Reborn in the 60s and adopted

On the second day after the beam was raised, the village chief led the strong men and male educated youth in the village to the home of a former landlord. This family had fled abroad during the fight between landlords and local tyrants.

The villagers at that time had their own houses and did not share his house. As time passed, half of the uninhabited house collapsed and the tiles were scattered all over the ground.

"Village chief, all these tiles have to be given to the educated youth." asked Mao Yuanqing, the village party secretary.

"Lao Mao, before the educated youth came, a large sum of resettlement fees was given to the villagers. The village was in such a difficult situation before. If it weren't for this money, just imagine if someone in our village would have starved to death. Also, they were not given any food as the first ones to arrive, and that was more than 300 kilograms of food." The village chief said to the branch secretary earnestly.

"But this is such a pity. All the houses in the village are thatched houses. Isn't this a bargain for outsiders?" Although the village party secretary understood what the village chief said, he still felt uncomfortable because his house was the only thatched house in the village.

"Old Mao, don't be so petty. They don't need so many tiles." The village chief knew what he was thinking. In the whole village, only the brigade headquarters and his house were tiled houses, and his house was built when his father was still alive.

Although Lu Hua and the other two were far away, they could vaguely hear what the village party secretary said, and the three of them whispered to each other for a while.

"Village chief, please calculate how many watts we can use, and then we'll pay you according to the market price." Lu Hua walked behind the village chief and said.

"Ah, that Lu Hua, that's not what I meant." The village party secretary was startled when he heard the voice from behind and hurriedly explained.

"It's okay, Secretary. We educated youth won't take advantage of the village. We'll just give you what we deserve." Lu Hua looked at the secretary with a firm look.

"Hehe, fine. I won't charge you the market price, otherwise you will suffer a loss. Just one third of the market price will be enough. All the income will be kept in the village. And Lao Mao, you can ask privately how many people want to buy tiles. The price is the same as that of the educated youth." The village chief looked at him meaningfully.

The village party secretary touched his nose a bit embarrassedly. He had originally planned to bring some back at night when he had free time. But now, the village chief knew what was going on. If he wanted to use the goods, he would have to pay for them. Humph, he was so pissed off.

Under the command of the village chief, some people picked up tiles, some loaded them onto trucks, and soon the quantity was almost enough.

A dozen of them returned to the educated youth institute with a lot of noise. After being slapped in the face by the educated youth, the village party secretary did not follow them and returned home in disgrace.

When he got home, most of the family members had gone to work, only his eldest brother's nephew was still at home.

When Mao Ming heard the door open, he came out and took a look. It was his second uncle who was the branch secretary, and he hurried forward.

"Uncle, why are you back?" Mao Ming asked.

"Go back if you want." He was in a bad mood and didn't want to give his nephew a good face.

"Didn't you go to the old landlord's house with the village chief this morning? Why did you come back with such an unhappy look on your face?" He didn't care whether his second uncle was in a good mood or not. As long as he could appease his second uncle, he would benefit. There was no boy in his second uncle's family, so his things would not be his own in the future.

"Stop talking. Those stinky educated youth think they're so great just having a little money." After hearing his nephew's question, Secretary Mao told him what had happened. Feeling extremely unhappy, he blamed those educated youth for all the anger he had suffered that day.

"Those educated youths, okay, I've remembered them all. Just wait and see how I'll deal with them in the future." Mao Ming took note of them.

"I say, you little brat, don't make things worse." After hearing his nephew's indignant words, Secretary Mao felt relieved. Although his nephew was lazy every day, he treated him like his own father, so boys are better.

Let’s talk about the Youth League Institute.

"Young men, the work will be almost finished in the next two days. We need to cover the roofs of the educated youth with tiles, otherwise we will come to you if it leaks." The village chief had just received the money to buy tiles, and although it was not in his pocket, he was very happy when he thought that the lonely and elderly people in the village would have some more food to eat until the autumn harvest.

"It's okay, don't worry, village chief." The village chief paid them for their work over the past few days. I heard that it was resettlement money given by the government after the educated youth went to the countryside.

"That's good. You guys should start nailing the keel now and try to finish it today so that you can put up the tiles."

"Okay," a dozen strong men said, not caring whether the weather was hot or not, and went straight to the roof and started working.

After two days of continuous busy work, the main structure of the Youth League Institute was completed, and the dozen or so strong men went back to work with peace of mind.

It took two days to complete the main structure of the educated youth institute, and the dozen or so villagers who helped went back to work one after another.