If a rich second generation or an official second generation stands in the village at this time, looking around, he may say: The scenery here is so good!

The distant mountains are like daisies, beautiful and picturesque.

After a fresh rain, the grass and trees in the mountains have begun to bud, and occasionally dotted with early-blooming wildflowers. The dwellings of the peasants are scattered on the mountainside, dotted with stars, and there is little smoke from the cooking.

These are only suitable for viewing from afar, not up close.

When you get closer, the first thing you can't stand is your nose. The first and second days of the Lunar New Year cannot be swept on the floor, and the yard is full of poultry manure, mixed with the fermented smell of soil feed, which directly makes the people in the city cover their noses and leave.

Some of the houses seem to be falling down, but the peasants still live very calmly.

The broken village in the mountains is poorer than Song Weiyang's grandmother's house.

How poor is it?

During the Spring Festival, some villagers are still wearing straw sandals, and almost all of them have various patches on their clothes.

The village cadres here are obviously unprofitable and belong to the purest public servants.

The village party secretary stepped on a pair of yellow rubber shoes and walked quickly, with new clothes on the upper body and an old pair of pants on the bottom. The smile on his face was honest and cunning, he glanced at the car first, and then wiped his hands on his clothes, as if he had wiped his hands clean, before he warmly shook hands with Zheng Xuehong: "Hello big boss, big boss came to do business in the mountains?"

"I'm the big boss's driver," Zheng Xuehong pointed at Song Weiyang, "The big boss is over there!"

The 24 men with carts had already received the money, but they didn't leave, and it seemed that they still wanted to take the job from Song Weiyang.

The car has been washed, but there are too many people washing the car, because the 100 yuan car wash fee almost got into a fight, and now there is still a noisy discussion about how to distribute it.

The village party secretary came to Song Weiyang next to each other and flattered: "What kind of business does the big boss do? We have herbs in the mountains, wild ones, and the effect is very good." There are also many wild fruits, all of which are dried and dried from hawthorn, and can still be made into tea. ”

Song Weiyang handed him a cigarette and asked, "Are you the village chief here?"

"Yes, I am the village party secretary, and my name is Zhang Xuehong. The village party secretary said.

Song Weiyang smiled and winked at Zheng Xuehong, Zheng Xuehong said happily: "Zhang Zhishu, your name was re-chosen after the founding of the People's Republic of China, right?"

The village party secretary said with a smile: "My previous name was a bit reactionary, my name was Zhang Zhongqing. This is all new China, and it must not be loyal to the Qing Dynasty, so it was renamed Xuehong and studied the Red Army. ”

Learn from the red, love the red, learn from the army, love the army, build the country, defend the country, and love the country...... These names appeared very frequently a few decades ago.

Song Weiyang said: "Zhang Zhishu, I'm here to find someone. ”

"Who are you looking for?" asked the village party secretary.

"Chen Tao. Song Weiyang said.

It was quiet all around, including the cart men from the town, and the villagers who were fighting for money for car washing, all of whom suddenly turned their heads to look at Song Weiyang at this moment.

There are several villages in the town, and in the past ten years, there have only been five secondary school students, including Chen Tao's sisters and brothers.

Every secondary school student, when they get the admission letter, is destined to become a celebrity known to the whole town.

The village party secretary was stunned for a moment, obviously remembering the rumors of the past two days, and asked, "Chen ...... Chen Tao: Do you know Peaches?"

Song Weiyang nodded and said, "I heard that she was bullied, so I rushed over to take a look." ”

The village party secretary immediately made an angry expression: "It's all the old ladies in the village talking nonsense, listening to the wind is the rain, I have already criticized it!"

Song Weiyang asked, "Where is Chen Tao's house?" Take me there!"

"Okay, you come with me, his house is next to the school. The village party secretary immediately led the way.

The school is located in the very center of the village, and the car can't drive there, so you can only walk, followed by a large group of people to watch the excitement.

After walking for a few minutes, Song Weiyang saw a row of brick houses, which seemed to be the only brick and wood buildings in the village.

The school has a total of three rooms, one office, two classrooms. The classrooms have large windows and no window panes, allowing light in summer, wind in winter, and rain all year round, so they are very close to nature.

The village party secretary introduced: "There are only two teachers in the school. One is Peach's father, and the other is a city baby who supports teaching. The volunteer teacher went home for the Chinese New Year, and I don't know if I can come back. When there was a volunteer teacher, Momoko's father taught a class with the teacher, and when she was in the sixth grade, she was gone, and she had to go to the town to study in junior high school. ”

Song Weiyang was a little puzzled: "How can two teachers teach six grades?"

The village party secretary explained: "If the doll doesn't catch up with the first grade at the age of 7, it will have to wait until the age of 9 or 10. This is not bad, but the problem is that the volunteer teachers cannot be retained, and it is difficult to find those who can work for half a year. Momoko's father often leads two classes by herself, one class lectures, and the other class does homework. It's bitter in the mountains, thanks to Peach's father. So this time, those mothers-in-law talked nonsense, and I scolded when I heard it, they were all things with long hair and short knowledge!"

Zheng Xuehong suddenly assisted: "We are here this time to take Chen Tao's family away and move to the city to live, it is too bullied here!"

"That's not good," the village party secretary panicked, "As soon as their family leaves, there will be no teachers in the village." ”

"What if you don't move out, stay in the village and let people poke your backbone?" Song Weiyang sneered.

The village party secretary immediately turned around and said to the villagers who came to see the excitement: "Who dares to say a bad word about Peaches again, Lao Tzu will kill him, don't think I can't do it!"

A woman muttered, "Who are you trying to scare you? Reading is a fart, it's not uncommon!"

"Who? who is talking?" the village party secretary crossed his waist with one hand and pointed to the villagers with the other, "Which one said, stand up for Lao Tzu!"

No one answered.

Song Weiyang said with a smile: "It's useless to study, right? You should know that a few months ago, Chen Tao sent more than 100,000 yuan home. Do you know where the money came from?"

"Sell meat for money!" someone muffled.

The village party secretary was furious, rushed into the crowd and grabbed a middle-aged woman out, and slapped her twice: "Xu Youtian's ruined daughters, you don't have good ears when you are Lao Tzu? ”

The middle-aged woman sat on the ground with her buttocks, grabbed the corner of the village party secretary's clothes and cried: "Wow, wow, wow...... The village party secretary is beating people! Help, the village party secretary is going to beat me to death! God, you don't have long eyes, I'm going to be beaten to death......

The village party secretary didn't eat that, shook the middle-aged woman's hand away, and cursed: "Go home and mourn, shame!"

The middle-aged woman was still crying, but the other villagers were laughing.

"Shut up!"

The village party secretary scolded, and said to Song Weiyang with a smile: "Big boss, you continue." ”

Song Weiyang said: "Chen Tao came to the Special Economic Zone half a year ago, first doing chores in my company. But she is smart, she is educated, and if she comes up with an idea, she will make me millions of dollars! I think she is a talent, so I rewarded her with more than 100,000 yuan and promoted her to be a manager. This is the use of reading! If you don't read, you won't even know how to read, and you will have to work in the city to work as a coolie. Chen Tao is different, she has the ability to read and make a fortune by relying on knowledge and culture! You people know how to fart, and you can sell meat for hundreds of thousands? If you sell the whole living person, it will only cost a few thousand yuan in the sky!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.

"If you come up with an idea, you can reward hundreds of thousands? ”

"People are big bosses, there is no shortage of hundreds of thousands, and 100 are given for washing a car. I just asked the carts, 24 people, 100 yuan per person. ”

"I'll just say that Peaches is not that kind of person, this girl has been high-spirited since she was a child, how can she go out to sell it?"

"Of course, the entire commune (the old name of the township) has only passed a few exams?

"Chen Lao Er is really rich, and his son and daughter are all promising. ”

“……”

Song Weiyang and Zheng Xuehong looked at each other and smiled, the villagers didn't have much knowledge, and they were scared with a few words, and it was the cotton mill in the city that really needed to use their brains.

Of course, it can go so smoothly because Song Weiyang has done enough foreshadowing.

A car is pushed by more than 20 people, and the cart fee alone is more than 2,000, and then the village offers a reward of 100 yuan for car washing, and immediately establishes the image of the big boss, and then he has enough credibility in what he says.

Rumors are a lot of headaches, and the more you explain them, the more unclear they may become.

Rumors don't stop at the wise, and many times, rumors stop at bigger rumors. I believe that in a few days, the news about Chen Tao's fortune by virtue of his intelligence can spread all over the world, and it will become a local folk legend.