A box full of gold bars, some silver dollars, and three bracelets.

Jiang Tang held the gold bars in both hands, his eyes reflecting the golden light: "Si Ning, we are lucky."

"It's you, this is your yard. Congratulations, Tangtang, you are now a hidden rich man."

Jiang Tang laughed a little foolishly and shook his head, "No, no, whoever sees it gets it."

Meng Si Ning admired the gold bars and shook his head: "I don't want them. I have money. You can keep these for yourself."

"Si Ning, I've made up my mind. These things are unexpected money, so we should spend them when necessary. Let's each keep a little, and I'll use the rest to build Youcaoling Village. This can also be considered as a good deed for the old rich man."

As he spoke, Jiang Tang counted the gold bars, a total of 112, and more than 20 silver dollars.

"Let's split the remaining money, you get six and I get six. You can choose a bracelet yourself." As he said that, he grabbed another handful of silver dollars and put them in Meng Si Ning's arms.

Meng Si Ning smiled and said, "I don't want it. My family has this. My grandmother left it to me. My grandfather also has a few. I don't need this."

Jiang Tang said with a bitter face: "Si Ning, if you don't take it, I dare not take it either. If I take it, I will feel uneasy. Didn't we agree to share the hardship and happiness together?"

"You can use it to build a village."

"That wouldn't take that much. Besides, it was only because of our good fortune that we discovered these treasures."

Having said that, he threw himself into Meng Si Ning's arms without giving any room for rejection.

Meng Si Ning had no choice but to accept it, but he also took out two gold bars and a few silver dollars and gave them to her: "These are what I gave to Youcaoling Village."

"...Okay."

Before the two of them could fully enjoy the excitement of this unexpected fortune, Aunt Xiangqin's voice came from outside: "Is Secretary Jiang home?"

"Aunt Xiangqin is here."

The two of them hurried out to open the door for Aunt Xiangqin.

I saw Aunt Xiangqin and a dark-skinned man pushing a cart with a load of bricks on it.

"Come in quickly."

Aunt Xiangqin helped her husband push the cart and introduced them to the two of them: "Secretary Jiang, Reporter Meng, this is my husband, his last name is Luo, Luo Sanzhu, you can call him Uncle Zhuzi."

"Uncle Zhuzi, thank you for your help."

Luo Sanzhu is a simple and honest person who doesn't talk much.

Jiang Tang went to the kitchen and told him her idea. Meng Si Ning also drew a picture based on Jiang Tang's description.

Aunt Xiangqin said, "It's good to be knowledgeable. This picture is really good."

Meng Si Ning said, "Aunt Xiangqin, you really know how to praise people."

"Haha, I'm telling the truth. We don't even have a school in Youcaoling Village. Children have to go to Liulin Village, which is three or four miles away. Few people in our village have been to school. The oldest is Captain Luo's younger brother, who graduated from high school. The next best person is Captain Luo, who is a junior high school student."

Jiang Tang asked, "So, there's no school in Shaluo Village either?"

"No, their village is not that good either."

When Aunt Xiangqin talked about Shaluo Village, she curled her lips and there was a hint of sarcasm in her eyes.

Jiang Tang thought to herself: The feud between the two villages has seeped into every household.

This is not easy to do.

Uncle Zhuzi looked at the picture drawn by Meng Sining and understood it instantly: "This is not the southern method of forging. I have seen it in the commune."

Jiang Tang smiled and said, "Yes, I saw it at the commune too. I think it saves a lot of trouble. But I'm alone, so I don't need a big one. I can just make it smaller. I have three pots ready."

Sister Xiangqin asked in surprise, "Did Secretary Jiang go to the commune at noon?"

"..." Jiang Tang was thinking about how to cover up her lie when the loudspeaker outside suddenly rang.

Meng Si Ning and Jiang Tang were both stunned.

Aunt Xiangqin said hurriedly, "This is the sound of people going to work at noon."

Jiang Tang said hurriedly: "Oh, I have an appointment with Captain Luo this afternoon, I have to go over there."

"Go ahead, go ahead. Your uncle and I are here. Don't worry."

"Aunt Xiangqin, did I delay you and Uncle Zhuzi from going to work today?"

Aunt Xiangqin chuckled, "There are many people in our village but little land. We've just finished the summer harvest, and now we're spreading fertilizer and loosening the soil. We have more people than we need. You've done a great service to our village. The team leader said we'll help you build the stove this afternoon. That's our job, and we'll pay you a centimeter."

Jiang Tang suddenly felt a little embarrassed. However, she also considered a problem.

With so many people and so little land, wouldn’t that mean a lot of work is wasted?

Meng Si Ning said, "You go ahead, I'll help you look after it at home." Then, she handed her military water bottle, which contained the mineral water she bought from the mall.

Jiang Tang nodded, put on his straw hat and went to find Captain Luo.

In the morning, the fertilizer has been spread on the land at the village entrance, and the team leader will make arrangements for the land in the back mountain in the afternoon.

Jiang Tang followed Captain Luo and met the old village secretary, who was already in his sixties and would be retiring in another year. He didn't take care of things on weekdays, and Captain Luo was the only one who took care of things.

Captain Luo also introduced her to several team leaders in the village.

"Most of our land on the mountainside is surrounded by sparse bamboo fences to keep out wild boars, but we can't keep out weeds. We can't remove all the weeds every year. These weeds affect our yields."

Jiangtang looked around all the way and found that the land at the foot of the mountain was fine, but the land on the hillside was lined with small saplings and various green plants.

Although it is relatively low, it has many branches: "Captain Luo, if we dig up these small trees on the hillside, can we still plant crops?"

"It's a shame to dig up these tea trees. We've had to dig some up before, but it will affect the solidification of the hillside and cause soil erosion, which is not good either."

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