His expression made Qin Huai immediately understand why the county needed so many mats, just to give people the last bit of dignity.

With so many people, let alone coffins, at least a reed mat would be enough.

Speaking of which, the people in Qinjiazhuang all have the tradition of weaving mats. Almost every man and woman in every household knows how to do it. Qin Huai said with an idea: "Director Mao, if you believe this matter, I can help you."

Director Mao's eyes lit up and he said, "Can you help me? Qin Huai, you're not kidding, are you?"

"Director, how could I dare to joke about such an important matter? I'm from Qinjiazhuang. You should have heard that everyone in our village knows how to do it. This is nothing."

Director Mao said, "If this really works, you'll be doing me a great favor."

There are still 1,500 mats missing, but the deadline is very tight, with only ten days left.

Qin Huai calculated that one person could weave three reed mats in about two days, and there were probably two hundred people in Qinjiazhuang who could weave them. In other words, if they worked at full capacity, ten days should be enough.

As long as the raw materials are available, the construction period can be completed in time.

This opportunity is very rare for Qinjiazhuang. Although Qin Huai did not go back, I believe Qin Laoshuan will agree. He is not as cold as he looks.

Qin Huai said, "Director, I've made the decision for you on behalf of the village. I'll go back and tell the villagers to start work immediately."

Director Mao said, "Okay, we sell a mat for 2.5 yuan. Qinjiazhuang helped me, so I can give you 2.4 yuan. We shouldn't earn this money."

Qin Huai said, "I want to thank the director on behalf of the villagers."

"You've done me a great favor. Why should you thank me? You're from Qinjiazhuang and you own such a big store. I trust you. You can pay half of the deposit first, and the rest will be paid when the goods are delivered. I'm sure the farmers will be more motivated once they see the money."

Qin Huai smiled and said, "You're really thoughtful. Just don't make things difficult for Director Mao."

"Won't."

As soon as Director Mao left, Old Man Qin said, "Qin Huai, this is a big deal. If you agree to it without consulting the captain, won't you get into trouble?"

"If the village can really have this income, everyone's life will be much better. Qin Laoshuan is not a bad person, he will agree to it."

"Okay, then go back and tell everyone."

When Qin Laoshuan heard about this, he immediately rang the bell to recruit people. It didn't take long for people to gather. When they told everyone about the mat making, everyone was very happy. This kind of work can be helped by both the old and the young. After weaving the mats, they don't have to go out and sell them themselves. They can get the money directly. What a great thing.

Qin Huai explained the supply and marketing cooperative's requirements: "We are all from the same village. Work carefully. If the bad ones are picked out, it will be embarrassing for everyone."

Qin Laoshuan said, "Don't worry. This is the craftsmanship of Qinjiazhuang. I will watch over it and check every mat carefully. There will be no mistakes."

Qin Huai handed 1,800 yuan to the captain and said, "I've already taken back half of the money. The more you work, the more you get. If everything goes well, we can earn back a few months' worth of food and oil."

The old people looked at Qin Huai with soft eyes and said, "This child is really good. He moved to the city and still thought about us."

"That's right, Qin Huai is still capable. No one in the village lives as well as him."

"Old man Qin has also gone to the city to enjoy his life. How can Qin Huai not be my grandson?"

Qin Huai's order gave the villagers hope. Everyone started to get busy as if they were suddenly given a shot of chicken blood. They could see money in a few days, and the pay was very high. If they were quick, they could earn several yuan a day. Just thinking about it made them happy.

Qin Laoshuan said, "Qin Huai, you have done a good thing for the whole village."

Qin Huai said, "I am from Qinjiazhuang. The whole village is doing well, and I am happy too."

Qin Laoshuan patted him on the shoulder and began to arrange personnel. He was experienced and arranged it in no time.

The raw material for reed mats is reeds. The villagers' side job is to weave mats, and every family has quite a few.

It’s a good thing this thing can’t be eaten, otherwise we wouldn’t have seen it this year.

Arriving at her own door, she found the house empty and teeming with a sense of inexplicable decay. Seeing this, Sister Hong asked, "Are Xiaomi and Xiaoyun doing okay in the city?"

"They're fine. They say they miss you all day long."

The two stood at the door for a while, and the mother-in-law looked at them curiously and came over from time to time.

Sister Hong said, "You see, she's staring at me every day. If I say a word to a man outside, she'll be in a bad mood when I get home."

Some people cannot eat enough, and when they do, they start to cause trouble.

"Sister Hong, we all know who you are. She's old, so ignore her."

"Can you ignore it? We live together." Sister Hong looked embarrassed.

Every family has its own problems. What can Qin Huai, a single man, do about this kind of thing?

They had only exchanged a few words when the mother-in-law came over and called out, "Hong, come and work! You can earn a little extra money and make a new coat for Goudan."

Qin Huai said, "Sister Hong, you guys go ahead and do your work. I'll go home and take a look."

These days, no matter who a widow talks to, people will gossip about her.

After Sister Hong left, Goudan came to Qin Huai and said, "Uncle Qin Huai, I want to discuss something with you."

Qin Huai asked, "Little guy, what do you want to tell me?"

Goudan pulled him aside and said something shocking: "Uncle, can you be my father?"

"What nonsense? Why do you say that?"

"Uncle, I want to tell you something, don't tell anyone else." Although Goudan was only six years old, he looked serious, with a heavy expression that was not appropriate for his age.

"Okay, tell me, I will keep it a secret for you."

Goudan looked around to see if there was anyone around, then he whispered in Qin Huai's ear, "I couldn't sleep the night before last, and when I got up to pee, I heard a noise in the kitchen..."

His voice suddenly became strange.

Qin Huai was stunned and said, "Are you having a hysterical dream?"

"No, I walked over and heard the voices of my mother and a man." He said this with a sad and angry expression.

This sentence shocked Qinhuai so much that he was shocked inside and out. Goudan, you six-year-old kid, do you know what you mean?

But judging by his expression, he obviously understood.

"Don't talk nonsense, your mother is not that kind of person."

Goudan suddenly started crying and said, "I heard right, uncle, that man is the second uncle from the east end of the village."

Qin Huai frowned and said, "Have you ever told this to anyone? Don't talk nonsense."

"I told you so."

"Why are you telling me this?"

"I want you to be my father. I don't want my mother to be like this."

Qin Huai calmed himself down. Such a young child had such a complicated mind. He must educate him properly. He whispered, "Are you sure you saw it right? What are they doing?"

Goudan said, “They were sitting there chatting.”

Qin Huai let out a long sigh, "You little bastard, you really scared me to death."