Siheyuan, my new life

So Zhou Huang, under the leadership of the old village chief, sent each family of martyrs 100 kilograms of rice, 100 kilograms of flour, 20 cans of meat and 10 bags of milk powder, and summoned the heads of the seven families of martyrs to Tong Laoer's house to discuss the specific matters of building brick and tile houses.

Soon the news spread throughout Tongjiadong Village. When the villagers heard that the leaders from the capital not only sent a large amount of food and gifts to all the martyrs' families, but also built brick houses for them, everyone could not help but gather outside the door of Tong Laoer's house, talking excitedly in low voices, while looking curiously at the people who were discussing things in the house.

In order to ensure the smooth progress of this good thing, the old village chief also called several key figures in the village, including the village accountant, women's director and militia captain. Because Tongjiadong was too small, the old village chief also served as the branch secretary.

When everyone was gathered, the old village chief first introduced the identities of Zhou Xuan and the other man to everyone, and then told everyone about Zhou Huang's proposal just now to pay for the construction of brick and tile houses for all the martyrs' families in the village.

Although some people present had heard the news from the villagers outside, their first reaction was how could such a good thing happen? Although the government departments have introduced some preferential policies for the families of martyrs, from the Anti-Japanese War to the Liberation War and the Korean War, too many revolutionary martyrs have sacrificed their precious lives for the new Longguo. The country has just been established, the economic foundation is weak, and it is in a period of reconstruction. Therefore, the help that can be provided to the martyrs' families every year is extremely limited.

Today, I heard comrades from the Beijing City Public Security Bureau say that they are willing to pay to build brick and tile houses for the seven families of martyrs. The village cadres present were also happy for these families. After all, there are less than a hundred households in Tongjiadong Village, and the vast majority of them are surnamed Tong, and most of them are related. Although the village has responded to the call of its superiors and tried its best to take care of these seven families of martyrs, the village is too poor after all. Now it doesn’t even have a brigade office, and meetings can only be held at the old village chief’s house. Therefore, it can’t afford to spend much money every year to help these families of martyrs.

After listening to the old village chief's words, the accountant hesitated for a while and said, "The public security comrades of the Jingcheng Public Security Bureau are willing to build brick and tile houses for the seven martyrs' families. This is a great thing. However, our village is a poor and remote place. Many materials need to be purchased from the township, especially bricks, tiles and cement, which require approval from the township government. The wood for building houses is easy. Our village can organize young and strong laborers to cut down some big trees in the mountains. Labor is also easy to deal with. They are all villagers, so everyone can lend a hand. However, according to the usual practice, whoever builds a house in the village needs to provide food for the neighbors who help them. This food is not a small amount of money."

Just now, after Zhou Huang called the old village chief out, Zhou Xuan handed the other 1,800 yuan to Tong Laoer, and repeatedly told him not to let outsiders know. Although Tong Laoer was just an honest farmer, he also knew the principle of not showing off wealth, so after thanking him repeatedly, he immediately hid the money.

Hearing what the accountant said, Zhou Xuan smiled and said, "Bricks, tiles, and cement are easy to get. Old village chief, you guys calculate how much you need in total. I'll drive to the township government later. By the way, your village doesn't have an office space, so why not build a few offices for the village this time? You guys calculate how much materials are needed in total, and we'll try to prepare as much as possible to avoid trouble in case we don't have enough."

The old village chief was so happy that he slapped his thigh repeatedly and urged the accountant to calculate the quantity immediately. He never expected that the comrades from the Beijing Public Security Bureau would actually think of building brick houses for the village.

The accountant took out a pen and paper from his pocket and quickly calculated the number of bricks, tiles and cement needed. Zhou Xuan took it and glanced at it casually before standing up: "Old village chief, please arrange for someone to go to the township government with me. Let's try to prepare these things today."

Without waiting for the old village chief to speak, the accountant stood up and said, "I usually go to the township government to do business, so I'll go with you."

Zhou Xuan did not waste any time. He drove the accountant away from Tongjiadong.

Zhou Huang did not go to the township government with them. Just now when he was exploring the nearby mountains with his spiritual sense, he made an unexpected discovery.

Actually, Zhou Huang was just bored at the beginning. He didn't want to squeeze in a narrow room with so many people. Although it was he who proposed to build brick houses for these martyrs' families, he still unkindly threw all those troublesome and miscellaneous things to Zhou Xuan. Who made him rank before him?

So Zhou Huang walked out of Tong Laoer's house, leaned casually on the jeep with his eyes slightly closed, secretly thinking about how he could help this poor little mountain village improve their future lives.

The banknotes issued by various countries in the Blue Star plane world are just a pile of waste paper in Zhou Huang's eyes. Even the gold, which is highly valued by the world, Zhou Huang discovered after exploring with his spiritual sense that the reserves of this metal in the Blue Star plane world are not low, and the actual amount is even far beyond people's imagination. However, most of the gold mines are in the deep sea. With the current technological strength of the Blue Star plane world, it is probably impossible to mine in large quantities for a long time.

Of course, if the master needs it, Zhou Huang and other bodyguards can easily create a mountain of gold.

Although Zhou Huang witnessed the poverty of the villagers in Tongjiadong with his own eyes and wanted to help improve their future lives, he could not just throw a pile of money and gold to them. Doing so would not only make him look stupid, but would also bring a lot of trouble to his master. Now, building a brick house for each of these martyrs' families is already the limit. After all, too much is as bad as too little.

When Zhou Huang's spiritual consciousness accidentally discovered that there were many Chinese herbal medicines growing in the distant mountains and forests, he suddenly felt enlightened. The master needed a large amount of Chinese herbal medicines to prepare the concentrated solution of Guben Peiyuan Decoction. Although the government departments have purchased the required medicinal materials from several time-honored Chinese medicine halls, the master's needs will not be met by relying solely on those time-honored Chinese medicine halls in the future. After all, the military will need a large amount of liquid medicine in the future.

Thinking of this, Zhou Huang decided to first investigate the varieties and quantities of Chinese medicinal herbs growing in the nearby mountains and forests.

So Zhou Huang put his hands behind his back and walked casually towards the hillside not far away. In the eyes of the villagers who were watching the fun around him, this public security officer was probably strolling around with nothing to do.

However, when Zhou Huang used his spiritual sense to explore the surrounding mountains and forests, he found a skinny young man walking hurriedly into the mountains. He couldn't help but feel very strange. You know, most of the people in the village were gathered outside Tong Laoer's house to watch the excitement, but now at this time the skinny young man actually walked into the mountains with an excited look. What happened?

Then Zhou Huang shook his head secretly. If something really happened, shouldn't the skinny young man seek help from the old village chief and other villagers? How could he go into the mountains alone with just an axe? You know, wild animals roam the mountains in late autumn, which is very dangerous. Even experienced old hunters dare not go into the mountains alone without weapons.