Siheyuan: Five mouths waiting for food at the beginning

Zhao Shanhe couldn't help but sigh that the purchasing power of money in this era is really strong. A few tens of thousands of yuan is enough to build a school, but in later generations it would not even be enough to build a classroom.

People of this generation are simple, especially those in rural areas, who are afraid of taking advantage while others suffer losses.”

Zhao Shanhu pulled Zhao Shanhe over and said, "Brother, why don't I pay this money by myself? You gave me so many shares in the company, and I was taking advantage of it. You set the general direction, and I just execute it."

"What nonsense are you talking about? You are in charge of the company, and you deserve it. If you say that again, I will be angry."

"Village head, how about this? The village doesn't need to pay. It's not easy for everyone. You should build the school to the highest standard and the ancestral hall to the best standard.

I won't listen to you guys, we two brothers will pay 300,000 yuan."

Zhao Shanhe had the idea of ​​taking the 300,000 yuan from the beginning. He originally wanted to take one million yuan, but then he thought that one million yuan was too much and it would easily lead to conflicts. 300,000 yuan was neither too much nor too little.

The village chief's hands holding the notebook began to tremble again, "How much, three hundred thousand? This is enough to build several schools in Shanhe. This is too much."

"Village head, please listen to me. With this 300,000 yuan, in addition to repairing the ancestral hall and the school, you should also organize people to repair the roads in the village. If you want to get rich, you must first build roads.

If we add the road, it may not be enough, and we can't build it very far. After a while, when the company starts a business, the company will use some money to build the road, and it will be more convenient then."

"Shanhe, thank you. I thank you on behalf of everyone."

"Okay, then it's settled. The village committee should have a phone number, right? I'll call home after dinner. Give me an account number and I'll have my family transfer the money to you tomorrow.

The follow-up matters will be handed over to the village chief, and we will go back tomorrow."

After dinner, Zhao Shanhe and Zhao Shanhu came to the village committee, which was actually the place where the collective commune gathered at that time, and has now been changed to the village committee.

Zhao Shanhe called home and Qin Jingru should be at home at this time.

Zhao Shanhe asked Qin Jingru to transfer 300,000 yuan into the savings account given by the village chief. Qin Jingru agreed without asking why. Zhao Shanhe was the one who made the decisions on all important matters at home, so they agreed to go to the bank early the next morning to transfer the money.

After Zhao Shanhe finished the call, the village chief couldn't wait to use the radio to call a meeting with the villagers.

"Shanhe, Shanhu, don't leave yet. I'll ask your sister-in-law to stew a chicken. Let's have a few drinks together after the meeting."

"Village chief, it's no trouble. We have already eaten. It would be inappropriate for us to go to your house with mourning."

"Of course you have to. You are the ones who are repairing the ancestral hall, the school and the road. You have to eat this meal. Just listen to me and I will arrange it."

The village chief wanted to invite Zhao Shanhe to attend the meeting, but Zhao Shanhe refused and went straight back to his uncle's house.

Uncle San was still excited at this moment, "Shanhe, you are back. Shanhe, Shanhu, you really bring honor to our family. That's a separate family tree."

"Uncle San, what exactly is this separate genealogy? Is it to open a separate genealogy for our family?" Zhao Shanhu asked

"Opening a separate genealogy book means opening a separate page in the family tree to record the deeds of a special person.

This usually represents the extraordinary achievements or special status of the family member.

In ancient times, only when there were outstanding talents or important historical figures in a family would their deeds be specially recorded to highlight their excellence and glory.

There are also those who have made significant contributions to the family. Now that you have done such a great thing for the family, it is only right that we publish a family tree.

As long as this genealogy is passed down, your deeds will be seen by future generations, and you will leave a good name behind."

Zhao Shanhu was also excited, "So that's how it is. This means there will be a biography."

"I've asked your Third Aunt to prepare some snacks. We must have a few drinks today."

"Then have a few drinks, but drink less. We have to go back tomorrow. If you drink too much, you'll have a headache."

"Brother, where is the village chief?"

"Life in the village is not easy, and we are reluctant to kill chickens, so let the village chief's family eat them."

"Shanhe, what happened to the village chief?"

"The village chief asked my sister-in-law to kill a chicken and insisted on treating us to a drink. I couldn't refuse."

"Shanhe, let's drink later. Wait for the village chief and the others. I'll ask your aunt to cook a few more dishes.

You don't know the villagers. If they say they're going to kill a chicken, they're definitely going to stew it. You have to drink this wine. If you don't even eat the meal, the village chief and the others will be upset."

"Okay, Uncle San, will you come back with us tomorrow or stay here for a few more days?"

"You go back first. I have to wait until the seventh day after the old lady's death.

Besides, I have made up my mind not to go back for the time being. If you don't let me work, I can't stay here. It's good to stay in the village and watch the ancestral hall and roads being built."

"The conditions here are still not as good as those in the old city. Why don't you come back after grandma's seventh day of death?

You have been out for a long time, your grandchildren must miss you too."

"No matter how hard it is, it can never be as hard as it was then. As for my grandchildren, I will go back to see them when they have their holidays. I can go back anytime, so you don't have to worry."

Zhao Shanhe saw that his uncle had made up his mind and stopped trying to persuade him.

Sure enough, after a while, the village chief and the accountant of the village committee came with two pots of chicken and some wine.

"Uncle Yao, please bring out the things you prepared. I knew you guys would like to have a couple of drinks too."

Although the two of them are of different generations, they are about the same age, with the village chief being a little older. They grew up together and know each other well.

A group of people were drinking and chatting about all sorts of things. Later, the village chief talked about his childhood with his second uncle, third uncle and Zhao Shanhe's father. Zhao Shanhe wanted to drink less, but still drank a lot.

The next day, Zhao Shanhe got up late, at least eight or nine o'clock, because he drank too much the night before.

After breakfast, Zhao Shanhe and his group were about to leave. The Zhao Shandong brothers also left with them, but they were not going the same way.

"Uncle San, let's go then." When we arrived at the door, we found that most of the villagers were there.

Some people gave them eggs, some gave them pancakes with scallions, and some even carried chickens. They did this to thank them and told them to take them and eat on the way, as they would not refuse.

Zhao Shanhe wanted to find the village chief to persuade him, but when he asked, he found out that the village chief had gone to the town to find the leader early in the morning.

Finally, I couldn't refuse anymore, so I took a few pancakes and a few bundles of green onions. The villagers also said, "Come back more often."

They set out on the road back to Sijiu City. The guard drove first. They had all drunk a lot of wine last night and were staggering all the way. Second Uncle, Zhao Shanhe, and Zhao Shanhu got out of the car to vomit after walking for a while.

Zhao Shanhu said, "I knew it would be like this. I wanted to drink less last night, but I couldn't resist the toasts from the village chief and others. I can't drink much to begin with. If I had known, I should have taken a day off before going back."

"Shanhu, do you believe it? If the village chief went to the bank to check the passbook today, it would be strange if you could still hold back."