Chapter 18 He Told Us to Feed the Pigs

Fan Wubing asked the reason urgently.

It turned out that the father of the three brothers was a rightist because of his bad background. Although he was said to be dead, the rightist hat had not been removed, which affected the enrollment. When people saw this, they didn't say anything. Backtrack directly.

"I see." Fan Wubing nodded and remained silent.

The three brothers were pulling the cart and walking, but they also felt very strange in their hearts. The child in front of him looked only four or five years old, why did he look so old-fashioned? There is a very mature temperament in his speech and demeanor, otherwise the three of them would not listen to him like this, and tell him about these old sesame seeds and rotten millet.

"Then what are your plans?" Fan Wubing asked.

The boss replied, "There is a piece of wasteland in the east of the village. Because the geology is not good, no one has been willing to take it. We discussed it with the village and decided to open up wasteland there. We paid enough rations for the village. The rest is mostly Less, it’s all yours.”

"Uh——" Fan Wubing was stunned when he heard the words, and didn't react to the news at once.

This matter should not be done by you three brothers, right? Fan Wubing remembers very clearly that more than a month later, in a shabby hut of the Xiaogang production team in Fengyang County, Anhui Province, eighteen peasants with old clothes and yellow complexions, with the help of a dim kerosene lamp , Facing a contract, each of them pressed their blood-red fingerprints nervously, and everyone swore: They would rather go to jail and beheaded than divide the land into households for a contract. This large-scale contract, which was later preserved in the Chinese Revolutionary Museum, is considered to be the "first shot" of China's rural reform.

Fan Wubing had seen that kind of contract before, and the blood-red handprint on it was impressive.

Could it be that history will change slightly because of the arrival of this butterfly like me? Fan Wubing's heart was pounding, and he hurriedly asked for details.

In fact, there is a piece of wasteland in the village, but no matter how barren the land is, it is still owned by the state and the collective. Poor these three brothers have nothing to eat, and they acquiesced to this matter. As long as the higher ups don't speak, nothing will happen, right?

There are still requirements, that is, the three brothers have to pool some money to mortgage in the village, and the land can't always be white, can it? In addition, the three brothers have to deal with the seeds and fertilizers by themselves. Farm tools and other things can be used in the village. In fact, everyone is from the same village. When they can help, no one will stand still.

"That's it!" Fan Wubing nodded, "By the way, my younger brother's name is Fan Wubing, and I haven't asked you three big brothers' names yet."

"Fan Wubing?!" Hearing his name, the three brothers couldn't help laughing, thinking that the child's parents are really interesting, they actually chose such a name for their son.

The eldest introduced, "My name is Wang Aiguo, the second is Wang Aimin, and the third is Wang Aidang."

Fan Wubing almost choked to death by spitting.

Love the country, love the people, love the party! These three names immediately reminded Fan Wubing of a joke from that year.

A certain member of the Five Black Classes named his son Weiguo, Weimin, and Weidang, thinking that this would always show his determination to actively seek progress, right? As a result, a young revolutionary in the Communist Party pointed out sharply that he named his sons Weiguo, Weimin, and Weidang, meaning to defend the Kuomintang. He was dissatisfied with the government and wanted the Chiang Dynasty to counterattack the mainland. After learning from the pain, he resolutely renamed his three sons Wei Gong, Wei Chan, and Wei Dang.

The names of the three brothers in front of me are similar to that joke. Fortunately, no one seems to have noticed this, otherwise, I don’t know how to torment them!

"Even if you are farming, you can only live without hunger, and the land is still collective, and the debt is still your own. After a year of hard work, there is not much food left behind.

Have you not thought about this question? "Fan Wubing asked.

"How can there be any way?" Wang Aiguo sighed and said, "The three of us are not well-established, so it would be nice to have a piece of land to plant. If it weren't for some things left by my father at home, you just happened to collect these things here. , I’m afraid we don’t even have land to plant.”

The second child, Wang Aimin, nodded and said, "Big Brother said, it's time to take a step forward."

Fan Wubing shook his head. He always felt that something was wrong. The three brothers were all educated, so it was a pity that they just nestled in the ground like this. Looking at these three people carefully with his eyes, he felt that they all seemed to be quite educated. Ambitious, at least they didn't feel contemptuous when they saw themselves as a child. After thinking about it, they always felt that they should be given a hand.

"Three big brothers, I have a job. I wonder if you are willing to do it? As long as you are willing to work hard, you will definitely have a better future than farming!" Fan Wubing suddenly had an idea and asked.

"What job?" The boss asked curiously.

Fan Wubing said to the three people with some embarrassment, "Well, that is to develop the private breeding industry in our city and greatly enrich the material life of the people. I plan to build a large-scale breeding farm. I don't know if you are interested. , The salary is very good! The salary is the standard of ordinary workers. If you do a good job, you can get a bonus at the end of the year! The problem of food and accommodation will be solved in the factory! What do you think?"

Can there be such a good thing? ! The three brothers couldn't believe their ears, to be more precise, they couldn't believe the little kid in front of them. After all, this old man speaks well, has no hair on his mouth, and can't do things well! This fellow Fan Wubing not only has no hair on his mouth, but even the hair on his breasts hasn't fallen off, how could he believe his words? If it wasn't for the fact that Fan Wubing took out a handful of money, the three brothers wouldn't have the time to chat with him!

"Kids, are you kidding me? Where can I find such a good job? Food and housing are included, salary is paid every month, and there is a bonus at the end of the year. Isn't that more awesome than working in a factory?!" Wang Aimin said in disbelief first.

"Believe it or not, I'm definitely going to do this!" Seeing that the other party questioned him, Fan Wubing was a little upset that he was classified as a child.

"However, Xiao Fan, what exactly does the farm you mentioned do?" The boss asked more carefully and patiently.

Xiao Fan, a peddler! Fan Wubing suddenly hated his own name, heard the words and replied angrily, "Raise pigs!"

"What?! You asked us to feed the pigs?!" The three brothers cried out immediately.