Gong Zhenxin put on his clothes and went to Chen Xin's house. He saw that behind his house was very lively. Wuliu Village man was digging the foundation with a hoe.

It takes at least one week to build this chicken shit treatment shed, and each person can get two thousand yuan in wages, and they work very hard.

Three more agricultural vehicles were parked there, one loaded with cement, one carried river sand, steel pipes, glass steel tiles, etc., and the other was unloading the mixer.

Song Qingyun and Liu Yonghua also came, and the three of them greeted each other.

Song Qingyun asked: "Brand Secretary Yonghua, who belongs to the property rights of the vacant land behind Chen Xin's family? Is it in line with the policy to build a chicken manure treatment yard?"

Gong Zhenxin said that this land belongs to the collective, and it is said that it cannot be built and the procedures cannot be approved. However, this is a good thing that is beneficial to the whole village, and a green light can be given.

Liu Yonghua added next to it that this is not a residential building. To be honest, it is just a shed, which is a mobile house and ground attachments, which can be demolished at any time, and the procedures are easy to handle.

Ding Fangfei interrupted: "Anyway, it's just a wasteland, and it's still idle."

The two of them stayed in the provincial capital for two days and finally ordered the machine at the environmental protection equipment factory. When the shed here is built, the manufacturer will send someone to deliver the machine and be responsible for installation and debugging.

They accomplished this big thing, and a stone fell to the ground in their hearts, sweeping away the depressedness of the previous few days, and looking radiant.

However, they turned off their cell phones for two days, and they were afraid that their sister-in-law called to come and ask for guilt.

As soon as the computer started today, dozens of missed calls were indeed not answered.

Unconsciously feeling guilty, I thought to myself: There is really nothing I can do, this is the situation, we are almost forced to a dead end. After passing this difficulty, we will double the compensation for our elder brother and sister-in-law in the future.

Song Qingyun: "Okay, build it, I will help you with the procedures in the past two days."

Gong Zhenxin remembered the purpose of coming here and asked what you plan to do about Sanxian Electric?

Liu Yonghua replied: "I have already handled it. Let Liushan pull a thread from the storm of the storing station."

"Yonghua, you are so careful. Unlike me, you don't remember things very much." Gong Zhenxin sighed: "This chicken shit matter must be solved as soon as possible, otherwise if you keep it like this, the problem will be serious."

Indeed, after raising 5,000 chickens for half a year, the feces produced were already quite terrible.

Chen Xin himself calculated that a chicken produces about 25 kilograms of feces every year. In a year, 5,000 kilograms are about 100,000 kilograms.

One hundred thousand jin is 500 tons, and ten tons of agricultural vehicles can be loaded with fifty cars.

The serious problem is that the profit is low and the public is outrage. The so-called compound fertilizer factories that roast chicken shit within a radius of hundreds of miles have been closed.

At the beginning, the farmers in the village took some from Chen Xin and gave them to the ground. The amount available was limited and they could not be digested.

Chen Xin had no choice but to build a pool with bricks and cement outside his house to accumulate and ferment, and it was full in just two months.

The climate was dry a while ago, but it was fine. Isn’t spring coming soon? The rainy season is coming soon.

Once the rain falls, the manure will flow down to the lower part along the ground. Who can bear it?

In the short term, everyone may not say anything for Chen Xin's sake, but if time goes on and until summer, the smell will rise, and then there will be maggots crawling around on the ground. Everyone's production and life will be seriously affected, but they are afraid that the conflict will intensify to the point where it is uncontrollable.

The village committees were determined to keep the chicken farm. After all, Chen Xin solved the food problem of four poor households. Moreover, he was also enthusiastic about the affairs of the village, and he paid for the last time to prevent the epidemic.

Gong Zhenxin said again: "Chen Xin, I heard that you will expand the scale of the chicken farm in the next step and prepare to grow to 10,000?"

Chen Xin: "Yes Uncle Zhenxin."

Secretary Gong: "Then there will be more chicken shit. When your machine comes back, you will help you solve the problem of two poor households and help you work. You will be paid 1,000 yuan a month. Is it OK?"

Chen Xin nodded and said ok.

Gong Zhenxin said again: "Your environmental protection problem has been solved within one month, and you won't smell any stench. Otherwise, I will personally carry a hoe to tear your chicken farm."

Chen Xin said: "I can issue a military order. Uncle Zhenxin will not need to do it at that time. I will order the chicken farm with a torch."

"I've lit it, fireworks are set off, it's New Year!" Suddenly, a voice sounded.

Everyone turned around and saw Chen Dagou clapping his hands and cheering on the fermentation pond where chicken manure was piled up.

The climate in Hongshi Village is dry, and the surface of the chicken manure in the pond is dried, forming a hard shell, and in some places, wild grasses germinate new green.

Everyone exclaimed: "Come down, come down...ah, it's weird!"

He heard another puff, and Chen Dagou stepped on the stomp and leaked.

As soon as he fell, he subconsciously rushed forward and failed to push forward in an instant.

Wan Xinke cried sadly: "Big dog, my big dog!"

Liu Yonghua was also shocked. He reacted quickly and jumped in when everyone was confused.

The chicken manure was not at his waist.

Liu Yonghua endured his disgust and caught him in a mess. It was because he was lucky that he actually caught someone.

When he and Chen Dagou struggled to crawl out, Chen Xin's parents had already poured out a bucket of well water.

Liu Yonghua smiled bitterly: "I'm so disgusting."

Song Qingyun looked at Chen Xin: "You understand the meaning of environmental protection to the villagers now?"

Chen Xin lowered his head guiltily: "I understand, my fault."

This is just a small episode. When Chen Dagou's mother Wan Xinke saw her son in such a mess, she cursed.

Chen Xin and his family couldn't help but apologize and gave them another hundred eggs as a plea, and then they gave up.

Wan Xinke has a great lethality, and the construction behind the house is under construction, and the hen is shocked. It was originally possible that it could have produced about 4,000 eggs a day, but only 3,000 were laid that day.

Later, I probably got used to the noise at the small construction site behind the house, and in a few days I recovered the egg production.

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Let’s talk about Tang Xia called Du Limei, and told her about the situation when she went to Ronanmen City before, saying, “Boss Du, I don’t need to say more about what to do next, right?”

"Miscellaneous, it's so wonderful. As long as Ronan doesn't faint or cry when he sees me, as long as she is willing to talk to me, there is a way." Du Limei applauded: "Sister-in-law Tang, thank you, I will definitely wish you a New Year during the New Year."

Tang Xia smiled and said, "Then I have to take my grandson to the village, otherwise who will you send a big red envelope?"

"Big red envelope, surely big red envelope."

Du Limei is currently making computer renderings in her room. No matter how lively Chen Xin’s chicken farm is, it has nothing to do with him, and she is too lazy to go and watch it.

What he did was the renderings of the transformation of the Luo Nan family into a library. He did it once last time, based on the bottom left by the village committees before. When the village applied for the property rights certificate a few years ago, they drew pictures and saved them.

After visiting Luo Nan's house, he made a field visit and felt that some places could be changed.

After answering the phone, Durimei typed a line on the computer: "Maslow's level of demand."

The so-called Maslow level of needs refers to the fact that human needs are composed of five levels: physiological needs, safety needs, belonging and love needs, respect needs, and self-realization needs.

As for Ronan, she had a problem with her meals, and her physical needs were naturally not able to meet. A widow had to raise a child alone. Life was difficult. If you change to other women, you would probably have remarried long ago. It would be good to earn more money to support the family, but she didn't.

The need for safety refers to people needing stability, security, protection, order, and freedom from fear and anxiety.

This widow is weak in character and is usually bullied by a large family in the village. Last time she was thrown into the roof, so she naturally feels insecure. There is so much trouble in front of the widow! If she could find a man, especially a more fierce man, who would dare to Luo Dao, but she wouldn't.

In this way, we can only explain it by the need for belonging and love.

Du Limei remembered Ronan's sadness towards the moon when she cried and cried, and she whimpered at her every moment, and yelled at her a few words and fainted. She slapped her forehead: "I understand, this is an old and young girl who was poisoned by romance and TV series, and a female literary girl."

Luo Nan was so fond of eating, but he skipped his physiological needs and safety needs and directly pursued the need for love.

"Haha, I have experience in dealing with such a female literary youth."

Du Limei thinks she is also a graduate of a prestigious university and an engineer. She has been in the mall for a lifetime, and it is no problem that IQ crushes Ronan.

But why did I lose my temper when I saw her and wait until I calmed down before I could come up with a solution?
Chapter completed!