The entrepreneur Ji Donglai came over and was able to solve so many things at once. Changcheng was very pleased and knew that he had not helped the wrong person.
"Tch, what if the taxes collected by the government were returned to me? What's your little money? Don't worry, I only charge the cost price. Let's do charity together. This food is so delicious. Why haven't I felt that rural food is so good before? …”
In fact, Ji Donglai was very pleased, after all, the person he was dating was not a corrupt official.
The dividends given to Great Wall seem to be a lot, but it is not enough to fill this place, and it is just a drop in the bucket. Tens of thousands of yuan a month, even if you pay dividends for ten years, it's not enough to build the telephone poles leading to the outside.
If Changcheng can think of helping here, it won't be much worse if he actually becomes an official outside in the future.
The two of them were tired after a day's work, so they felt very refreshed after eating. Completely opposite to Ji Donglai's group, Wu Zhen and Tianye looked at the bowls in their hands a little worried, and when they looked at the food, they felt even more disgusted.
Because they were volunteers here, the locals made a point of feeding the two of them a lot, a big bowl full, even though they said enough was enough.
“My dogs won’t even eat this stuff, but people will eat it?”
"Cao, I wouldn't have come if I had known about it. What time should I go home? Only migrant workers and pigs can eat this stuff. It's true."
Looking at the sweet potatoes with unknown vegetables, and the rice mixed with corn next to them, Wu Zhen and Tian Tian barely ate a bite. They watched a group of people pour the food into the straw without paying attention. The teacher who cooked the rice thought they were two After eating, I went over to give them more food, but they quickly refused.
Ji Donglai is here, Lao Wu is here, and his group of people don't dare to slack off at all, and start working right after dinner.
The volunteers were responsible for helping the students move their desks out, and then everyone began to smash the walls. The ground inside the house was dug down to a depth of 100 meters and made into a cement floor.
The walls were plastered with cement and whitewashed. In the next few days, the students did not have to attend classes and would all help on the construction site.
The project of laying insulation cotton was almost synchronized with the construction inside the house. Because they knew that the roof of the school was being laid here, the villagers from Shiliba Village carried the ashes of vegetation from their homes, and the slightly younger ones also came to help.
"This stuff is good. It just fits directly into the gaps in the glass wool. It's airtight. It's a good thing!"
Lao Wu looked at the ashes carried by the students from home and slapped his hands. All the thatch on the roof was peeled off, brand new slabs were nailed on, and then the colored steel sheets were put on. In an instant, the whole school was different.
Originally, according to the plan, all volunteers had to work here for a week, but after one day many people couldn't stand it, including Wu Zhen and Tian Ye.
Either having a stomachache or having a headache, Great Wall could only arrange a car to take these people back to school.
"Look at those guys. They are coolies now, and they will be coolies in the future. Why are they still studying? Oh, it's a waste of money!"
"I think so. You still hope to get ahead, okay! Go out and work early. If you spend your money here, you might as well spend it on me."
Sitting on the minibus on the way back, Wu Zhen and Tian Ye looked at the posed photos. Their headaches were gone, and they were no longer hungry. Seeing that others were not paying attention, they took out chocolates and started to replenish their energy.
Looking at the electricians who were setting up telephone poles on the side of the road, they were both dissatisfied.
"The school has given activists to these people. I really don't know what impact it will have on society in the future. At the very least, if these people enter the physical system, I don't want to work under their rule. I just want to pose for photos, how pitiful!"
Standing in the open space in front of the school from a distance, looking at the minibus slowly driving away, Ji Donglai felt contempt rising on his face.
"Teacher Lu, what are you doing?"
While Ji Donglai was sighing, Tan Xiumei accidentally looked over and saw a teacher collecting some things from the hay basket and putting them into his mouth.
"I don't know whose food was spilled here. It's a pity to lose it. The food was donated by kind-hearted people outside. It can't be wasted. It will make people feel bad!"
Teacher Lu wanted to eat, but Tan Xiumei stopped her, reached out and threw the food away.
"You can't eat it. If you don't miss it, I'll give you a bag of rice as compensation."
Feeling sad, Tan Xiumei hurriedly pulled the old teacher away. She had been working here for more than a month, and Tan Xiumei had known the old teacher for some time.
The other party has worked here conscientiously all his life. As a private teacher, his salary is only 300 yuan, and the village sometimes defaults on it. Teacher Lu works hard without complaining.
"Wu Zhen and Tian Ye were there just now. These two guys must have dumped it. It's so abominable that they didn't donate a dime and dumped the things donated by others. Coming here to take pictures is just a waste of food. What the hell? .”
Looking at the food dumped in the grass basket, Ji Donglai felt not only angry, but also deeply sad in his heart. It seemed that Wu Zhen's future had been arranged by his family, and he was a reserve cadre of a large state-owned enterprise. If you have the ability to speak well, your future will not be bad.
As a master of flattery, Tian Ye was destined to enter the system with the help of his family. Ji Donglai did not know what such a person would bring to the country and society.
"Just get used to it. There's not much you and I can change about this thing. Let me show you something good. Let's go!"
Looking at Ji Donglai's indignant look, Yan Changcheng was not surprised. He patted the other party's arm and took Ji Donglai directly down the mountain.
After crossing two mountain ridges, Ji Donglai and Yan Changcheng followed a path on the top of the mountain and walked halfway up the mountain. Ji Donglai discovered that there were many small earthen bags on them. Occasionally, one or two had names carved in wood. They were too old. It’s been a long time since I looked down upon it.
There are only a few tombstones made of stone with names engraved on them.
"The 129th Division of the Northeastern Army, huh? Is this the cemetery of the Northeastern Army?"
Only half of the tombstone was left, and I don't know where the rest went, but the words were very clear, and Ji Donglai was a little surprised. According to current history textbooks, aren’t these people cowards?
Ji Donglai has been avoiding the fact that he is a descendant of Northeastern people in class. Most of the reason is the cowardly behavior of the Northeastern Army in the face of the small-time army, which stated in the history textbook that the Northeastern Army did not fire a single shot with 300,000 soldiers.
Nowadays, the word Northeast is a derogatory term throughout the country. Ji Donglai has seen some southerners insisting on this matter, and Ji Donglai has no way to prove it.
"They are from here all the way to Hainan. I asked someone to check. After participating in the Great Wall Anti-Japanese War, the Northeastern Army went all the way south and was ordered by the Central Army to cut off all the way. Because they fought far away from home and had no roots, no one cared about this group of people. Life or death."
"Look at those small tombs. They were built voluntarily by some people here back then. Many people don't know their names. In those days, apart from building a tomb for their commander and erecting a tombstone, the army had no time to manage the rest. ?”
(End of chapter)
