Chapter 90 Li Hongbin’s good deeds, road construction in Changqing Village
Zhang Jianwen also wanted to talk about this matter today while everyone in the village was here.
In the back of the province, the village leaders went to negotiate door to door. Everyone spoke in different ways, and some people may misunderstand the meaning and complain.
"Everyone, please express your opinion now. Villagers who are opposed to the idea that we should go out to work and sort out this half of the road ourselves can stand up and express their opinion."
The old village chief looked at Everyone, at this time it depends on how many people agree. If not, then think of another way.
After watching it for a long time, no one stood up and said they disagreed.
Nowadays, things like this kind of statement often happen in the village. If you agree, you agree, and if you disagree, you disagree.
I am not like those in later generations, who were timid and had to think about what other people in the village thought of me, and dared not speak out if they had ideas.
That won’t happen now. Just say whatever you support, and no one will do anything to you later.
Of course, if there are many people opposed to an unreasonable proposal, it proves that the proposal is not in everyone’s interest.
If everyone agrees, and only one or two families disagree, it depends on the specific situation. Some people do it because their own interests are involved, and some people do not want to support it at all because they have conflicts with the person who put forward the opinion. he.
Now we need to take care of the road in front of our homes. We don’t have to spend money, we just need everyone to work together, so there is no need to hesitate.
Who doesn’t have children and doesn’t walk on the road?
Now that the crops have been planted, there is not much work in the fields. It would be good for everyone to spend two or three days together to do some work on it.
So after the old village chief finished speaking, no one stood up.
"Uncle, what do you agree with? We all have nothing to do now. This strength will be gone tomorrow if it is no longer needed. If we all work together, it will be of no use at all. How much time does it take?”
“Yes, if everyone has nothing to do, they can come together and contribute, and if there are other important things at home, they can go and do their own work. Isn’t it just to pull some stones back to pave the way and take care of more things? . "
"Uncle, don't worry about this matter. We will go when you say we will start construction. I have a carriage at home, and I will pull the stones."
"Village Chief. , I still have half a pile of lime that can be pulled out and chopped to build roads. Every time it rains, the children at home have to wear wet shoes for a day to study. We are also distressed. "
The people in the village expressed themselves in a few words. The opinions of all the people are that they have a carriage and a carriage, and they have the strength to make a contribution.
One family among them stood up as everyone expressed their opinions.
"Village Chief, I'm really sorry. The reason why I stood up is not that I disagree with paving the road, but that my old mother-in-law may not be able to survive in the next two days. The baby at home has been serving for several days. I Maybe there is nothing I can do to help.”
The person who spoke was Wu Zhongyou, whom Zhang An was not familiar with. He was a villager from Xiazhai, but he had just registered and came back, so he still had an impression. He was a middle-aged man in his forties. Young man.
"Zhongyou, this is a big deal. You have to be considerate about the big things in my wife's family, otherwise I will be scolded by others. It's not like this matter in the village can't be done without Qin. You can go and work outside with peace of mind. It’s a family matter.”
Going to a funeral is a matter of great filial piety, and everyone understands that, and they all expressed their comfort to Wu Zhongyou.
In the end, if there are no surprises, this matter will be settled.
"The people in your village are so united, they look like people from the same village."
Li Hongbin was sitting on the sun drying yard and saw the scene of the people in Changqing Village. , something seemed to be touched in his heart.
“Everyone in the village actually has good intentions. As long as someone needs to enlighten them and lead them to do something, and I have spent decades of hard work in this regard, it was not like this before. . ”
“In my hometown’s village, if you want them to work together for the collective, no one will resist. ”
Li Hongbin smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly.
The thing is like this, Li Hongbin told him before.
Li Hongbin is considered to be the first person in his village to make a fortune. If you do engineering in this era, you can make a fortune by doing it.
When possible, he wanted to do something to help the village. A few years ago, Li Hongbin donated some money to the village, saying it was used to repair the road at the entrance of their village.
The situation is similar to Chang Qing’s.
But what is outrageous is that when the village chief gathered everyone together, because the money was only enough to buy materials, everyone had to work on their own.
Unexpectedly, many people said that since Li Hongbin has become rich and is a big boss, he should give more money, including labor wages, or let him lead the engineering team to build the road. Just right? What are you asking them to do? Li Hongbin was told to do good deeds and do it to the end.
These words made Li Hongbin very angry. At that time, Li Hongbin had just started his career. If it were changed now, you think he would donate money and just lead people to repair it. At that time, it was everywhere There is no time for engineering projects.
As a result, people think that the money you gave is too little, so they ask you to give more and do good things to the end.
The village chief doesn’t feel he has much reputation in the village, and many people don’t give him face.
In the end, the village even divided the money among each household, and the roads were not repaired.
When Li Hongbin came back, the village chief brought the elderly people in the village to thank him for his help to everyone in the village.
When he was told that the village had decided not to build roads after collective discussion and would distribute the money he gave to everyone to improve their lives, he was completely stunned.
Originally, he gave money to build roads, partly because he wanted to help his hometown, and partly because it would be more convenient to drive every time he went back to see his parents.
Who knows that when you do a good deed, not only do others not understand you, but you also make yourself embarrassed. In the end, the deed is not accomplished and the money is gone.
From then on, Li Hongbin didn't bother to deal with the people in this village. In his eyes, this group of people could only live like this at best.
This happened a lot in later generations, not much else to say.
In the impoverished mountainous area of the neighboring province, after state leaders visited, they felt that their lives were very hard and difficult, so they introduced poverty alleviation policies and established a poverty alleviation working group to help them.
The poverty alleviation working group also did it, building roads, electricity and running water for them, and then bringing piglets, chickens, ducks, goose seedlings and other things to the people in the mountains.
As a result, the little piglet was slaughtered and eaten by those people just a few days after being sent there.
We also need to invite people from the poverty alleviation working group to have dinner.
This made those who went to help them speechless, and there was a feeling that the mud could not hold up the wall.
There are many people like this in mountainous areas, because the villagers who have their own ideas and dare to fight have gone out, and most of the rest are lazy and idle people.
The performance of this group of people in Changqing Village today clearly touched Li Hongbin's heart, because the incident in their village had always been a knot in his mind.
Then I saw that after the old village chief finished speaking, he took out a wad of money from his bag and counted it.
Then he walked to the old uncle and handed the money in his hand to the old uncle.
"Wazi, what are you doing?"
The old village chief had a good impression of this young man, Li Hongbin, a wealthy boss, but he always smiled when he saw him.
Li Hongbin's actions have already scared him. He was so good, why did he hand me so much money? It looked like several thousand dollars, not a lot at all.
"Uncle, I just saw that you organized everyone to work together to contribute to the collective, and everyone in the village also actively united and responded to you without hesitation, let me see the different things in everyone, let me I feel that the people in Changqing Village are the best, so I decided to donate 5,000 yuan to our Changqing Village to buy materials for road construction, which is considered as a good deed. ”
In this day and age, many people who have made their own business from scratch will do some good deeds as a way to accumulate virtue for themselves, and Li Hongbin is no exception.
The mountain road at the entrance of Changqing Village is about two miles long. If we hire someone to repair it, the money will definitely not be enough.
But he had calculated with Zhang An before that he could buy the stone without spending any money, basically just buy some cement and sand, and it would be enough to save the money.
Five thousand yuan is not a small amount of money nowadays. As soon as he said this, there was a commotion in the sunbathing field.
Everyone in the village knew that Li Hongbin was an engineering boss and a friend of Zhang An, but they did not expect that Li Hongbin would give their village so much money to build roads.
You must know that the old village chief ran to the town every day, and he ran for several months without getting a penny.
"My child, what nonsense are you talking about? You haven't even drank yet. I'm taking this as a joke. You and the people in the village have accepted it."
Old The village chief quickly reconciled his words to him. The boy in front of him was a good boy, and the money was quite large. He had to help others refuse it quickly.
"Uncle, I think clearly. Five thousand yuan is a lot, but it is within my ability. I am willing to help us Chang Qing. You don't have to persuade me. If uncle If you feel uneasy, just agree to one condition."
"I like our place in Changqing very much. It's much better than my hometown. If you agree, I want to move my parents there. Come to Changqing, it will be more convenient for me to come and visit them, and Zhang An and I are still in-laws.”
When the old village chief heard what Li Hongbin said, he was a little confused. At first, he thought Li Hongbin would make some request.
I didn’t expect this. Even if he doesn’t give me the money, he just needs to tell me that he wants to move here. Now it’s very simple to change his household registration.
Li Hongbin no longer wanted to deal with the people in the village because he donated money to build roads in the village.
But those people all knew that he had started a business, and they always went to the town every two days to ask him to help him with this or that.
He didn't have a good impression of this group of people in the first place, and he didn't have a good look on people who came to try to take advantage of him.
As time went by, there was a gap between the village and his family, and his parents were always pushed against in the village.
Li Hongbin originally thought about taking his parents to live in the town, but his parents were not used to living in the town and still wanted to return to the village.
This doesn't mean he feels that Zhang An's village is very close to the town, and it is convenient for them to go back and forth. Moreover, this village is much more humane than other places.
This old uncle is also a good village chief who thinks about the people. He wants to move his parents here, so he took this opportunity to mention it to the old village chief today.
As for the money, it was indeed nothing to their family, but he believed that after his parents moved here with the money, the people in Changqing Village would definitely have a much better attitude towards them.
If you move here for no reason, to be honest, it will take you a long time to integrate into this group.
The old village chief also wanted the child in front of him to think about it. Although he is a big boss, we still have to have a clear conscience. After all, there is so much money. Finally, he asked Zhang An to help persuade him.
But Zhang An saw Li Hongbin’s look and knew what he meant.
"Uncle, there is no need to persuade him, this guy is a rich man, let's just treat him as a landlord and eat for two days."
Zhang An said to the uncle with a smile.
"Since Boss Li has already made a big fortune, I will also collect two thousand yuan for the village, because I don’t have much money to build a house recently. Don’t be too little. Since you think it needs to be repaired, Let’s fix it a little bit. If everyone gets better and buys a car in the future, it won’t work if it gets crushed after driving on the road for two days.”
After Zhang An finished speaking, he also took one from his pocket. Stacked the money and handed it to Uncle Jianwen.
The people in the village were also making a noise. Five thousand plus two thousand was now seven thousand yuan.
"Guigui, this is already 7,000 yuan. If this is given to someone, it will be almost a 10,000 yuan household."
"Zhang An is a generous young man. This is Two thousand yuan, just take it, I don’t feel bad at all.” . . . .
Wang Fang felt like her son was cutting his own flesh at this time. For two thousand yuan, he had to plant crops for a whole year without eating or drinking.
But who told her son to tell her already? She couldn't say anything at this moment.
It’s not that Zhang An doesn’t want to donate more, even though he grows so many things in the space, including many ginseng plants.
But the financial power of the family is in the hands of his mother, and all the money in the family passes through Wang Fang's hands.
It’s not that he can give as much as he wants. Besides, Zhang An already felt that if he gave these two thousand yuan, his mother would definitely nag him at night.
Some villagers in the village have been shocked by the actions of Li Hongbin and Zhang An, and now they are a little enthusiastic.
"Hong Bin, you are Zhang An's friend. My old man has asked me to treat you as his junior. You two children are the best. When the road is built in the future, I will definitely be at the entrance of the village. Set up a merit monument to record both of you, so that everyone will remember your help to the entire Changqing Village."
The old village chief took the thick money in his hand, and he begged his grandfather in the town. Grandma ran for several months without getting a penny.
I didn’t expect to gather everyone together for a June 6th dinner today and spend all the money.
However, people have done such great good deeds, and the village should also do something to let everyone remember them.
It's okay not to say these words. Once he mentioned that he would set up a merit monument and record his name, other people in the village couldn't sit still.
Many people are ready to take action now and can no longer hold themselves back.
For them, there is no such thing as leaving a name in history, but being able to leave a name in the village is already a great thing.
No, as soon as the old village chief finished speaking, many people in the village had already walked over.
"Uncle, I think Zhang An is right. Since we want to build roads, we should build them well. Since the higher authorities don't care about us, then we should contribute the money and efforts that we have. Our family The conditions are just like that, this two hundred yuan is what our family wants."
Zhang Xinmin was the first one who couldn't bear it. When it came to the conditions, because of the revenue from this canteen, his family was in the village. It can be considered relatively good.
Under the leadership of Zhang Xinmin, everyone who was originally waiting for a meal now came forward and lined up to donate money to the village to build roads.
When Zhang An saw this scene, he secretly thought that the old village chief had unexpectedly hit the spot, and unknowingly used a trick to mark the merits of the stone.
If we were to call everyone together normally to collect money and build roads, no one would be willing, and they would all be poor.
But the old village chief never thought of asking everyone to contribute money from the beginning, he just expected them to contribute.
Originally it was just to let everyone remember the help Li Hongbin and Zhang An had given to the village, but unexpectedly it aroused the people in the village.
There are so many people coming up to give money now that the old village chief can’t accept it.
"Uncle, please find something to write down, so as not to make mistakes in the future."
Zhang An knew what everyone was thinking, so he gave the uncle some advice.
The old man heard that this is the truth, otherwise it will be difficult to explain when there is a problem with the number.
Then he took out his little book and started to register everyone’s names and amounts one by one.
Some people have better conditions and are given one hundred, while most people are given fifty or twenty.
Anyone who came was welcome, and the old village chief registered them one by one.
There are also many elderly people in the village who came to donate money, ten or five yuan.
They feel that after they die, if they erect a monument on their grave, their family members will come to see them. They will pay a little money to go to the merit monument at the entrance of the village. It is much more important than their own tombstone, so why not do it.
Even if you have done good deeds by going up to the Monument of Merit, there will be a good place down there when the time comes.
When the old village chief saw these elderly men and ladies coming to make noise, he kindly advised them to take it back.
"Jianwen, this is a major event in the village. We old men can't help, and we can't give you more. You'd better accept these few dollars."
Old man When the old lady is stubborn, everyone is afraid. If they don't agree, they will be scolded. Who makes the old village chief a junior?
The registration was completed quickly. The accountant next to him clicked and found that the total given by Zhang An and Li Hongbin was more than 10,000.
I had no money at first, but now I have suddenly become rich. The village chief and the village accountant no longer know how to work.
It was agreed upon before that it would be enough for everyone to pull some stones over and spread them out.
Now that we have enough money, we must build a good cement road. As for the details, we will have to meet with representatives of the villagers organization to decide again.
Then the road construction matters were settled, and we will wait until the village renegotiates them again. Now we have to eat first.
The old village chief's task was now completed, and everyone started serving food and eating happily.
As for Li Hongbin and Zhang An, they have been surrounded by everyone in the village. He has given so much money and has received the goodwill of everyone in the village. When they are eating, everyone takes turns coming up to toast him. .
Li Hongbin was born in the mountains, and he usually needs to socialize. Naturally, his drinking capacity is not small, and he can drink almost half a catty.
But I couldn't bear the large number of people in Changqing Village. One person came up to pay tribute once. Even if he only had a small sip, it was already a quantitative change rather than a qualitative change.
Finally, he was about to die, but luckily the old village chief stopped him.
Everyone has dispersed. This is the enthusiasm of mountain people. Most people really can’t stand it.
In the mountains, everyone thinks you are a distinguished guest, just like Li Hongbin today, so everyone must entertain you well, eat and drink well, otherwise they will not do it well.
By the time everyone finished eating, it was almost dark.
Zhang An followed the old uncle and a group of others to stay and pack things. Since everyone brought their own dishes and chopsticks, everyone's workload was greatly reduced.
The cleaning continued until evening. Zhang An went home only after everyone had finished.
As for Li Hongbin, he probably won't be able to go back tonight.
In the evening, the old village chief came to see Li Hongbin to discuss their family's settlement.
But seeing Li Hongbin drunk and unconscious, he had to wait for another day.
Although Zhang An helped him block most of the wine, he still drank a lot.
After helping him lie down in the guest room behind his house, Zhang An was ready to call Zhou Lan.
Zhang An's house has always had four rooms, but the two at the back were often used to pile food.
It’s just that the corn was sold some time ago and the empty one was left. Wang Fang took care of it and made a bed so that there would be no place for people to rest when someone came.
Of course, too many people will not be enough.
“Hello, Sister Lan, I’m Zhang An.”
After Zhou Lan on the other end of the phone answered the phone, Zhang An said proactively.
"What's wrong, Xiao An?"
Zhang An could still hear Li Yao calling his godfather beside him.
"Sister Lan is like this. Today our village eats June 6th together. Brother Li drank a little too much, so he will stay at our house tonight and not go back. I'll give you a call to tell you, I’m afraid you’ll be worried.”
“Okay, I’ll trouble you, Zhang An. This guy also drinks and doesn’t know how to drink less.”
“Sister, I really don’t blame him for this. , the people in the village were too enthusiastic, everyone toasted him, it’s okay not to drink, he drank too much.”
After finishing the phone call with Zhou Lan, Wang Fang had already cooked a meal. Pot of hangover soup. Just now she saw that her son and Li Hongbin had drunk a lot of wine.
"Xiao An, you drank so much wine at night, come and drink this soup."
Seeing his mother bring a large bowl of hangover soup, Zhang An didn't want to drink this stuff.
"Mom, I look like I've drunk too much. I don't have any reaction now, so there's no need to drink."
Wang Fang looked at her son, and it certainly didn't look like he had drunk too much. People, she knew her son's drinking capacity. Although he could drink, he would get drunk if he drank too much.
What Wang Fang didn't know was that it was Zhang An from before. Most of the wine Zhang An drank tonight was drunk into the space by him.
Zhang An drank so much today that nothing happened. He was not like a drunk person at all.
However, this hangover soup cannot be wasted. Zhang An picked up the hangover soup and walked to the guest room, helped Li Hongbin up, and drank the hangover soup for him.
Otherwise he will definitely suffer when he wakes up tomorrow.
After that, Zhang An was washing his feet in the main room and was about to be criticized by Wang Fang.
"You kid, why don't you discuss the matter of so much money with us first."
She is still a little worried about the two thousand yuan, so she will definitely be verbose when she comes back. Look at Zhang An's.
"Mom, this is nothing. Just think that our family dug up old ginseng sticks before and do some good deeds to accumulate merit."
How to discuss this? Li Hongbin said a word Just run up and give money without saying anything.
Everyone in the village knows about their family. At this time, if they don’t give some money, everyone has something to say behind their backs.
Wang Fang thought about it and felt that her son was right.
Lao Ginseng Bangzi, who has good luck in his family and has made tens of thousands of dollars in one go, should do some good deeds to accumulate merit.
But she still felt distressed. Two thousand yuan was a lot of money after all.
"Then there's no need to give so much. Look, apart from you, the only person in the village who gave me the most is Zhang Xinmin, who gave me two hundred yuan. If you just give me five hundred, one thousand yuan, no one will say anything."
“Mom, it’s only two thousand yuan. It’s better for our family than repairing the road. Think about it, when the road is repaired in the village, more people will come to our village. This will It’s only a matter of time to earn it back.”
After hearing what her son said, Wang Fang felt sorry for the money, but she had already given it away anyway, and she couldn’t bear to get it back.
She just wanted to use this incident to talk to Zhang An nicely, so that he could save money in the future and not be so lavish.
(End of this chapter)