He's really giving money now, too. Yan Zixiu now feels that it is not easy to send money.

First, the infinite wealth of the Immortal Mansion came out too slowly. In the 12 palaces of Xianfu, there are still some blanks, and I don't know what treasures there are.

The second is that even if it is provided indefinitely, it cannot be given for no reason. Wouldn't it frighten people when you're on the street hula-la-la-dumping a whole bunch of corn threshers?

The third is that even if there is fate, it must be sent to be knowledgeable, and it cannot be sent out of contradictions, and it must guide people to make progress.

But this trouble can be said to be the trouble of a happy person.

Accountant Chen, who was thin and tall and wore a blue hat, stood up and handed over a bag of money: "Assistant Yan, this is the money for the one hundred and one threshers last time, and it was given to your classmates at the factory price, a total of 4,545 yuan." There was also 10,000 yuan of money for regulators, and the adjusted carrots and sweet potatoes were sold. The grass seed money this time will be given to you next time. ”

Yan Zixiu counted out 10,000 yuan and accepted it, and handed the rest to Accountant Chen, saying: "My classmate has a very good relationship with me, and he entrusted me to donate these odds and the money from the first batch of grass seeds to the Gulou Village Civilization Fund to help the poor and help students, help the sick, and reward harmony." You can elect trustworthy people to watch. Everyone applauded warmly, thinking that Assistant Yan's classmates were really good.

Township Chief Lin and Township Chief Wang were also slightly moved, and sighed that this person is different. Such a large amount of money, just give it up.

As soon as the two of them combined, the township invested 150 yuan in Gulou Village, and they could earn 3,000 yuan during the Spring Festival. What if there are fifteen village collectives in the township? By the Spring Festival, the income will not be increased by 45,000? On the way back, I had to discuss this matter with Xiao Yan quickly.

As if aware of the thoughts of the two of them, Yan Zixiu said: "The Administration attaches great importance to this pilot and has held a special meeting to study it. This tree and this grass will not be given to whoever asks for it. Instead, you have to meet the conditions, like Gulou Village, to set up a civilization fund and elect people you trust. The village's dividends are deposited into the civilization fund in proportion to ensure that they are not spent casually. If there is a phenomenon of illegal appropriation, not only will it be punished, but there will also be no share of the follow-up high-tech agricultural products. If there are family members, the old ones bully the young, the small ones bully the old, the husband and wife bully each other, ignore the children, and abandon the old people when they start a family, they will lower the scoring standards and reduce the supply of various primary products in the future. Unless you turn over a new leaf, that's a different story. ”

Township Chief Lin understood and said: "The pilot project in Gulou Village is very good, very inspiring, and can be promoted. In two days, the whole township will hold a meeting, and at that time, several principal cadres from Gulou Village will be invited to share their experiences. All villages in the township should take Gulou Village as an example and learn from Gulou Village. Another round of applause rang out. Gulou Village, an old and backward village, can be regarded as showing its face this time.

When it quieted down, Deputy Township Chief Wang asked a question: "Xiao Yan, your idea is very good. However, if someone buys grass seeds directly from the villagers, or they secretly graft the Shuiling pear tree in the future, how to prevent this kind of phenomenon? "When you hear it, it makes sense. Isn't this a mess?

Yan Zixiu smiled and said, "This can be controlled from the technical aspect. First, except for special cultures, these ordinary grasses do not bear seeds. Second, if they grow grass in private, to whom will they sell it in the future? Who will pay a pound for a pound? These grasses can only be purchased by our incense factories at a high price, and even if other incense factories do, they lack unique formulas to make tranquil incense. Just the value of the grass itself, it can't be sold for a dollar a catty. Third, we only distribute seeds and harvest grass to the village collectives, and if others want to take advantage of the loopholes, the village collectives will not let them. So in this way, from both upstream and downstream, you can ensure that those ideas are realized. Besides, we say that small money should live, and big money should be specialized. We won't control it too much for petty profits. For example, if someone wants to graft the water spirit pear tree, the grafted fruit tree will greatly reduce the quality. Of course, it will be a little better than the quality of ordinary pears. We won't be too strict about such things. In fact, when everyone has figured it out and is willing to take the road of common prosperity, equality and harmony, we will support it in the future. There is a righteous and bright way to make money, and there will be fewer and fewer people who want to make trouble. The crowd felt that this was fair and reasonable, and applauded again.

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The next morning, Yan Zixiu rode a flying pigeon bicycle and returned to his oldest hometown, Shiheji. It is said that this is the place where Shan Xiongxin fled incognito, and there are still people with a single surname. Why is it called Ten Rivers Collection? Legend has it that there were once two small rivers that crisscrossed and flowed through them.

Yan Zixiu was born here. He's here, and he has so many memories.

When I first remembered, I was running around in the yard of my hometown. Even though he was a boy, his older siblings gave him a pigtail.

Another time, the mother went to help a neighbor pick up her new daughter-in-law. He thought his mother was going to leave him, and wept after the carriage that was far away. But how can the little short legs catch up? Just as he was getting more and more hopeless, the carriage stopped, and the adults who followed him carried him into the carriage. So the fear of being abandoned has also become a knot in his subconscious.

There is a Tsubaki tree in the yard, and when I was a child, my sister still watched the Tsubaki tree sing a ballad: Tsubaki Father, Tsubaki Niang ....... The kid in the back couldn't remember.

At that time, the walnut trees in the village collective vegetable garden grew very low. He played with his friends on it, playing hide and seek blindfolded with an adult's handkerchief. It's safe, and adults are at ease.

The only thing that scared the boy Hugh was an old well not far from his home. Bluestone steps enclose the wellhead. The adults stood at the corner of the boxy well, separated their feet, put the bucket down with a thick rope, and then swung the rope from side to side, so that the bucket turned left and right to draught, and then suddenly loosened down, and with a bang, the bucket sank into the water. Then twist the rope from side to side and bring up a bucket full of water. It's a technical job. The boy Hugh stood at a distance and watched, but did not dare to go to the mouth of the well. He was only under the care of adults, and sometimes looked into the well. I saw that the wall of the well was covered with moss, wet and slippery, and the well water was very deep. If you fall, you won't survive.

The other is the machine well of the village collective. Rusty big gears, iron-red chains, the boy Hugh is respectful and away.

There is also grandpa's vegetable garden, and the shack in the vegetable garden. In the vegetable garden, it is a great pleasure to find all kinds of ripe melons. Some are called starry, and some are called big old noodles. If you're lucky, you can still find the fragrant Xiangbulangzi in the grass, which is what people call a foreign girl now. A dry and transparent outer film, inside is a yellow-green fruit. By the way, there are also sweet black beans.

This is the middle and lower reaches of the Yellow River, an alluvial plain. How many times the river has flooded, I don't know how many layers it covers.

Near the northwest corner of his hometown's house, a corner of the shipwreck was once excavated when he was digging. And in the southwest corner, an underground hole has also been dug, and there are some ancient bricks, digging back and forth, as if digging under a bridge. I don't know who walked on this bridge, and I don't know who sat on that boat.

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Shiheji is a large set, with two village committees in the east and west, Shidong and Shixi. Yan Zixiu's old house is located on East and West Streets. When he was a child, he felt that it would take a long time to get to the west entrance of the village, but now it seems that he has reached it in a few steps.

The old mansion is now occupied by the fifth uncle's family, and the fourth uncle's family is to the east, but the fourth uncle has passed away. Grandma lives in the second uncle's house in the south of the village, and when she met the fifth uncle a few days ago, she had already asked him to bring some water pears to her grandmother, so she was not in a hurry to see her.

Grandpa and grandma, in the northwest corner of the village, live with the third uncle. The second uncle lived a little further south.

When he was a child, Yan Zixiu went from the village to Shiheji to go to school. In the morning, after school, I have to go back to the village for dinner. Before going home, he often went to his grandfather's house to get a hot sweet potato to eat, and then hurried. Especially in winter, it is more difficult to walk in the cold wind, but it is very warm to have a hot sweet potato cushion to cushion the stomach.

Grandpa is very generous, because he loves Yan Zixiu's mother, so he also loves Yan Zixiu and their brothers and sisters. When I went to get the sweet potato, my grandfather asked me to take one more. Grandma is a little reluctant, sometimes a little opinion, saying "we don't have many families", but she doesn't stop it.

Yan Zixiu walked to school and walked for six years. After all, I went to my grandfather's place and ate hot sweet potatoes more than 300 times. So why did he want to buy a leather jacket for his grandfather, it was all family warmth.

The gate of grandpa's house faces west, and there is a gentle downward slope at the door, and you can see the gate on the official road.

Yan Zixiu rode down the official road and pedaled twice to reach the gate. Looking inside the gate, Grandpa and Grandma were sitting under the big elm tree peeling corn.

Oops, Yan Zixiu patted his head, he was in too much of a hurry last time, and he forgot to give his grandfather a threshing machine. He hurriedly took out one from the Immortal Mansion, pretended to carry it on a bicycle, and entered the door: "Grandpa, grandma." "The countryside only calls grandma one word.

Grandpa's name was Ci Maorong, he was in his seventies, very thin, had a goatee, and his hands were a little shaky since he was young. Grandma's surname is Cao, with a round face and a very white face.