Chapter 158: Happy One Good News and Another Good News…
Without saying anything to Zhile and the other two, he pointed at them and continued to spit, the flesh on his face shaking as he spoke.
"Tomorrow, no, tonight, if we can't replenish this week's goods, I will deduct half of your salary for this month."
"If this happens again in the future, we will reduce the original price by one-third and then deduct another one-third of the monthly fee."
After shouting these two sentences, he muttered some obscene words at the three people in other local dialects.
The next second, his fingers were clamped by Zhou Yuesheng and bent toward the back of his hand.
"Watch your mouth." Zhou Yuesheng said coldly.
Secretary Huang cried out in pain and bent down to struggle free from his hand, but to no avail.
Yu Zhile patted Zhou Yuesheng's arm, signaling him to let go, and said, "We will no longer supply the cannery. If you dare to come to Haiyu Village and speak nonsense again, you will be kicked out of the village."
At that time, other people at the construction site also stopped what they were doing, and twenty or thirty people stared at Secretary Huang together.
Secretary Huang was frightened by the huge feeling of oppression and swallowed unconsciously, but he still thought that they just wanted to control the cannery in this way.
"Uh, you, who else can you sell to? If you want to rely on us, uh, you should know your place." He said while burping.
Yu Haiguang knocked on the wooden sign and said, "Do you know how to read? Our village will produce canned food in the future."
"You guys are really trying hard to bargain, but we will never give in." Secretary Huang looked in his direction and laughed contemptuously after reading the words clearly.
Yu Chuyue rolled her eyes and spread her hands, saying, "See, I told you he doesn't understand human language and it's hard to communicate with him."
"Forget it, forget about him." Zhang Wenxin laughed dryly, then turned around and called everyone, "Come over for dinner. Today we have fried tofu stewed with pork and spicy fried prawns."
As she spoke, she opened the lid of the wooden barrel and used a spoon to flip the oily vegetables at the bottom to the top.
The sauce-colored pork belly is oily and salty, and the red prawns are spicy and fresh. The two interweave to create a layered aroma that instantly whets everyone's appetite.
Secretary Huang was the same. His stomach suddenly made a loud rumbling sound, and then it continued to rumble several times.
On the other side, everyone lined up with their bowls to get their food. Those who got the food sat on the ground and ate with big mouthfuls, not even looking at him.
"You guys, just wait." Secretary Huang frowned and snorted, "If you don't kneel down and beg me, I won't accept your seafood."
After saying that, he rode away angrily and returned to the factory to report the matter to the new factory manager.
The new factory manager didn't take it seriously and said, "Just leave them alone for now. There are no machines or electricity in the countryside anyway, so these are just minor incidents. You should focus on handling the affairs of the ocean-going team."
Secretary Huang nodded repeatedly and said yes, with a very humble attitude.
The next day, at daybreak, the fishing team went out to sea to catch jellyfish. The people in the sideline group disinfected the glass jars in the yard, while Aunt Zhang led the ladies to prepare water at the well.
At about nine o'clock, several ships docked one after another. Yu Haizong and his team hurriedly scooped the jellyfish in the cabin into wooden barrels and transported them back to the courtyard in batches.
"The seafood is here." Aunt Zhang shouted and everyone started moving.
The sideline group was the first to enter the autumn harvest phase, working from dawn to dusk, and the first thing they did every day was make spicy and sour jellyfish, fish balls and fish rolls.
During this period, they also received repurchase orders from old customers, and some supply and marketing cooperatives even placed orders for stir-fried abalone with spicy sauce.
Yu Zhile does a panoramic live broadcast every day. Although he doesn’t sell goods, the income from gifts is considerable, and he has taken a big step towards his goal of unlocking the advanced mall.
After working for seven days, the sideline group finally finished all the orders. As soon as this was over, the autumn harvest in the village began.
The autumnal equinox has passed, but the perceived temperature has not dropped and everyone is working hard and sweating.
"The autumn harvest is coming soon, so work hard," the old party secretary shouted from the edge of the field with a loud speaker, "If you work another half an acre, you will have iced green bean soup, one bowl for each person."
Everyone had the carrot of the autumn harvest party hanging in front of their eyes, and when they heard that there would be an extra meal this year, they involuntarily speeded up the process of harvesting rice.
A breeze blew, and the rice stalks swayed, and in the eyes of Yu Zhile and his group, they looked like rolling rice waves.
"This is the first time I haven't participated in the autumn harvest since I can remember. It turns out this is what it's like when the wind blows." Yu Baiwei sighed.
She had been following her neighbors to pick up rice ears since she was three years old. When she was seven or eight years old, she began to help carry rice stalks. When she was older, she began to earn work points for harvesting rice. She had never seen a scene like this before.
Yu Zhile asked: "Do you have the urge to write again?"
"What are you waiting for? Just write, revise carefully, and submit boldly." Zhang Wenxin said more directly.
During this period, Yu Baiwei did not receive any reply from the provincial newspaper. Her friends tried their best not to mention writing articles in front of her. Only Yu Zhile and Zhang Wenxin kept encouraging her to write more.
Yu Baiwei's eyes swept across the fields. She saw an old lady who was rubbing her waist frequently but still persisting, an old man whose arms were hit red by flying rice ears in front of a foot-operated thresher but whose face remained calm, and children who were picking rice ears with small bamboo baskets and laughing.
"Yes, I have to write. I want to write the story of the autumn harvest in our village." She smiled and replied, "I will write it when we get back to the courtyard."
Everyone rested together, drank mung bean soup, and enjoyed the cool breeze.
The cool and slightly sweet mung bean soup not only relieved the dryness, but also reduced everyone's fatigue, allowing them to return to work in a more energetic state.
While everyone was working hard, the people in the sideline group were also busy. They began to plunder things from the warehouse to build a temporary stage for the autumn harvest party.
The size of the stage is designed to be relatively large to accommodate the movements of the model operas, and it is expected to be completed a few days before the party. The team leader asked the people who transported the rice to dry to broadcast the situation in real time to motivate everyone.
As the days passed, everything was going on in an orderly manner. The barn was gradually filled up and the new courtyard was slowly built.
On the afternoon of September 27th, the temporary stage was finally set up.
Zhou Yuesheng and Yu Haiguang went out in the morning to the county's film projection team to borrow a small generator and some stage equipment, and have not returned to the village yet.
"Why haven't Uncle Guang and the others come back yet?" Zhang Wenxin looked at the road from the village entrance to the threshing ground again.
Yu Zhile was checking the stage and responded, "No rush. Even if we borrow the things back, we can't test the effects until the evening."
"I'm just afraid that I won't be able to borrow it back." said Zhang Wenxin.
As soon as she finished speaking, the village's ox cart appeared at the intersection. Various equipment were placed on the cart, and she jumped up immediately.
"This is Xiao Zhang from the projection team, Fang Zhuo's former comrade-in-arms." Yu Haiguang introduced.
Xiao Zhang greeted everyone cheerfully. He didn't look much older than the people in the sideline group, so everyone called him Brother Zhang.
As night fell in the evening, Yu Zhile began to adjust the lights and microphone with the assistance of Xiao Zhang.
The incandescent lights and loud noises attracted the villagers to watch, and the children ran around excitedly under the light. The threshing ground was bustling until after eight o'clock, and then it returned to silence after Yu Zhile and his friends left.
"This small generator is quite convenient, but it has many problems and is not easy to operate," said Yu Zhile.
Xiao Zhang confirmed it several times before starting, but the machine still had to be shut down for maintenance twice during the initial debugging phase before it could run stably afterwards.
While waiting, she realized that electricity would become a huge stumbling block for the Haiyu Village Food Processing Factory in the next few years. Unless the commune has a rural electrification development plan in the next few years, they will have to relocate to seek new development.
Zhou Yuesheng knew what she was thinking as soon as he heard it, so he stopped and let the two of them face each other.
"Hmm?" Yu Zhile made a puzzled sound.
Zhou Yuesheng gently smoothed her frown and asked with a smile: "I have one good news and another good news, which one do you want to hear first?"
"Listen to the one that makes me happier first." Yu Zhile tilted his head and looked at him.
Her lively little expression melted Zhou Yuesheng's heart, and he couldn't help but touch her face.
At the same time, he responded, "At the end of the year, the county's Water Resources and Electricity Department will release guidelines for the development of rural electrification. Secretary Liu has secured two pilot sites for Haidong Town. Which village do you think will be chosen?"
"Have you been busy with this for some time?" Yu Zhile raised his voice and leaned forward slightly.
Zhou Yuesheng hummed and hugged her closer.
When she insisted on making canned jellyfish, he knew that the future development speed of Haiyu Village would be beyond everyone's imagination, and he realized this problem.
Later, he met Liu Ying in Ning Tan's office. After a brief greeting, he asked about the county's development plans in this regard. Only then did he learn that she was running around for a pilot quota.
Coincidentally, Liu Ying's driver had some minor problems at the time, so he took the initiative to seize the opportunity to become her temporary secretary and driver, and accompanied her to the county for a meeting.
"Is it us?" Yu Zhile asked, looking up.
Zhou Yuesheng kissed her and asked, "Except for Xishan Village, is there any other village in Haidong Town that has developed sideline businesses better than Haiyu Village?"
As soon as he asked the question, the ownership of the two pilot places became obvious.
"What about the other good news?" Yu Zhile asked again.
Zhou Yuesheng smiled: "Another good news is——"
He stretched out his voice, paused for a few seconds, and patted her head: "It's a surprise, classmate Yu Qiqi should look forward to it."
"Hey, how can you say good news like that?" Yu Zhile curled his lips.
She reached out to pinch the soft flesh on Zhou Yuesheng's waist, but he grabbed her wrist in advance.
Before she could break free, their breathing blended into the night, and it took a long time before they returned to their original rhythm.
With everyone's anticipation, the last day of September finally arrived.
From the first crow of the cock in the morning, the villagers have been smiling as they watch the children laughing and playing.
The person who will be going on stage tonight has already taken out his newest clothes, put them on and took them off again, repeating this process more than a dozen times.
Yu Zhile is the host of tonight's show and will also help everyone with their makeup, so after lunch we headed to the sideline group's courtyard.
She was busy until three o'clock in the afternoon, when Zhang Xiaoyun came running to call her with her little followers.
"Sister Lele, there are so many cars parked at the entrance of our village."
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