Faced with his father's strength, Zhang Fuyi did not dare to refute, and could only secretly scold his father for cheating his son.

Buying a tractor is that simple?

To buy a tractor, you need to have quotas, and there are only a few quotas allocated to various communes and towns every year.

No, talking about a few indicators is a bit exaggerated. In fact, many times, you may not be assigned one indicator in a year, and then there are so many villages competing for one indicator.

As for the tractor that does not require indicators, or that it requires indicators directly from above, I don’t know how many favors it will cost and how many people it will take to make it happen.

"What? Are you in a dilemma? Compared to Mr. Yan, how many tractors do you have to buy?" Master Wu glanced at his silent son and snorted dissatisfied.

"No, I was just thinking about who to look for to buy a tractor. Waiting for the commune's quota will definitely not be reliable." Zhang Fuyi said sincerely.

"Yeah!" Mr. Wu nodded.

"You old guys, especially the third one, have done a very bad job. I have repeatedly said that you cannot act like the old stewards of your clan when it comes to the clan members who have gone out. You must use your feelings to warm them and your family affection to influence them.

them.

What you did today is very hurtful." Mr. Wu leaned on the quilt and said with his eyes slightly closed.

The voice was not loud, as if he was talking in his sleep, a little unclear.

However, there was a light shining in his slightly squinted eyes, which was very scary.

…

"Brother, how can you agree to help the village get quotas for workers in the city?

Just let them go to the second uncle for this matter. For a leader as big as him, it’s not just a matter of words." Zhang Ping complained to Zhang Yan.

Of course, this kind of complaint reveals concern.

"I'm not lying, it's really not easy for the second uncle now.

Precisely because he is now a big leader, we cannot trouble him and let him get into trouble over such a trivial matter."

"Brother, going to the city to be a worker is no small matter."

"Haha, didn't you just say that it is a trivial matter to the second uncle?"

Zhang Yan smiled and patted Zhang Ping on the shoulder, "You said you would keep the second uncle's favor and get you a canteen director Dangdang in two years, wouldn't you?

Why waste it in the village?”

"Brother, can I be the director of the cafeteria?" Zhang Ping's face was full of surprise, and he was so excited that he forgot the question he just asked.

"You, you are not qualified yet, you need to train for two years first.

When you have children and become more mature, I will go talk to the second uncle." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"Brother, what about me? Can I be the captain of the transportation team?" Zhang An looked at Zhang Yan expectantly.

"Yes, but you have to become an official driver first, and then polish your skills for a year or two. There will be no problem in becoming the captain of the transport team.

However, you should learn more knowledge and unite your colleagues well.

Otherwise, if you are promoted, your colleagues will not recognize it, and the leader will be very embarrassed." Zhang Yan smiled and nodded.

"I'll tell you a story.

In ancient times, there was a man who was not very capable, neither in civil or military skills.

However, one advantage he has is that he likes to make friends.

He made a large group of friends, some of whom were better in martial arts than him, and some who were more knowledgeable than him.

Later, everyone rebelled together, and finally this man became the emperor.

Do you know why?"

"Why?"

"Think about it for yourselves! When you figure it out, you will be qualified to be leaders." Zhang Yan smiled and patted his two younger brothers on the shoulders.

This is a story and a very profound study of human nature.

If you really study it thoroughly, no matter how big a leader you become, at least the canteen director and transportation captain Zhang Yan mentioned before, there will be no problem at all.

Zhang Yan took his younger brother and walked around the village to express their gratitude to the remaining people in the village before returning home.

The rest of the generation is from Grandpa Zhang Yan’s generation.

The order of generation in their family is as follows: heirlooms are based on poetry and etiquette, display virtue and loyalty, accumulate good deeds and bring glory to others, celebrate the remaining blessings, learn all virtues, and strive for peace and prosperity.

Therefore, Zhang Yan's name should be Zhang Ziyan, but his generation happened to catch up with the chaotic era, so many people's names only had one word.

But in the genealogy, their names are still written according to their generation.

Zhang Zixing, Zhang Ziyan, Zhang Ziping, Zhang Zian.

When they got home, Zhang Fusheng hadn't come back yet, so Zhang Yan sent Zhang Ping and Zhang An to take some meat and fish and go to his grandfather's house to prepare dinner.

Show your hands to your family.

Zhang Yan stayed at home and chatted with Tong Mei and Zhang's mother.

It is rare to have some leisure time during the Chinese New Year, so Zhang Yan is naturally willing to spend more time with his family.

"I don't want to think about anything else right now. I just want to have my grandson in my arms as soon as possible. What's more, the second and third children should get married as soon as possible. While I can still move, I can help you take care of your children." Mother Zhang took Tong Mei's hand.

, said with a smile on his face.

"Mom, you are not old at all. Look at your complexion now. Some people believe you even if they say you are forty years old." Tong Mei said with a smile.

During this period, Zhang's mother also often took the medicinal wine that Zhang Yan specially brewed for Tong Mei. Not only her face, but her whole body was much better than when she was in the village.

Coupled with her good mood, Zhang's mother now has a tendency to live younger and look younger.

"Mom, it's not easy for you to have a grandson. Wait until the new year and Tong Mei will give birth. I saw that this baby will be a boy. Next year, the second and third children will get married and they will have a baby soon.

I'm afraid you won't be able to carry your grandsons when the time comes." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"It's okay, I can't hold him, and there's that old guy of yours.

If he still dares to go out and fool around without having a grandson, let's see how I deal with him." Zhang's mother said fiercely.

Zhang Yan and Tong Mei looked at each other and snickered secretly in their hearts.

Zhang's mother has been cowardly all her life. Unexpectedly, now that she is getting old, she will become more powerful.

It is foreseeable that Zhang Fusheng's good days may not be many in the future.

In the evening, the family came to grandpa's house and had a simple gathering.

Everyone praised Zhang Ping's craftsmanship.

He said that Zhang Ping had finally grown up and was promising. Zhang Yan's grandfather was even more happy and drank two more glasses of wine.

The next day, Zhang Yan originally wanted to take his wife and family to the market, but was blocked at home early in the morning.

They all come to him to write Spring Festival couplets.

Zhang Yan became famous for the Spring Festival couplets he wrote last year. Naturally, many people are looking for him to write Spring Festival couplets this year.

However, he just came back yesterday and everyone was embarrassed to come to him, so naturally they would not be polite to him today.

Helpless, Zhang Yan could only stay at home and write Spring Festival couplets while Zhang Ping and Zhang An took their families to the market.

Another day passed, on the 29th of the New Year, the second uncle finally returned to Zhangjiayu with his second aunt.

The second uncle's standard when he came home was much higher, and it was delivered by a small Jeep.
Chapter completed!