Reborn in Changbai Mountain, I rely on my divine eyes to dig ginseng and hunt

Liu Xialian asked: "What's her name and who is her husband?"

"His name is Zhang Qiuju, and her husband is Li Mengzi from the east end of the village. He is a young man and he is a relative of my husband and I."

"The month is too long. If something happens, our reputation will be bad. Someone will accuse us of exploiting our employees. It will be hard to explain it then."

"Okay, I'll call him out."

After a while, Zhang Qiuju came out. Although she had a big belly, she walked very briskly, with the gait of a dragon and a tiger.

"Sister Qiuju, you are too pregnant now, why don't you go home and rest for a while?"

Qiu Ju was anxious and said quickly: "Sister Xia Lian, I can do it. I'm in good health and can work very well."

"I am a woman, how can I not understand women? If there is money and if there is a way to rest, who would want to come to the construction site to work with a big belly? The temperature in the greenhouse is too high, and the child is prone to lack of oxygen. Let's not be stubborn, go back and rest."

"But, but my family really needs money urgently. We have to give the midwife a few dollars for the birth of the baby."

"It's okay, I'll lend you some and take me to your house to have a look."

"Ok."

Liu Xia Lian followed Zhang Qiuju to her home, which was actually not far from Liu Xia Lian's home, just two streets away.

Li Mengzi was walking back and forth in the yard with a cane. When he saw his wife coming with Liu Xia Lian, he looked embarrassed.

"Sister Xia Lian, has my wife caused you any trouble?"

"No, no. Your wife works really hard, but this month is too late. If something happens, both the adults and the children will be in danger. It's not worth it. I've heard about your family's situation. I'll lend you some money. When your foot is healed, just pay me back."

Li Meng scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

Qiu Ju said: "It's not much of a difference. My husband is just recuperating and changing his medicines. He will be back to normal in two months at most. I'm just giving birth, taking care of myself, and buying things for the child. A total of 150 or 160 yuan is more than enough."

He took out twenty big unity notes from his pocket and handed them to Li Meng: "Here, this is two hundred, save when you can, spend when you can. Women need care the most during the confinement period, so don't be careless. You can pay me back when your legs and feet are better."

Li Meng was so excited that he didn't know what to say, and hurried to find paper and pen.

"I, I'll write an IOU to Sister Xia Lian."

"You don't need to write an IOU. The neighbors in the front and back yards still have some trust. Even if you write one, if you don't pay it back, can I still sue you in court?"

Qiuju wiped her tears excitedly. If you don’t go through a hardship, you won’t know who will really help you.

Qiu Ju kicked her husband on the butt and said, "When you get better, don't go anywhere. Go work for Xia Lian and pay back the money as soon as possible."

"It's okay, don't worry. You must be careful when the pregnancy is advanced. If you can't, go to the forest hospital to give birth. If you need money or a car, just let me know."

"It's okay, it's okay. I can give birth to the baby at home when the time comes, and I can save some money."

It is difficult to change a person's mindset. If she wants to give birth at home, Liu Xia Lian cannot force her to go. These are not things Liu Xia Lian can decide. They require long-term subtle influence.

At the school, Teacher Xu calculated the budget for the new school building, including walls, classrooms, offices, canteen, boilers, and radiators.

"Principal Cheng, take a look. This is the price of the new school building that Liu Xia Lian asked me to calculate. It will cost about 46,000 yuan. Even if we save a little, it will still be 40,000 yuan. Do you think she is kidding?"

"Teacher Xu, you are teasing me." Liu Xia Lian came to the office carrying a big watermelon.

Teacher Xu quickly explained: "No, it's not like that. Whether you donate or not, I feel that you are more thoughtful than 99% of people."

"This melon is good, crispy and sweet. Cut it up and share it among everyone."

There were about ten teachers in the office. A young teacher washed a kitchen knife and came over to cut the melon.

It is indeed crispy and sweet, and very delicious.

Principal Cheng looked at the budget and handed it to Liu Xia Lian: "Xia Lian, how about this? Your business has just started. If you are willing, just donate 1,800 yuan. I will replace all the windows of the school with glass so that the children can see clearly during class. More than 40,000 yuan at once is too much pressure and not suitable."

Liu Xialian was also hesitant. More than 40,000 yuan was enough to build a rural school. This money was enough to buy a commercial house of 100 square meters in the south. In this day and age, a courtyard house in Beijing only cost a few dollars. It would probably be cheaper if she bought a small one.

But on second thought, this operation brought me an extra 40,000 yuan, and if I kept it, it would only be a few tens of thousands more. There are hundreds of thousands in the account. If I value money more, wouldn't I become a miser?

"Principal Cheng, let's go meet the village chief and see what he means. After all, merging the three villages into one school has its advantages and disadvantages."

"Okay, let's see what the village chief thinks."

The group of two came to the village chief's house, where he was feeding horses. In addition to being the village chief, he also had another job, which was cattle and horse broker.

"Hey, Xia Lian, Principal Cheng, why are you here?"

"Uncle, I see that the school is in a very dilapidated state, and I want to spend money to repair it. But I need your approval for this." Liu Xia Lian said as she handed the budget made by the math teacher to Village Chief Li.

Village Chief Li looked at it for a while and said with a smile, "We need to build a heating system for the three villages. It won't cost that much. Since we have already bought reinforced concrete, why build a small bungalow? Just build a three-story building. One building will be the main building, with classrooms and offices inside. We can build a canteen and boiler room next to it. It won't cost much. I estimate that 36,000 yuan will be enough. The exact amount is variable and there is no way to determine it."

In fact, the prices in Northeast China during this period were comparable to those in the South. They were not as cheap as one might imagine. A three-story primary school cost about 40,000 yuan, which was actually just the cost of red bricks, cement, steel bars, wood, glass, etc. The village organized its own labor to build it, which meant that they provided food expenses. The villagers could not do technical work such as plumbing, heating, electricity, glass, etc., so they needed to hire people. However, the village was full of talents, and there were not many jobs that could not be done.

As for the village collective land for building the school, there is no need to spend money to buy it.

The more the village chief thought about it, the happier he became. If a good primary school could be built during his tenure, it would be 100% credit. Thinking of this, the village chief said, "Xia Lian, tell me the bottom line. If it costs 40,000 yuan, how much can you donate?"

"I know the situation in the village. After the land was divided, most villagers can barely make ends meet, so how can they have any spare money? If we force them to raise funds, the people will curse us. I am a good person to the end. I will contribute 30,000 yuan. At the beginning of the construction, I will take out 10,000 yuan to buy materials. Halfway through the work, I will take out another 10,000 yuan, and near the end, I will take out another 10,000 yuan. If it is still not enough, I can give another 2,000 yuan. If it is more than that, I will not be able to give more. My family will be depleted and I will have to beg for food."