One is a tall, bearded man in his forties. His name is Deng Bixian, and he is the head of Shangma Village.
The other one is very thin, in his fifties, and is the village chief of Xiama Village, Wang Chaohui.
When Yu Fuchun saw the two of them, he was also curious.
Thinking: "Why did these two people come to my Jinling Village if they don't guard their own one-third of an acre of land?"
He couldn't help but ask: "Deng Bixian, Wang Chaohui, what brought you to Jinling Village?"
Wang Chaohui snorted angrily.
"Hmph! Yu Fuchun, what you did was unkind. You didn't even notify us of good things!"
His voice is very special, a bit hoarse.
"Yes, Yu Fuchun, after all, we are three villages connected, and you didn't even call us." Deng Bixian's voice sounded very rough and arrogant.
Yu Fuchun did not expect that as soon as they met, the two men would start questioning him.
He was a Zhang Er monk and was confused, "Hey, hey, hey, what do you mean? Where did I get this good thing from?"
Wang Chaohui rolled his eyes and said, "Yu Fuchun, if we weren't sharp-edged and well-informed, we wouldn't even know you have a noble person coming to Jinling Village."
At this time, Yu Fuchun finally understood what was going on.
It was because of the arrival of Qin Fan and his party.
He was so angry that he stamped his feet, "Why can't this Yang Liu control his mouth?"
Not to mention, Yang Liu really told me about this.
She had nothing to do in the afternoon, so she stayed at the door to watch the Mercedes-Benz.
Jinling Village is so big, you can see a palm-sized area as far as the eye can see.
There are guests at Yang Liu's house, and they are still guarding the car outside.
This scene naturally attracted a lot of attention, and some neighbors came to inquire out of curiosity.
Yangliu was a straight-tempered person and didn't think too much about it, so she told her neighbor honestly.
Little did she know that the news spread quickly to Shangma Village and Xiama Village.
This is incredible, I hope primary school is related to the future of children.
Deng Bixian and Wang Chaohui could not sit still and hurried to Yu Fuchun's home on their motorcycles.
Qin Fan on the side naturally understood what the visitor meant.
He couldn't help but laugh, "Village Chief Yu, these two are...?"
Yu Fuchun had no choice but to introduce it to both parties.
When he heard that the young man in front of him was Mr. Qin Fanqin, Wang Chaohui's eyes sparkled.
He stepped forward and took Qin Fan's arm, "Mr. Qin, let's go to our Xiama Village. My accommodation is spacious."
Seeing his posture, Deng Bi became anxious.
He also took Qin Fan's other arm and said, "Mr. Qin, go to my Shangma Village. My place is not bad and there is accommodation."
Suddenly, Yu Fuchun became even more anxious.
He was the first to receive Qin Fan and his party. To be honest, he wanted to have an in-depth conversation with Qin Fan.
If I were to be cut off now, it would still be nothing.
He quickly stretched out his hand to stop Deng Bixian and Wang Chaohui, "Can you please be reasonable? How can anyone rob someone when they come?"
This scene made Qin Fan, Xiaowen, Phoenix Girl, and Yuwen Xiangwan dumbfounded.
I saw three men with red faces and thick necks, and they seemed to be quarreling.
Qin Fan quickly stopped and said, "Calm down and calm down. If you have anything to say, talk to me."
"Yes, listen to Mr. Qin, he can live wherever he wants!" Yu Fuchun said angrily.
Qin Fan smiled and said to Deng Bixian and Wang Chaohui: "Two village chiefs, can you let me go first?"
Only then did Deng Bixian and Wang Chaohui realize that they were still holding Qin Fan's arm.
The two quickly let go of their hands and laughed mischievously.
"Actually, I was talking to Village Chief Yu this afternoon that I would go to your village to have a look tomorrow and ask Chief Yu to show me the way. But Aunt Yang notified you in advance to come."
"Village Chief Yu, since the two village chiefs are here, how about we sit down and talk?" Qin Fan asked Yu Fuchun for his opinion.
This is where Qin Fan acted tactfully. He described the arrival of the two village chiefs as advance notice, and then consulted Yu Fuchun's opinion.
It can be said that Yang Liu is not blamed for being too talkative, and it also gives Yu Fuchun enough face.
Yu Fuchun was very pleased with it and had no objections.
"Okay, let's go to the yard to talk." He nodded in agreement.
Then, he waved to the villagers watching the fun, "Everyone is leaving, everyone is leaving. Don't let the guests laugh at us."
At this time, a villager asked loudly: "Village Chief Yu, is it true that we are building a Hope Primary School?"
"Of course it's true. You all should go back. This time you won't be dirty. I will let everyone know when there is good news." Yu Fuchun waved his hands repeatedly, "Everyone be obedient and go back quickly!"
"Well, that's great."
"The children can finally sit in the new classroom."
The villagers were very simple and left chatting with each other.
"Mr. Qin, please!" Yu Fuchun made a gesture of invitation.
Several people walked into the courtyard.
Yu Fuchun moved a table and wooden benches, and poured boiling water for several people.
He shouted to the house: "Yangliu, catch a chicken in the backyard and kill it, and cook some dishes tonight."
"Ah...Okay, I'll call you when it's done."
The sound of willows came from the house.
When Wang Chaohui and Deng Bi first rushed to her house, Yang Liu knew something was wrong.
To be honest, she was really worried that Qin Fan would be unhappy.
Now that she saw that neither Yu Fuchun nor Qin Fan blamed her, Yang Liu also let go of the stone in her heart.
"Sir, you talk to the three village chiefs, I'm going to help Aunt Yang." Phoenix Girl said.
"Brother Xiaowen, you stay here, I'll go too."
Qin Fan and Xiaowen nodded.
Yuwen Xiangwan also followed him into the house. For them, it was completely impossible for them to get involved in such matters.
"Mr. Qin, thank you for doing a great thing for the children in the countryside. Can I ask a few questions?" Wang Chaohui asked in a hoarse voice.
"Village Chief Wang, if you have anything you can ask, we will discuss it in advance when we sit down," Qin Fan said.
"Well, we rural people speak straightforwardly, so don't be surprised."
Wang Chaohui glanced at Yu Fuchun and Deng Bixian and spoke in advance.
Qin Fan nodded.
Wang Chaohui asked carefully: "Mr. Qin, where do you plan to build Hope Primary School?"
This is their biggest concern.
The so-called century-old plan is based on education. Now in the information age, everyone wants to have a few promising people in the village.
However, it is Qin Fan's decision to donate and build Hope Primary School. Whether it can be implemented depends entirely on Qin Fan.
Just when Qin Fan was about to express his thoughts, Deng Biz spoke up first.
"Of course Shangma Village has the best location, right in the middle of the three villages."
When Wang Chaohui heard this, he immediately rolled his eyes.
"Why, if you want to build it, just build it in Xiama Village. We have the most children studying in Xiama Village."
Qin Fan was immediately speechless. It was exactly what Yu Fuchun said. When choosing a location, they would not give in to each other.
On the other hand, Yu Fuchun was neither noisy nor fussy.
He knew that Qin Fan had his own intentions.
"Two village chiefs, can you listen to my opinion?" Qin Fan smiled.
Deng Bixian and Wang Chaohui looked at each other, their eyes wide open.
"Three village chiefs, I want to ask you, who is the person you respect the most over the years?"
Yu Fuchun, Deng Bixian, and Wang Chaohui almost all said without hesitation: "Of course it's Teacher Tang Hongmian!"
"Then who do the villagers respect the most?"
"It's Teacher Tang too!" the three of them said in tandem.
Qin Fan nodded, "That's right. Selecting a site to rebuild the school is not only what you have been waiting for for many years, but also Teacher Tang Hongmian's wish."
"This is my plan. The location of this Hope Primary School will be determined according to Teacher Tang Hongmian's wishes during his lifetime. Let's help Teacher Tang fulfill his wish. What do you think?"
Suddenly, Yu Fuchun, Deng Bixian and Wang Chaohui were silent.