Chapter 332 As long as you have money to earn, you can say anything
The silver Santana was driving on the provincial road back to his hometown.
After going back and forth so many times, Ma Mingchao's driving skills became more and more stable and smooth, and even made Wu Yuan feel the smoothness of the closed expressway in advance.
In the back row, daughter-in-law Yang Luoyan leaned on Wu Yuan's shoulder, wrapped in a thin blanket, sleeping soundly.
Wu Yuan also tried his best to keep his body still, so as not to disturb his wife's dream.
As a result, when I came down from the gas station to relieve myself at noon, half of my body was numb.
The funny jumping and jumping made Yang Luoyan feel very distressed, and complained even more: "You are sitting so uncomfortable, why didn't you wake me up?"
Wu Yuan said indifferently: "It's rare to see you sleep so soundly, why should I wake you up?"
"Besides, my activities will be fine, and it's not a big deal."
So in the second half of the journey, Yang Luoyan asked Wu Yuan to pillow on her lap as a reward.
But Wu Yuan didn't feel sleepy at all. He lay on his daughter-in-law's lap and couldn't see her face.
So he sat up without lying down for a while, fastened his seat belt obediently and said, "If I lie down like this, I won't dare to step on the gas pedal tomorrow."
Yang Luoyan stretched out his hand to break his head and said, "Then put your head on my shoulder..."
Hearing the two bosses in the back row tossing about, Ma Mingchao wished there was an iron sheet between them to separate them.
He is a driver for real.
But as a driver, do you deserve to be fed dog food?
So at 2:30 in the afternoon, when Silver Santana returned to the small building of Wu's house, Ma Mingchao helped take down the luggage of the boss and his wife, stepped on the accelerator and slipped away.
What kind of noodles are you staying for? Already fed with dog food.
At home, Liu Hui still makes noodles by hand.
Started early in the morning, making a fuss about the toppings of the noodles.
But the couple stayed on for lunch, mainly because Ming Chao insisted on not eating, for fear of getting sleepy while driving, so neither of them ate.
So he picked up the hand-rolled noodles at home, and ate it like a wolf.
All kinds of toppings made of diced meat didn't taste much at all, so they were all bald.
After eating, Wu Yuan was really sleepy.
Leaning on the sofa to take a nap, letting Xiaojiang and Yueyue crawl around on their feet.
As a result, just after taking a nap, Nuomi called.
Wu Yuan woke up with a jolt.
Rhubarb didn't call, but Nuomi called, so he guessed it was an acquaintance.
Looking out through the glass window, it turned out that the father-in-law Yang Zhishu came in wearing a blue double-breasted jacket and padded jacket, and sipped directly at the glutinous rice: "Go, go, go!"
Fortunately, it's not a retreat.
Wu Yuan got up to greet him and said, "Father, why are you here when you have time?"
Yang Zhishu said: "I will divide the mulberry fields of each household in the back. When I saw Ming Dynasty driving by, I knew you two were back."
"Go, come in and sit down."
Yang Zhishu squatted down under the porch and said, "I'm covered in mud, so I won't go in."
Wu Yuan smiled knowingly, going in because he was afraid of being scolded by Liu Hui.
Even if Liu Hui didn't scold and made the house dirty, Liu Hui still had to mop the floor and clean it.
So I had no choice but to squat down with my father-in-law, handed over a little panda and said, "Is the land division going well?"
Wu Yuan nodded: "The situation has come up."
Yang Zhishu responded: "Even if he wants to care about it, he has to think about your relationship with me."
Wu Yuan didn't take credit for it and said: "That's because Dad, you have a high prestige in the village."
Yang Zhishu smiled and proudly said: "That may not be true. I heard that the implementation of other villages in the township is not going well."
After smoking a cigarette, Yang Zhishu stood up and said, "Did Luoyan come back with you?"
Wu Yuan turned his head and pointed to the bedroom and said, "I should be busy in the room, I'll call her."
"No, no." Yang Zhishu went down the steps of the porch and said, "Follow me to the school for a walk, some questions have to be your staff."
So the two of them went out together.
Wu Yuan continued the red panda for the old man, but Yang Zhishu stopped answering and asked directly: "Is there any Huazi?"
"Yes, yes, yes."
After smoking half of a Huazi, the two of them stood in front of the field of the village primary school.
Yang Zhishu pointed to the south and said: "Look, last time you let the school gate be built to face the north. But you pay attention to the terrain, the south is high and the north is low."
"The gate faces north. If the house is built on the low-lying land in the north, won't it be covered up when it rains? But if it is built on the high **** in the south, what is the use of the low-lying land?"
"This is easy," Wu Yuan said immediately, "For the safety of the children, the house must be built on the high ground in the south. These low-lying lands should be raised with a road in the middle. As for the two sides..."
Yang Zhishu pondered and said: "The low-lying land on both sides is just right for growing crops."
Wu Yuan couldn't help laughing.
In my impression, in the first few years after the village-run primary school was built, crops were indeed planted in the low-lying land to the north.
Every harvest time, Dong Xiian organized the students to harvest and collect grain, which really let the students experience the hardships of rural survival.
It is a vivid learning mobilization class.
It's a pity that in the end, I took all the food back to my home, and it was a bit anticlimactic.
It wasn't until later that the school won funding that it paved a runway made of carbon **** around the low-lying land. Gradually, two basketball hoops were built and self-leveling, which became a playground for major events.
So this time, Wu Yuan said directly: "This low-lying land should be padded up and used as a playground."
Yang Zhishu stared at each other: "You said light and delicate, how many square earth and rocks does this cost?"
Wu Yuan explained: "Let's build the school conditions better from the beginning, so as to attract more good teachers. If there is a shortage of money, the furniture factory can advance the payment first, and deduct it from the village's dividend at the end of the year."
Party Secretary Yang rejected Wu Yuan's proposal after thinking about it for a while: "The money doesn't need to come from the village. This year's river work has not been implemented yet, so let's go door-to-door and transport a few square meters of soil, and it will naturally be paid for."
"also."
Wu Yuan is used to solving problems with money.
The old branch secretary who has been rooted in the countryside for many years is always used to solving problems based on the actual situation in the village.
In comparison, the old party secretary is more in line with the rural situation.
"Dad, when will the construction start?"
"The twenty-eighth day of the first lunar month, February 23rd in the Gregorian calendar."
Wu Yuan estimated, "Hey, we have to wait for a few more days. It won't be cold anymore, will it?"
Yang Zhishu shook his shoulders, and habitually dragged his coat up: "The first month will come soon, and it won't be cold for a few days. I don't worry about getting cold, I'm afraid of rain."
Wu Yuan thought about it, didn't he?
The area of Beigang has been flooded for several years since this year.
So this school must be built before the summer floods come. Otherwise, don't even think about starting school in September this year.
(end of this chapter)