Chapter 95 More Hope

"You want to hire someone again? It's not that much money."

"Then just don't report it. There are always some families with people who are not in good health and can't do much work. Now there are people who can sit and work, so just sit and earn some money."

"Yes, it's better to earn money anyway. Instead of having people work in the fields, it's better to sit and work. Maybe it can help you stay healthy. I'll be thankful if you don't get sick all the time."

"Yes, it doesn't matter if you lose less."

This village has a large population, so there are a lot of tea leaves and coffee beans around. If we need to recruit people to sew hair bands, we can also find a lot of people who are not in good health.

However, the health of these people is still slightly better than that of the first batch of people selected. Based on the idea of ​​taking care of others, they have no objection to the first batch being selected. Now that they need to recruit more people, this batch of people will naturally be able to take over.

Sewing hair ties is not completely free work. Usually, I still have to take care of a small part of the farm work and housework. The amount of money I can get is calculated according to how many hair ties I sew every day.

"If you want to do this job, you have to stay here for two days first, then take the things home to sew and take care of the family affairs," the village chief said to the ten people who were selected this time. "I still say that you have to work hard. If you don't do well, you will still have to pick coffee cherries and work in the fields in the future. You know it, right?"

“I know.”

"We all know that we have to do a good job so that we can have more work in the future."

"If I can't do it well, I'll just stop doing it and go directly to the fields."

When the selected people were expressing their opinions, someone suddenly interrupted and said, "You are not in good health, so you can't do the work in the fields."

As soon as these words were spoken, the few people who were selected glared at him and forced him to retreat into the crowd.

Seeing this scene, the people around laughed.

"When you speak, be careful with your words."

“Hahahahahaha.”

The village chief also laughed when he saw this scene, and told the ten selected people to come early tomorrow morning, and then he dispersed.

Starting from the second day, the number of people sewing hair bands increased from six to sixteen. Four of the original six went home to do the work, and the remaining two stayed to teach the ten people how to sew hair bands better.

With more people, even if the movements are slow, each person can still sew at least ten hair ties per day on average.

A hairband costs two cents, ten of them cost twenty cents, and you can earn six dollars in a month.

Before the tea and coffee cherries were harvested, the whole village would rush to grab this job that paid six dollars a month, but now no one is jealous when they know they can only earn six dollars a month.

Especially after two of the ten people selected in the second batch withdrew on the third day, saying that sewing hair bands was more tiring than working in the fields, no one was jealous. Some even believed from the bottom of their hearts that sitting there sewing hair bands was not an easy job after the publicity from the two people who withdrew.

The village chief knew what the villagers were thinking, so he picked out one of the remaining villagers. With the unanimous agreement of the villagers, the remaining one brought back a widowed woman who had married to the next village.

The conditions in several villages in Yunnan Province are similar. Although they don't have to worry about food, they don't have the custom of bringing back a married woman. This time, it just so happened that this happened, and the woman did have a pair of skillful hands that everyone in the village knew about, so they were able to bring the woman back smoothly.

The woman was taken back and learned the whole story. She thanked all the villagers one by one and said that she could donate six yuan to the village every month in exchange for food grown in the village.

Six yuan is almost her entire monthly income. She gives it to the village to buy food, and it will be distributed to the villagers in the future, which makes the villagers happier.

Tang Yuan didn't know what was happening in the village below, she only looked at the hair bands sent to her by the villagers.

After she wrote the note, there was no significant increase in the number of hair bands delivered on the second and third days. But starting from the fourth day, the number increased from a few dozen to two hundred and sixty in one go.

After checking to make sure the hair ties were all good, she placed a large bag of rags in the shed so that the villagers could make more hair ties.

Zheng Man's sales situation was the same as she said. No matter how many hair bands were sent, she could sell them out in a short time. Even if it was 260 hair bands, she only sold about ten less small wallets. According to this calculation, the sales amount of hair bands was slightly more than that of small wallets.

This is not a bad thing for Tang Yuan. She sells a lot of small wallets, and she needs to spend a lot of time to make them. Now that she has increased the number of hair bands sold and reduced the number of small wallets sold, she can free up some of her own time.

It only costs 2 cents to make a hair circle. Even if the villagers make 300 of them a day, she only spends 6 yuan a day, or 180 yuan a month. She can use this money to shorten her own "working hours", which is a good idea when she thinks about it.

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"Village chief." Sang Qiu stood up slowly.

"I'm not sure yet. We need to wait for someone to go up. If there is anything, we will bring it down together." The village chief asked Sang Qiu to sit down. "Don't be afraid. Even if there is nothing, you can stay. I believe you have seen that the situation in the village is different from before. In addition to posting circles, you can also pick coffee berries and tea leaves to make money. You don't have much strength, but you can still do some work. Don't be afraid."

"I didn't expect to be able to come back." Sang Qiu whispered. She had been married to the next village for several years and had not given birth. She had agreed with her in-laws to adopt a child, but who would have thought that her husband would suddenly have an accident.

After her husband's accident, her parents-in-law also passed away one after another because they could not bear the pain, making it difficult for Sang Qiu to make a living in the next village. Many people even secretly said that she had brought bad luck to her husband's family.

She almost couldn't bear it. Who would have thought that she would be able to return to her mother's village suddenly.

She has many relatives in this village, but her parents and grandma have passed away long ago, and she has nowhere to stay either. She thought...

"Is it difficult over there?" the village chief asked, reaching out and hugging her gently. "I'm sorry, I didn't notice you. I didn't do my job well enough."

"No, you've done very well. It's me who is afraid that this is all a dream..." Sang Qiu said in a low voice. He had no expression on his face at first, but after being hugged gently, he suddenly burst into tears and cried loudly.

"Cry, it'll be better if you cry. The world is tough, and it's even harder for women," the village chief said, soothing her. "I really can't support you in the past, but it will be better in the future. In the future... it will be better."

I don't know how long it took, but I heard a voice outside shouting: "Village chief, village chief..."

When they entered the house, they saw Sang Qiu crying and the village chief with red eyes, and they stopped in their tracks: "What happened?"

"It's nothing, she's just happy to be back." The village chief turned around and looked at the bag in the visitor's hand. "This bag is a bit big today."

"Yes, a big bag of rags," the man said with a smile, carrying the bag in and placing it in front of the two men. "It seems that the man is quite satisfied. The rags are getting more and more each time, and the colors are brighter and brighter."

"They are used to make hair bands. They must be brighter when they are sold in big places," the village chief looked at the bag of rags and was happy. Thinking about what the villagers had been talking about, he said, "I will write a note today to ask if I can spend some money to buy some rags with less bright colors. They should not be expensive."

"Then let me ask, if it's not expensive, you can buy some, if it's expensive, don't buy it." The other party said immediately.

"The village committee will pay," the village chief said. "It will be a certain amount. When we calculate the work points at the end of the year, we will evenly distribute it. Each family will get a few cents at most."

Although the village committee's money also needs to be calculated as work points and distributed to the villagers, it is better and easier for the villagers to accept it if it is distributed evenly than asking the villagers to pay out of their own pockets.

But since they are just scraps of cloth, they must not be expensive, just a few cents at most, and when distributed to the households, it may not even be a penny.

The other party thought about it and nodded quickly: "This is a good idea."

After he left, the village chief lifted the bag and showed it to Sang Qiu: "Look, there are so many again. You don't have to worry about not having a job in the future and whether you can stay in the village, right?"

Sang Qiu stretched his head to look at the bag, and laughed with tears and snot on his face.

The village chief pushed the man away and said in a disdainful tone, "Look at you. Don't dirty this bag of rags."

Sang Qiu stepped back quickly, smiled and wiped his face with his hand, which was wet. He immediately got up and went outside, washed his face and came back inside: "I have nothing to do now, so I can continue."

"Then you can come here to work in the future. My place is big and clean. The house you live in now is still a bit shabby. I'll ask someone to fix it for you later. At least it won't leak." The village chief said as he put the new bag of rags in the corner and tied it up. He would open this bag after the previous bag of rags was used up.

Sang Qiu had already picked up the needle and thread and a wide rubber band and started to sew the seams.

The village chief turned around and said to her, "You can't have children, so make more money while you are young. When you are old, you will have money in your hands and you won't have to worry about not having food to eat. Xiaomei is in such a good situation that the villagers are willing to give her a bite to eat. You have some savings in your hands, so you don't have to beg others for food, and your life will be easier in your old age."

"I understand," Sang Qiu nodded in agreement, then raised his head and said, "When I make some money, can you help me find out if there is a family that has given birth to a baby girl and doesn't want her? Can I have one?"

The village chief thought for a moment and placed a cup of water in front of her: "Okay, wait until you make some money, and I'll go find out for you. No one knows what happens to unwanted girls. At least you can have a meal if you follow me."

"When he was still alive, we thought so too, but it was too late," Sang Qiu lowered her head and began to sew the hair band seriously. "I am alone now. Raising a child will give me more hope for the future."

"If you are willing to raise her, the girl will have hope," the village chief said with a smile, looking up through the patio at the sunset in the distance, "It's so beautiful."

When Sang Qiu heard her words, he also raised his head and saw the orange-red sunset in the distance and the sunlight diffused through the sunset. His mood gradually brightened up.

“This is the most beautiful sunset I have ever seen in my life!”