Spring Breeze 1991

Yao Yuan didn't know that the sales promotion had detonated the whole city, nor did he know that his "secret weapon" had attracted the attention of Zhang Jing, Miss Dong and other insightful people.

At this time, he was sitting on the pony tie at the door, talking with the village secretary Yao Yongji, the village accountant Yao Chun, the old man Yao Hongjun, and the old man Yao Zhenhua.

Several people gathered in a circle, and a hookah was twirling in their hands.Take a puff and say a few words, take another puff and say a few words, and finally take another puff to end your speech and pass the hookah to the next person.The next person will operate in this way, or take a few puffs from the hookah after expressing his opinion.

The hookah seems to be a microphone, and whoever holds it speaks.

Being in such an atmosphere, Yao Yuan only had a strong sense of intimacy in his heart.He also wants to smoke, but he is determined not to smoke, because it will affect his height, because grandpa and dad will break his legs.

He doesn't need to smoke and drink to show maturity, it's purely an addiction.

Yao Yongji took a puff while holding the hookah, and said, "There was a typhoon in August, and several dormitories in the school were damaged, and some of them had only half of the roof left. It took more than two months to cover it with a three-color cloth. , the weather is getting colder and colder, the students can't bear it."

"The village committee discussed it and decided to donate some money, find a few cement workers to repair the student dormitory as soon as possible, let the students finish this semester, and then find a way to ask for some money from the town and the county after the holiday. Can it be repaired again?"

It turned out to be a donation.

Yao Yongji smiled and said, "Xiaoyuan is the number one scholar. I heard that he also made a lot of money doing business outside. Brother Hongjun, you also know what is going on in our village. There are no rich people. Both Zhenhua's parents-in-law belong to the state unit. Workers, do you think your family can donate more or less?"

Calling Yao Hongjun an elder brother must be quite old. In fact, he is only in his 30s, but he is of the same generation as Yao Hongjun.

Yao Yongji's son has just entered elementary school and has just learned to wipe his ass after shitting, but he is Yao Yuan's uncle!

Rural people are used to using the lunar calendar. The "August" that Yao Yongji said should be the typhoon in September of the Gregorian calendar. It was relatively fierce and hit the Nangang area head-on.

"Yongji, Xiaoyuan is still a student, Zhenhua's unit is not very profitable, and I don't have a lot of spare money. In this way, I donate all my salary for this month. You can find a way to find a party student. No matter what, you can't do it." Let the students suffer from the cold." Yao Hongjun said seriously.

The old man's pension and subsidies add up to more than 300 yuan per month. In towns, this is considered a high salary. Many rural families earn less than 2000 yuan a year.

Yao Dangsheng is the current brigade secretary, that is, the district secretary, and everyone is used to using the original title.

Yao Yongji breathed a sigh of relief immediately, with Mr. Yao's words, things will be much easier.The school was built brick by brick by Mr. Yao back then. It can be said that Mr. Yao thought that he had done two things to be proud of in his life. The first was to beat the Japanese, and the second was to build the Yao Family Primary School.

Now, Yaojia Elementary School has become a comprehensive school covering kindergarten to junior high school. This cannot be separated from the fact that Mr. Yao was running around looking for people to find money when he was the secretary of the brigade.

"Brother Hongjun, I feel relieved when you say that. If the party students don't listen to me, your words will be different." Yao Yongji said.

Mr. Yao said, "Work is work. He is the secretary of the brigade and you are the secretary of the village party committee. If you report to him, he can't ignore it."

"That's what you said, alas!" Yao Yongji shook his head helplessly, handed the hookah to Yao Zhenhua who was beside him, and looked over eagerly.

Yao Zhenhua smiled and said, "I also support three hundred, which is enough to buy two cars of bricks."

"Okay, Zhenhua, I knew today would not be in vain." Yao Yongji was basically relieved and very happy.

600 yuan is a lot of money in the countryside, and it can build more than half of the big tile-roofed houses!

Yao Hongjun and his family raised 600 yuan, plus two yuan and three yuan from other households in the village. It is no problem to raise 2000 yuan. With a little support from the brigade, the roof of the student dormitory and the collapsed walls Fix it, whatever is enough.

"It's mainly the money for materials. I made an agreement with a few masons in the village. They will contribute their work, and then I will find a few people to help. That's about it." Yao Yongji said.

Yao Yuan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked, "Second Lord, is the school seriously damaged?"

"Is it serious or not? The house was built by your grandfather. After so many years, there is no problem at ordinary times, but as long as there is a typhoon, there will be losses. So we are very careful now, and all the students and teachers will be destroyed when there is a typhoon." There was no safety issue when it was transferred out," Yao Yongji said.

Later, Yaojia Village became better and better, and it had a lot to do with Yao Yongji, the village secretary. He was a person who wanted to do things and was able to do things.

"Second Lord, why don't you take me to have a look?" Yao Yuan suggested.

Yao Chun suddenly asked, "Do you want to drive there?"

Yao Yuan smiled, "Well, drive a small car."

"Go and have a look, I remember you studied in the village for two years before." Yao Chun said.

Yao Yuan spent his kindergarten days in the village school.

Mr. Yao patted his thigh, "Go, let's have a look."

Then what else is there to say, Yao Yongji can't wait.Yao Chun led the way with his short legs. He was a little older, and he was the best accountant in the village. He was also honest and nicknamed Yao Xiucai.

If Yao Zhenhua didn't go, he was about to prepare to cut sugar cane.After Yao Yuan's repeated persuasion, Yao Zhenhua finally agreed to spend money to hire idle labor from the village to cut sugar cane.Yao Zhenhua also wanted to understand that if he didn't follow his son's opinion, his son would be unhappy. There was no such problem before, because his son was not sensible, but now it is different. Treated like a child.

For Yao Zhenhua, the big event that really made him think that Yao Yuan had grown up was not getting the county champion in the college entrance examination and going to a prestigious university, or making money from doing business, but repairing the batch of faulty imports in the sugar factory. equipment!

Yao Zhenhua is a person with a particularly strong concept of national units. In his opinion, only national units are the most reliable. Other units are not reliable no matter how high the wages are, and they will disappear at some point.

In fact, from this point of view, the crazy scene of applying for civil servants 20 years later proves that Lao Yao is right.

It can be said that Yao Yuan saved the sugar mill's crop season, so he can't be treated like a child.

On the side of the road, a large group of people pointed around Pajero, with fear, envy, longing, shock and doubt in their eyes. A bunch of little kids pretended to touch it, but they were immediately dragged back by adults and slapped on their buttocks. Even if you touch it and sell you, you can't afford it!

Someone in the village bought a small car, which was the first time in history.

It is a big event to kill a chicken to return God.

As soon as Yao Yuan came out, the crowd dispersed voluntarily, and some boldly joked, "Zhuangyuanlang is now the big boss, when will he donate some money to the village?"

"It's up to you to say, the son raised by the Zhenhua family is not like your son, who is sensible."

"How much does Xiaoyuan pay for this car?"

……

Yao Yongji waved his hand and said, "Don't be surrounded, don't you need to chop sugar cane? Don't you need to turn over the land? Don't you need to plant fertilizer? Don't you need to do it all?"

The crowd dispersed with a smile.

Yao Yuan said hello and opened the car door first to invite grandpa to sit in the co-pilot, and then invite Yao Yongji and Yao Chun to the second row.His car is a seven-seater, the two seats in the third row are usually stowed away, and there is a huge space in the rear trunk.

This point won the hearts of Yao Zhenhua and Zhang Guifang, because they can solicit goods...

Yao Yuan drove towards the school slowly.Yao Yuan thoughtfully rolled down the car windows for them, and deliberately drove slowly so that they had the most time to greet the villagers.

Mr. Yao has been a cadre for so many years, and his momentum is very calm. At this age, he has already reached the state of "not to be happy with things, not to be sad with oneself". The villagers greeted him one after another, and he nodded calmly. , say such a sentence.

Yao Chun was different, he greeted loudly all the way, in high spirits.

"Okay, okay, hello everyone, Zhenhua's dumplings, yes, yes, they were bought by Zhuangyuanlang, go to the school to see, Kangfu! What are you doing here! Have you finished cutting the sugarcane!"

Yao Yongji was similar, but he wasn't so deliberate, when he saw someone think of something, he would say a few words at the top of his voice.Yao Yuan listened all the way, and most of them were related to the withdrawal of deposits and agricultural taxes.

Young people may not understand that, in fact, withholding was not abolished until 2002, while the agricultural tax was abolished in 2006.

Farmers pay agricultural tax, commonly known as paying public grain.

When it was abolished in 2006, it was announced that the agricultural tax that had lasted for a thousand years in China was abolished.

Now, there are still two heavy burdens on the shoulders of farmers.Every year, the village cadres are devastated to collect and withdraw the retained funds and agricultural taxes, not to mention the important task of family planning!

Passing through the village and driving on the machine farming road, Yao Yuan asked, "Second Master, how are the houses in the village damaged?"

The new courtyard where Yao Yuan’s family mainly lives is next to the machine farming road. It is on the northernmost side, facing south. It is said to be the machine farming road, but in fact it has long been the only road connecting the county road. .

"There is nothing wrong with the fire brick house, but some yellow mud houses are more miserable. The kitchen of Kangfu's house collapsed, and half of the side room where his parents lived was also collapsed. Cooking can be overcome, and his parents can only live in the living room. "Yao Yongji said.

The houses in the rural areas of this area are similar, with a basic "door" layout. The middle one must be the living room, the left and right are the bedrooms, and the kitchen and utility room are next to the bedrooms.This is the basic configuration. Those who are rich will build more bedrooms and subdivide the living room, dining room, kitchen, and utility room.

The new house of Yao Yuan's house is more grand, with nine rooms, each of which is very spacious, and the yard is so big that it can be used as a drying ground.If it wasn't for the car not being able to drive in, Yao Yuan would definitely park the car in his yard, so as not to park on the side of the road for an "exhibition".

"Is Uncle Kang Fu the family behind the second grandfather's house?" Yao Yuan searched his limited memory.

After he spent two years as a kindergarten in the village, his mother followed his father into the sugar factory for wages, and he and his elder sister also moved there. They have been living in the sugar factory since then, and their memories of people and events in the village are limited.

"Yes, it's the one behind your second grandfather's house." Yao Yongji said.

Yao Yuan recalled, "I remember one Spring Festival I set off firecrackers and burned his family's haystacks."

"Yes, yes, you were very naughty when you were young..."