"Ayan, do you think this is going too smoothly?"

Mo Yan thought about it for a moment and roughly understood what was going on.

"Uncle, it's not a bad thing anyway, so don't think too much about it. We'll know who is doing us a favor sooner or later anyway."

"That's true. Anyway, it seems that they don't want to harm our Pei Village. Instead, they are benefiting the children in our village to study."

Pei Mingzhi said this and looked at the sky hesitantly.

Mo Yan saw this and asked, "What's wrong, uncle? Do you have something else to do?"

"I didn't expect things to go so smoothly. I wanted to go to the match factory to see my youngest son. It's been almost a month since you came to our village, Ayan, and my youngest son hasn't come home yet. His mother is worried about how he's doing at home, so she asked me to go see him today when I have time."

"Then you can go and see him. There's nothing else to do here. Do you want to take the bullock cart with you? If I really miss him, you can take your little son back today. Ah Huang can run fast now anyway, so it's still in time to send him to the town tomorrow morning."

Mo Yan's words reminded Pei Mingzhi. Yes, now it is not like in the past when it would take half a day for a ox cart to go to the commune and back. Now Ah Huang's speed is so fast that he can't even describe it.

"Yeah, I was confused. Thanks to you, Yan, for reminding me. Then should I go to the match factory first?"

Mo Yan hurriedly urged him, "Go quickly!"

"Ayan, are you going back to the village with us? Or?"

"Not necessarily. If I wanted to go back, I would go back by myself. Aren't you still worried about my speed and safety?"

Pei Mingzhi thought that indeed no one could hurt Mo Yan, and finally felt at ease and sat in the ox cart to the match factory on the other side of the town.

After Pei Mingzhi left, Mo Yan staggered back to the post office.

She really has other things to do.

It was Wengde's uncle who asked her to get the money and the package.

She just forgot about it.

He took out a remittance slip, and the amount on it was a full 10,000 yuan, which scared the girl at the counter.

"It's such a huge sum of money. Wait a minute. I'll go in and ask the leader for instructions."

The little girl ran away.

Not long after, the leader of the Post and Telecommunications Bureau, who had just completed the donation of teaching materials and books to them, appeared in front of Mo Yan again.

The other party was also surprised to see that it was Mo Yan again.

"Comrade Mo Yan, what are you doing?"

"I forgot just now. This is a remittance slip from an expert in the capital, asking me to help me withdraw the money. Oh, and there is also a package. Here, this is the slip. Please take a look."

Mo Yan said as she handed over a form for picking up a package.

"It's a good opportunity. If it was before, let alone 10,000 yuan, there would be no cash in the bureau for 3,000 yuan. In the past two days, more teams have come to work here, and more remittances have been made. Today, the bureau just received a sum of money. So, your Peijia Village is far from the town, so it's not so convenient to come here. I'll get it for you first."

The leader speaks softly and has an extremely good temper.

"Please do it for Comrade Mo Yan! If other people come to withdraw money with remittance slips, ask them to come back tomorrow or the day after tomorrow and say that the bureau doesn't have enough money today."

"Yes, Director."

"Xiao Li, hurry up and get the package according to the order."

The parcel list was also taken over by another staff member.

"Comrade Mo Yan, is there anything else besides these?"

“This time there really is none.”

Mo Yan shook his head.

"That's good. I'll be busy now. If you need anything later, just come find me in the back."

"Hey, thank you, leader."

After the director left, the girl counted the money for a full five minutes before she was able to clearly count the ten thousand yuan.

Those stacks of ten-dollar bills, a whole pile, looked quite spectacular.

This is the first time Mo Yan thought that the denomination of the banknote could not be printed a little bigger?

They're all 10 bucks.

Can’t we print some 100-dollar notes?

"Did you bring any bags or cloth bags?"

Mo Yan shook his head.

"Then let me wrap it up in newspaper for you. Otherwise, it would be too conspicuous to carry so much money."

As the girl spoke, she took out two large pieces of newspaper from under the drawer, arranged all the money neatly, wrapped it up in newspaper, and tied it up several times with rope.

"This way you can't tell there's money in it!"

Mo Yan thought, that might not be the case.

Originally, she would have just wrapped herself in a coat and would have been inconspicuous.

But now, she wrapped it in newspaper like this and walked out of the post office. Anyone could see that there was money inside.

However, the other person had good intentions, and Mo Yan was not someone who didn't know what was good for him, so he just picked up the rope and said, "Thank you."

After a while, the package was brought in. It was very spectacular. It was so big that it took two people to carry it.

Mo Yan was speechless.

What is this!

Weng Chenggu didn't tell her that the package she was going to pick up was so large.

If I had known earlier, I would have asked the village chief to wait a little longer.

Now I have to carry such a big package back by myself?

"Did you come by car?"

"It's okay, I can carry it, give it to me."

"Very heavy."

It can be seen that it is indeed not light, because two big men have a hard time lifting it.

After finally lifting the item outside the counter, before he could put it on the ground, Mo Yan had already taken it with one hand.

He lifted it in his hand as if it were nothing heavy.

The two men felt something light in their hands, and when they looked at the big snakeskin bag, they found that the bag had changed hands.

Now Mo Yan is holding him with one hand.

this--

"You, you have so much strength!"

Both of them were dumbfounded. If people didn’t know them, they would think they were such weaklings!

The two men were sweating from carrying a package, but Mo Yan, a thin woman who was a head shorter than them, lifted him up with one hand.

But only they themselves know how heavy the package is.

"It's just a little bit. It's not heavy. Thank you. I'm leaving now."

Mo Yan said this and turned and left.

The two of them just stared at her stupidly as she walked away as if she was carrying a large snakeskin bag of cotton in her hand, without feeling the weight at all.

"Hey, hey, it hasn't been signed yet!"

After she walked away, they remembered that Mo Yan had not signed the receipt for the package yet!

But at this time, everyone had already gone far away.

Mo Yan originally wanted to go to the state-owned restaurant to pack some buns or something, but it turned out that it was inconvenient to go anywhere with such a large package, so she was too lazy to go to the state-owned restaurant and simply went back to the village early.

It just so happened that she missed her little cub.

After delivering the things to Weng De and his uncle, he took the cub to the mountains to play.

The little guy must be bored after being stuck in the village these days!

She also felt a little uncomfortable.

Furthermore, although Weng Chenggu’s condition has not deteriorated further for the time being, there is no way to cure him completely now because several of his students are still there!

Or she could just tell her students the location of the gold mine they wanted to investigate and the direction of the veins. That way, they could leave earlier.

She could also cure Weng Chenggu as soon as possible so that she and Weng De's nephews and nieces could work in the village school.

Well, let’s do it!

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