Bai Fumei in the 70’s

He is a little afraid of He Songbai.

Tie Zhu asked, "What are you doing, Brother?"

He Songbai pursed his lips and was silent for a long time before saying, "You will know when the time comes."

His eyes deepened involuntarily, and the darkness is like a fierce vortex...

In fact, on the day He Songbai picked up his girlfriend, he pushed the bike and carried the wooden box to go home. Then, he ran into Shunzi on the road.

Shunzi said to He Songbai, "An accident happened to our pig farm!"

He panted breathlessly, vigilant as a frightened bird, and pulled He Songbai into the bush with a calm face.

"I came to you especially!"

"You didn't go to work today, so I'm afraid you don't believe it, and tomorrow you will go to the pig farm stupidly.1

He Songbai's face flooded with complex emotions.

Shunzi said sadly, "I'm afraid that the pig farm won't be able to be kept."

"Master He said that the day after tomorrow, we will kill all the pigs. Then after the last trip, we will stop and wash our hands."

When Shunzi mentioned the place's name, he only takes He Songbai's palm and wrote it down.

He Songbai read it and nodded clearly.

Shunzi is also a veteran on a pig farm. He has made no less money in recent years. His family members follow him to enjoy the blessings and also follow him in fear. There is really the whole family on guard duty. If it weren't for his companions to be vigilant today, probably everyone would have been squatting in the prison at the moment.

Shunzi also said, "But there are three people caught, Brother Zhang is busy appeasing their family members, to let them feel at ease to go to jail, and don't sell us! Hey, it's really bad luck. I've been on a pig farm for several years and now I fall down. This is not the trouble we caused ourselves..."

He Songbai said, "Everyone is fine."

Shunzi said in an indignant way, "I'll go find some others and tell them so they won't get caught in the net..."

"Go quickly." He Songbai patted Shunzi's shoulder.

...

In the evening, He Songbai rode a bicycle to the agreed place.

Everyone drank a large bowl of white wine. The high concentration of alcohol made these men's blood swell, warmed up, and full of energy to work.

He Songbai chopped more than a dozen pigs in total, and his workload was three times as much as usual. He had been busy from ten o'clock in the evening until the next day was slightly bright. After he finished splitting pigs, his whole body was wet like fish out of the water.

The temporary pig-slaughter farm that Master He set up was soaked with pig blood. After killing hundreds of adult pigs, everyone was tired.

Master He wrapped a red envelope himself and handed it to the masters who killed the pigs.

"Tomorrow is still busy, and I will work you hard in these few days. After finishing these last bits, we will go our own ways. Those who should go home to the farm will go home, and those who retire will enjoy the blessing."

So He Songbai went to the temporary pig slaughter farm for several days. The pigs he has to slaughtered became smaller and smaller, and life gradually eased.

Towards the end, He Songbai pulled Master He and said, "The remaining suckling pigs are too small to kill, and it is not worth a few yuans."

Master He touched his head and understood, "He's second, do you want it?"

Three or four-month-old pigs barely weigh half the weight of slaughter pigs, and they don't have much meat. It's a pity to kill, but Master He can't find anyone to take over. Raising pigs is hard and tiring, and there are bloody examples of people who were caught in jail. Old people who have made enough money didn't want to do it anymore. They want to kill the pigs and sold the last batch of meat as soon as possible, and went home to enjoy the blessing.

He Songbai nodded.

He asked, "I just don't know how many there are and how do you sell them. I don't have much money in my hand."

Master He thought and thought again. He Songbai has not spent much time on the pig farm. Master He knows that he is a downright poor boy. It hasn't been a few days since his family's situation doubled. Where can he get the money?

But he admired He Songbai's courage to do it. He said: "You are also the person introduced by Brother Zhang."

"It is reasonable to give you some face, but I don't like giving face to others, working hard is more useful than anything here. For the sake of your honesty in the past few months, I will give you half of the credit, and you can collect the rest by yourself. I still have a few pens of pigs here, a hundred suckling pigs, and also sows, they are about to give birth."

"You can't eat so much by yourself. You can see if there is anyone who is willing to work with you. You are still a novice and inexperienced. It would be better to take a few old people with you."

He Songbai nodded and asked Master He, "Do you still want to go on?"

Master He shook his head.

He Songbai asked how much money he wants in total. Master He told He Songbai, and for him, it is tantamount to astronomical figures.

Master He smiled and said, "Without this amount of money, you can't open a pig farm."

"The remaining half is reserved for pig raising expenses. When the first pigs come out, the money will roll in. Once you start earning money, the more you work, the easier it is to earn."

He Songbai nodded in silence.

With the astronomical figure in his heart, he cycled across the dark mountain road, and the cool mountain breeze whizzed past his ears.

The return journey this time was the same as countless sleepless nights in the past. The body was exhausted, but the heart was full.

The spiritual satisfaction made his body feels like steel. He stared at the bottomless ditch and the lilac moon. Infinite hope was born in his heart and he returned to peace. The cold mountain breeze cooled his hot head, and He Songbai shivered and wiped his face.

He can't make his huge sum of money even if he sells himself or his family.

But the opportunity is in front of him, seducing him to catch it, and catch it desperately!

...

Early morning, dawn.

On the weekend, Zhao Lanxiang, who didn't need to work, got up very late.

Wu Yong is very different from Sun Xiang's vigorous behavior. He is a slow man, and the project is progressing slowly, so everyone's work is not heavy. The work points are also reduced, people can earn eight work points per day. This is also very good. After the autumn harvest, and after finishing the autumn planting, it is the agricultural slack period. The members can earn not too many work points every day. Eight work points are just enough.

However, Zhao Lanxiang found that He Songbai is "lazy" again, and she didn't know if he had found some fresh work to do. He looked more exhausted than before.