Back in 1981: Marrying the love of your life

"Director, it's really urgent, otherwise I wouldn't dare to disturb your family banquet!" Liu Wenqiang made a bitter face, almost crying.

Chang Dong said angrily: "Okay, don't cry and cry to embarrass Lao Tzu, tell me what happened!"

Liu Wenqiang crossed his heart and said: "Pig... Dead!,"

Chang Dong's body shook, almost unable to maintain his balance.

He knew very well that if only a few pigs died, then Liu Wenqiang would not come to him in such a hurry.

Chang Dong took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and asked

: "How many died?" Liu

Wenqiang wiped his tears while replying: "When I came to find you, there were already more than twenty dead, there were two old sows, and all the pigs and lambs that were born were not alive, how many died, I didn't dare to wait for the statistics to come out, so I hurriedly came to find you!"

Boom!

It was like hearing thunder ringing in my ears.

Chang Dong sat down on his butt, and then slid off the stool.

After so many years of raising pigs, he certainly knew that this situation was abnormal and knew what this phenomenon meant.

Pestilence...... These two words popped up in Chang Dong's mind.

All of you, you look at me, I look at you, no one speaks.

At this time, they didn't think that Chang Dong was acting to gag them.

Because if it is acting, then Chang Dong and his subordinates, the acting skills are inevitably too superb!

"Director, you should come with me quickly!" shouted Liu Wenqiang.

Chang Dong came back to his senses, got up with his hands and feet, and said anxiously: "Yes, you are right, take me to the factory quickly."

After that, he didn't even care about greeting, so he pulled Liu Wenqiang and left in a hurry.

It is imperative to find out the cause of the death of pigs first, and dispose of the dead pigs to avoid more pigs suffering.

Liu Wenqiang got on the motorcycle, Chang Dong sat in the back seat, and the two rushed to the pig factory as fast as they could.

"Hurry

up!" "Hurry up!" "Hurry up for Lao Tzu!"

Chang Dong kept urging, eager to plug in his wings directly and fly to the pig factory.

A pig, calculated according to three hundred dollars, has died more than twenty heads, that is, six thousand yuan.

And according to Liu Wenqiang, this is only what he knows, so how much is the part that he doesn't know?

Chang Dong is a little afraid to think about it!

After a gallop all the way, he finally came to the pig factory.

As soon as Liu Wenqiang stopped the car, Chang Dong tilted his body and fell directly.

He had already drunk too much alcohol, and when the wind blew, he felt top-heavy and groggy on the spot.

This way, Chang Dong almost vomited and came over at the same time.

"Director, are you all right?" Liu Wenqiang quickly helped Chang Dong up.

On his back, there was a large piece of Chang Dong's vomit.

But this is clearly not the time to dwell on this.

Chang Dong stood up, and with the help of Liu Wenqiang, walked into the gate of the pig factory.

After taking a few steps, I heard someone crying.

Following the crying, the two took a closer look and saw a middle-aged man with half-white hair and a face full of vicissitudes.

The man's name is Ma Jizheng, the deputy director of the pig factory, who looks to be in his fifties, and is sitting on the ground at the moment, patting his thighs and crying bitterly.

"Stop crying!" shouted Chang Dong.

Ma Jizheng's cry listened for a moment, then ran over, hugged Chang Dong, and cried: "Old Chang, old Chang, it's over, it's all over!" At

this moment, he really wanted to hit his head to death!

Not long ago, he took out all his family resources and invested all the money in the pig factory.

I expected that scientific pig farming would make me a fortune.

But now, don't talk about earning, I'm afraid that there will be no return to the blood!

"How many pigs died?" asked Chang Dong with suppressed emotions.

Next to Ma Jizheng, a worker with a shovel sighed and replied, "Two hundred and sixty-two."

Chang Dong's eyes were red on the spot, he grabbed the worker by the collar, and said hoarsely: "Answer me, how can this be?"

Chang Dong seemed to realize that this question was not something that the workers in front of him could answer.

He slowly loosened the other party's collar, and the whole person fell to the ground as if he had no bones.

Liu Wenqiang quickly reached out to help, but he couldn't hold it.

Two hundred and sixty-two heads... That is to say, more than half of the pigs in his factory died.

Obviously, before returning home, the pigs were still fine.

But in just a few hours, this happened.

This is a direct loss of more than 80,000 yuan

! As soon as he thought of this, Chang Dong felt the urge to vomit blood!

"Hou Junyuan, you bastard!" Chang Dong could no longer control his emotions, and looked up to the sky and shouted: "Laozi let you die!" The

workers around were all silent, and their faces were indescribably ugly.

If something like this happens to the pig factory, then they may also lose their jobs, or even receive wages, and naturally they will not be happy.

But looking at the deputy director who was about to faint in tears, and the director of the factory whose eyes were red, the workers felt that losing their jobs was actually nothing.

Compared with these two, he is relatively good.

Long.

Liu Wenqiang reminded: "Director, let's find the reason."

"Yes, find the reason!" Chang Dong struggled to get up and stumbled in front of the sick and dead pig.

The experienced old worker gave his own opinion: "The director of the factory, it seems that it is swine fever... It's really amazing, it's the first time I've seen such terrible swine fever!"

"Immediately go to other pig factories to inquire and see if other factories are like us." Chang Dong ordered decisively.

If other farms suffer the same thing, it is not the farming method that is the problem.

And if the pigs in other factories are all good, then there is no need to ask, all of them are harmed by Hou Junyuan's scientific pig breeding

! Thinking of this, Chang Dong even wanted to fight hard with Hou Junyuan!

......

Lying on the bed, Su Mu tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

Accustomed to the company of his daughter-in-law and baby girl, Leng Buding lay alone on the bed, and he really felt that it was very awkward everywhere.

Right now.

"Click!" the

door opened a gap.

Chen Xiuqing turned sideways, walked in lightly, and asked in a low voice: "Husband, did you sleep?" Su

Mu sat up directly, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Daughter-in-law, why did you come up?" "

I..." Chen Xiuqing pursed her pink lips and replied: "Our daughter just slept, our sister watched, I'm not too sleepy, I'm afraid that you will drink too much and feel uncomfortable, so I will come up to accompany you!"

"That's great!" Su Mu immediately got out of bed, opened his arms and held Chen Xiuqing in his arms, then buried his face in his neck socket, rubbed it, and said in a touched tone: "Daughter-in-law, you are still good to me!"