I was framed and walked into the wrong room, and I gave birth to a litter for the CEO.

"What is that? It looks so fun..."

Shi Yu ran over happily.

"Brother, that's the dragon and lion dance..." Shi Yulin wanted to explain to his brother, but his brother ran too fast.

He has filmed costume dramas before, and these will be included in them.

"I didn't expect that a small village could be so lively." Shi Qin held Li Zhiyou's arm and strolled happily.

When the dragon and lion dancers were only a few meters away from Li Zhiyou and the others, they suddenly stopped.

The two flexible 'lions' in front stood upright, and a pair of couplets spit out from the lion's mouth.

The first couplet is: Clear spring welcomes benefactors.

The second line is: Provide well-being to poor villages.

The villagers who followed closely behind the dragon and lion dance burst into lively applause.

"Welcome my benefactor home..."

The village chief held a bouquet of carnations, which represented 'health and longevity', with sunflowers inside. Hand it to Xi Weiqiang.

"Director Xi, on behalf of Qingquan Village, thank you and hope you recover soon."

"Haha..." Xi Weiqiang's trembling right hand hugged the bouquet of flowers. "Thanks."

"Thank you, Mr. Xi. You are the pride of our Qingquan Village and our hope. Without you, there would be no Qingquan Village today..."

The villagers expressed their gratitude from the bottom of their hearts.

Xi Weiqiang looked around at the villagers. There were many elderly people of the same generation as him. Those are the faces he is most familiar with...

The village chief personally took Li Zhiyou and others to visit and see the development of Qingquan Village today.

The villagers accompanied Xi Weiqiang and two children to play with.

"These are the contributions Xi Dong made when he came to Qingquan Village. Every household in the village has built a small Western-style building. The original mud water road was built by Xi's construction company.

The village is too poor, so Dong Xi invited an agricultural experiment team to study what the soil here is suitable for growing.

In the past, corn, wheat and the like were grown. Production cannot keep up, and everyone’s living standards cannot be improved.

Later, we all followed the technical staff of the agricultural team and planted peach trees, pear trees, and grapes together.

Now our Qingquan is known as the ‘County-level Natural Agricultural Fruit Base’, and we won the first prize last year.

The original fruit tree saplings, as well as the technology and the location for digging the ditch, were all unconditionally supported by the Xi Group.

Each household was given a subsidy of 50,000 yuan to build a house, and Xi Dong is the benefactor of our entire Qingquan Village..."

Li Zhiyou stood on the viewing platform of Qingquan Village. From this position, he could clearly see the current appearance of the entire Qingquan Village.

"Dr. Xi said that you should never forget your roots. When life gets better, you have to contribute to your hometown.

Of course some need to be promoted, but there are also many that need to be preserved.

Take those 'earth games' that Master Xi you played when you were children, the original woods, creeks and rivers. Everything that cannot be changed must be kept as it is.

After all, those are the most important memories of childhood..."

Xi Weiqiang allowed the village to keep those things, but he actually had selfish motives. He wanted to lock all the beautiful memories of his wife and children in this village.

"When Xi Dong graduated from university, he spoke at the village committee. One day he will definitely become a rich and powerful person.

Everyone couldn't help laughing after hearing this.

But what follows is very touching.

He said that only by making himself stronger could he be able to contribute to the countryside where he was born and raised.

I thought it was just a young joke, but after many years, he actually did it.

Later... people in the village often used what Xi Dong once said to teach their descendants..."

Li Zhiyou always thought that his father made the Xi family stronger and bigger, but he was too ambitious. I want to be a master of people and make people around me fear him.

But he never knew that he silently contributed so much to others behind the scenes.

Even though my father was wrong, he was also wrong, right?

If his father had told him early on, he would have become stronger by working so hard. Not just for yourself, but to help those in need.

He might not be so rebellious and go against his will again and again.

Shi Qin was really his interpreter. She said that he and his father must have lacked communication, which was why the misunderstanding was so deep and the relationship was so tense.

Now it seems that everything she said is confirmed.

Li Zhiyou took Shi Qin alone to the Xi family's old house.

"Zhiyou, your father is really attentive to Qingquan Village. I like it here very much. The scenery here is so beautiful. What is that?" She pointed to the strange object placed in a certain family's yard.

"That's a windmill."

"Windmill? How could it be like this?"

Shouldn't a windmill look like there are pillars at the bottom and fan blades at the top?

But the windmill in front of me looks like...a cow? Or some animal or something.

"Haha..." Seeing Shi Qin's face full of doubts, Li Zhiyou smiled fondly and explained: "You haven't seen such a windmill, have you?

This windmill is not that windmill.

This kind of windmill is used to remove debris and soil dust from grain.

It's not the kind of windmill you hold in your hand to play with, nor is it the windmill that symbolizes a landscape on the roadside. "

"Oh, that's really weird."

This was her first time seeing such a thing.

"Do you know that one?" Li Zhiyou led her slowly to a clear pool, and he pointed at something under the pavilion.

"I don't know the windmill, but you can't stop me from doing this. Isn't that a 'grinding'?

Used to grind grain, such as pressing beans to make soy milk.

Or pressed cornmeal, right? "

Yes, there is indeed a stone mill under the pavilion.

Li Zhiyou still remembered that the stone mill was public in the village. During the harvest season, everyone would come here carrying their own grain and grind it into powder.

After her mother married her father, she adapted to life here.

After grinding the soy milk water, she would cook the soy milk and make tofu for him and his father.

What he ate most when he was a child was fresh polenta, not the kind bought outside, without any additives.

"This season is not the time to harvest corn, otherwise I could make polenta for you and the children. I feel greedy just thinking about the taste.

That is the most delicious snack for those born in the 1980s and 1990s. "

"What is polenta? Is it the kind of cornmeal you buy in the supermarket, which you can pour into a cup and add boiling water to eat?"

Shi Qin has lived in the Shijia Villa since she was a child. The Shi family has been wealthy businessmen for generations, and she lives the life of a wealthy lady. Naturally, she has never experienced the hard days Li Zhiyou lived.

"It's probably that kind of thing, but it's more delicious and more pure than that."

"Whose house is that? Why is it different from the surrounding houses?" Shi Qin found a house standing at the corner of the intersection.