You don't even have food, your family is in dire straits. You're a real big capitalist, yet you're crying poor to me.
The village has no money, all the money has been invested in the factory. The canned goods and compressed biscuits made in the front are not sold yet. We plan to sell them for a good price after the summer vacation.
When Jia Youcai heard Lao Yang's sarcastic remarks about being a big capitalist, he immediately began to refute him.
"Lao Yang, who do you say is the capitalist? You are the capitalist.
It's still the feudal remnants of the landlord class that have almost turned Jiajia Village into a one-man show, and they're still talking about it.
I heard you're so famous now that every morning when people from the city come to buy food, they have to go through you first. If they don't give you a small gift, they won't get anything."
Old Yang laughed and scolded him, "Get out of here! Stop making up stories and accusing me of something. Tell me, what's the reason you're back now?"
But let me make it clear, there are no dishes available, you have to queue, and the quantity is limited."
Jia Youcai smiled and said, "What kind of dishes do you want? How much can I eat by myself?"
Old Yang asked doubtfully, "What do you mean, you're alone?"
Jia Youcai then slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, picked up the wine pot, found a small wine glass, poured a glass, drank it in one gulp before speaking.
"I handed the Red Star Garment Factory over to the organization, and Chen Xueru took her people to Hong Kong to take care of her pregnancy.
Now I am not alone anymore."
Old Yang was stunned and asked Jia Youcai in disbelief.
"What do you mean by 'handing it over to the organization'? What are you talking about? I don't understand."
After Jia Youcai told what happened today, he also told him his views on the war situation.
Old Yang grew and sold vegetables in the countryside every day. Later, he managed two factories. He was so busy that he didn't know much about what was happening outside.
After hearing that the decision to aid North Korea had been made at yesterday's meeting, he immediately became restless and asked Jia Youcai anxiously.
"If what you said is true, then you will hand over the factory?"
Jia Youcai nodded and whispered, "I anticipated this day would come, but I wasn't sure, and I didn't dare tell anyone.
That is you, Old Yang. I still have a few words to say to you, but you must not tell anyone.
You also know that I am a weird person with unstable mind and cannot be disciplined. I am greedy for money and lustful.
When it comes to righteousness, there is definitely no shortage of it.
Don't try to persuade me to join an organization, I'm not cut out for it.
Last time I asked you to talk to Zhao Gang about going to the ceremony, but it didn't work out. Xueru was pregnant, so I just let her go to Hong Kong directly.
Others may not understand the purpose of this classification, but I probably know that in the future, we will probably not be very friendly to capitalists like Chen Xueru who own private factories.
I really don't treat you, Old Yang, as an outsider. Let's just talk about it in private. If you tell it to others, what do you want me to do?
Then I will go to Hong Kong."
Old Yang looked at Jia Youcai without saying a word, then picked up the cigarette on the table.
He took out a cigarette and lit it silently.
Jia Youcai was a smoker in his previous life, but after traveling through time, he no longer has the hobby of smoking.
Smelling the aroma of nicotine floating in the air, Jia Youcai also took one, lit it, and took a deep breath.
The two of them didn't speak for a while. After Lao Yang finished smoking and put out the cigarette, he said.
"Okay, I know what you mean. I won't tell anyone else. After all, you saved my life.
What happened in the past is probably in the past, let's look at it in the future.
Tell me, what is the reason for returning to the village today?"
Jia Youcai chuckled, put out his cigarette and then said, "Wu."
"Well, the canned food and compressed biscuits produced in your factory are also part of my plan.
I think you should send the stuff up tomorrow and add more people to continue production."
Old Yang was immediately furious: "I knew you had no good intentions when you asked me to open a canning factory and a biscuit factory. It turns out you were all waiting for me here."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com