Han Chunlei knows very well that a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.

No matter how ambitious your ambitions are, no matter how beautiful your dreams.

He had to take it one step at a time.

......

When I returned to Chaijiawu, it was almost evening, and curling smoke began to rise from the chimneys of each house.

As soon as Han Chunlei entered the house, he found that his mother was not at home, and he didn't know what to do.

Sister Han Chuntao is busy with dinner, and Han Chunfeng is doing homework in the back room.

"Brother, you're back!"

When Han Chunfeng saw Han Chunlei, he immediately threw away his homework.

"Hmm. It's back!"

Han Chunlei walked over and touched Han Chunfeng's head, and saw that he was copying the textbook, and he had already copied most of the pages, so he smiled and said, "You are only in the first grade now, and you are doing your homework like this?"

Han Chunlei has the impression that as a post-90s generation, when he was in elementary school, he already had a lot of homework to take home. When the post-00s go to elementary school, it is even worse, in addition to homework, there are various other interest classes.

It turned out that in elementary school in 1980, it was already popular: homework dolls began to grab!

"Hmm. The teacher is annoying! Coming home from school is not enjoyable. Han Chunfeng's scumbag expression on his face.

Han Chunlei smiled.

Han Chunlei proposed: "Brother, let's go play the top in a while." I sharpened a new spinning top. Okay!"

"Han Chunfeng!

Suddenly, my sister Han Chuntao rolled up her sleeves and rushed over from the kitchen with a big spoon, "I know how to play all day long, why don't you tell your brother why he copied books today?

"Uh...... Got it. ”

Han Chunfeng suddenly came to peace, obediently buried his head and picked up the pen again, and continued to copy his book.

Han Chuntao: "Big brother, don't pay attention to him." When he was in class, he secretly ate the coconut candy you brought from Shenzhen, and he ate it himself, and distributed it to his classmates. This was punished by the teacher. ”

I see, good boy, and I know how to distribute it to my classmates.

Han Chunlei touched Han Chuntao's head and asked, "Is coconut candy delicious?"

"It's delicious!" Han Chunfeng raised his head and grinned in reply, seeing his sister's eyes glaring, he hurriedly lowered his head again.

Han Chuntao looked at Han Chunlei and said, "Eldest brother, Uncle Zhan Kui came here before, saying that he was looking for you for something. Why don't you go and see? Dinner is still a little while. ”

"Okay, then I'll go check it out. ”

Han Chunlei patted Han Chunfeng on the shoulder and said, "Chunfeng, copy books well, read more now, and suffer less in the future." ”

......

When he arrived at Han Zhankui's house, Han Zhishu was sweeping the floor in the courtyard.

As soon as he saw Chunlei, he hurriedly put down the broom and let him into the house.

"Chunlei, I heard Chuntao say, are you going to Shaoxing today?"

"Yes, go see the tea plantations there. Uncle Zhan Kui, my sister said, are you looking for me?" asked Han Chunlei.

"It's about you joining the party. ”

Han Zhankui took out a piece of paper from under the tea jar, handed it over, and said, "Come, fill out this form." ”

Han Chunlei took it and looked at it: "Volunteer letter for joining the party?"

"That's right, it's the "Letter of Willingness to Join the Party". ”

Han Zhankui said loudly in an unprecedentedly solemn tone, "Comrade Han Chunlei, on behalf of the organization, I officially inform you that after filling out this "Voluntary Letter for Joining the Party", you will be able to become a glorious probationary member of the Communist Party of China after going through the examination and procedures of the organization. This is the first step in fulfilling the party membership procedure, and you must fill it out carefully. Just fill it out here, if there is anything you don't understand about the form, just ask me. ”

As he spoke, Han Zhankui took out a pen from his pocket and handed it over.

"Okay, I'll fill it in. ”

Han Chunlei took the pen and, under the guidance of Han Zhankui, conscientiously filled in the "Volunteer Letter for Joining the Party".

Seeing that Han Zhankui had put away the "Volunteer Form for Joining the Party" that he had filled out, Han Chunlei said: "Uncle Zhankui, today is also a coincidence, if you don't ask me to fill in the party volunteer form, I am also going to come to you after dinner." I have something to discuss with you. ”

Han Zhankui asked, "What's the matter?"

"I went to the Chetou Brigade of Mashan Commune in Shaoxing today. In order to make the life of the tea farmers in the village better, the secretary of their brigade let his son go to Hangzhou to work as a day worker for three years, steal the skills of roasting tea, and teach the villagers after returning to the village. This thing really touched me......"

Han Chunlei briefly introduced the deeds of Wei Yunsuo's father and son in the head of the car, and continued: "Now I am doing a tea business in Shenzhen, although the business is not big, but I do make some money. So I also want to learn from Wei Zhishu father and son and give back to the village. After all, the vast majority of the villagers in our village are still living a very hard life. You see, I'm about to join the party now, and the ideological consciousness of this party member can't keep up?"

Han Zhanshui smoked a cigarette and said with a serious face: "You continue, uncle, listen." ”

Han Chunlei: "I plan to give up part of my shares in my business to the village." ”

"What, give some of the shares to the village?"

Han Zhanshui's hand shook in shock, and the soot on his crotch fell.

Thinking that he had misheard, he asked again, "What ......do you mean by giving a part of the shares to the village?" Don't you want the village to pay a dime?"

"Yes, give it away for free, don't want a penny from the village. ”

Han Chunlei explained, "To be exact, I should want to change my office in Shenzhen into a collective enterprise in our village. I personally account for 70% of the shares, and the remaining 30% of the shares are distributed to the villagers of the whole village, and the village committee holds the shares on behalf of the villagers. Dividends are distributed at the end of each year, so that the villagers can also earn more!"

"Spring Thunder, you...... You...... Have you really figured it out? Or ...... Can you discuss it with your family first?" Han Zhankui was so shocked that he stammered.

No wonder he stuttered when he spoke.

It was really Han Chunlei's move that shocked him too much!

He did a good job in this business, and actually gave away 30% of his shares to the village.

This means that 30% of the profits will be given to the whole village!

Han Zhankui is unbelievable!

Although he didn't know how much money Han Chunlei made in Shenzhen.

However, Han Zhanshui and Lao Wu, the two people who carried tea for Han Chunlei, both made a fortune. When Han Chunlei went home for the New Year, he was like a boy who scattered money, and distributed cigarettes and sugar to every family. also paid 400 yuan to help the village install a telephone.

A few days ago, I asked myself to inquire about some bad things, and I also sent wine and electronic watches to myself with the wealth......

This kind of indication shows that the money Han Chunlei makes in Shenzhen is definitely not young and old.

He actually took the initiative to find himself today, and wanted to give 30% of the shares to the village and give back to the villagers.

This means that at the end of each year, the village can get a considerable amount of money from Han Chunlei.

Han Zhankui licked his dry lips and asked cautiously, "Chunlei, can your mother agree to this?"

Han Zhankui didn't think that Mao Yuzhen could agree to this!

If this old lady looks back and thinks that she did this by herself, she can't scratch his face with Han Zhankui?

To be honest, this is a big pie in the sky of Chaijiawu.

Han Zhankui wanted to accept it, but he was afraid of Mao Yuzhen, so he didn't dare to accept it.

His heart is turning a thousand times.

Of course, Han Chunlei knew what Han Zhankui was thinking, he smiled and said, "Uncle Zhankui, you can relax, my mother is there, I will naturally do ideological work." ”

Han Zhankui reminded carefully: "You really have to do ideological work, otherwise your mother's fierce strength will come up, and I won't be able to kill her with three of your uncles!"

"Don't worry, you can bring a piece of paper, and I can write it for you in black and white now!"

Han Chunlei stretched out his hand and said, "Aren't the newspapers saying that the first rich will lead the latter to become rich." At this time, if party members don't set an example, when will they do it?"