"You all believe what I said. The craft is jade carving technology. My senior sister's sister-in-law runs a training school. As long as you study well, I can guarantee that you can earn three or four thousand a month. Maybe more...
..”
After Cheng Yu made the guarantee, people were no longer calm.
"Did you hear that, three or four thousand, my mother earns my father a year in a month." In that era, the most formal jobs only had a monthly salary of three to four hundred, and few paid more than a thousand yuan.
"Cheng Yu, I also want to learn a craft. Where can I sign up? How much is the tuition?"
"Everyone, be quiet. If you want to go to school or learn a trade, it's okay. Moreover, you don't need to spend extra money. You can just pay the tuition, book fees, and accommodation fees to the school. I only have one condition: convince your father
, vote for Uncle Dalin, I only want the result, today, Uncle Dalin must be elected!"
Cheng Yu stated the conditions in a tone that left no room for doubt, and everyone immediately dispersed.
"If I go, I'm just drawing a circle. If my father doesn't choose Dalin, I will immediately turn against him."
"Dad, Dad, where are you?"
"I have to go home, my dad isn't here yet!"
...
After the crowd dispersed, Cheng Yu turned to Liu Chunlai, "Chunlai, what are your plans?"
"I don't have any plans. I want to follow you. Whatever you do, I will do it, but I'm afraid of dragging you down!" Liu Chunlai said what he really thought in his heart. He could tell that Cheng Yu must have gone through a lot this year.
Well, it’s not as simple as just going to school.
However, Cheng Yu's next words shocked him again. Liu Si and Wang San were also shocked.
"Then go to school. I'm currently in the third grade of Taixi No. 5 Middle School. If you go, you have to start from the first grade." Cheng Yu agreed simply and in a very calm tone.
"What? Cheng Yu, tell me again, what day is it?" The three of them all thought that there was something wrong with their ears and they must have heard wrongly.
"It's the third grade of junior high school!"
The third grade of junior high school. Wasn't it the sixth grade of elementary school last year? Why did you go directly to the third grade of junior high school? Are all the students in the fifth middle school so awesome? This time they did not choose not to believe it, let alone laugh at Cheng Yu, but all turned their heads to Qin Feng'er.
Qin Feng'er didn't speak, just smiled and nodded.
"Folks and comrades, please be quiet. The meeting is now underway."
People slowly stopped walking and talking, and the yard became quiet.
"Everyone knows." The person who presided over the meeting was a young man from a family named Cheng. Cheng Yu knew him. They were of the same generation and only knew him as Waizi. It might be a nickname because his neck often tilted to one side.
There are very few good days, and I get very close to Cheng Dahu's family on weekdays.
"In our Chengjia Village, the old secretary was murdered by a bad person and has been unable to work for a long time. The leaders of the township are very concerned about our village... Now, I would like to invite Deputy Mayor Guo to speak."
"Comrades and fellow villagers, I won't say much more. The election work is very important. Everyone must start from the perspective of caring about the long-term development of the collective... let's get started." Deputy Mayor Guo said.
He didn't talk much, but he talked for half an hour.
"This election will be conducted by secret ballot. ... I will first ask the two candidates to say a few words."
The candidate's speech is basically a campaign speech, to gain some popularity points for himself, and in the final sprint to win votes.
"I'm going to be the secretary!" Cheng Dahu was full of swear words and idiomatic expressions, and was very down-to-earth. "As long as you follow me and be obedient, as long as I have meat to eat, I will definitely let you drink soup."
.”
The crowd burst into applause.
On the rostrum, Deputy Mayor Guo frowned and thought to himself, how will the candidates be selected in the future? Can the damn person speak human language?
The old secretary did not come to the scene, maybe because he felt that life was no longer satisfactory, maybe because he felt that he no longer belonged to this stage. My absence made Cheng Dahu, the son, more open-minded.
Cheng Dahu's talk was full of spittle, and he also used a lot of idiomatic expressions. They were nothing more than words to curse himself or others, such as, I'm ****, I'm TN, you're...
He also has his own political plan and plan to get rich.
"When I become secretary, I must lead everyone to get rich. The first step is to cut down all the woods in the north of the village, sell the trees for money, and turn the woods into fertile farmland." Cheng Dahu began to talk.
"The most important thing is that I want to use the money from selling the trees as the original capital of collective assets, actively invest, and earn more money for our village." When it comes to investment, the people in the audience became energetic, even though they cut down the trees.
The idea is a bit ridiculous, but the idea of investing and making money is still worth looking forward to.
However, when Cheng Dahu revealed his method of making money, some people in the audience started to curse.
Although people were a little disgusted by Cheng Dahu's foul language and felt it was unreliable, the few words he said afterward were still somewhat level, such as original capital and active investment. At least they were still human words, especially when it came to
When the idea of making money comes up, most people's eyes light up.
At this time, Deputy Mayor Guo's brows relaxed slightly, and even a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Everyone knows about Manjiang Red Village, right?" Cheng Dahu saw people's interest and he spoke more enthusiastically.
When mentioning Manjianghong Village, the villagers must be interested, because it is a neighboring village to Chengjia Village. This is not the point. The point is that Manjianghong Village is a model village for getting rich in the county, with more than half of the households in the village worth 10,000 yuan.
What does Cheng Dahu mean by mentioning this village at this time? He wants to learn from others how to make money.
Most of the people had smiles on their faces, and people in the Cheng clan were even starting to feel proud. This guy Dahu was pretty good, and he was very up to date. At this level, he would be rich enough to be a town leader!
"TN's, Manjianghong's Jiang Decai, the last time we played mahjong together, we won more than 10,000 yuan!" Those in the audience who were close to the audience could already see the ferocious expression on Cheng Dahu's face, and more people looked puzzled. This is
What's the rhythm? Why is it so far away? What does campaigning have to do with playing mahjong?
"With this initial capital, I can work with Jiang Decai to make a big deal. Jiang Decai has money. Don't worry, I will definitely..."
Before Cheng Dahu could continue speaking, the audience began to talk in low voices, and someone started scolding him directly, "Cheng Dahu, is this what you are talking about? You get rich by playing mahjong! It's a shame that you still stand on the stage and say it!" It was Wang who spoke.
San's father, Wang Xicai, Cheng Yu once saved his life.
"That's right, Brother Xicai is right, this is leading everyone into the ditch!"
"Get down quickly, stop talking!"
"..."
"You guys, don't worry, I have a better way to make money and get rich, it's not easy!" Cheng Dahu looked at Deputy Mayor Guo on the side.
Deputy Mayor Guo's face turned dark, and in his heart ten thousand alpacas rushed towards Cheng Dahu.
Seeing that Deputy Mayor Guo did not say anything, Cheng Dahu continued, "Let me tell you a secret. I am friends with Director Zhang of the Taixi City Construction Committee. He is in charge of many developers and builders."
Deputy Mayor Guo immediately became interested. It seemed that Cheng Dahu had some background. The Urban Construction Committee
He had heard of Zhang Xiang, who was a popular person in front of Secretary Liang. If he could get on this line, he would not dare to think about it anymore.
"Their business requires a large amount of building materials. What is needed for construction? Building roads and building houses requires a lot of soil. Our village can sell soil. I have agreed that it costs four yuan per car..."
"Coax---" There were shouts from the audience, and many people were cursing in their hearts. Who doesn't know that today's land costs five yuan a cart, and you still want to get a dollar out of it.
And, most importantly, is the soil sold casually? Once this gap opens, Chengjia Village will turn into a big pit within a year, or be surrounded by big pits. Once there is a heavy rain, it will be a vast ocean. This is a lifeless place for future generations.
of trading.
"Get down quickly! Don't lose NN's people. I'm just here to listen to your nonsense!" Someone fired directly down.
"Please vote for me! I am Cheng Jianfeng, make no mistake, Cheng Jianfeng!" Cheng Dahu raised his voice, walked down, and added, "Whoever chooses me, go to my house at night and receive another 250 yuan.
Drink!"
Cheng Dahu's campaign speech ended like a farce.
"Now let's invite the second candidate, Qin Dalin, to take the stage to speak!"
"Hello folks, hello Mayor Guo! My name is Qin Dalin. I am a straightforward person and I don't know how to talk. I, I..." Qin Dalin was a little nervous when he came on stage. This was the first time he faced
With so many people talking, at this point, he is not as good as his wife, Teacher Yang.
Teacher Yang was also among the crowd in the audience, secretly worried about Qin Dalin.
"I think this way, our village mainly grows garlic. Next, I will take the lead in planting new varieties with good quality and high yield in my own land. If the planting is successful, I will take everyone to plant it together." Okay.
It was easy to hold back a few words, and Qin Dalin began to sweat on his forehead.
There was a round of applause from the audience, and it was Cheng Yu and others who took the lead.
"Second, I have to take time and spend my own money to inspect and learn new technologies, and use new technologies to increase production and increase income."
"I, I, anyway, everyone knows who I, Qin Dalin, am in the village. I promise, if everyone doesn't get rich, I won't live in a new house. As long as my family still has food to eat, everyone will have food to eat.
There is still one person who is hungry, so I will starve with him, that’s all!” Qin Dalin hurriedly fled off the stage.
"You, oh, I really can't say anything about you! I usually talk very well when I communicate alone down here, but why is it like this!" Teacher Yang scolded, looking like he hated iron for not being able to make steel. Fortunately, Qin Dalin is not
Her students would be pissed to death otherwise.
"Both candidates said..." Just as the crook was about to announce the next step in the election process, a voice interrupted him.
"Wait!" Cheng Yu stood on the stool, "I have something to say!"
"Cheng Yu!" Waizi looked at Cheng Yu in surprise. There were so many people just now, so he didn't notice Cheng Yu in the crowd. "How dare you come back? I've looked everywhere and you can't find me. Let's see where you go today.
Catch him first!"
"Brother Waizi, please wait a minute. Today's election is a big event. Let's talk about my business after the election. I won't run away!" Cheng Yu didn't wait for Waizi to speak again and continued, "What Uncle Dalin said just now
Not completely, he still has many tricks that he hasn’t revealed yet.”
Cheng Yu turned to Qin Dalin again, "Uncle Dalin, you said more than that last night. If you don't say it, I will say it for you."
Everyone could see that the few words Qin Dalin just said were of little use, so Cheng Yu had no choice but to stand up and say something meaningful for Uncle Dalin.