After the meeting, the presidents of each society immediately went back to go door-to-door to publicize and mobilize, and at the same time brought the list of Murakami's donations, and publicized to everyone that Mo Changfeng took the lead in donating.

"President, our family has a large population, and if we want to make up 40,000 yuan, we won't donate, okay?"

"This donation is voluntary, not forced. Your family's fruit income this year is less, and if you don't donate, it's nothing. ”

"President, our family has a small population and has a lot of income this year, so let's donate 5,000 yuan too."

For the road construction, the attitude of the villagers is still positive, everyone is willing to raise money, after all, the money is really nothing compared to the income of each family this year.

At the same time, according to the situation of each family, some villagers are willing to donate some extra money, while some villagers do not donate, and the village does not force it, but the list of donations will be broadcast on the radio several times a day.

In less than a week, the villagers pooled money and donations, and the village raised a total of more than 2.6 million yuan for road repairs, and in order to use the money openly and transparently, several prestigious villagers were invited to serve as supervisors, including Mo Shifu.

Now in Youxian Village, the highest prestige is, of course, Mo Changfeng, even more than Zhou Caifu, the village party secretary, if he stands up and says a word, all the villagers have to listen.

For example, when the villagers were asked to pool money to build the road, they also met one or two more stubborn villagers who were unwilling to raise the money, but the president told him that it was actually Mo Changfeng who suggested that the village build the road, in order to facilitate everyone to sell fruits in the future, so the two villagers took the initiative to pay the money silently.

In addition, Mo Shifu's reputation in the village is also about the same as Zhou Caifu's, second only to his son, so when the village discussed, the village cadres unanimously agreed to invite him to serve as a supervisor.

Although Mo Shifu has no culture, everyone in the village knows that he is honest and honest, he is a responsible person, and everyone is willing to believe in him.

"I don't have much experience and I don't know much culture, so I'll help check the materials." Mo Shifu didn't shirk it, he was relatively idle now, and he was willing to do something for the village.

So, starting in late May, the village began to build roads vigorously, based on each community, each household had to dispatch a laborer, first measure the land to be occupied, and the village would give a subsidy for the land occupied, and then organize the villagers to fill in the soil and dig the ground first, and get the foundation out first.

Of course, when there are bumps and slopes, I still invite an excavator to help, after all, sometimes manpower can not do things, and machinery can be completed.

When the villagers participated in the foundation repair, the village also contacted various materials, and organized villager representatives to participate in price negotiations, and negotiated various materials at normal prices, such as steel bars, gravel, sand, cement, white ash, etc.

When Mo Shifu was young, he worked on the construction site for several years, and he participated in the selection of materials, along with several other villager representatives in the village.

"The materials we selected are the best, such as the steel and cement markings, which are used to build roads, to ensure that there will be no problems in the future." When Mo Changfeng returned to the village, his father proudly said to him.

"Dad, you should also pay attention, the weather is starting to get hot, turn on the air conditioner when you get home, don't be reluctant to give up that electricity." Mo Changfeng told him.

"It's not hot yet, there is a cool breeze at night, and there are a few century-old trees behind our house, but it's shady." Mo Shifu shook his head and said that he would rather shake the fan than blow the fan air conditioner.

Mo Changfeng didn't persuade much, he came back because the watermelons at home were about to ripen, and almost every household in the village planted watermelons this year, but some planted more, and some only planted a few to eat.

The Mo family planted more than 500 watermelons, all of which were used from the seeds they left last year, and each vine had at least four melons, not the kind of watermelons that weighed one or twenty catties at every turn, but seven or eight catties of melons.

Mo Changfeng estimated that this year's watermelon output would be 15,600 catties, about seven or eight tons, so he contacted Li Ting, and the supermarket would send someone to test it in two days.

The output of watermelons planted by other villagers in the village this year is also quite large, and it is expected to be more than 200 tons, so the supermarket is also willing to come down and buy it in a centralized manner, and the price needs to be determined after testing.

At the beginning of June, just when it was the monthly holiday, Li Ting came to the village again with the team of staff, and after the same testing procedure, he reached an intention to purchase the watermelons in the village.

Ordinary watermelons are purchased according to the wholesale price of 15 yuan a catty, picked and sent by the villagers, each household tentatively sets 300 catties of watermelons every day, and there will be a fresh-keeping car to collect watermelons every day.

As for the watermelons in Mo Changfeng's house, they were naturally purchased at a price of forty yuan a catty, because their watermelons tasted better and contained richer nutrients.

"The village is building roads. This road really should be repaired, and the last time I heard that the transport truck was in the wrong car, I almost fell into the ditch. Li Ting saw that the road was being built in the village, and he also thought it was a good thing.

"Well, I suggested to Murakami, in the second half of this year, it is estimated that the number of people buying cars in the village will increase, and it will be really troublesome to get the wrong car at that time. However, in just a month or two, it is expected that the existing roads will be widened and the existing machine roads will be built into concrete roads before the rice harvest is harvested. Mo Changfeng said.

"When the infrastructure in your village is improved, the living conditions will be better, and then you can develop rural tourism and build some homestays, maybe you can become an Internet celebrity village?" Li Ting said with a smile.

"I estimate that the village will also become a rural tourism demonstration village in the future, after all, there is a new rice seed production base here, and it is estimated that there will be no fewer people from all over the country to visit and study.

At the same time, fruits are available in our village all year round, and recently people from the surrounding urban areas and counties have come to pick them on weekends, but there are no farmhouses to eat at present. Mo Changfeng nodded and said.

"...... Uproar"

While talking, they walked into the courtyard of the Mo family, and the two little guys were not afraid of the sun, they ran around the yard, and when they heard the voice, they ran directly to the door.

"Handsome, Shuangshuang, Auntie has come to see you." Li Ting took out a large bag of toys in her hand, all for the two little ones, she had seen the two little ones a few times before.

Shuai Shuai and Shuangshuang didn't recognize their lives, and they didn't run away when they saw the strange aunt, but looked at the toys she took out with interest, including several models of cars, ships, airplanes, and dolls and Barbie dolls.

Shuai Shuai stretched out his hand and grabbed those models, and both looked at it for a while, not interested in Barbie at all, and directly took away a doll, although the two couldn't speak, but still said a few words to Li Ting.

"Sister Li, they are still young, you don't need to sell them toys, don't waste money." Zhou Wanrong came over and took her hand and said, the two are the same age, but Li Ting is a little older, so the sisters are commensurate.