When Zhou Yang came to the pig pen, he saw Yan Gengdong from a distance, leaning on a cane, pouring half a basket of pig grass into the pig trough with difficulty.
Perhaps because his body has not recovered yet, his movements are slow and clumsy, and he looks very strenuous.
Then Zhou Yang took a few steps quickly, grabbed the basket from his hand, and helped him pour all the pig grass inside into the pig pen.
"You are desperate for your life. What will you do if the wound collapses or becomes infected?" Zhou Yang said angrily.
Yan Gengdong smiled and said, "It shouldn't be a big problem..."
Before he could finish his words, Zhou Yang said directly: "It shouldn't be a big problem. It's not like you don't know how serious your injury is?"
"Such an injury requires at least three months of recuperation. You cannot do heavy work within half a year, otherwise it will leave serious sequelae. Do you want to be a disabled person in the future?"
Yan Gengdong sighed and said: "I don't understand what you are saying, but I can't always leave so many tasks to Wen Hui, he is still a child!"
"You can't do that, your life is at stake!" Zhou Yang said in a deep voice.
"Why!"
Yan Gengdong sighed and said nothing. He was now at peace. He knew that his body would not allow it, so he could only bite the bullet and do it.
Otherwise, he and his son will not have enough work points, and they may not even be able to get a share of the head meal.
Without enough food, winter is a big problem!
He can't always wait for others to help him, his strong character won't allow him to do this!
Zhou Yang can understand Yan Gengdong's helplessness. People like him have very strong self-esteem. Even if he is in such a state of despair, he still doesn't want to lie down and die.
Thinking of this, Zhou Yang said in a deep voice: "There is no need to do this kind of heavy work in the future. With such a large production team, you and your son will not starve to death!"
Yan Gengdong suddenly smiled and said, "I forgot that you are now the deputy captain of the production team!"
Zhou Yang shook his head and said: "What the vice captain, I'm trying to catch a duck, I'm forced to do nothing!"
"Haha, I think the members of the fourth team have good taste and know that they won't suffer a loss by choosing you!"
"But I really don't have the energy to take care of the production team. The translation task alone makes me breathless every day. If I distract myself from other things, it will be a really tiring pace!" Zhou Yang sighed said in a tone.
"Haha, it's time, it will come out if you squeeze it. Don't let down everyone's expectations of you!"
Zhou Yang nodded and said, "I'll try my best!"
Yan Gengdong leaned on the low wall of the pig pen, and then said with some melancholy: "Everyone's life is difficult now. Although it is not as difficult as the three years of natural disasters, we still need to tighten our belts to live."
"Xiao Zhou, I know you are a capable young man. If you can help, you should help the fellow villagers!"
Zhou Yang looked at Yan Gengdong in surprise, and then said, "You have been sent here for four or five years, right?"
"Five years!"
"You have been in a lot of dangers in the past few years. After many times of life and death, have you never hated the people here?"
Zhou Yang knew that when Yan Gengdong first came here, it was a rough life.
At that time, the movement was at its peak. Not to mention people like Yan Gengdong, even people like Zhou Yang were often pulled out to teach them a lesson.
The members vented all their dissatisfaction on those with problematic elements, and it can be said that they suffered all kinds of humiliation.
But Yan Gengdong could still say such words, which really surprised him!
Hearing Zhou Yang's words, Yan Gengdong smiled lightly!
He looked into the distance, and then said calmly: "Don't hate it, it's not their fault, it's this era that's wrong!"
Zhou Yang could tell that he wasn't just perfunctory with him. He meant it sincerely when he said this. He really didn't blame the people here.
For a moment, Zhou Yang felt a little relieved. No wonder he would be able to sit in such a high position in the future. His magnanimity alone was beyond the comparison of ordinary people.
To be honest, even the second-generation Zhou Yang is far inferior to Yan Gengdong in this aspect.
Zhou Yang wanted to talk to him about the future and his personal future, but Zhou Yang felt that it was too early and he should wait.
At this moment, Zhou Yang's eyes were suddenly attracted by several black pigs in the pig pen, and an idea suddenly came to his mind!
"Do you know the situation on the pig farm?" Zhou Yang suddenly asked.
"I understand quite well!"
"Can you tell me?"
Yan Gengdong said immediately: "Our two teams have a total of 22 pig pens. There are currently 24 pigs, including 11 in the fourth team and 13 in the fifth team. They are all half-sized piglets!"
Zhou Yang frowned when he heard that there were only 11 pigs in the fourth team.
You must know that there are almost 180 men, women, and children in the entire fourth production team. Whether everyone can eat meat during the New Year depends entirely on the pigs in this pig farm.
But with just 11 pigs, we won’t be able to kill much meat by the end of the year.
More importantly, after the pigs are killed every year, not all the meat is distributed to the members.
The best parts are to be sold for money, and only those parts that are not easy to sell will be distributed to the members, otherwise there will be no money to distribute.
Thinking of this, Zhou Yang suddenly said: "I want to expand the size of the pig farm. What do you think?"
"Expand the scale? How big do you want it to be?" Yan Gengdong asked.
Zhou Yang thought for a while and said: "With so many pig houses, I'd like to catch fifty or sixty piglets at least!"
"so much?"
Then Yan Gengdong continued: "There is no shortage of people to raise pigs, but so many pigs need to eat. Do you think the team has so much to feed the pigs, especially in winter?"
Zhou Yang smiled and said, "Pig feed shouldn't be a problem, but I'm short of someone to manage the pig farm. Are you interested?"
"I?"
"Yes, you can't do anything else with your body anyway. When the time comes, I will hand over the management of the old, weak, sick and disabled people in the team to you, and we can take care of this pig farm together. Do you think it's okay?"
Zhou Yang expands the scale of the pig farm. Although he has the idea of making a fortune with the villagers, he also wants to take care of special people like the Yan family and his son.
As far as Zhou Yang knows, there are many people in the Babaoliang Brigade who live in livestock sheds like the Yan family and his son. If they can really start a pig farm, one of these people will also be running a business.
If they can raise the pigs well, the members will see the benefits, and their lives in the village will be easier in the future.
"I don't have anything to do with it. The key is that you have to have enough feed!"
"Don't worry, I will take care of this matter!"
After finishing speaking, Zhou Yang explained again: "Don't do these jobs yet. I will go back and discuss it with several cadres in the team and give you an answer later!"
"OK!"
After a few more explanations, Zhou Yang hurriedly left the pig farm.
