The Beginning of Siheyuan: The Pig Killer of Qinjia Village

Qin Huairu continued. "Huizhen, what you said is still too one-sided. The boss said that this guy is selfish, has no vision, no tolerance, likes to play tricks, has no strength, but is very face-conscious.

But it is a good object to be used, just in the pilot of public-private partnership. To make the pilot well, although the goal is to achieve a successful partnership, the process is very important and must be contagious.

In the words of the headmaster, it is a matter of pulling. Just like a good student is admitted to a technical secondary school under the guidance of a teacher, this seems to be taken for granted in the eyes of others, because good students are good at studying, and the teacher is subconsciously ignored. But when a poor student is admitted to a technical secondary school in a short period of time under the guidance of a teacher, this creates a sense of shock of the gap, and the teacher will be more eye-catching, and others will praise the teacher for his good teaching..."

Xu Huizhen immediately understood. "Sister Huairu, do you mean to let Fan Jinyou create a gap first, and then let the street come forward to remedy the situation and highlight the goodness of the government?"

Qin Huairu nodded. "That's about what I mean."

Chen Xueru was puzzled. "That's not right, Sister Huairu. Fan Jinyou is just a street editor. How could he have the opportunity to interfere in the affairs of the tavern?"

Liang Ladi continued to explain. "Sister Xueru, the Shengli Canning Factory is a special case. Brother Awei still has the final say, so you don't understand this. Other public-private joint-venture factories and mines are all taken over by people sent by the government. The same should be true for individual businesses such as shops. They will appoint people from the government to jointly manage them. Don't you understand why this person is allowed to interfere in the affairs of the tavern?" She is now the logistics director of the machine repair factory and is more clear about this.

Chen Xueru suddenly understood. "Sister Ladi, do you mean the government will send people to the tavern?"

Qin Huairu continued. "That's what I mean, but it's not the government, it's the street office that appoints people, called public managers. How can the municipal government send people for everything? The government doesn't have so many serious cadres to arrange."

Chen Xueru realized it later. "Now that you put it that way, isn't it easy to do? It's just a matter of a word from our Secretary Qin."

Xu Huizhen chuckled and said, "My sister Xueru, you just found out. With your reaction speed, I wonder how you managed to handle the canning factory issue."

Chen Xueru rolled her eyes in resentment. "Sister Huizhen, what can I do? I am only doing it reluctantly. How about you persuade your enemy to do it yourself? Or we can switch places, and I can just take care of the children every day?"

The two of them started their daily bickering mode again.

This side of the courtyard.

After finishing breakfast, Jia Dongxu came to find Yi Zhonghai.

"Master, the public grain tax in the village is getting higher every year, and there is not much grain left from the land. Now even buying cornmeal requires a ticket. Do you have any way to transfer Xiaoyu's household registration to the city?"

Yi Zhonghai sighed. "Dongxu, you can't transfer your household registration now unless you have a job in the city.

And have you ever thought about your family's situation? If Xiaoyu moves her children to the city and loses her land, what will happen to your mother? She is the only one with land. Even if she grows the land herself and takes the public grain, it probably won't be enough for her to eat, not to mention giving the land to others to get grain."

Doesn't he want to help? Of course he does, after all, he is his own son.

But he thought about it last night. The Jia family is a dead end. Jia Zhangshi has to support three people in the village to avoid starvation. If Zhang Xiaoyu's household registration is moved to the city, the two children will also move with her, and the land will be gone. The food for the family of four will cost less, but Jia Zhangshi will definitely not survive in the village and will have to run back. Then he would have wasted his efforts to send Jia Zhangshi back to the village.

What's more, if the household registration doesn't have a job, it can't be moved at all.

Jia Dongxu suggested again. "Master, would it be better if Xiaoyu had a job?"

I thought that expecting my mother to farm the land was like a rooster laying eggs and a hen crowing - it was wishful thinking.

He didn't expect his mother to farm. The couple had discussed that the coupons and grain prices should be equal. There was already a precedent for flour coupons. If the ratio of coarse grains to fine grains was 1:1, the conversion money would be 2.6 yuan per catty. Subsidizing his mother 400 catties a year would be about 100 yuan.

If my wife has a job, she can start with 18 yuan a month, minus the 100 yuan subsidy for my mother, there is still 116 yuan left a year. And the family of four has a grain book, so the cost of buying grain is also saved...

Yi Zhonghai said helplessly. "Dongxu, it's not easy to get a job. Even a toilet sweeper and a dung collector sells for 500 yuan privately, and you have to be lucky to meet someone selling it. Besides, there are two children, Banggeng and Xiaodang, to take care of at home. Xiaoyu doesn't have the time."

The idea was good, but he knew that the Jia family would definitely not be able to come up with the money. If they hadn't had a daughter, it would have been possible to rely on him. But now, even if he was willing, his wife Gao Shuzhen would not agree to take out 500 yuan at once. They had been subsidizing the family for so many years, and had already spent a lot on buying a sewing machine and a bicycle.

Jia Dongxu stammered in surprise. "Five to five hundred yuan, and it's just a job of sweeping the floor and carrying manure?"

He really doesn't know that jobs are so valuable nowadays, and thinks all he needs to do is find some connections?

Moreover, the two children are still young and really need someone to take care of them, which the couple had not expected.

Yi Zhonghai nodded. "I have asked around for Zhuzi before. Even though he has learned cooking skills for many years and our factory is short of cooks, it is estimated that the minimum amount of gifts for socializing is 500 yuan. Any job position in the factory would cost 700 to 800 yuan privately."

Jia Dongxu was stunned. Sha Zhu, who has cooking skills, has to spend 500 yuan to give gifts just to enter the factory?

Yi Zhonghai struck while the iron was hot. "Dongxu, I thought about it for you last night. For now, we have to maintain the status quo. It's not easy for you to support your family, and Master can't just sit there and watch. So, I'll give you a subsidy of ten yuan every month from now on."

With his ten yuan subsidy per month, the Jia family's life is not much different from before.

Jia Dongxu hurriedly thanked him. "Thank you, Master. I'll go back now."

He thought it was worth it, he could earn five more dollars a month. He used five hundred dollars to buy a job, but he thought his family didn't have that much money, and he might not find a job for sale...

Yi Zhonghai patted his shoulder comfortingly.

Jia Dongxu suddenly stopped and turned back to ask, "Master, has Sha Zhu entered the steel mill?"

Yi Zhonghai answered truthfully. "Not yet. Chang Wei from the cross-campus introduced Zhuzi to the Shengli Canning Factory and it looks like he should be able to get in, but it will cost more than 500 yuan."

I thought to myself, what can you compare with others? Their father ran away in public, but they help them behind the scenes. You have a mother in public, but she is a burden. If I were not your father in private, who always supported you, it would be hard to say whether your mother could raise you with her character...

Jia Dongxu exclaimed. "How could Chang Wei have such a relationship?"

Yi Zhonghai answered thoughtfully. "I think so. I heard that he is the only level 8 slaughterer in the factory. It is normal for him to have some connections with the factory leaders..."

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