The hunter's leisurely life begins with marrying a female educated youth.

"I am willing!"

Although surrounded by all the members of the Jiuwan Brigade, Han Xuemei, who was simple-minded and somewhat introverted by nature, responded very resolutely at this moment.

Just now, Han Xuemei thought Zhang Yun had become rich and was afraid that he would change his mind. She never expected that Zhang Yun would propose to her in front of all the commune members and give her such a grand marriage proposal ceremony. Han Xuemei was instantly moved.

A few days ago, Han Xuemei received a letter from home saying that they wanted to introduce her to a middle-aged man, and she felt her life was bleak.

In order to fight against fate, Han Xuemei mustered up her courage and went to Zhang Yun's house to ask for his hand in marriage. Fortunately, she received Zhang Yun's promise.

Today, Zhang Yun kept his promise and came to propose marriage. Han Xuemei felt a strong sense of happiness, and at this moment, she felt an overwhelming love for Zhang Yun.

If it weren't for the other members of Jiuwan Brigade watching, Han Xuemei would have wanted to go over and give Zhang Yun a kiss right now.

Whoa whoa……

When the members of Jiuwan Brigade heard that Han Xuemei had accepted the marriage proposal, they immediately started to cheer, and the old camphor tree square was filled with jubilation.

Zhang Youwei happily raised his right hand, signaling everyone to quiet down.

"Han, Comrade Zhang Yun has bought a plot of land in the brigade to build a house so that he can marry you. Construction will begin tomorrow."

"I would also like to announce to all commune members that July 8th is the busy farming season. During this period, any commune member who wants to help Zhang Yun build a house is welcome to do so."

"Oh, Zhang Yun also told me that as long as people help him build the house, he will provide three meals a day, and he guarantees that there will be meat with every meal. Moreover, Zhang Yun also said that people who work every day will also be paid. You can ask Zhang Yun for the specific daily wage."

Seeing that everyone had quieted down, Zhang Youwei dropped another bombshell.

Sure enough, everyone gasped in surprise when they heard the news.

They get three meals a day, each with meat, and they also get paid.

This is so tempting.

After all, when a member of the production brigade builds a house, the production team usually provides manpower and labor to help build the house for free; this has always been the rule.

And now Zhang Yun is being so generous, offering such tempting terms.

Putting aside the wages, just the fact that they get meat three times a day is enough to make people who haven't eaten meat for months drool.

"I go."

"I have to help with this."

"I'd like to apply. I'm not doing this for the money; I just want to help Zhang Yun."

"I don't care about meat or wages, I just want to learn how to build houses."

Each member voiced their thoughts.

Zhang Yun's perception was incredibly strong; he had already sensed that at least 500 of the 600 laborers in the Jiuwan Brigade had said they wanted to help.

How can this work?

If all these people go to work on just one acre of residential land, it will be so crowded that it will be impossible to get any work done.

Most importantly, with all these people gone, Zhang Yun won't be able to cook all the meals.

So Zhang Yun quickly faced all the commune members and raised his right hand.

Everyone fell silent.

"Fellow villagers, I, Zhang Yun, am very grateful for your enthusiastic help. I have heard that everyone wants to help."

“But this won’t do. If everyone goes, no one will do the work in the fields. The brigade leader will beat me, Zhang Yun, with a board.”

Zhang Yun said with a smile.

Everyone laughed knowingly, as if that made sense.

"Therefore, I also need to control the number of people."

"Here's the thing, tomorrow is the day to level the ground for my homestead and dig the foundation. I only need 50 adult laborers."

"How do we choose these 50 people? There's only one criterion: the first 50 people to arrive at my house site before 8 a.m. will be the workers tomorrow."

"Even if the people behind us catch up, all I, Zhang Yun, can say is sorry."

Zhang Yun then quickly explained his method for selecting people.

After hearing these words, Zhang Youwei's eyes lit up, and he secretly admired Zhang Yun's thoughtful consideration.

In this way, there will be people to do the work in the fields, so that not everyone will run to Zhang Yun's house to repair it.

"Zhang Yun is right."

Sun Fugui, a skilled worker, had earned a few dollars from Zhang Yun and was the first to speak up in support.

"That's right, those who still want to sleep in can forget about getting free food and drinks at Zhang Yun's house."

Zhang Jiankang, a skilled producer, also voiced his support.

Then, one by one, the members spoke up, agreeing with Zhang Yun's method.

At this moment, Zhang Yun looked at Zhang Youwei, who was standing right in front of him, and said with a smile, "Captain, as you know, if I want to build a red brick house, I need to mix cement and river sand to make cement mortar."

"I'll figure out a way to get cement, but I'll have to ask the brigade for help with the river sand."

"How about this, I'll buy the river sand for one fertilizer bag from the brigade, one yuan a bag?"

Zhang Yun laughed.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Dawei's eyes lit up.

Zhang Yun's one-acre homestead must be used to build a big house. How many bags of river sand would that take?

400 bags?

500 bags?

Anyway, there will be a lot.

This is equivalent to Zhang Yun giving away several hundred yuan to the Jiuwan Brigade for free, which is a huge sum of money. If it's distributed as dividends at the end of the year, the members of the Jiuwan Brigade will receive a few more yuan.

Absolutely!

"Okay, I agree."

Zhang Youwei immediately agreed; otherwise, he, as the brigade leader, would be cursed to death.

Zhang Yun then gestured to Zhang Youwei, pointed at Han Xuemei, and then at the bicycle.

Zhang Youwei immediately slapped his forehead.

They were talking so enthusiastically that they completely forgot about the bride price.

"Han, Comrade Zhang Yun specially bought some gifts for you in order to propose marriage."

"A bicycle, five feet of cloth, a washbasin, towels, malted milk powder, a flashlight, a kerosene lamp, a fountain pen, and tooth powder—these are all the betrothal gifts. Please accept them, Han Zhiqing."

Zhang Youwei shouted loudly.

Upon hearing the names of these gifts, all the members erupted in thunderous cheers.

Everyone was shocked by Zhang Yun's extravagant gesture.

Han Xuemei was shocked when she heard this; she really hadn't expected Zhang Yun to give such a large dowry.

Han Xuemei was unaware that Zhang Yun intended to gift her a sewing machine, a watch, and a radio. If she had known, she would have fainted from happiness.

Han Xuemei was a little unsteady on her feet, but she still walked excitedly to the bicycle, pressed the bell, and the clear sound of the bell drowned out everyone's voices and drew everyone's attention.

At this moment, Han Xuemei was the happiest person in the entire room.

Zhang Zhongli and Chen Wan stood in the crowd, laughing non-stop.

Firstly, his son has become successful.

Secondly, his daughter-in-law has finally been settled.

Thirdly, their new house is about to be built.

Yes, the two of them are already looking forward to when their grandson will be born, and they probably already have a name in mind.

Zhang Youwei was also very satisfied with the marriage proposal process, which was definitely the most meaningful marriage proposal in Jiuwan Village.

"Alright, that's enough about the good news."

"Now, the members of the six production teams can be called for roll. I need to arrange the afternoon's work immediately."

Zhang Youwei shouted loudly.