Meng Yu was sitting in the small mountain village, not wanting to pay attention to the commotion outside.

"Old man, you have little land here, and the land used to grow food must not be used to grow other things." Meng Yu said.

Zhao Dayou held a cigarette in his mouth and looked helplessly at several people in the county.

"Xiao Meng, you are a kind person, but you don't know that you don't make any money growing food. If you don't make any money, and your family doesn't have any money, we, the old couple, can no longer afford fertilizers and seeds every year." Zhao Da

There is something said.

Meng Yu nodded, of course he knew this.

Before he rose to prominence, his family was also a farmer, and he knew very well how much money he could earn for his family every year.

During the busy farming season, he would have to save two or three months of his salary to buy fertilizer and seeds for his family, but when it came time to receive the goods, he couldn't get back the money he invested.

What's even more troublesome is that these lands cannot be abandoned, because if they are not cultivated for a year, the villagers will come looking for them.

If you don't farm, you have to work as a coolie in the city.

Farmers have worked hard all their lives, but who is willing to buy food to eat?

So in the end, after a year of hard work, the family still had to go out to work to earn back the firewood, rice, oil and salt.

If you don't go out to work, you have to consider how to make good use of the economic value of the land.

By that time, 99% of rural entrepreneurs have lost everything in the end.

"So we have to increase subsidies. If business does not subsidize agriculture, agriculture will have to rely on large farms. What will a large number of farmers do?" Meng Yu was very worried about this.

Zhao Dayou has a way.

"In fact, we need to develop deep agricultural processing." He found a few pieces of paper.

Zhao Dayou's wife hurriedly spoke beside him.

"Mr. Meng, please drink water." The old lady wiped her tears and said, "Like our family, all the money we earn throughout the year is spent in the fields. Sometimes it is not enough at all, and we have to ask the children for money."

"What you said is too much. When have they ever given money?" Zhao Dayou said coldly, "I only remember that the subsidies given to them every year exceed the investment in the land."

"Why didn't you say we could support you in your old age?" the eldest son said angrily.

"Yes, you are thousands of miles away, sitting in your own house, making a phone call and pretending to be taking care of us."

"I have nothing to say. I have been tired all my life and I am too lazy to want you to take care of me."

"Where were you when your old mother was lying in the hospital for several months?"

"You haven't paid a penny for medical expenses and you still want me to give you some money every month. Your son has to go to school and your wife has to drive to work. What about us? We don't need to spend money in the village, not even firewood, rice, oil and salt.

Already?"

"Raising a child for old age is worse than a little girl in the hospital. When we got home, we just walked in and someone called us to ask what was wrong. We didn't call to report it for a few days. They called us and drove to the village in person to ask.

If we have any discomfort, my mother and I are waiting at home, but you don’t."

Zhao Dayou was furious as he spoke.

"Don't be angry, old man. In today's society, it's not easy for young people to live in the city." Meng Yu said.

"Yes, but Xiao Meng, you don't know the situation of our family. The old woman is reluctant to spend money on medical treatment. The thousand yuan she saved is sent to others. My wife takes the subway to work and is laughed at. My children don't have any interest classes during the holidays.

A class that costs more than a thousand yuan, people say, is looked down upon."

"Now when I hear that my land is valuable, people come back and want to take it all away."

"You don't know that the benefits you give us, the money for each household, has to be transferred to the owner's account, and it is almost a year at a time."

"Those sons of bitches in Hong Kong City, their condition is that they pay once a month and directly give it to 'those with certain financial responsibility', that is, these young people, what should we do?"

Zhao Dayou's youngest son said: "Isn't it enough that we give you three hundred yuan a month?"

Meng Yu was furious.

"Don't you know that after the land is transferred, your two elderly people can only go to the city to buy food?"

"You get three hundred yuan a month, no, including the four of you pigs, each of you gets three hundred, twelve hundred yuan, and you have to invest in the land. If you go back to the countryside, can you try to live for a year?"

"You're shameless, aren't you? From which unit? Which company? Do you want me to let you all earn only three hundred yuan a month?"

"What the hell, humanity is gone, right?"

Zhao Dayou was very calm.

"Don't be like them. They are just a few who have no ability to make money from outside, so they have to exploit their own father's things." Zhao Dayou said, "All the left-behind elderly people in our village know that doing business with you will definitely make money, and they are not afraid of suffering losses.

, you don’t have to say hello to them.”

"If you want to say that, then let Meng take care of him in his old age, and don't come to us if you have any problems in the future!"

"Yes, our family is really in trouble. Since the land at home is valuable, we have the right to speak..."

"Shut up!" Meng Yu looked coldly, "If you say more nonsense, I will tell you that from today on, no unit in the world dares to ask you, get out!"

The youngest daughter said angrily: "What qualifications do you have..."

Meng Yu slapped the bastard hard on the corner of his mouth.

"You, you dare to hit me? Why do you hit me?" The woman was so frightened that she covered her face and leaned against the door. At this time, she thought of me, "Dad, you don't care?"

"What do you have to do with me?" Zhao Dayou warned the old lady, "If you are willing to live with them, I will immediately ask the village committee to hand over your land to you. If we divorce, you can live with them."

The old lady murmured: "But it's not easy for the children..."

"Yeah, it's not easy for them, but it's easy for me?" Zhao Dayou made a decision immediately, "The village committee will hold a meeting to discuss it immediately and decide on the use of the land. I think we can sign an agreement with Xiao Meng's company.

, you don’t need to find anyone.”

The county magistrate promised: "I can give you a promise, using the county's agreement, to guarantee that as long as the cooperation agreement is signed, we will supervise the company to fulfill certain obligations for support. It should be said that every month

The money given to each family will not be less than three thousand

Yuan per acre, if the development is good, it will be no problem even doubling it several times, and you can rest assured that we will never allow any company to let you invest a sum of money in the land first. All they can do is wait.

After harvesting, we will calculate the cost for each family."

This sentence was not initially believed by everyone.

The main reason is that many people have ruined their credibility.

But the agreement produced by the county was clearly written in black and white.

It clearly stipulates the obligations that Meng Yu's company should perform and the obligations that the villagers should perform.
Chapter completed!