Song Darong was somewhat bewildered.
"Honey, what are you going to do with the rented land?"
Fang Jie pursed her lips and said, "Let's set up a pig farm."
Song Darong was stunned, and his first reaction was to stop him.
“Honey, we’re doing just fine now. Why are you going to start a pig farm? It’s too tiring and stressful! Forget it, the rent for the whole year will just go down the drain. If you want to raise pigs, you can raise them in the yard. If one isn’t enough, raise two.”
Seeing that Fang Jie remained silent, Song Darong continued to persuade her, "I'm the regimental commander now, and I have more than enough to support you all. Stop making trouble and just return the land."
Song Fanxing brought a plate of stir-fried green peppers and eggs into the house.
"Dad, don't discourage Mom. Women need careers too. Money earned by themselves feels secure and gives them confidence."
Before Song Darong could speak, Song Fanxing turned to Fang Jie and said, "Mom, isn't it especially enjoyable for you to spend the money you earn yourself?"
Fang Jie nodded.
She was extremely frugal with Song Darong's salary, but she always felt uneasy about it.
She spends her own money lavishly and is particularly daring in her purchases.
Buy whatever you want for the kids without thinking twice.
Song Fanxing: "That's right, women still have to earn their own money. Mom, don't be afraid, there's no turning back now that the arrow has been released. We've already rented the land. I'll help you earn a lot of money, and in the future, we'll buy a house and a car in the city."
Fang Jie laughed, "We already have a house in our hometown, why would we buy another one? Cars are so expensive, I can't even imagine it."
"Having a house in our hometown doesn't prevent us from buying a house in the city."
Fang Jie took a deep breath and said, "Okay, Mom's going all out, let's start a pig farm!"
Fang Jie was instantly filled with energy and got up to go to the kitchen.
"Let's cook two more dishes and celebrate."
Song Fanxing was happy; she liked her mother's temperament—once she understood things, she was full of energy and drive.
She believed they would definitely make money.
Song Darong felt that saying anything was pointless; the mother and daughter were very opinionated and wouldn't listen to him at all.
Especially my daughter.
He felt that his position as the head of the family was weak.
Forget it, let them do whatever they want. He'll cover any losses they incur.
Although Song Darong said he didn't care, he secretly helped them find a brick factory and workers.
Song Fanxing was very happy that Song Darong was able to support them.
In the days that followed, Fang Jie went to Shuanghe Village every day. Song Fanxing had to go to school, and it wasn't good for her to keep asking for leave.
I spent two thousand yuan on bricks and tiles and hiring workers.
Fang Jie felt a pang of sympathy.
Song Fanxing: "Mom, I'll earn it back for you, don't worry."
What could Fang Jie say? To accomplish great things, one has to be willing to go all out.
Song Darong had also secretly made contact with someone to sell the piglets.
A pig farm produced many piglets, and Song Darong traveled to several places to find them.
Moreover, buying so many piglets would cost a lot of money.
Song Darong was worried about whether Fang Jie would be able to come up with that money.
He pulled Fang Jie aside and asked, "Honey, do you know how much it costs to buy piglets? Do you have that kind of money?"
Fang Jie didn't know exactly how much money she had. She had made quite a bit of money raising chickens and pigs over the years, but she was worried that it wouldn't be safe to keep it with her, so she gave it to her daughter and told her to put it in the space.
Even the most skilled thief couldn't steal it.
She called Song Fanxing over.
"Star, how much money do we have left?"
Song Darong was stunned. Their daughter actually controlled the finances, and even his wife didn't know how much money they had.
Song Fanxing: "Mom, are you worried that you won't have enough piglets to buy?"
Fang Jie nodded. "Your dad contacted a piglet seller, and it's not cheap, six or seven yuan a head. Even if we buy a lot and get a discount, the lowest price is still five yuan a head. Ten heads are fifty yuan, a hundred heads are five hundred yuan. We've already spent over two thousand yuan, will we have enough money left?"
Suddenly, Song Fanxing had two stacks of money in her hand, neatly folded.
"Mom and Dad, we still have a thousand yuan left, that's enough."
Song Darong and Fang Jie were relieved.
Song Fanxing: "I want to buy a hundred piglets and a few sows. If the sows are raised well, they will produce piglets on their own, which will save money."
Song Darong: "People rely on that to make money, so they may not be willing to sell, and even if they do, they'll get a lot of money."
Song Fanxing thought about it and agreed.
We had no choice but to settle for second best: "Let's ask around. If they're willing to sell, they will; if not, we'll train them ourselves."
A couple of days ago, Song Fanxing bought a book on how to raise pigs, which also talked about some methods for raising sows and boars.
Fang Jie was already used to her daughter's extraordinary abilities and listened quietly from the side.
Song Darong felt a little uncomfortable.
How did his adorable daughter become so amazing? It makes him feel no sense of accomplishment at all.
Song Fanxing kept 300 yuan for working capital and gave the rest to Song Darong.
"Dad, I'm leaving the matter of buying piglets to you. Thank you, Dad."
"Hey, no need for thanks, we're family."
Song Darong accepted the money with a heavy heart.
After a month of construction, the pig farm was finally completed.
Song Darong bought piglets to bring to market, but couldn't buy a sow, so he bought 10 more piglets, for a total of 110 piglets.
They used a tractor to haul ten loads, which cost them thirty yuan in fare.
Five pigs share one pigpen, resulting in 22 pigpens in total.
A total of 30 pig pens were built; the remaining ones will be used to house sows and boars separately.
The villagers of Shuanghe Village all came to watch the excitement, but they couldn't enter the pig farm; they could only look at it from the outside.
They were all incredibly excited.
They all hoped that these pigs would be raised well and that the profits would be distributed to them as dividends.
The village party secretary said that the pig farm owner promised to distribute 30% of the profits to all villagers at the end of the year, and everyone would receive a share. The more people a household has, the more money it would receive, which would be more appropriate.
It is said that the pig farm owner is recruiting people in the village and will pay them a monthly salary. Everyone is scrambling to sign up, hoping to be selected.
Song Darong is not suited to stay at the pig farm indefinitely, and besides, there are still many things in the army that need his attention.
After settling the piglets, he returned to his unit.
Fang Jie, Song Fanxing, and Xiao Li, who was left behind by Song Darong, began interviewing the villagers of Shuanghe Village who had registered.
A total of 50 people applied, and Fang Jie and Xiao Li were busy until dark before they finished the interviews.
They kept the 10 people who passed the first round of interviews.
Fang Jie thought these people were all good, and asked Song Fanxing for her opinion. Song Fanxing ultimately selected 5 people.
There were three men and two women, all young and strong.
My monthly salary is 20 yuan.
The five people who were hired were overjoyed.
For them, this job not only earns money, but more importantly, it's close to home, allowing them to take care of their elderly parents and children, so their children don't have to become left-behind children.
Song Fanxing has limited funds right now, so she can only hire five people for the time being. Her own family members can contribute more of the labor. Once she has enough funds, she can hire more people to make things easier for Fang Jie.
That evening, Fang Jie sent Xiao Li and the five people she had hired away, and Song Fanxing conjured up a bunch of sweet potatoes, sweet potato vines, and pumpkins.
The piglets went crazy fighting over the food.
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