century-old plan, and education comes first. There is no room for negotiation on this matter. If anyone has an opinion, you can hold it back, but don’t blame me for being rude if it is not implemented."

Huang Zhongfu glanced at everyone with burning eyes and said.

With Huang Zhongfu's prestige in the village, Jiang Xiaobai was added.
Chapter completed!