Zhang Wang's family didn't mention the price of Baoshan's proposal just now. They clearly meant that it was lower than the market price or simply that it would cost two bucks.
Song Tan accepted his love.
What he just said about entrusting his mountain land to Song Tan was referring to the slope below his house, which happened to be connected to the wasteland in the back mountain.
About twenty acres, one-sixth of this bowl-shaped mountain range, the mountains and forests are certainly not as good as the fields, but the Zhang Wang family is very capable. This mountain land is all planted with kudzu, and they can also make money.
Kudzu was not planted intentionally in the first place.
It's just that there are a lot of kudzu vines growing in this forest. Aunt Zhang was clever and dug out one or two hundred kilograms of kudzu powder one winter and dried out more than ten kilograms of kudzu powder. In addition to giving it to the children, she also earned eighteen hundred yuan from the rest. .
The next year, the couple deliberately cleared the land and buried more fertilizer to allow the wild kudzu to take root and spread quickly.
Now every winter, the couple can make tens of thousands of dollars from this.
Ten thousand yuan may not sound like a lot, but the advantage is that it costs nothing! Just put in the effort.
If you want to make money on this mountain, you have to invest a lot in the early stage, which is not cost-effective for the villagers.
So the two interplanted some beans, watermelons, peanuts and the like. The harvest was really average, but relying on these, it was not a problem to earn another two to three thousand yuan.
Therefore, the old couple did not go out to work anymore, but peacefully took care of the family fields.
Now in early April, the green leaves of the kudzu vine are sprouting. It is not a good time to dig kudzu. It is not suitable until winter.
Moreover, digging kudzu and clearing mountains and forests now is not in time for the good farming season. Therefore, neither of them mentioned anything about Baoshan now.
But because of this consideration, Song Tan gave suggestions and sincerity:
"Uncle Zhang, it's not enough for you to just take the money away. Let me tell you, hold this money firmly in your hands first, and don't give it to your children for anything."
"When you feel it's time, just donate it directly. Donations cannot be recovered. It's about doing good deeds and accumulating virtue. We will be blessed in the next life."
There will be no afterlife. Song Tan is a cultivator of immortality but not of the Netherworld. Now that the spiritual energy here is pitifully thin, she can't say for sure.
But for the Zhang Wang family, spiritual sustenance is stronger than anything else!
At this moment, he really reacted: "Yes, yes! I will donate everything in your aunt's name. I will accumulate blessings for her! Let her live a good life in the next life!"
His expression was one of visible appreciation:
"You young people are more educated and know better."
Turning around, I remembered another worry: "What if I have an accident?"
Who can say for sure?
If he is found to be ill, he can make arrangements for his funeral when he has time. But if you encounter a natural or man-made disaster, such as falling on the ground or something...
They have thought about it in such detail. I think Zhang Wang’s family has really thought about it carefully and thoroughly.
And then I think about the fact that they went to town specifically to ask about the policy on severing ties...
Song Tan also answered seriously: "Then I will take you to the city when I have time, and we will make an appointment with a lawyer to write a will. Then, we will spend a few hundred yuan to have it notarized."
"When the time comes, how will you arrange your affairs after your death? How will you arrange this money? In front of the national law, your biological children will not be able to recover it."
This is the first time that the Zhang Wang family heard something so detailed. At this moment, they just looked relieved: "Okay, okay, that's it!"
After thinking for a while, he said: "Don't worry, I'll ask the lawyer to write another one when the time comes. If something happens to me while I'm working for you, no one is allowed to extort money!"
Seeing that the other party's back was much straighter, he went home in high spirits.
Song Tan sighed, looked at the barren mountain that was almost restored, and let out a sigh of relief——
There are really too many things to do at home, and now that someone can come to do the work, it seems like a lot of burdens have been lifted off at once.
However, Song Sancheng was a little hesitant: "Tantan, didn't you discuss with your Grandpa Li not to give him a salary and ask him to show us the rice fields?"
"Here, your uncle Zhang has given another two thousand. Do you have to tell him to hide it and don't tell anyone?"
Song Tan laughed: "No, Dad."
The original intention of Zhang Wang's family was to tell him to hide it, so what's the point of his job? Might as well go out and work.
"We have so much work to do, we have to find some reliable people to do it. Let us know the salary first, so that others won't have to ask for more, which is inappropriate and hurt feelings."
When working in the village, even though these short-term workers earn one or two hundred yuan a day, when it comes to long-term and stable wages, two thousand yuan is just about the same.
After all, farm work should be done when you have it, and you can put it off if you don’t have it. So after all these years, except for large-scale agricultural plans, I haven’t heard of anyone hiring a permanent worker to do farm work.
This leads to the fact that people who are willing to endure hardships think the wages are low, and those who don’t think the wages are low may not necessarily like to work. And farmers really can’t afford high wages.
Song Sancheng took a puff of cigarette: "I know this, I'm just afraid that your Grandpa Li will feel uncomfortable..."
Don’t worry about scarcity but inequality!
Song Tan shook his head: "My grandpa Li has filial descendants. Besides, he doesn't do any hard work. He just uses his hands to look around and walks around a few times when he has nothing to do."
"You said that if I pay a salary of two thousand for this job, why would the other old men and women in the village go crazy? So we had discussed it earlier. If he is happy, we will not mention the money, but we will help deliver rice, flour, grain and oil. , it’s more convenient than him buying it alone.”
"At the end of the year, we will cut another twenty kilograms of pork, and that will be enough."
"If you don't like it, just say it."
Song Sancheng breathed a sigh of relief: "I know... Just make it clear."
He turned around and became proud again: "Look at how my daughter is doing things in an orderly manner. She is indeed my daughter!"
Song Tan:......
This is really your father. Your daughter has only been working in society for less than two years from the ivory tower of university. Now she is so clear-headed. Don’t you think about it?
However, she was also happy to reassure her parents and asked again:
"Dad, after tomorrow, I think the fields at the door will be almost plowed. When the water is released from the pond, the two rice fields below will be prepared."
"Then the vegetable seeds should be sown, and the vegetable seedlings should be moved. Now it's up to you to take care of the back mountain."
Song Sancheng glanced at her: "Can I still do it? I'm the only one taking care of it."
"Besides, your Uncle Zhang will definitely come over tomorrow!"
"Oh, right," he remembered something again.
"Your uncle called and said that we will go back to our hometown to visit the grave tomorrow. We have a lot of family members. Don't forget to tell your grandma tonight. Don't pick tea tomorrow morning. Please help make a meal."
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Also, let me add some more.
There are so many monthly tickets!
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