The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

Yang Guozhu didn't understand the meaning of this.

But he didn't bother to ask any more questions, and just said: "Since you have an idea, just tell your father-in-law directly. Anyway, he listens to you, not to me."

 Leaving Panpan Furniture Factory, Wu Yuan was on his way home.

 The snow on the road has all melted away.

 Only the shady and leeward areas of the fields and countryside still have a lot of snow left.

Even so, the power of Snow Queen Han was also quickly revealed.

　　Wu Yuan arrived home on the front foot, and his third brother-in-law Xiong Gang arrived on the back foot riding a big bar.

Wu Yuan greeted his third brother-in-law to come home and sit down for a while.

Xiong Gang pointed to his muddy shoes and said, "I won't go in. Please quickly change into a pair of shoes that are resistant to dirt and just walk with me."

 The strong wind in the lake hunts.

In front of the mausoleum of the old man and his wife, the three pine trees grew taller and taller.

 When burning paper during the Xiayuan Festival, keep everything simple.

There were not so many tributes to pay, but a few piles of paper money were handed out, and they were chanted one by one.

 Then it was set on fire.

My brother-in-law and brother-in-law strode back.

Of course, we did not go back, but went all the way west to the north-south road on the west side of the village.

 Going north is to Song Chunhong's house in Erdaogenzi.

 Going south is the road just west of the village.

In this way, we walked and chatted until we arrived at the village gate.

I saw Party Secretary Yang, Old Xu Tou and Accountant Li squatting against the wall at the gate of the village.

If it weren't for the new woolen coat that Party Secretary Yang was wearing, he would look like three old farmers.

When Xiong Gang saw this, he first called Wu Yuanzhi and said, "I'll say hello to your father-in-law and the others in a moment, and then leave first. I won't leave your house."

Wu Yuan nodded: "Okay, go back to the county slowly. If you need anything, call me."

Xiong Gang waved his hand, "It's okay."

 Then he walked up to the third elder, but Yang Zhishu had already clapped his hands and stood up.

After all, he is the third brother-in-law of his daughter-in-law, who came to propose marriage back then, and is now the deputy director of the Water Conservancy Bureau.

 This etiquette should still be present.

When Party Secretary Yang stopped, Village Chief Xu and Accountant Li had no choice but to move their buttocks and stood up against the wall.

When Xiong Gang saw it, he quickly walked a few steps, took out a cigarette at the same time, grabbed four cigarettes and scattered them all the way: "Old party secretary, old village chief, old accountant, I just came to say hello, don't even get up!"

As a result, he was caught by Party Secretary Yang: "Don't mention it, it's a rare chance to see you. I'll stay here for dinner later, and I'll eat at our small restaurant in the village."

 Lao Xu said plausibly: "Just eat here, my brother's restaurant is open, we are our own people, don't worry."

Xiong Gang, however, kept pushing back and thanked him profusely: "No, no, brothers, let's break that fee."

 After saying that, he kept asking for help from Wu Yuan who came after him.

Wu Yuan interrupted and said: "Dad, Uncle Xu and Uncle Li, during these two days of Ghost Festival, don't drink tonight. It's proper to go back early."

 The big boss has spoken, so it is easy to do.

Yang Zhishu pulled Xiong Gang away and said, "Then squat with us for a while. You should have this time, right?"

What else could Xiong Gang say? He could only squat down against the wall. Anyway, their feet are muddy, and it doesn’t matter if they rub themselves against the wall and are covered in dust.

Wu Yuan squatted down beside him, and was about to lean against the wall like the elders, when he saw his father-in-law take off his coat and throw it over and said: "Here, your clothes are precious!"

“No, Dad,” Wu Yuan said with a smile, “The coat your daughter made for you is more expensive than my paper-burning outfit.”

"Really?" Yang Zhishu immediately retracted his hand and dusted off the woolen coat.

 It made the elders burst into laughter.

Then the topic changed and they started chatting: "Xiong Bureau, have you noticed that life seems to be getting better and better, but people's hearts are becoming more and more difficult to control?"

Although Xiong Gang has tried his best to relax, his professional habits of being a deputy bureau still remain in his words.

 Speaks very slowly and does not express his opinions easily.

“Old party secretary, why is this so? You have been rooted in Liyuan Village for decades, and you have already gained people’s hearts.”

Yang Zhishu sighed and said: "Have you seen the road in front of us? Now I want to build this road, and the village has everything I can say. This people's people's hearts are not as harmonious as those who built the dirt road into a gravel road."

Xiong Gang asked further: "This gravel road looks good to me, but a lot of stones have been lost. It shouldn't be difficult to pull some stones over to cushion the road."

 Old Xu Tou smiled and said: "Old Yang wants to lay a cement road!"

Xiong Gang was startled and looked at Wu Yuan.

 Obviously, he subconsciously felt that his younger brother was behind this matter.

 In the end, Wu Yuan spread his hands at him.

Xiong Gang understood now, "Old party secretary, building a cement road in one step is indeed a big step. Now there is no money to repair the two main cement roads in the township. They are full of potholes. Bian Xiaosheng gets upset when it rains. .”

Yang Party Secretary is obviously not unaware of this.

But he said confidently: "He is worried because he is worried. If he has the ability, he will renovate it. It won't cost a lot of money. It's not like paving the gravel road into a cement road in our village, which costs a lot."

Xiong Gang smiled bitterly, wouldn't that be more difficult?

As soon as Xiong fell silent, Wu Yuan took over the conversation and said, "Dad, it's not impossible to do this, but you have to think about in whose name you're going to do it!"

"What did you say?" Yang Zhishu suddenly became interested. After finishing speaking, he complained: "I know, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Wu Yuan didn’t explain it, he just found out about it.

 Throwing out the idea directly: "Dad, if you spend money to build roads, whose money is it spending, and whose road is it built?"

“Obviously, you are now spending the village’s money to build the village’s roads.”

“But the money in the village has always come from withdrawals, family planning fines, allocations from above, and various subsidies, all lumped together in a mess. If you use this money to build roads, everyone will naturally have objections.”

“Not only do everyone have opinions, but the villagers also feel that the amount of funds that Liyuan Village has not completed this year was reserved intentionally? Should the allocation be less next year?”

When Accountant Li heard this, he nodded repeatedly: "That's true."

 After all, he does all the accounts in the village alone.

I often feel like they are all mixed together and become a mess.

 Lao Xutou also said thoughtfully: "There is indeed something unclear about it."

Yang Zhishu stared at each other and said: "What if we don't wrap them together? It's been more than 20 years, hasn't it always been done this way?"

Wu Yuan did not deny it and said directly: "Dad, times have changed."

“In the past, if you worked together and demolished the east wall to repair the west wall, you would really have no money left over at the end of the year.”

“But now, there are other sources of income in the village, which makes you feel rich, so you think about building roads to benefit everyone?”

The three elders plus Xiong Gang, the more they listened, the more they understood, and they could even think of something close to each other.

But he still left this opportunity to Wu Yuan and told him to finally speak out.