In this way, the young and strong men in the village, as long as they are not lazy, will go out to find work and earn money after the autumn harvest with those who are familiar with the work and can make connections.
There is basically no good job to be found. Either you build houses or repair factories for others, or you work as a laborer in a small private workshop.
But it’s all for the sake of having a good year. For farmers, what they are least afraid of is hard work.
A while ago, a few strangers came to the village looking for work, saying that they had to go to another province in the three northeastern provinces to work.
It's a bit far, but the pay is high.
In addition, they went to other villages to recruit people. They went to several villages and wanted nearly 20 people each time. They were doing it in the freezing weather and wanted to make quick money in the short term. Even if they didn't drag on, it felt like a group and they shouldn't be short of money.
The widow Zhang's only son, nicknamed Xiao Wuzi, followed this group of people.
Xiao Wuzi knew that he was not popular because of his thin appearance. There were many idle people in the village recently, so it was not his turn. He was very happy to have this opportunity.
I never expected that this group of people have no conscience!
The work is done, and the New Year is approaching. If they don't get paid, they will just owe them. No, they will be killed by these migrant workers. The people who recruited them don't want to spend a penny, and they will be buried near the newly built factory.
It's across provinces, and they're all farmers, so there are no formal procedures.
In the past years, we had to report wherever we went, but now, no procedures or certificates are required. In addition, there have been too many people going out to work in the past six months, and too many people have not returned home.
The couple who were recruiting workers became so crazy that they had evil intentions.
The incident happened because someone sneaked away and reported the case to the police station, which led to the arrest of the two perpetrators.
As they dug up the victims one by one, the couple couldn't even remember the names of some of them, and only remembered a few. Xiao Wuzi was one of them.
Today, someone from the county public security bureau came and asked Widow Zhang to go to the city public security bureau to identify someone, which led to this scene.
When Bi Tiegang understood what was happening, his heart went cold. It felt like a cold wind was blowing through his chest.
The whole village was in a state of panic. Those who were away from home had turned pale with fear.
Bi Tiegang watched as the two selected strong men carried the widow Zhang in an ox cart out of the village, his heart filled with knots.
The villagers were giving him one yuan here and eighty cents there. He went home and got twenty yuan and handed it to a strong young man. As he watched the ox cart getting farther and farther away, he felt as if his feet had nails on them and he couldn't move. In fact, he was afraid that his legs would become weak.
Bi Tiegang had never thought that such a terrible thing would happen right next to him and that he would hear about it and encounter it.
Recently, due to different policies, more people are working outside. I often hear that some people have earned money and returned to their hometown to build a house, and some have become rich and start smoking when they enter the village.
Not to mention the trend that one must have a big tiled house to earn money, even when it comes to getting married, if a daughter can marry a man who goes out to earn money, things will be different from the past.
In the past, people only looked up to those who married town cadres, intellectuals, and workers, but now they also look up to those who can take others out to work.
There are always some "legends" about sudden wealth spreading around the entrance of every village, so you would be embarrassed to say that your village is awesome.
It seems that in the blink of an eye, more and more capable people appear.
But at this moment, it really makes people's teeth chatter and their hearts tremble.
Everyone in the village misses the village secretary Zhao Shugen a little.
When the show was over, everyone was sighing and asking, "Why hasn't the secretary come back yet?"
After all, when Bi Tielin got into trouble, Zhao Shugen was able to go to the town to find someone he knew and find out what happened.
And this time, they all agreed that it was because the village secretary was not at home and had been away for more than two months. If he was at home, he would definitely be able to see that the person recruiting workers was a murderer.
Bi Sheng, wearing a tank cap, stood expressionlessly beside Bi Tiegang.
"Dad, my sister and brother are also working in other places? And my uncle? He didn't come home just to make sure we have enough food to eat?"
"Yeah. Your mother and I should go out and earn money so that they can come back."
Bi Sheng's cotton-gloved hands clenched into fists instantly, and his heart ached when he heard this.
The young boy's face remained expressionless. His words, though disjointed and disjointed, actually conveyed his thoughts:
"We live so well, how much money do they have to make? If they make that much, the risk will be even greater. I only need two bowls of rice a day, and porridge on holidays. We have enough food to last us for several years."
Bi Tiegang touched Bi Sheng's head and saw that the child's lips had turned pale. He knew that his youngest son was worried, especially since the old man passed away, Goudan was rarely lively and active.
Bi Sheng, who used to get upset and avoid being touched on the head, now let his father touch his head again and again.
"Goudan, let's all go to Kyoto. What does it matter if it's Chinese New Year or not? Why do we have to wait until then? We can't just leave the house empty during Chinese New Year and then come back. The fare is expensive, but we'll just stay together every day."
The father and son returned home. Bi Sheng folded his arms and lowered his head. No one knew what he was thinking about.
Bi Tiegang went to the room where the old man lived before he died and started looking through the cabinets for money. After he finished, he went to hang around the front door, waiting for Liu Yafang to come home. He felt like he had grown weeds in his heart.
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In the past, when Liu Yafang went to her uncle's house, she had to act like a maid and do whatever work she was given.
Life was very difficult in the past few years. Even when she visited her uncle's house to check on his health, she could only bring him some vegetables or something, but she was not treated well.
His two brothers and one sister from his uncle's family all looked at him warily as if he were a thief.
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