"Dad, what are you saying? How could I send you in..."

Liu Chunlai was shocked.

The loneliness on the old man's face made him feel a little panicked.

Could it be that the old man saw what he saw?

It's impossible.

He first considered avoiding all things and various risks.

In the 1980s, reform and opening up achieved great results, but the total national economic output did not increase, and personal wealth accumulation was in its initial stage.

Most big shots are basically taking the affiliation route now.

Liu Chunlai didn't want to do that.

The brigade is a good platform.

Although it is only the lowest-level collective unit, it is also considered a collective.

Moreover, there will be no powerful figure to pull him back.

From the beginning, the equity was clear.

What he devoted to various projects was not free, and the brigade owed him the debt.

"The higher you are, the bigger you are." Liu Fuwang didn't say much, "Almost every project has your shares..."

Liu Chunlai was even more shocked.

"Dad, the country does not allow individuals to take shares. Besides, I earned all the money openly..." Liu Chun said that he was not so confident.

Those cars and the millions contained in the trunk of the car are not open and honest.

Without these millions, it is impossible for the plate to be so big now.

The profits of the clothing factory are no longer as big as they were at the beginning.

Now, relying on exported underwear and other things, all factories have only a profit of hundreds of thousands per month, which will gradually decrease as more and more people follow the trend in the market.

If it weren't for the purpose of building a brand, Liu Chunlai would have even wanted to give up.

The speed of capital making money is far higher than that of industry.

"The policy is indeed correct." Liu Fuwang was not in a high mood, "Let's say it means that you can share money."

The old man took the initiative to change the topic.

Obviously, he saw that among the projects planned by his son, if it were not invested in the brigade's industries and cooperation with other communes, Liu Chunlai would be willing to pay and would also occupy shares...

"Dad, no one has come to you these days?" Liu Chunlai didn't want to talk about this.

The solar calendar has entered 84 years.

The lunar calendar is still on the tail.

"What are they looking for me?" Liu Fuwang said angrily, "At the beginning, many people were driven away when they looked for the Eighth Master. The Eighth Master has not gone out these days, and he has not seen anyone. Don't you know?"

Liu Chunlai smiled.

He really doesn't know.

Because of the busyness, Mr. Liu Ba has already fallen asleep when he goes back.

Mr. Liu Ba got up early in the morning and didn't say anything. He just stood under the street light for a while and then guided Liu Chun to practice boxing.

Liu Jiuwa said that he was completely degenerate now. I don’t know if the woman has such a big belly and can do it. Anyway, she looks exhausted and she looks like she is usually energetic.

"That's what I think. Since we have paid the land before, there are only two new populations, we will directly share the land according to the number of people in each family..."

Liu Chun looked at the old man and explained the two plans.

One is divided according to land. After all, the brigade takes back the land, and the shares are calculated based on land.

The other is by population.

"Don't count based on the head. When the land was distributed to households before, many people thought that the national tax was paid and the submission was high. The elderly and little girls in the family only had half a person's land, otherwise there would be so much land for the brigade..." Liu Fuwang shook his head and killed Liu Chunlai and divided it according to the head.

"That's OK."

"Didn't your dog ask me if you have done everything?" Liu Fuwang glared at Liu Chunlai with annoyance.

"Dad, you've wronged me. I've been accounting for the past few days. Didn't you find that Ye Ling is always in the wind when walking? The third brother doesn't even want to cook the meal when he comes home?" Liu Chunlai cried and shouted for justice.

This is the best these days.

The captain of the team said he would share the money, so he would share the money.

As much as you say, you can get as much as you say.

There is no need to hold a board meeting or apply to superiors. As long as his father, Secretary Liu, agrees, there is no problem.

disagree?

It's okay, at worst, it's just to make the old man feel angry for a few days.

It was already ten:30 pm.

Garment factories and furniture factories are preparing for holidays these days and have not worked overtime at night.

After leaving the brigade headquarters, looking down, there were a lot of lights than other brigades in the distance.

In the entire commune, only the four brigades have installed electric lights.

In other brigades, only a few wealthy families have installed electric lights.

The electricity bill is too expensive, and it is not cost-effective compared to kerosene lamps.

The street lights of the brigade headquarters on the mountain have not been turned off at night since the wires are opened.

Although the color TV plant in Dapingwan has not yet started to install equipment, many street lights are on and militia are guarding it.

The militia in the brigade have already assumed the responsibility of security.

The brigade will pay the money tomorrow.

Many families still have lights on.

The whole family sat in the main hall, leaning against the fire, waiting for the head to show their opinions.

The people from Liu Zaihou and Liu Zaide's families all gathered at Liu Fulin's house.

Liu Fulin's main hall was not wide, and each family came to be the leader.

The only thing that comes out is that I don’t know whether it’s to marry or to recruit a son-in-law Liu Qingmei and Zhang Erqiang.

Liu Qingmei's belly can be seen.

Zhang Erqiang was sitting next to her, twisting and twisting.

The depressing atmosphere in the main hall made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Now almost every day, Zhang Erqiang regrets why he couldn't control his lower body at the beginning...

Especially the men in the room, they were smoking.

Zhang Erqiang's smoking addiction has long emerged, but his wife is next to him...

"Qingmei, why don't I send you back first?" Zhang Erqiang asked Liu Qingmei.

Everyone in the room looked at the young couple.

MMP!

In the house, my uncle and old man, also my uncle, have double digits combined.

Zhang Erqiang suddenly felt weak in his legs.

But men can't be cowardly.

"...It's still early now. Qingmei has a big belly and is sleeping in the sky now... It's cold outside, and there is another smell of smoke in the room..." Zhang Erqiang said intermittently.

He didn't dare to say that he could not agree on it if he continued.

"If you want to smoke, just smoke. I'm sitting by the door!" Liu Qingmei said angrily, "Only one is allowed!"

After receiving the imperial edict, Zhang Erqiang immediately became happy.

I really want to hug my wife and kiss her rosy face.

But when I saw more than ten uncles looking at me, I didn't dare to speak.

"Erqiang is not bad, he looks like our Liu family's son-in-law." A smile appeared on Brother Liu Qingmei's face.

At the same time, I picked up the Pegasus on the table, pulled out one, and prepared to give it to Zhang Erqiang.

Liu Qingmei's hand, which was originally placed in Zhang Erqiang's clothes to keep warm, immediately twisted the flesh on Zhang Erqiang's waist and turned it around.

"Ouch……"

"Don't have some vision to see you? You, a son-in-law, saw your uncle and elder at the woman's house, and did not take the initiative to disperse the smoke... you are not sensible at all..."

Zhang Erqiang hurriedly laughed and took out a cigarette from his pocket.
To be continued...