I got rich by the protagonist's lines

In the morning, Xishui Village.

Before the mist cleared, many villagers began to walk towards the fields one after another.

An old woman with a basket trotted up to the three or two older sisters in front of her, stuck in the middle and said in a low voice, "Did you all hear that last night?"

The person on the left pointed back to the village cadre's house, and gestured with his eyes: "You mean that?"

The aunt nodded again and again: "My house is the closest, good guy, it rang for half the night.

You said, didn't our little grandson open a small shop at the head of the village?Who is going shopping at night?Why do you collect the bill at night? "

"It's so evil, is it possible that our little grandson can still go to the underworld to sell popsicles? Do Grandpa Wuchang have Alipay envoys?"

"My little grandson, maybe he's crazy about poverty, and he listens to bill collection like music."

The person on the right coughed lightly, twisted his fingers and squeezed his throat deliberately, and began to learn the electronic sound:

"Alipay—account—one yuan."

"Alipay—to the account—ten yuan."

……

While she was learning, her eyes fluttered, like a skit star on a party stage interacting with the audience, and the older ladies laughed happily, like a group of boiling kettles.

And Xiao Sun, the central figure in everyone's discussion, finally pressed the alarm clock that was delayed three times.

His real name is Sun Cheng. He graduated from university for three years and worked as a poverty alleviation cadre in Xishui Village for three years.

Three years ago, he found the location of Xishui Village on a map, and jumped three feet high happily. It is close to the suburbs of Beijing, with mountains and rivers, fields and roads. The situation is not too good!

Although he has the idea of ​​serving the motherland in his heart, but if the opening is hell difficulty, he is also timid in his heart.

Xishui Village is just a good place. The children here go to school, and the transportation here can provide goods in and out. The situation is better than many places.

However, when Sun Cheng came here, he felt differently. This place is indeed close to the suburbs of Beijing, but it is called a poor relative under the roots of the imperial city by the neighbors.

A large number of brain drains, and the aging of the village is serious. From the map, the school that seems to be very close actually needs to climb a mountain.

The soil quality in the village is average. I have planted everything and visited experts, but I can grow everything, but I can't grow anything well.

This featureless situation is not only reflected in the fields.

It's not that Sun Cheng has never thought about developing tourism and promoting local specialties, but the local area is like water that embraces everything.

It turns black when it is close to ink, and red when it is close to red. The dialect and food are assimilated by the surroundings, and they get along like a family, but they have no own characteristics at all.

Three years passed in a flash. Sun Cheng and the local officials went up the mountain and down the river together. The situation got better, but he still didn't go out of Xishui Village.

Fortunately, several barren hills in the village have been contracted out one after another in recent years, which has increased some income for the local villagers.

It's just that Sun Cheng never thought that he would meet someone like Pei Zhiyi who could bargain, nor did he expect to meet a repayment method like Yan Tang.

Wearing patched clothes, people pretend to be blind with him, and wearing shoes with exposed toes, people just don't look at them.

Just cut it down according to the reserve price in his heart, and he was worried if he lost a dime.

Fortunately, the lawyer was quite conscientious, and the final price he gave was really a little more than his bottom line.

If you want to do construction, you have to have money, and if you want the villagers to live a good life, you have to have money and a way out. Sun Cheng is also digging now. The happiest thing every day is to hear the sound of the money arriving in the account.

But he didn't expect that the sound could last for so long in the middle of the night.

Now as long as the names of Pei Zhiyi and Yan Tang are mentioned, he can't help the pain in his teeth, but he has to get up to pick them up at the entrance of the village.

Not long after Yan Tang arrived at Xishui Village, he directly clicked on "Melon Field and Lixia". From his perspective, the illusory distribution of plants had already landed on the cleared open space.

But in fact, within 5 minutes, a small yellow farm truck, carrying a dozen old farmers in yellow vests, arrived here in a "dididi" way.

They greeted Yan Tang with a smile, and then quickly moved the trees and seedlings down.

The villagers who came with Sun Cheng originally just watched the fun, but their eyes lit up when they saw the old farmer getting off the car.

Look at the skin exposed to the sun, the rough and powerful hands, and the way they work. They must be veterans in the field.

Several villagers looked friendly, put down the tea mug on the field ridge, and stepped forward to help, but they frowned again when they saw the blossoming plum tree.

"Brother, did the little boss tell you to plant this tree like this? It won't work, it's still blooming."

"That's right, at least these flowers and leaves have to be pruned." One person gestured back and forth with his hands.

The old farmer in the yellow vest smiled, without much explanation, and began to allocate manpower, some to dig planting holes, and some to plant seedlings.

A few locals got angry when they saw that he was ungrateful, squatted down on the ridge of the field, and began to reason with Yan Tang, the little boss.

"Although we don't have much culture, who hasn't planted trees or planted rice seedlings before? Baby, listen to us, this fruit tree, once it blooms, all its nutrients will be consumed.

When you plant them at this time, the roots are already damaged, and there is no nutritional supplement. Do you think they can survive? "

Yan Tang nodded repeatedly, but he couldn't change the behavior of the "little yellow people".

The kindness of the old people should not be wasted. Yan Tang saw his eyes lit up at the canteen not far away, and ran over to buy a few packs of cigarettes, ready to share them with everyone.

Sun Cheng, who was dozing off on the ground, suddenly his cell phone rang.

"Alipay—to the account—40 yuan."

After Sun Cheng shivered violently, he opened his eyes in shock.

The next moment, he fell straight into the field.

Terrible, terrible to receive money...

-

After Yan Tang looked at the progress, he went back to the store directly, and only communicated with Sun Cheng on the phone from time to time.

I don't know what happened, but Sun Cheng on the other end of the phone changed from being awkward to being more and more active. He not only started to ask about the origins of the "little yellow people", but also had the idea of ​​poaching people.

Every time Yan Tang answers the phone recently, he can hear him change his address.

It only took three days from the people you hired, the old masters, to the teachers and experts, and finally to become an uncle by force.

-

Since persuading a group of local wealthy people who came to the bone setting shop to see andrology, old doctor Lu has really relaxed for a while.

It's just that he never expected that this group of people would make a comeback.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

"My physical examination report came out, and the hospital said that I am in very good condition now."

"Thank you, Dr. Lu, you are my reborn parents. If it weren't for you, my wife and I would still be stuffing pills and pouring bitter soup. Who would have thought that I would be where I am today?"

The middle-aged man in his 40s just wanted to hug the immortal old man and cry.

However, old doctor Lu didn't appreciate it at all. Since it was a happy event, he couldn't keep a cold face, so he just said in a normal way:

"It's time to come, it will come naturally, this is the time, don't thank me, take your pennant back quickly."

He is a bone setting clinic, and there is absolutely no need for pennants related to andrology and obstetrics and gynecology to add luster.

The middle-aged man wiped away his tears, and was about to give old doctor Lu a red envelope.

"You just accept it."

"No."

The middle-aged man took back the red envelope and stuffed the pennant into his hand.

"Please, give me an affirmative statement."

"Definitely not."

-

That night, a red pennant was hung on the door of Yan Tang's store.

On the positive red fabric, eight gold-stamped characters seem to be shining: the doctor is benevolent, and the child-giving Guanyin.