The cab of the 60 tractor is also a canvas roof, but it is much more spacious than the cab of the 22. At least you don’t have to bend over and can stand up straight.
The tractor left the tractor station, turned north in front of the middle school, and headed for the country road to Daying Commune.
Wan Feng lit a cigarette and put it in Xiao Liang's mouth.
"Do you have any grudge against Zhu Laoer?" Xiao Liang asked while driving.
"During the summer sports meet, we had some conflicts with the people from the sports school. This guy also had some conflicts with him at the sports school."
"It seems like you're not an ordinary kid. You dare to clash with the Zhu brothers on Warrior Street."
"Is he very powerful? I just noticed that the people at your tractor station seem to be very afraid of him."
"Well, we're all family-friendly people. Who would bother with a scoundrel like that? But I advise you to avoid provoking him. This guy is so petty that he'll chase you relentlessly if you provoke him."
"Haha, him? Not qualified yet."
Xiao Liang rolled his eyes at Wan Feng and said, "Kid, bragging is not a good habit. Why did you obediently give him money when he asked for it?"
"Haha, I have something important to do, and I don't want to waste my time arguing with him. Besides, two dollars is just a way to get rid of a beggar. It's nothing."
Xiao Liang believed in his heart that Wan Feng was bragging.
The milestone on the rural road from Yongshi to the location of Daying Commune is 15 kilometers and 600 meters, which is a 40-minute tractor ride.
After arriving at the location of Daying Commune, go east for about ten miles and you will reach Tanjia Dadi. Go down the country road and walk about three miles into the village to reach Tanjia Team 3.
Wan Feng had been here countless times in his previous life when he was delivering cement. It can be said that one-third of the countless small bridges and cement roads here were delivered by him.
The British Commune is full of mountains, with ridges connected to each other.
The leafless trees stand lonely in the snowy field, exuding a desolate atmosphere.
Tanjia Team 3 is a small village with less than 40 households, located alone in a mountain valley.
But when the tractor entered the village, a group of children with runny noses and frozen eyes ran out and stood on the side of the road to watch the tractor enter the village.
After turning around, the tractor stopped on the street. With Chen Cangmei's house as the center, there were four houses in a row selling firewood.
The three small thatched houses in Chen Cang's sister's house are dented and creaky. His sister, who is in her thirties, looks like she is in her forties or fifties.
The firewood was neatly stacked at the door, about two feet long and cleanly arranged.
There are two old scales placed in front of the door, with an iron frame on top.
If we use a platform scale to weigh it, how long will it take? Wan Feng was worried.
But no matter how worried you are, you have to weigh yourself.
Fortunately, these four families have sufficient manpower. Including the old and the young, each family has five or six people. Some people are loading the car and some are weighing under the car, so the speed is not slow.
Wan Feng and Chen Cang were each counting on a scale.
Because of the iron frame on the scale, one scale can weigh about 300 kilograms, and one scale can load about 3,000 kilograms in an hour.
At around 11:30 am, the three tractors each loaded 5,000 kilograms of firewood and finally finished loading.
When the driver sealed the car, Wan Feng and Chen Cang went door to door to pay.
Each family had more than 3,000 kilograms, and Chen Cang's sister's family had a little more, more than 4,000 kilograms. After Wan Feng paid the money, he finally entered Chen Cang's sister's house.
Chen Cang's house is very dark and narrow. Apart from a clock and a black cabinet, there is nothing else in the house.
Her eldest child is a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old. He is a good hand at loading the truck and is in good physical condition.
The second one was a girl, about fifteen or sixteen years old, skinny like a timid sparrow.
The youngest was a boy in his teens who was doing his homework on the kang table covered with a quilt.
"How old is your eldest son this year?" Wan Feng counted out forty-two yuan and handed it to Chen Cang's sister.
"Eighteen."
"Where's my daughter?"
"Sixteen."
"Do you have a partner?"
Sister Chen Cang carefully put the money into her waistband and shook her head: "I don't have a son, but someone has proposed a matchmaker for my daughter."
"How much money can your team make in a year?"
A sad expression appeared on Chen Cang's face. She did not answer Wan Feng's question but just sighed.
From this we can see that the Tan family's third team may not be as good as the Wahou team in making money.
"So you're just going to make a living by selling firewood in the winter?"
"What else can we do? We have many mountains and little land here. We're lucky if we can get enough food from farming. If we don't even have firewood, we won't even be able to keep the stove open."
"Uncle Chen Cang, why don't you let her child come to our place? It's better than here, right?"
"I told them when I came here yesterday, but they don't know what's happening outside the mountain and can't make up their minds."
Wan Feng thought for a moment and said, "Since there's so little land here and everyone's idle, why don't you come work in Wahou? You can earn at least three or two hundred yuan a year."
Chen Cang's son exclaimed: "Can you earn that much?"
"Are you interested in working for us?"
The young man glanced at his mother and said nothing.
"Aunt Chen Ju, if you're confident, please let your son and daughter come with me to our place. We have a large clothing store in Wahou. I can let your daughter become an apprentice and I'll waive her tuition. After she finishes her studies, she can stay there and make clothes, or come back and open her own clothing store."
Chen Cang added, "Sister, go ahead. The Luan family's clothing store now has ten sewing machines, and there are six apprentices there."
Chen Ju's daughter was originally tutoring her younger brother. Upon hearing this, she looked up at Wan Feng.
The girl was pretty but a little thin. When Wan Feng saw this girl, he remembered the first time he saw Jiang Min.
Chen Ju was still hesitant.
"Sister, what's wrong with you? You used to be a person who dared to think and act. Otherwise, you wouldn't have married here despite your parents' disapproval. Why are you so timid now?"
Wan Feng sighed quietly. When life has worn away a person's edges, she can only become irritable and cautious.
"Aunt Chen, if you're worried about me, don't you trust your brother? Your daughter can live with your brother. She can use the money she earns at the clothing store to pay for his food. As for your son, I'm afraid he'll have to wait until the New Year because we're closed for the winter."
“Can I really learn a skill?”
Wan Feng did not explain and let Chen Cang speak, as his words carried more weight than Wan Feng's.
"Your niece Wenxin is currently doing small jobs for his family, making clothes. She can earn three or four cents a day without interrupting her studies."
Chen Ju was finally tempted. Three or four cents a day was enough without missing school. If she didn't go to school, she could probably earn one dollar a day.
"Brother, please don't lie to me. I really can't believe what you say."
It’s all because of my previous gambling. I don’t even trust my own sister anymore.
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