Yao Yuan neither knew that the promotional event had detonated the whole city, nor did he know that his "secret weapon" had attracted the attention of Zhang Jing, Miss Dong and other knowledgeable people.

At this time, he was sitting on the pony in front of the door, talking with the village party secretary Yao Yongji, the village accountant Yao Chun, as well as the old man Yao Hongjun and his father Yao Zhenhua.

Several people gathered in a circle, with a hookah spinning in their hands. They took a puff and said a few words, then took another puff and said a few words. Finally, they took another puff to finish their speech and handed the hookah to the next person. Next

You can do this, or after expressing your opinion, you can take a few puffs from the hookah.

The hookah is like a microphone, whoever holds it speaks.

Being in such an atmosphere, Yao Yuan only felt a strong sense of intimacy in his heart. He also wanted to smoke, but he was determined not to smoke. It would affect his height, because his grandfather and father would break his legs.

He doesn't need to smoke or drink to show maturity, it's purely because of addiction.

Yao Yongji took a puff from the hookah and said, "When there was a typhoon in August, several dormitories in the school were damaged, and some only had half the roof left. They were covered with three-color cloth and barely lasted more than two months.

, the weather is getting colder and colder, and the students can’t bear it.”

"The village committee discussed it and decided to donate some money and find a few cement workers to repair the student dormitories quickly so that the students can finish the semester. After the holidays, they will find a way to ask for money from the town and the county. Let's see.

Can you repair it again?"

It turned out to be a donation.

Yao Yongji smiled and said, "Xiaoyuan is the number one scholar. I heard that he has made a lot of money doing business outside. Brother Red Army, you also know what is going on in our village. There are no rich people. Zhenhua and his wife are from state units."

Employees, do you think your family can donate more or less?"

To call Yao Hongjun brother, he must be quite old. In fact, he is only in his thirties, but he is the same generation as Yao Hongjun.

Yao Yongji's son has just entered elementary school and has just learned to wipe his own butt after pooping, but he is Yao Yuan's uncle!

Rural people are accustomed to using the lunar calendar. The "August" mentioned by Yao Yongji should be the typhoon in September of the Gregorian calendar. It was relatively fierce and hit the Nangang area head-on. This was before Yao Yuan was reborn.

"Yongji, Xiaoyuan is still a student. Zhenhua's work unit is not very profitable, and I don't have much spare money. So, I have donated all my salary this month. If you try to find a way out from the party students, you can't do it anyway."

Let the students get cold." Yao Hongjun said seriously.

The old man's pension and subsidy add up to more than 300 yuan a month. In towns and villages, this is a high salary. In many rural areas, a family of several people can only earn less than 2,000 yuan a year.

Yao Dangsheng is the current brigade secretary, that is, the district secretary. Everyone is accustomed to using the original title.

Yao Yongji immediately breathed a sigh of relief. With Mr. Yao's words, things would be much easier to handle. The school was built brick by brick by Mr. Yao. It can be said that Mr. Yao thinks he has done two worthwhile things in his life.

The first thing I am proud of is fighting the Japanese, and the second thing is building the Yaojia Primary School.

Now, Yaojia Primary School has become a comprehensive school covering kindergarten to junior high school. It is inseparable from the fact that Mr. Yao was running around looking for people to find money when he was the secretary of the brigade.

"Brother Red Army, I feel relieved if you say this. If the party students don't listen to me, your words will be different." Yao Yongji said.

Mr. Yao said, "Work is work. He is the brigade secretary and you are the village party secretary. If you report to him, he cannot ignore it."

"That's what I said, alas!" Yao Yongji shook his head helplessly, handed the hookah to Yao Zhenhua beside him, and looked over eagerly.

Yao Zhenhua smiled and said, "I also support three hundred, which is enough to buy two carts of bricks."

"Okay, Zhenhua, I knew today would not be in vain." Yao Yongji was basically relieved and very happy.

600 yuan is a lot of money in rural areas. It can build half of a large house with tiles!

The whole family of Yao Hongjun raised 600 yuan, plus the other households in the village who gave you 2 yuan and I gave 3 yuan, it was no problem to raise 2,000 yuan. With a little support from the brigade, the roof of the student dormitory collapsed.

Once the walls are repaired, it's enough.

"It's mainly about the money for materials. I've made an agreement with a few bricklayers in the village. They will contribute and I'll find a few people to help. That's pretty much it," Yao Yongji said.

Yao Yuan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked, "Second Master, is the damage to the school serious?"

"Is it serious or not? The house was built by your grandfather back then. After so many years, there are usually no problems, but whenever there is a typhoon, there will definitely be damage. So we are very careful now. When a typhoon hits, all the students and teachers will be destroyed."

There were no safety issues after the transfer," Yao Yongji said.

Later, Yaojia Village got better and better, which had a lot to do with Yao Yongji, the village party secretary. He was a person who wanted to do things and was able to do them.

"Second Master, why don't you take me to have a look?" Yao Yuan suggested.

Yao Chun suddenly asked, "Are you going in a car?"

Yao Yuan smiled and said, "Well, let's go in a small car."

"Go and have a look. I remember that you also studied in the village for two years." Yao Chun said.

Yao Yuan spent his kindergarten years in the village school.

Mr. Yao slapped his thigh and said, "Let's go and have a look."

What else is there to say? Yao Yongji is eager to do it. Yao Chun leads the way with his short legs. He is a little older and is the best settler in the village. He is also honest and his nickname is Yao Xiucai.

If Yao Zhenhua doesn't go, he will soon prepare to cut sugar cane. After Yao Yuan's repeated persuasion, Yao Zhenhua finally agreed to spend money to hire idle laborers from the village to cut sugar cane. Yao Zhenhua also figured out that his son would be unhappy if he didn't follow his son's opinions.

, I didn’t have this problem before, because my son was not sensible yet, but now it’s different. Not only is he a top scholar, but he has also made money by doing business, so he can no longer be treated like a child.

For Yao Zhenhua, the big event that really made him think that Yao Yuan had grown up was not that he passed the college entrance examination and went to a prestigious university in the county, or that he made money from doing business, but that he repaired a batch of faulty imports from the sugar factory.

equipment!

Yao Zhenhua is a person who attaches great importance to the concept of national units. In his opinion, only national units are always the most reliable. No matter how high the wages offered by other units are, they are not reliable and there is no telling when they will disappear.

In fact, from this perspective, the crazy scene of applying for civil servants twenty years later proves that Lao Yao's view is right.

It can be said that Yao Yuan saved the sugar factory's harvest season, but he cannot be treated like a child.

On the roadside, a large group of people gathered around Pajero and pointed, with fear, envy, desire, shock and confusion in their eyes. A bunch of little kids pretended to touch it, but were immediately pulled back by adults and slapped on the buttocks.

Even if I say something bad and sell you, I can't afford the compensation!

Someone in the village bought a small car for the first time.

It is a major event to kill the chicken and return the favor to God.

As soon as Yao Yuan came out, the crowd dispersed, and someone boldly joked: "Now that the number one scholar has become the big boss, when are you going to donate some money to the village?"

"It doesn't matter what you say, the sons raised by the Zhenhua family are not as sensible as your sons."

"How much does it cost for Xiaoyuan to buy this car?"

…

Yao Yongji waved his hand and said, "Stop standing around. There is no need to chop the sugar cane? No need to plow the ground? No need to plant fertilizer? No need to dry it anymore?"

The crowd dispersed with laughter.

Yao Yuan said hello and opened the car door. He first asked his grandfather to sit in the passenger seat, and then asked Yao Yongji and Yao Chun to get into the second row. His car is a seven-seater, and the two seats in the third row are usually stowed away.

The trunk space is huge.

This has won the hearts of Yao Zhenhua and Zhang Guifang, because they can attract goods...

Yao Yuan drove slowly to the school. Yao Yuan thoughtfully helped them roll down the windows and drove very slowly, so that they could have the most time to greet the villagers.

Mr. Yao has been a cadre for so many years, and he has a very calm demeanor. At this age, he has already reached the state of "not to be happy with things and not to be sad with oneself". The villagers greeted him one after another, and he nodded slightly calmly.

, say that sentence.

Yao Chun was different. He shouted hello all the way and was in high spirits.

"Okay, okay, hello everyone, the dumplings from Zhenhua's family, yes, yes, they were bought by Zhuangyuanlang. Let's go to school and have a look, Kangfu! What are you doing! Have you finished chopping the sugar cane?"

Yao Yongji was similar, but he was not so deliberate. When he saw someone thinking about something, he would explain a few words at the top of his voice. Yao Yuan listened all the way, and most of them were about things like withdrawal of money and agricultural taxes.

Young people may not understand that, in fact, the withdrawal was not abolished until 2002, while the agricultural tax was abolished in 2006.

Farmers pay agricultural taxes, commonly known as public grain taxes.

When it was abolished in 2006, it was announced that the agricultural tax that had lasted for thousands of years in China was abolished.

Nowadays, there are still two heavy burdens on the shoulders of farmers. Every year, village cadres are overwhelmed with the collection of retained funds and agricultural taxes, not to mention the important task of family planning!

After driving through the village and onto the tractor-tillage road, Yao Yuan asked, "Second Master, how is the damage to the houses in the village?"

The new yard where Yao Yuan's family mainly lives now is next to the tractor-tillage road. It is at the far north and faces south. It is said to be a tractor-tillage road, but in fact it has long been the only road connecting to the county road. It is full of potholes and makes it even harder to walk on rainy days.

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"There are no problems with firebrick houses, but some yellow mud houses are in worse condition. The kitchen of Kangfu's house collapsed, and half of the side house where his parents lived also collapsed. Although cooking can be overcome, his parents can only live in the living room.

"Yao Yongji said.

The houses in rural areas in this area are similar. They basically have a "door" layout. The middle room must be the living room, and the left and right are bedrooms. The kitchen and utility room are next to the bedrooms. This is the basic configuration. Those with money will build more bedrooms.

The living room, dining room, kitchen, and utility room will be subdivided.

The new house of Yao Yuan's family is quite grand. There are nine large rooms, each of which is very spacious. The yard is big enough to be used as a drying ground. If the car cannot be driven in, Yao Yuan will definitely park the car in his own yard to avoid parking.

"Exhibition" on the roadside.

"Is Uncle Kangfu the family behind Second Grandpa's house?" Yao Yuan searched through his limited memory.

After he spent two years in kindergarten in the village, his mother joined his father in a sugar factory, so he and his elder sister moved there with her. They have been living in the sugar factory since then and have limited memory of the people and things in the village.

"Yes, that's the house behind your second grandfather's house." Yao Yongji said.

Yao Yuan recalled, "I remember one year during the Spring Festival I set off firecrackers and burned down his haystack."
Chapter completed!