In the evening, several old men came down the mountain, high in spirits and with smiles on their faces.

Behind them, several young men from Wangjia Village were carrying fish baskets, with the fish inside still struggling to survive.

"Hurry! You young people, how come your legs and feet are not as good as us old men! Hurry up and roast the fish while it's still alive and fresh!"

Goudan's father and others looked hopeless.

Yes, you old men have better legs and feet than us. You went up the mountain and ordered us to catch pheasants and rabbits, and directed us to run all over the mountain. We were almost exhausted to death!

Finally, they have to go into the water to catch fish, and they have to catch the ones they like. Can eating those fish make them immortal? Haha, this is really the thinking of city people, which we rural people cannot understand.

In the evening, we had a dish of fish head in white soup and a dish of braised fish tail, one fish in two ways, which made the old men say that it was so satisfying!

"Delicious! Fresh! Tender! So delicious!"

"tasty!"

"Yeah, it's really good!"

“Even the radish topping is delicious!”

“The tofu in the fish head is also delicious! It melts in your mouth and is incredibly tender!”

Oh my! The people of Wangjia Village couldn't help but shake their heads when they saw these old men praising a home-cooked meal. There were so many delicious dishes in Wangjia Village that any single one could make them praise it for ages.

The few people who went up the mountain to fish soaked the fish juice in brown rice and gulped down three large bowls. Only then did they feel refreshed.

Spring has arrived, and the east wind blows down from the Daqing Mountains. All the peach blossoms in Wangjia Village bloom overnight.

The old man from the city slept in Wangjia Village, and when he woke up, he couldn’t believe his eyes!

"This is so beautiful! No wonder Qin Zhongyi said this place is like a fairyland!"

"It's a good thing we didn't listen to him, otherwise we would have missed this beautiful view!"

"That's right! Even though it was a bit crowded last night and you were snoring, it was worth it to be able to see such beautiful peach blossoms!"

"Who's snoring? I don't! It's Qiu Sheng! Qiu Sheng is snoring!"

"Who are you talking about! I don't snore! It's you guys who are snoring..."

As the old men were talking, they started arguing with each other, their faces turning red.

Qin Zhongyi shook his head. He knew this would happen! They would feel uncomfortable if they didn't quarrel for a day! He should think of a way to build a few more houses to separate these people!

The primary school in Wangjia Village is about to open. How about donating a sports stadium? The young people in the village love playing basketball and often compete against each other, so one basketball court seems a bit insufficient.

Why not build a basketball court, some ping-pong tables, a badminton court, and a library? Only then can the people of Wangjia Village have a richer spiritual life!

Qin Zhongyi is ready to have a good talk with some old friends and make them bleed!

When the old men of the Lin family heard that one had to make contributions to the brigade to be eligible for the use of a residential plot, they all expressed their willingness to let Qin Zhongyi take care of it.

Qin Zhongyi promised the captain that he could build a stadium, a library, and an activity center for playing cards and watching operas for the brigade!

In addition, we will invite several famous teachers to teach the children for their group study.

The captain's eyes lit up!

"Jian! Jian! Tell me where you want it, and I'll dial it for you right away!"

The brigade secretary and the accountant also nodded quickly, fearing that if they were a step late, they would miss out on such a good thing!

"Okay! Then I'll find an architect to design it, and by the way, plan the entire Wangjia Village!"

Wangjia Village began large-scale renovation and new house construction for the entire brigade.

Canned Xiantao fruits are about to be released again. With the mountain weather feeling like spring all year round, they've begun producing a variety of canned wild fruits. They don't have to worry about sales; Lin Zhidong has already established a connection with the provincial supply and marketing company, and Wangjia Village's canned wild fruits will be shipped to major cities in the province for sale.

This is because Wangjiacun Food Factory is limited by raw materials and has limited production. Otherwise, it would not be a problem to sell not only within the province, but also across the country and even overseas.

Director Hu of the Beihu Commune Brick and Tile Factory hummed a little tune and pedaled his bicycle quickly all the way to Wangjia Village.

A few years ago, Technician Li received word that the brick and tile factory was hiring an accountant. The previous accountant had retired, and according to normal procedures, the position could have been passed on to his family. However, the accountant had no sons, so he sold the position for a high price.

Technician Li was familiar with the accountant and got the news as soon as he could. He immediately bought the job and let his third brother Li Xiumin become the accountant.

Li Xiumin, a junior high school graduate, had previously helped out as a brigade accountant and had learned bookkeeping for a while. This job wasn't too difficult for him.

Not long after he entered the factory, he learned from Technician Li that Wangjia Village would need a large amount of bricks and tiles.

All kinds of materials are in short supply now, and the brick and tile factories do not have many bricks and tiles in stock.

Director Hu was skeptical, but thinking of Li Xiumin's brother's wide circle of friends and wide sources of information, he still asked the workers to burn a large number of bricks and tiles in advance.

Fortunately, he listened. By March, orders from Wangjia Village came in like snowflakes.

First, the village had a stadium, library and activity center.

Then the members built houses.

No wonder people in Wangjia Village are said to be rich, and every household builds a big tiled house!

The workers at the brick and tile factory were tired but happy. The commune brick and tile factory was a collective enterprise, responsible for its own profits and losses. In recent years, people had been preoccupied with fighting famine, so where would they find the time or energy to build houses? Business at the brick and tile factory was so bad that they didn't even receive their wages.

Now, the orders for Wangjia Village alone are scheduled to be filled until next year! Everyone at the brick and tile factory, from the factory director to the workers, is overjoyed.

Thanks to Accountant Li's well-informed and powerful connections, they were able to secure this huge order! Didn't you see the director of the brick and tile factory in the neighboring Hongqi Commune running to Wangjia Village every day?

Wangjia Village is building a library in full swing!

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