Chapter 178: Old Monster Yang's Secret
What Mr. Yang meant was that he was easy to talk to, but the most difficult people to deal with were those people with different surnames who had fled to the wilderness and been taken in by the Yang family village in the early years.
People surnamed Yang have been living on this land for many years. It can be said that what is visible and invisible underground is that their dead ancestors turned into a puddle of mud. But no matter what, the ancestors of people surnamed Yang are also on this land.
, this land is the ancestor of Yangjiazhuang.
But those people with different surnames are different. That desolate cemetery is their only ancestor. If it is used to build a school, then there will be no more thoughts about it.
No wonder Old Monster Yang wants to erect a statue of himself. If the statue is not completed, he still has to carve his name in the first place. Does he know how much effort it takes to accomplish this? Why should he feel that his contribution is so high?
If this situation is true as what my father-in-law said, then this matter is indeed very difficult.
Zhang Guoquan spent the past few days thinking about how to get his father-in-law to relent. He thought that his father-in-law was the most difficult to deal with. As long as he relented, the rest would be easy to solve.
He never expected that the construction of a school would get stuck in something he least expected.
What should I do? If those Yangjiazhuang people with different surnames refuse to give up the cemetery, the final result will be that he can only give up eight acres of crop land.
The demeanor that had just turned into a happy one was suddenly enveloped in a layer of gloom as a deadlock came over.
Finally, after thinking about it, Zhang Guoquan decided to give it a try. If his father-in-law could let go, could it be that those villagers with different surnames couldn't let go.
Children with the Yang surname are not the only ones who travel so far to go to school. There are also children from villagers with different surnames. Can they still watch their children suffer and be unwilling to give up their graves?
It probably won't happen. How can we draw a conclusion without trying it? Zhang Guoquan is planning to go to those people's houses early tomorrow morning to talk about what he said.
He is not here just for Wei Guangming to do everything smoothly. Even if Wei Guangming completes the tasks assigned above, he does these things entirely for the children in the village, for Hu Zi, and for Xiao Zhaoyang.
After I proposed my idea to my father-in-law, he did not agree.
"I have always been asked to do things by people in the village. My old man has never asked anyone for help. After all, you are also my old man's son-in-law. You don't have to do this kind of thing. I, the old man, will be thrown away.
I can’t afford that face.”
At this point, for the sake of his little face, Old Monster Yang just didn't say anything, and even his son-in-law wasn't allowed to say it. But for the sake of his children, Zhang Guoquan didn't think it was anything shameful.
Old Monster Yang knew the second son-in-law's stubborn temper and was just as stubborn as him. He immediately said with relief: "You don't have to worry about this matter. Just take good care of the second girl. I think during this period, the second girl has worked hard for the child."
, So, the building of the school is left to me, old man. Since I can write my name first on the merit monument, there are considerations, and I promise to complete it in three months."
Not to mention that it will take three months to complete the project, Wei Guangming also proposed the construction of the school for the time being. As for when the construction will start, there is no definite time. This is a major event and cannot be built in ten and a half months like the village committee.
Pretty much the same.
By then, it will also involve the matter of compensation for relocating the tomb, which will definitely not be put on the agenda within a few months.
So Old Monster Yang said it would be done in three months, which is considered a very short period of time.
But Old Monster Yang didn't ask for help, and he didn't go to those people to lobby. He really didn't understand how his father-in-law would accomplish this.
Old weirdo Yang pretended to be secretive, shaking his head and saying that the secret must not be leaked.
It was getting very late, and if I asked again, Old Monster Yang would not tell me.
I had no choice but to return to Dongdi in the dark. Now I can only wait for the results of my father-in-law. Three months is not a long time.
It only takes a blink of an eye, and it always feels like it goes too fast when there are little ones around.
It's only been a few months, and the little one can turn over and over on the bed. Occasionally, he will give you a little surprise. He can sit there directly with a "pop", and then stare straight at you, grinning.
He has a wide smile and a pair of big black eyes, and looks very much like his fourth brother.
Bai Ge has indeed worked a lot for the little guy, and everyone has lost weight. Zhang Guoquan said that you can also drink some of the malted milk for the little guy. It is a highly nutritious thing, and it is good for adults to drink.
But Bai Ge is reluctant to do so. Even if there is only a little bit left in the jar, she will not waste it and pour it into a new jar, just to let the little guy eat one more bite so that he can grow stronger.
Looking at Bai Ge's emaciated appearance, Zhang Guoquan's eyes were full of heartache. He was full of gratitude to Bai Ge, and of course, he was also grateful for his fourth brother.
It would be great if his fourth brother were alive. He couldn't think about it. He couldn't think about it. When he thought of his fourth brother, his heart felt like it was being grabbed tightly by someone, and he was so painful that he couldn't breathe.
And Huiru, how is she doing?
Will she ever see the sibling who calls her third brother again in the future?
He thought, probably not. People get married in the city, have a new home, have new children, and have a new life. Xiao Zhaoyang will just grow into a new generation of farmers in the future.
Like most villagers, generation after generation, they guard this piece of yellow land and live their lives with their faces facing the loess and their backs to the sky.
Every time he thought about it late at night, he always had an indescribable feeling, which was so uncomfortable and so depressing that it was suffocating.
Xiao Zhaoyang should no longer live such a life. When he grows up, he should resolutely go far away like his biological father.
There is a new world there, a bright future for the fourth brother, and it should also be Xiao Zhaoyang's future.
If you want to get out of this yellow land, you must study hard and use knowledge to change your destiny.
In the middle of the night, he nodded heavily, yes, that's how he decided, he couldn't confine the child to himself just to raise the child. That would be unfair to Xiao Zhaoyang, and even more unfair to the fourth brother.
Zhaoyang, go see the beautiful new world. Go out and see the new era where you grew up.
Don't be afraid, Zhaoyang, be as brave as your father.
He is a hero, and you can't be a bear either.
When I thought about it this way, the oppressive and suffocating feeling quickly disappeared, replaced by a rare kind of relaxation and joy.
In the middle of the night, with the hustle and bustle of summer insects, he had not realized that this strong expectation for Xiao Zhaoyang would produce the exact opposite emotion towards Xiao Zhaoyang in the days to come.
Occasionally, moonlight shone into the room, making it all white.
Sometimes the little one would wake up in the middle of the night, and the white pigeon would always take the trouble to pat the little one's chest and hum softly to coax the little one to sleep.
Zhang Guoquan was always the first to fall asleep. The sound of the white pigeons was as pleasant as the lark, especially in such a quiet night, accompanied by the faint chirping of insects outside the wooden window, which seemed to merge into a moving and sweet music.
Same.
There was no need to ask questions in the field. After kicking the seedlings, Zhang Guoquan finally rested completely.
Bai Ge said, "You should have a good rest. There is not a single blade of grass growing in the field, but you have cut it all bald. Our little guy's head is not as bald as in the field."
After finishing speaking, he would hold up the little guy and shake it deliberately, causing the little guy to giggle.
Just take a rest, stay at the canteen, watch over the pigeons and the children, and your days will be peaceful and quiet.
I lay down on the lounge chair with the radio next to me. There was the shade of the locust tree above my head, and the leaves were so dense that I didn't feel the sun at all.
It's great, it would be nice to have more days like this.
But when they couldn't enjoy it for a few days, something happened in the village.
Suddenly, the quiet village became lively again.
Of course, it has nothing to do with him this time.
He looked at it completely as an outsider, and he had already expected this.
The village committee was finally built a month later.
With the participation of so many villagers, it should have been built long ago, but sometimes when there are more people, the situation becomes chaotic. Wei Guangming doesn't care and lets the villagers mess around.
It took more than a month to complete the construction of the village committee.
What happens after it’s built?
Then you will definitely start asking for money.
Didn't Wei Guangming promise at that time that all laborers who came to participate in the construction of the village committee would be paid 100 yuan each? Now that it is built, it is time to honor it.
One hundred yuan is not a small amount, and some villagers are afraid to take it. Those who think of giving it thirty-fifty are satisfied.
But during the process of establishing the village committee, Wei Guangming still insisted on giving 100 yuan.
Chapter completed!