Picking up rubbish from the ex-marriage to help the brother-in-law
Chapter 253 I Will Fund It!
Chapter 253 I Will Fund It!
On the way to the village chief's house, Liu Fan learned about Hou Junyi's life experience.
His parents went out to work, but one year they encountered a car accident on the way back to their hometown during the Spring Festival, and both passed away, leaving them and their grandfather relying on subsistence allowances.
However, Nanzhuang was originally a remote place with a lack of educational resources. If it weren't for the college students who are about to graduate to come here to practice as teachers in recent years, I am afraid that the children in Nanzhuang and the surrounding areas would not be able to learn.
Grandpa Hou Junyi relied on the handicraft of weaving bamboo baskets to make up for the annual tuition and miscellaneous fees for the brothers and sisters.
However, Nanzhuang is too poor, and those who go out are often unwilling to come back. As a result, the trainee teachers are not willing to come here to teach, so that the students will soon have nothing to learn.
"Little monkey, do you really want to go to school?"
Liu Fan asked casually.
Hou Junyi nodded heavily and said: "Big brother, I have full marks in all my homework at school. I especially like studying and my life at school."
Liu Fan nodded secretly, and he had arrived at the village head's house while speaking.
Jiang Xiaoying and the others had already left, leaving the village chief and a man slightly younger than him alone.
Before entering the door, they heard a loud conversation between the two.
"Principal Chen, can't you just persevere? The children are pitiful. If you close the school, they will be completely hopeless!"
The old village head knocked on his cigarette and frowned.
"Old village head, I can't help it. There are no teachers in the school. No one is willing to come, and I can't afford the salary. Alas."
Chen Youquan had a sad face, and he wanted to run a school but suffered from no one to support him.
"If the salary issue doesn't work, I'll go to the district again..."
"Old village chief, forget it, no one will come here in our backcountry. I have searched all over and no one is willing to come. Who will be willing to help us... Sigh!"
At this moment, a voice full of confidence came.
"Why don't I help you?"
Chen Youquan and the old village chief turned around and looked out the door.
Liu Fan smiled calmly and walked in with Hou Junyi.
"Who is this?"
Chen Youquan looked at Liu Fan with a puzzled expression, but there was also a hint of joy in his expression.
"My name is Liu Fan, and you are Principal Chen, right?"
Liu Fan said in a friendly tone.
"Young man, I know you are kind, but you can't help with this kind of thing, so you'd better collect your rags."
The old village chief waved his hand. Chen Youquan didn't know what Liu Fan was doing, but he knew it very well.
"What, the tattered ones?"
Chen Youquan's face turned dark immediately, and he said angrily: "Young man, you are entertaining me. How much money can you earn by collecting junk, and what kind of support are you talking about? I can even give out a few hundred yuan."
After all, the look of anticipation in his eyes disappeared, and he said to the old village chief in a low mood: "Old village chief, I will leave first, and I have to notify other villages."
When the old village chief heard the words, he was helpless, as if he had grown old all of a sudden.
And Liu Fan, who was ignored by them, was even more speechless. These two old men were too pessimistic, and they just speculated subjectively without asking him what he could help.
"Well, President Chen, the old village head, if you want to fund it, how much money do you need?"
Chen Youquan stepped over the threshold with one foot. Hearing Liu Fan's words, he turned his head impatiently and said, "Don't think about it if you don't have 20 yuan, and it's just the money for building the school, teachers' salaries, etc. It won’t work if you don’t have 50. Young man, your kindness makes me..."
Snapped!
Liu Fan suddenly took out a check and slapped it on Principal Chen's hand, and said with a smile, "This is 100 million, please keep it, Principal."
(End of this chapter)
On the way to the village chief's house, Liu Fan learned about Hou Junyi's life experience.
His parents went out to work, but one year they encountered a car accident on the way back to their hometown during the Spring Festival, and both passed away, leaving them and their grandfather relying on subsistence allowances.
However, Nanzhuang was originally a remote place with a lack of educational resources. If it weren't for the college students who are about to graduate to come here to practice as teachers in recent years, I am afraid that the children in Nanzhuang and the surrounding areas would not be able to learn.
Grandpa Hou Junyi relied on the handicraft of weaving bamboo baskets to make up for the annual tuition and miscellaneous fees for the brothers and sisters.
However, Nanzhuang is too poor, and those who go out are often unwilling to come back. As a result, the trainee teachers are not willing to come here to teach, so that the students will soon have nothing to learn.
"Little monkey, do you really want to go to school?"
Liu Fan asked casually.
Hou Junyi nodded heavily and said: "Big brother, I have full marks in all my homework at school. I especially like studying and my life at school."
Liu Fan nodded secretly, and he had arrived at the village head's house while speaking.
Jiang Xiaoying and the others had already left, leaving the village chief and a man slightly younger than him alone.
Before entering the door, they heard a loud conversation between the two.
"Principal Chen, can't you just persevere? The children are pitiful. If you close the school, they will be completely hopeless!"
The old village head knocked on his cigarette and frowned.
"Old village head, I can't help it. There are no teachers in the school. No one is willing to come, and I can't afford the salary. Alas."
Chen Youquan had a sad face, and he wanted to run a school but suffered from no one to support him.
"If the salary issue doesn't work, I'll go to the district again..."
"Old village chief, forget it, no one will come here in our backcountry. I have searched all over and no one is willing to come. Who will be willing to help us... Sigh!"
At this moment, a voice full of confidence came.
"Why don't I help you?"
Chen Youquan and the old village chief turned around and looked out the door.
Liu Fan smiled calmly and walked in with Hou Junyi.
"Who is this?"
Chen Youquan looked at Liu Fan with a puzzled expression, but there was also a hint of joy in his expression.
"My name is Liu Fan, and you are Principal Chen, right?"
Liu Fan said in a friendly tone.
"Young man, I know you are kind, but you can't help with this kind of thing, so you'd better collect your rags."
The old village chief waved his hand. Chen Youquan didn't know what Liu Fan was doing, but he knew it very well.
"What, the tattered ones?"
Chen Youquan's face turned dark immediately, and he said angrily: "Young man, you are entertaining me. How much money can you earn by collecting junk, and what kind of support are you talking about? I can even give out a few hundred yuan."
After all, the look of anticipation in his eyes disappeared, and he said to the old village chief in a low mood: "Old village chief, I will leave first, and I have to notify other villages."
When the old village chief heard the words, he was helpless, as if he had grown old all of a sudden.
And Liu Fan, who was ignored by them, was even more speechless. These two old men were too pessimistic, and they just speculated subjectively without asking him what he could help.
"Well, President Chen, the old village head, if you want to fund it, how much money do you need?"
Chen Youquan stepped over the threshold with one foot. Hearing Liu Fan's words, he turned his head impatiently and said, "Don't think about it if you don't have 20 yuan, and it's just the money for building the school, teachers' salaries, etc. It won’t work if you don’t have 50. Young man, your kindness makes me..."
Snapped!
Liu Fan suddenly took out a check and slapped it on Principal Chen's hand, and said with a smile, "This is 100 million, please keep it, Principal."
(End of this chapter)
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