But two days later, Qin Laoshuan came to him again and said that five thousand folding fans had been made.

This speed is a bit amazing.

"Thank goodness you have a quick mind and thought of writing on the fan. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to do it so quickly."

"Okay, you guys just sit here and I'll go find Director Mao."

Director Mao originally gave this order to thank Qin Huai. When he heard that it was completed, he immediately expressed his intention to go to the village to get it back.

This order was not important to the supply and marketing cooperative or Director Mao, but it was of great significance to the Qin family. Therefore, as soon as the truck of the supply and marketing cooperative arrived at the village entrance, it was surrounded by enthusiastic villagers, who greeted Director Mao in various simple languages.

People who have just experienced famine all don't understand the value of money. If you have money, you don't have to borrow money from relatives and have to look at other people's ugly faces. You don't have to beg for food at other people's doorsteps during the New Year. You don't have to watch the old and young in your family so hungry that they can't walk, and you don't have to beat the wall in anger.

Thinking about the tragedy of last year, who wouldn’t be frightened?

Director Mao took the tea handed to him by the oldest man in the village and said with emotion, "Comrade Captain, Qin Huai, everyone is so enthusiastic. I didn't do anything."

Qin Huai said, "Director Mao, this is everyone's sincere thanks to you. You're welcome."

Inviting him to the community house, where the folding fans were neatly arranged, Qin Laoshuan said, "Director Mao, everything is here. Please check it."

Director Mao opened one and was surprised to see large characters on it. He looked at several more and found that most of them were poems by great men. Compared with the original flower-shaped folding fans, the visual effect was better. Director Mao said happily, "Who came up with the idea of ​​writing on them? The fans are better than I imagined."

After learning that it was Qin Huai's idea, Director Mao said, "That's great, that's great."

Qin Huai said, "These characters were all written by Teacher Qin and his colleagues from our village. They worked so hard to finish them. I just moved my mouth, but they worked the hardest. I heard that Teacher Qin couldn't even straighten his hands while writing."

Teacher Qin said: "Writing is not that tiring, as long as it can provide food for the whole village." He has the same concept as the villagers. This kind of writing and drawing is not work at all. It is nice to do it in the house without being exposed to wind and rain, and you can even drink boiled water when you are thirsty.

Qin Laoshuan said, "It's all thanks to everyone's hard work. Director Mao, is this fan okay?"

"Of course, no problem. I'll distribute some fans to Lin County when I get back. If they sell well, I might come back to you guys to make them."

When everyone heard this, they were overjoyed and said, "That's great."

After counting the goods, Director Mao took out the money and handed it to the accountant on the spot. The team leader said, "Qin Huai, the village would like to invite Director Mao to stay in the village for dinner. Can you ask him if it's okay?"

Director Mao said, "Thank you, but please don't have dinner. I have work to do when I get home."

He firmly refused to stay for dinner. Qin Huai also wanted to leave, but Qin Laoshuan disagreed and said, "Why are you in such a hurry? Wait until everyone has been paid first."

The two thousand five hundred yuan was divided very evenly. At the beginning, Qin Laoshuan contracted the processing to everyone according to the number of households. There were a total of 142 households that could do the work, and the money each household received was not much, only a little over seventeen yuan.

This is the reward for eight or nine days of hard work. No one will look down on this little money in the future, but at this moment, the purchasing power of this money and the meaning of the money itself are far greater than the money itself.

This is life-saving money. Apart from the reed mat last time, farmers have no chance to touch the money.

The villagers of Qinjiazhuang straightened their backs at once, especially Chunmei, as the fan was basically their credit.

Qin Laoshuan said: "If this happens, life in the village will be much better."

Qin Huai said: "It's still too little, maybe not enough for everyone to survive the winter."

Uncle Qin Laoshuan: "Money is not earned in a day. Qin Huai, you can think about the village and do more for the village in the future."

The villagers took the money and agreed. Qin Laoshuan said, "People in the neighboring village heard about this and are so envious. Qin Huai, you have done a great thing for the village."

Qin Huai said, "I'm from Qinjiazhuang too, so you don't have to be polite."

A woman named Chunmei rushed out from a distance and said, "Captain, you have to make the decision for me."

Qin Laoshuan asked, "What happened in your family again?"

Chunmei said: "My child is missing..."

Qin Laoshuan pointed at an old lady in the crowd and said, "Auntie, come out and tell me what's going on with the child."

The old lady said impatiently: "How should I know?"

Chunmei said, "How could you not know? You were the one who took the children away. They didn't come back even when you came back. Did you kill them all?"

Qin Huai's heart skipped a beat. Considering how cruel the old people of this era were, this was not impossible.

Sure enough, Qin Laoshuan seemed to understand something and pointed at the old lady and said loudly: "Qin Zhang, tell me the truth, what happened to the child?"

"I..." The old lady said with her eyelids rolling around, "That's my granddaughter. How could I be so cruel to them?"

"Stop talking nonsense and tell me where you took the child, or I won't let you go."

This matter is not that simple. I don’t know what this old lady did to the child.

"You, a hen that doesn't lay eggs, are trying to bully me, your mother-in-law, in front of outsiders today. I'm the boss of this family, and if I want to feed them to the dogs, no one can stop me."

The old lady said forcefully.

Qin Laoshuan said to a man impatiently: "Qin Hexi, you should know what your mother did to your child."

Chunmei was crying so hard that she couldn't speak. Qin Hexi was called, but he lowered his head and said nothing.

The old lady said, "Even if you are the captain, you can't meddle in my family's affairs."

Qin Huai said, "Human lives are at stake. We can't let them do this any longer."

Qin Laoshuan said, "I know. Two people, come and tie up these evil-minded mother and daughter for me."

The old lady said unconvincedly: "Why do you tie me up? I'm your own child, you can do whatever you want to me."

Qin Laoshuan no longer looked at her, but instead shouted to the militia, "Beat Qin Hexi hard! Stop when the old woman starts talking."

The sticks immediately rained down. The old lady listened to her son's screams and said angrily, "If you want to beat me, then hit me, Qin Laoshuan. If you have the guts, beat me to death. Now let my son go."

Qin Laoshuan said, "If you weren't so old, I would have beaten you up too."

After being hit a few times, Qin Hexi begged for mercy, saying, "Captain, please stop hitting me. I said..."

Qin Laoshuan waved his hand, and the old lady was about to jump over to find him, but was stopped by several militiamen.

Chunmei also stopped crying and looked at her man with sobs.

The man coughed up a mouthful of blood, wiped the blood off his face, and looked very ferocious: "I'm sorry, kid..." he said.

Chunmei got furious when she heard this and reached out to grab his face: "Qin Hexi, you killed my daughter, I will fight you..."