Siheyuan: The strongest point adding system is bound at the beginning

The days in October were getting shorter and the nights longer. The people in Qinjia Village had been busy for several days and finally finished all the work before the sun set.

All the fish have been caught and put in a small dam nearby. The low-lying area below is fenced off with wooden stakes, waiting for the gates to be opened tomorrow to release water, after which the fish can be loaded onto the car and set off.

The fish in Qinjia Village are mostly the four major carps. Out of water, they can survive for at least ten hours, which is enough time to get to the steel mill. There is no so-called cold chain transportation at this time, or the fish are directly put into plastic baskets and transported with water. The conditions are not so good. Qinjia Village has only two means of transportation: ox carts and carts (pulled by people, similar to rickshaws). The last is shoulder-carrying and hand-carrying.

But we have to get up very early tomorrow and set out at daybreak, so that we can complete a series of delivery tasks before the logistics staff of the steel mill get off work that day.

Although Li Huaide also attached great importance to this acquisition task, such a large steel rolling mill would not delay get off work just because of the 10,000 or 20,000 kilograms of fish from Qinjia Village.

Just like banks now, even if you are in a large company, you have to wait until they are at work to transfer large amounts of money. Unless you have your own payment channel that is not regulated, you have to act according to their wishes.

After a busy day, everyone in Qinjia Village got a big fish to take home today. This is a once-a-year benefit for everyone.

After working for almost a week, Qin Dazhuang finally returned home. He took the fish he had distributed in the afternoon home and stewed it tonight. He did not forget that there were two mouths waiting for food at home. If the eldest and second child were here, the house would be more lively tonight. Qin Dazhuang thought to himself that after selling the fish to the steel mill tomorrow, he must go to see his two children who were studying in Sijiucheng.

After a while, my wife brought the fish soup, which was cooked just like on the dam, just scale and remove the internal organs, add some seasonings to remove the fishy smell, and add a little salt. This is the best way to cook fish soup, and you can enjoy the freshness of the ingredients. It's a pity that the feed fish now can't make such a taste.

At the dinner table, Qin Xiaobao was a little absent-minded at the moment, still thinking about what Brother Ping An said to him when he came back from school in the afternoon.

He was not very interested in the fish soup and cornmeal iron cake in front of him. Usually, when there was something delicious, this kid was the most active and wanted to put it all into his mouth. What happened today? Did he get into trouble outside again?

A son is as good as his father. Qin Dazhuang and his wife had eaten at the reservoir earlier, and all of this was left for his mother and his children. After returning home, he sat at the main seat at the table and smoked his second-hand cigarettes (tobacco rolled with newspapers and calendars). At this moment, he discovered the current situation of his children.

As the head of the family, Qin Dazhuang naturally wanted to find out the reason for this situation. Qin Xiaobao did not hide what happened today, and told his father everything about his conversation with Liu Pingan this afternoon.

Qin Dazhuang sat on a bench and smoked, puffing one cigarette after another, until the cigarette butt burned his hand, and then he threw it away.

Seeing that her son was still unhappy after talking about these things, Qin's mother complained: "You say this Liu Caigou is really something, why is he talking about these things to a child?"

This is because she loves her son. After all, he is a piece of her flesh and blood. If a mother doesn’t feel sorry for him, who will?

"You are a woman, what do you know? Ping An is right. It is good to be able to go out. Dad doesn't want you to grow up in our Qinjia Village, bending over and hoeing the fields in the sun every day."

"Okay, go if you want to tomorrow. There's nothing wrong with going to the city to see the world. I'll talk to your big brother Ping An in a bit. Just follow him closely tomorrow and don't get lost."

After saying that, he took out the newspaper and cigarette pouch from his pocket, rolled himself a second-hand cigarette, and smoked it. Then he turned around and walked towards the guest room where Liu Ping'an was.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he seemed to have thought of something, turned back and said, "Mother of the child, take out a pack of Daqianmen from my cabinet." From this point of view, Qin Dazhuang's family status is still very high. In fact, this is the main theme of this era. A family can be supported by male labor. It's a pity that the situation is reversed now. No matter where in the family, as long as they can't make money, the wife will definitely have the final say.

Liu, the purchaser, is a city dweller after all. He certainly won't smoke the cigarettes he rolls himself. It's better to use commercial cigarettes. If you ask someone to do something for you, you have to act like you're asking for help. At least you have to let them see your attitude first.

Liu Ping'an is now living in the guest room of Qin Dazhuang's house. No matter how clean the village chief's family is, the house in their house must be the best in the village.

There are not so many rules and regulations when building a house now. Especially in rural areas, as long as the children grow up and reach the age of separation, they will be allocated a homestead, and how to build a house is up to the family to discuss. In the end, they will choose a slack season in the farming industry, and the village will have free labor to help, and your family will provide meals.

You tell me, in this environment, how cold can the village chief’s house be right now?

Liu Ping'an heard everything that happened at the dinner table in Qin Dazhuang's house tonight clearly in the guest room. He didn't even need to use his mental power. His triple superhuman physique at 13 o'clock was not a joke. At this distance, he could hear what was going on just by moving his ears.

Liu Ping'an naturally knew the purpose of Qin Dazhuang's visit. He felt like he was in control of the situation, which made him feel a little bit elated.

But Liu Ping'an knew how much he was worth at the moment. At most, he was just using the perspective to have fun. He was still far from being able to grasp the general situation of the world, make plans, and win a battle thousands of miles away.

Just when Liu Ping'an was daydreaming alone, Qin Dazhuang knocked on the door and came in. In fact, his door was not closed at this time, mainly because it was a bit hot. Qin Dazhuang just knocked on the door frame twice politely, just to be polite.

Afterwards, he told Liu Ping'an that his son Qin Xiaobao would be going to the city with him tomorrow, mainly asking him to look after his youngest son.