Zhang Dazhuang is currently Fugui's right-hand man, and he has a lot of words: "Fugui is right. Since the brick kiln is ignited and the supply is in short supply every month, and the queues for goods at the door are getting longer and longer. But the situation is very good, and there are still many problems. Those in our village engineering team saw that the brick kiln burning people were receiving wages, but they just stared at them. They were still a little resentful in their hearts. Although they didn't say it, we could see it."

"Uncle Liu, you are knowledgeable and listen to me to make some calculations for you. If we build a new kiln, we can solve the twenty strong laborers in the village, add a ceiling, and use ten more people to dig dredge bricks. These thirty people can receive wages and solve the lives of thirty people. Have you ever calculated this regard?" Zhang Fugui said with a smile.

Old Man Liu praised Zhang Fugui: "Yes, we must take into account both economic and social benefits when doing things. Besides, if we can solve the life problems of some villages' strong laborers, then if this continues, our situation will only get better and better."

Zhang Erzhuang, who was sitting aside, said without hesitation: "I listen to Fugui's decision, Fugui will definitely not be wrong, and the profits in the end are also obvious.

"Two words appeared in the mouths of the congregation: Safe."

Therefore, Zhang Fugui decided to use all the remaining 7,000 yuan loans from Qilong Town Credit Union to build a new brick kiln, except for the 3,000 yuan salary.

In the evening, the work in the brick kiln was almost done, and they walked out of the brick kiln one by one. Fugui asked Dazhuang to take out a notebook for recording work hours and pay the corresponding wages according to the working hours recorded in the notebook.

These originally exhausted and dead brick kiln workers were full of vitality as if they were injected with chicken blood when they heard about the salary. They were full of passion. After all, this was the first time that the brick kiln had been ignited and burned bricks for three months.

The workers in the brick kiln paid about 150 yuan one by one. They all looked happy and happy, not to mention how happy they were.

The person who received the salary smiled and said, "It's so good! I was so happy that I could have been hoping to get forty or fifty yuan for the bricks I had been burning for three months. I didn't expect that I could get so much."

"It's just that. You're afraid you haven't seen any money! When we build a few more brick kilns next year, we will work hard for another year. By the end of the year, everyone will become a thousand-yuan household," Zhang Fugui responded with a smile.

When the workers who received their wages in the brick kiln heard Zhang Fugui say this, they all believed it without a doubt, their bodies were full of vitality, their eyes were filled with hope, and their mouths were even more happy.

"Then can we call our family members or relatives to work in the brick kiln?" asked one person.

"I'll tell you clearly. Everyone knows that this brick burning is quick, but you have seen the size of our brick kiln, and it doesn't take many people. Therefore, the people in our brick kiln must be from our own village. As for the relatives and friends outside the village, don't attract me. First, it's because the quota of this brick kiln is limited, and second, it's the kind of people who don't want to come to the brick kiln to make money by themselves but don't sell their strength. If anyone of you dares to bring the others I just mentioned in, then he will roll up the bed and leave me. I will do my best."

After hearing this, the people who received their wages in the brick kiln became silent. They originally thought of bringing their relatives to make money with them, but the words of wealthy were like a basin of cold water, and they could not speak one by one. After all, they did not dare to lose this golden rice bowl because of this.

"By the way, there is another thing I have to tell you. Everyone knows that our village has formed a engineering team before, but there is no construction equipment or construction materials, so our engineering team is also put on the side. Now you all have paid wages, but they don't even see anything. This is a very uncomfortable feeling. So when everyone goes back, you must not talk nonsense everywhere. Even if they can only say that they have not paid wages, even if they say it to their family, they can't spread it nonsense. If I find that someone has told me about the salary, then the brick kiln will no longer have his place next year," Zhang Fugui said without hesitation.

After hearing this, the people who were receiving the salary in the brick kiln held the money tightly into their purse, fearing that they would reveal their wealth and secrets by accident. After all, the three months of working bricks in the brick kiln is equivalent to the fruits of the family's hard work in the field for a year. Therefore, such a good job cannot be lost because of these things, so they all know how to grasp it.

This year's winter came earlier, so the brick kiln also extinguished the fire. The northwest wind roared and ran ragingly among the fields and mountains. It seemed like a sharp sword to hurt the villagers walking among the fields and mountains. The cold and cold air made people feel sore and headache, and their hands and feet were like ice. The skin exposed to the air was blown to make them feel unbearable.

The wind became heavier and heavier. In an instant, the white snow fell in the sky. The density of the snow gradually blocked the view, making people increasingly blurred.

Although this year's cold winter is still cold, smoke still wafts from the chimneys of every household in Zhangjia Village. However, the burning temperature is no longer the firewood and burning fire, but coal. The temperature of coal burning is very warmer than the firewood, and it is even longer than the firewood burning. All this is because the situation of every household in the village has improved.

It's almost New Year's Eve, and every household in the village is slaughtering pigs and chickens. The pigs and chickens are not bought from other families, nor are they bought from Yanjia Commune or Qilong Town. They are raised by the women in the village themselves. The family has worked hard for a year, and the happiest thing is to spend a good New Year together.

A few years ago, Zhangjia Village was poor, let alone eating meat, even eating fullness was a problem. Now it’s good. Every household can kill pigs and chickens during the Chinese New Year. The meat is so strong that it can be made to ensure that it can be managed.

Fugui posted a couplet outside his home early in the morning, and rushed to Zhang Tianyou's house with pig trotters and livers in his hand. After all, Zhang Tianyou was his own elder, and Zhang Jianguo, a playmate who had been playing since childhood, has never heard of coming back since he left, so Zhang Fugui had to fulfill his filial piety for Jianguo.

As he walked along the way, Zhang Fugui sighed all the way. Seeing that every household in the village was preparing for the New Year, he could smell the smell of meat through the door, so he was also happy.

After a while, he arrived at the door of Zhang Tianyou's house. Fugui knocked on the door, "Uncle Tianyou, it's me, I am Fugui, Fugui is here to see you." Zhang Tianyou opened the doorman and saw Zhang Fugui holding pig's trotters and liver in his hand, so he smiled and let Fugui walk into the door.

"Uncle Tianyou, it's almost New Year's Eve. Every household in our village has been slaughtering pigs and chickens all the way, but it's so lively. Fugui's family also killed one. I don't carry pig's trotters and liver to honor you."

"Fugui! You are determined. Every household in our village has lived so well, but thanks to you." Zhang Fugui responded with a smile: "Uncle Tianyou, Fugui is not very capable. Our village has lived so well. We still have to thank the good policies of the Party and the country, otherwise we would not dare to lead the artificial brick kiln in the village to burn bricks."

"Yes, yes, yes, Fugui is right. But although every household slaughtered pigs and chickens this year, I can't be happy at all for your uncle. I don't want to do anything else, just because Jianguo has not come back, I feel uncomfortable."

Zhang Fugui knew that Jianguo had not been back for nearly ten years since that parting, and he didn't know where he was now, and he didn't know how he lived. He looked at the sorrow on Zhang Tianyou's face and felt uncomfortable.

Fugui looked at Zhang Tianyou's crazy son Zhang Jianjun sitting alone in his hand playing with mud. When he looked at the sorrow on Zhang Tianyou's face, he said without hesitation: "Uncle Tianyou, I think it's better to go to Fugui's house at New Year's Eve this year! It's more lively."

Zhang Tianyou raised his head slightly, looked at his crazy son Zhang Jianjun, and said to Fugui: "This...this...this is not suitable!"

"Uncle, there is nothing wrong with it. The villagers are just looking for a festive reunion during the Chinese New Year, so they can add two more dishes."

"How can you be so embarrassed! It's almost the Chinese New Year, and I have nothing to give to you."

"Uncle Tianyou, look at what you said. What else do I need you to give me? Besides, after Fugui sets up the engineering team next year, you still need you to help manage it. After all, you are always famous and just hope that you can always help Fugui, and Fugui is easier."

"Okay, okay, okay, as long as you are not afraid of causing trouble for you, then uncle will do his best to help you with this old bone."

"Uncle, it's not as serious as you always say. Fugui just wants you to help manage the engineering team, supervise their work and pay their wages. As for other labor work, I dare not let you do it."

"Okay, okay, okay, Fugui, what do you think, I will do it if you are old uncle."

After saying that, Zhang Fugui helped Zhang Tianyou and his crazy son Zhang Jianjun rushed to his house together, preparing to have a lively New Year.

Li Jianmei, a woman, was doing housework alone and was busy cooking to prepare for a lively New Year. Zhang Youcai sat on the side with her legs crossed her legs and smoking a dry tobacco. Zhang Shaoping and Zhang Shaoan came back from Zhang Renyi's house early in the morning. The two babies squatted beside Zhang Youcai. From time to time, they smelled the smell of dry tobacco and felt a little disgusting. Zhang Youcai knew that he loved his grandson, so he put away his dry tobacco pipe.

Not long after, Zhang Tianyou and his crazy son Zhang Jianjun followed Fugui to the home. Fugui's home suddenly became lively. In addition to the narrower and more crowded at home, a strong sense of New Year arose.
Chapter completed!