I was reborn and returned to the age of three and a half. Did my mother also have a heart transplant

The postman was also looking at Mo Yan.

In this room, there were only two women, Mo Yan and Aunt Pang, among the old and young men.

Aunt Pang is so old, it is impossible for her to be the mother of a girl as young as Zizi. Then the only one who could be her is the young woman Mo Yan.

"Excuse me, are you Mo Yan?"

"I'm!"

Mo Yan nodded.

"Here is a remittance slip. Do you want to sign for it now or after you get home?"

After all, it involves 4000 yuan, and as the saying goes, wealth should not be exposed. The postman meant to hint that Mo Yan should go back to her own home and sign for it, at least to avoid so many people seeing it.

"I'll just sign for it here, thank you."

Mo Yan didn't get his hint at all.

Just stretched out your hand.

Seeing that she didn't understand at all, the postman didn't want to make it more obvious in front of so many people, so he slowly took out a folder from his green messenger bag, opened it, and there was a remittance slip inside.

After verifying Mo Yan's identity and asking her to check the amount, he asked her to sign the receipt and then told her to go to the commune post office to collect the money three days later.

The main reason is that the amount of money is too large, and the commune post office does not have that much money for her to withdraw. She needs to wait for three days for the upper-level post office to pay the money to their office before they can let Mo Yan withdraw it.

Mo Yan nodded, turned around and handed the remittance slip to the village chief Pei Mingzhi, "Uncle, you heard it too. Take someone to pick it up in two days."

At this time, the postman had not left yet, and everyone who saw this scene was stunned, "This, this is——"

"You can only go and collect the remittance in person. You have to sign and put your fingerprints on it. Others cannot collect it on your behalf, especially if the amount is huge."

The postman quickly reminded.

This is four thousand yuan, and this young woman named Mo Yan gave it to others without even looking at it. What's going on?

Pei Mingzhi watched the postman's gaze fall on them and was about to imagine a big drama in his mind. He couldn't help but take two steps forward to explain.

"Comrade postman, please don't misunderstand. A Yan has already planned to use this money to build a primary school for the children in the village. There are more and more children in our village, but it is inconvenient for them to go to school outside. So A Yan said that we should just build a school in our village. We have already hired the teachers. To be honest, when you came just now, we were discussing how big the school building should be!"

As he spoke, Pei Mingzhi took out the simple foundation map that he had just drawn halfway.

When the postman heard that Mo Yan generously took out such a large sum of money to build a school for the village, his face immediately showed admiration.

"Comrade Mo Yan, you are such a good person!"

Mo Yan, who got a good guy card out of nowhere: …

"When I return, I will report your deeds to our director. If your village's primary school is built and needs teaching materials and books, our institute can help you report to the provincial education bureau to purchase them."

When the postman said this, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they became ecstatic.

Oh, I almost forgot, once a school is opened, we need not only teachers but also books.

"Comrade postman, oh, you have really helped our village a lot. Thank you, thank you. Please come in and sit down. Old woman, please quickly pour some water for the comrade."

The village chief walked up to the postman, took his hand and invited him in.

Aunt Pang also turned around with a big smile on her face and went into the house to pour some water, not forgetting to add a spoonful of sugar into the bowl.

Nowadays, being willing to entertain others with soup is already a sign of hospitality.

"Hey, uncle, no, no, I have to hurry back to the station. It's a long way to ride here, so I won't take it. You can come together in two days to get the money. Comrade Mo Yan still has to come here in person. The rules are there. Although the money is intended to be given to the village to build a school, he must be present when withdrawing the money. Uncle, you can go with a few more people. After all, it's so much money, I'm afraid it's not safe."

After saying that, the postman wanted to leave, but was stopped by Aunt Pang who came out with sweet water. She forced him to drink a large bowl of sweet water before letting him go.

After the postman left, everyone gathered around to look at the remittance slip for four thousand yuan.

In this day and age, 40 yuan is a lot of money. Many families have never seen 400 yuan in their entire lives, let alone yuan.

A small remittance slip was carefully passed around the hands of everyone and finally returned to the village chief, who then carefully put it into the inner pocket of his clothes.

"Ayan, how about we go to the commune together in two days and change Alai's household registration and Niuniu's name at the same time?"

Mo Yan thought that some things had indeed accumulated, and it was really necessary to make another trip to the commune.

"That's fine. Those of you who can build a house and lay the foundation today, go and do the foundation. Those who can't build a house, just follow me to fill the fields with food. We'll harvest all the food that can be harvested this afternoon."

"So fast? You can finish it in one afternoon?"

Pei Mingzhi was shocked. "Then in a couple of days, can we go to the commune together and pay the public grain?"

"Pay public grain? Pay what public grain?"

Mo Yan was stunned.

Isn’t it just collecting grain?

Pei Mingzhi was startled, and immediately explained to Mo Yan what it meant to pay public grain.

When Mo Yan heard that she had to hand over so much grain to the commune, she felt very painful.

She was very reluctant, but thinking that this was the national regulation, she could only nod with a straight face, "Okay, then in two days, pay the public grain as well."

No wonder the people here are so poor. After paying the public grain tax, the food is only enough for the villagers to eat.

It seems that I have to lead the people in the village and do something else in the future.

Otherwise, if these people want to realize their dream of eating whatever they want by growing only such a small amount of food, they still have a long way to go!

When the villagers heard that even the public grain payment could be made in two days, they cheered.

Good things are happening one after another in the village now.

Everyone became more motivated.

Alai was also very happy. She would go to register her household registration two days later. Then she would be a real resident of Peijia Village.

*

By the afternoon.

Almost everyone in Peijia Village, young and old, got involved.

Led by Zhuzi and Niuniu, the children formed a group to deliver water to the villagers.

Specially used to deliver water to those big guys who are too busy to take a rest.

The school has decided to build a two-story building, so the foundation needs to be deeper and more solid.

Pei Mingren and his son were also called over by the village chief himself and were asked to dig the earth, which was a very strenuous job.

The father and son, whose faces were so bruised that their facial features could hardly be distinguished, did not dare to complain at all.

Strangely enough, once they were asked to work, the pain in their bodies automatically decreased by half, and the two dared not to be lazy anymore.

But both of them hated each other so the father and son simply stood on either side of the foundation and ignored each other.

In order to perform well in front of Mo Yan, they all worked harder and harder than each other, which almost shocked the other villagers who were working with them.

As expected, the immortal has means. A second-rate guy like Pei Guoping, a lazy bum, was trained to be so obedient and hardworking with just one move from the immortal?