Back to 80: My Literary Life

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Fang Minghua and Zhao Hongjun looked at him with some surprise.

Zhang Jianlin explained: "Actually, I feel uncomfortable when I see the school in such a bad state. In the past two years, I have been busy and earned a little. This time you donate, I will donate some too, so that my uncle won't say that I don't have the consciousness of a party member."

"That's a good thing. In two days, the city and county will hold a donation ceremony in the village. You can also participate!" Zhao Hongjun said.

"Forget it, forget it." Zhang Jianlin said quickly: "I will only donate that little, don't let others know."

"1,000 yuan is not a small amount. Besides, you are contributing to your hometown after getting rich through hard work! The county will definitely publicize it." Fang Minghua said with a smile.

Three days later, on the playground of Bandeng Village's primary school, red flags were flying and gongs and drums were beating. The donation ceremony for the new Bandeng Village primary school was held here.

Leaders at all levels of Baiyin Province, city and county sat on the temporary rostrum, and below the stage were the villagers and primary school students of Bandeng Village.

First, the leaders spoke, and then the three donors walked onto the temporary podium, where three young pioneers with red cheeks put red scarves on them.

The three were also in high spirits, especially Zhang Jianlin, who bought a blue suit and a red tie in the county town to attend the ceremony.

Then the three donors spoke. Zhao Hongjun spoke first, first recalling the place where he had worked in the countryside, and then explained from the perspective of an entrepreneur that while our enterprises are gaining economic benefits, they should also pay attention to social benefits and do things that benefit the people and give back to society.

Zhang Jianlin praised the Party’s policies, saying that hard work is the way to get rich, not only for individuals but also for everyone, not only to build a good house for oneself, but also to work hard to change the place where one lives and build our beautiful home.

Fang Minghua was the last to speak.

He did not mention much about donations, but mentioned rural education.

"We should not only pay attention to rural school buildings and other infrastructure, and to children who are out of school, but also to the living conditions of teachers like Zhang Xuewen from Bandeng Village Primary School! Moreover, situations like Zhang Xuewen are not rare in Baiyin nationwide. They have dedicated their youth and even their entire lives to rural education. They are the backbone of rural basic education!"

There was warm applause from the stage and the audience.

Zhang Xuewen, who was sitting with the students, did not applaud, but listened silently, but his eyes were a little red.

The entire donation ceremony was photographed on the spot by Baiyin TV Station, and was quickly made into news and reported on the city TV station, and then broadcast by the provincial TV station and forwarded by some domestic paper media.

This is the first time in Gansu Province that enterprises and individuals have donated to build primary schools, which immediately attracted the attention of a domestic foundation.

Yanjing, Youth Development Foundation.

"Old Xu, take a look at this news." A middle-aged man excitedly knocked on the office of Xu Yongguang, then Secretary-General of the Foundation, holding a newspaper.

Xu Yongguang took it and saw that it was yesterday's "Guangming Daily", which published the news that someone in a certain place in Baiyin City, Gansu Province funded the construction of a rural primary school.

"Building a primary school? This idea coincides with ours, Lao Yu." Xu Yongguang's eyes suddenly lit up.

There is a social background here.

In 1988, my country promulgated the "Foundation Management Measures", which was the first legislation on foundations in my country. The management measures clarified the legal nature and legal status of the foundation through legislation for the first time.

The China Youth Foundation came into being.

After the establishment of the foundation, what type of public welfare project to do became the first problem to be solved, and their eyes soon focused on the problem of poor rural students dropping out of school.

According to data from relevant departments, in the late 1980s, more than 1 million primary school students in my country dropped out of school every year because their families were poor and could not afford the 40 or 50 yuan book and miscellaneous fees.

In 1986, the Central Committee of the Communist Youth League sent people to conduct a two-month investigation in Liuzhou, Guangxi Province. The investigation found that "an ordinary village in a Yao Autonomous County, with a total population of more than 2,000, has not produced a junior high school student since liberation, and the dropout rate is over 90%."

Helping poor areas drop out of school has become a very important task. Of course, to carry out this work, it is necessary to publicize it so that more people know about it.

But the foundation was established with only 100,000 yuan in funds. The government did not allocate a penny and the foundation had to raise all the funds by itself, so it was difficult to carry out the work.

Isn't this news in the newspaper the best opportunity?

"Is this Fang Minghua the vice chairman of the Qin Province Writers Association? He just stepped down as the editor-in-chief of the Yanhe magazine?" Xu Yongguang asked, looking at the photo in the newspaper.

"Yes, it's him! I've asked around." Old Yu said.

Old Yu's name is Yu Hailong. He smiled and said, "The newspaper only reported that Fang Minghua is a writer in Qin Province, and did not mention his position. I guess Fang Minghua doesn't want to be so high-profile."

"Then we will find him and hope to cooperate with us. We will use this donation as an opportunity to publicize the fund project we are about to launch. He is a celebrity." Xu Yongguang smiled.

"Well, I will go to Gansu Province right away."

"Then I'll trouble you. I will contact the person in charge of the Gansu Provincial Youth League Committee and find a way to contact Fang Minghua, so that they will not leave when you go."

Fang Minghua and his friends were about to leave.

Since the donation ceremony, they have had no time to rest. They are either invited to meetings by relevant city and county departments or interviewed by the media.

Zhao Hongjun was a little excited at first, but later he got annoyed.

I am revisiting the old place, and I want to come to the place where I was sent to work in the countryside to reminisce about my youthful years. What the hell is reminiscing about this!

I have become a person who gives reports all day long.

I immediately discussed with Fang Minghua to leave quickly.

Fang Minghua has been annoyed for a long time, but he can keep calm, and he knows that this is Chinese society, and it is their job to come to interview and discuss.

Let's understand each other.

Now that Zhao Hongjun is leaving, of course he has no objection.

Zhang Jianlin likes this kind of life surrounded by people, but he hasn't been to the construction site for several days and is a little worried.

There can't be any accidents on the construction site, this is his lifeblood.

This morning, after breakfast, Zhang Jianlin rode his red rooster to the construction site in the county town in a hurry, and Fang Minghua and others went to the village committee to formally say goodbye to the old party secretary.

In fact, Zhang Guisheng was still a little reluctant.

Since the two of them came, this remote village that was rarely visited by people suddenly became lively. In his words, the leaders he met during this period were more and higher-level than they had seen in their entire lives.

Of course, this was just personal vanity, and the village also received real benefits.

In addition to Fang Minghua and his team helping to build the school, the leaders of the county water conservancy bureau have promised to dig a well in the village to solve the problem of water shortage for the people.

The leaders of the agricultural bureau also promised to build an irrigation canal this winter, so that the more than 300 acres of wheat fields in the east of the village can also be irrigated with water from the irrigation area, ending the history of relying on the weather for food.

This is a real benefit.

So, when Zhang Guisheng heard that Fang Minghua and his team were leaving, he really couldn't bear to let them go.

First, he tried to keep them, and finally welcomed them to come back often in the future, especially when the school was completed in autumn, and he also reminded them to pay attention to safety on the road.

That look, that look.

It reminded Fang Minghua of a folk song.

Brother, you leave the village,

Little sister, I have something to say

Walk to the entrance of the main road, more people and horses come to relieve worries

But what Fang Minghua didn't expect was that as soon as the car left the village, a jeep came from the opposite side and blocked their way.