Dressed Like a Pretty Daughter-in-law From the 1970s Chapter 119

Chapter 119 Let's keep a low profile

 Arrived aside, An Zhixia smiled and reported the specific number to the village chief.

The village chief read the amount silently. Thirty-five hundred yuan plus the watermelon's 45,000 yuan, the total was 75,500 yuan. He had never seen so much money at once in his life.

For a moment, he didn't know whether to take the bankbook or not, "Here, do you want to distribute so much money to the members?"

An Zhixia said with a smile: "Village chief, we only have 500 acres of paddy field to raise fish this year, and we got a bumper harvest. Next year, we can't continue to raise fish, and we have to expand the scale. We have 2,000 acres of paddy field in the village. We just buy fish fry." , Loach seedlings can't be bought even with 40,000 yuan.

Furthermore, our village can become richer than other villages. We must seize this opportunity and move quickly one step at a time.

The commune can build primary schools for the villages for free, but the brick factory is so big. There are thirty-six villages in the commune. Even if four villages build one primary school, it will still take six primary schools. We don't know when the bricks will be ready. superior. And it doesn't necessarily have to be built in our village. "

"What you mean is," the village chief was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and said, "Let's advance the funds first and use the money in advance to buy bricks to build a primary school in our village. When the number is up, we will distribute it to the members to make up for it. ?”

“Yes, children's education cannot be neglected. No matter how joyful it is outside, we must be sure that knowledge can change our destiny.”

"Yes, as long as it concerns the future of our children, everyone in our village can support this decision with both hands and feet," the village chief smiled and nodded repeatedly, took the bankbook and said, "I will withdraw the money tomorrow, and the thirty-five hundred is yours." , and the remaining money will be used to build schools.”

Just as he was talking, he waved to the house, and when others arrived, he announced his plan to build a school, "Yuanzi, you are well-informed, can you help us design a primary school first? I will go back and hold a mobilization meeting for the whole village. Listen. Listen to the opinions of everyone. If there is no accident, we will use 30,000 yuan to build a primary school. We will build it!"

Fang Yuan responded without looking at An Zhixia, and went back to work.

The village chief carefully packed up his bankbook, spoke to An Zhixia, and continued to invest in the business of earning bricks with others.

When it got dark, everyone dragged their tired bodies and walked home talking and laughing.

The loudspeaker of Hetang Village immediately sounded, calling everyone to the square in front of the village committee to discuss matters.

 Everyone drank water and washed their faces and gathered curiously.

 The village chief took out the bankbook and happily shared the amount with everyone.

The people in the whole village were so excited that the sky was about to explode. Even the neighboring villages could faintly hear the noise, and those who had more good intentions couldn't help but go here to investigate.

An Zhixia stood beside the village chief and put her hand on her lips, "Hold it, hold it, let's keep a low profile."

Everyone laughed, their heartbeats were beating so fast, and an old lady couldn't bear the surprise and rolled her eyes and fainted. After a moment of panic, everyone was fine, but the surprise was too much.

The village chief recognized everyone's hard work and began to talk about where the money went.

When I heard that they couldn't get a penny, it was fake to not feel disappointed. But think about it, in order to have a bigger harvest next year, we have to buy fish fry and loach fry, but the children's studies cannot be delayed.

Good schools will definitely attract good teachers. Look how promising Director Xiaoan is. What did one person transform the poor and backward Wuqi Commune into? This year they couldn't get any money, but each of them got 200 kilograms more grain than in previous years. (Government food is paid once a year)

Even if the appraisers gain experience and estimate the rice in rice fields and fish farming too high next year, the increase in late rice harvests and the fish and loaches in the fields will still allow them to make much more profits than this year.

Great people also say that we must get rich first and educate. They are the Hetang Village brigade running in front of the Five Flags Commune. They must not be short-sighted. This money should be spent, it must be spent, and not only it must be spent, but it must be spent openly!

 The village chief's words and their discussions among themselves made every villager in Hetang Village firm up their ideas, which was quite refreshing and generous.

An Zhixia couldn't help but give them a thumbs up, took the phone and praised sincerely: "Folks, your decision is correct. This is not what I said, but the answer that will give you satisfaction in the future. Children Guys, your parents, grandparents, are not willing to ask for money, so they will build a new school for you. You should study hard and make your hometown richer and more beautiful in the future!"

Everyone clapped their hands together and was so excited that they even signed up to build a school for the baby.

Hidden among the crowd, Cui Tianhao, Qi Yunlan and Chen Sike gritted their teeth in hatred. Why were they being yelled at and scolded like rats crossing the street, while An Zhixia was able to live a prosperous life in the commune and was treated by so many people? welcome.

 Obviously it wasn't like this in the beginning!

It was not that they didn't use any means during this period, but no matter whether it was the village, the livestock farm or the brick factory, they were guarded 24 hours a day, giving no chance for anyone to get close, let alone take action.

An Zhixia commutes to and from get off work on time every day, and there are also people along the way.

 Because there are many new projects in the commune, the militiamen in each village are very busy, patrolling everywhere, and if they find strangers or loitering, they will go forward to investigate. Therefore, they cannot get foreign aid.

However, as time goes by and the situation changes, they don't believe that the An family brother and sister can always have such smooth sailing!

 The next day, the village chief took the An family brothers and sisters, Fangyuan, Nie Yichang and Hang Xianglei to the county seat. Nowadays, money is bundled together in large groups, and it is too conspicuous to put a few thousand dollars at home. They are not old people in the village. They have to keep the money themselves and take it out from time to time. So the village chief transferred the money to their bankbooks respectively, leaving money to buy fish fry and loach fry, and transferred the rest to new bankbooks, ready to be handed over to the brick factory to exchange for green bricks.

Looking at the 1,800 yuan in the bankbook, Nie Yichang's eyes widened. When he took the money, he didn't intend to make money. It was just a simple help between friends, and he was prepared to waste it. Unexpectedly, within a few months, four hundred yuan turned into eighteen hundred yuan!

“Sister, if you have such a good thing, please call me brother!”

An Zhixia sneered: "No, the village itself has money to buy fish fry and loach fry, but they don't care about your thousand yuan."

Hang Xianglei patted Nie Yichang on the shoulder, "There is really no chance, but we get the wages of formal workers in the brick factory every month, which is much better than asking for money from home before. Maybe when you go home for the New Year this year, you can Wave and buy a bunch of food and fun for your nieces and nephews."

Nie Yichang thought about it and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, I am now a salaried person. Every penny earned is from labor, and my waist is straight!"

This said, An Zhixia couldn't continue to **** them. It was rare for the dandy boys to work down-to-earth, so she couldn't dampen their enthusiasm.

 (End of this chapter)

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