"Captain Chen, we have dozens of acres of hillside land in our team. You can plant as many pig offal as you want."

The two remaining team leaders were arguing with each other until their faces turned red, fearing that if they spoke too slowly they would lose their chance.

"That's fine! We're all from the same village, and if we have a meeting at the commune, we'll see each other every day. I can't afford to put your faces here.

But let's be frank. It's not impossible for you to exchange the riverbed and barren hills for our pig offal, but we have to sign a contract.

If you don't follow the rules, I'll take the contract to the commune and sue you."

Seeing that several fish were caught, Chen Baiwang began to pull in the net.

"Captain Chen, we are all people of status. If we just say something, it's a done deal. There's no need to sign a contract, right?"

"Yeah! Anyway, we don't farm the riverbanks, and if you don't farm, it'll just be left there. We can't go back on our word."

When it comes to signing contracts, several team leaders instinctively resisted, feeling that signing a contract meant selling themselves out.

"That won't do. How many work points would we have to invest just to open up the wasteland? We're all farmers, so we know the answer.

What if we clear the wasteland and you don’t let me plant crops next year? Will you, the members, forgive me?”

Chen Baiwang refused to give in. Several team leaders were eyeing a set of pig offal, so although they were reluctant, they still signed the contract reluctantly.

Fortunately, Yang Baiyi still had a little conscience and instructed Chen Baiwang in advance to sign only for ten years.

Otherwise, according to Chen Baiwang's idea, he could sign a contract for a hundred years at a time. By then, all the hilltops would be planted with fruit trees, all the riverbanks would be planted with sunflowers, and future generations would never have to worry about food and drink.

“Alas~~”

The old branch secretary felt a little guilty watching from the side, wondering how he could have met these fools.

The son didn't feel bad about selling his grandfather's land, but he sold all the riverbed and barren hills as soon as he got a set of pigs.

Several team leaders each carried a set of pig offal and left happily. Chen Baiwang laughed so hard that he was out of breath in the team headquarters.

"Then you can just wait for them to come and make trouble for you."

Chen Dahe rolled his eyes at his nephew.

"Why are they picking on me? Why would I be afraid of them? I have a contract, what do I have to be afraid of?"

In the evening, Yang Baiyi and Xiao Fuxing came to the canteen to get the pig-slaughtering dishes. Except for the little girl who couldn't stay at home and followed, everyone else was waiting at home.

"Doctor Yang, all the surrounding riverbanks and barren hills have been taken by me. As you wish, the contract is for ten years."

Chen Baiwang felt a little regretful. It would have been great if he had signed for a hundred years!

"Okay, when we eat meat, we have to let others have a sip of soup as well.

We can get rich first, but we are not landlords and rich people, so we can't watch our fellow class members suffer!"

Yang Baiyi is so smart! How could he not see what Chen Baiwang is regretting?

"What Doctor Yang said is true. It's our fault for being so soft-hearted that we let them off easy."

Chen Dahe silently walked a few steps to the side, not wanting to get too close to these two shameless people.

"Doctor Yang, we sold 5,200 kilograms of meat for a total of 2,600 yuan. Did we really put all that money into the brigade's account?"

There are more than two thousand yuan, most of which are change, and the pile of them is particularly visually impactful.

“Really, paying the educated youth, repairing the school, and improving the lives of the elderly and widowed people all require a lot of money.

As long as you ensure that the money is spent where it should be spent, that's all that's fine."

Two thousand six hundred yuan, Yang Baiyi said it so lightly, as if it were two yuan and sixty cents.

"Don't worry, Doctor Yang, every penny will be used where it should be used.

If I can’t do it, when you come to Chenjiatun next time, I, Chen Baiwang, will jump off Wangtian Peak.”

Chen Baiwang promised solemnly.

In the following time, Chen Baiwang and Chen Dahe would go to Yang Baiyi's house whenever they had nothing to do, play chess with Xiao Qingyang, and drink some wine.

As time goes by, the two cherish their friendship with Xiao Qingyang.

Of course, if they both knew that Xiao Qingyang was going to be the mayor after the New Year, they might not be so comfortable.

A few young people often went to the educated youth compound. They lived together for more than two years, and it was impossible to say that there was no affection at all.

While holding Lele, Yang Baiyi secretly used his wood-related abilities to improve the little guy's physique.

Medical conditions these days are very backward. A common cold can be fatal, especially for children, and the mortality rate is still very high.

As the days passed, Yang Baiyi welcomed his third year in Chenjiatun.

During the Chinese New Year, the happiest people are always children. They don’t have to worry about buying New Year’s goods or the expenses of visiting relatives and friends. They only know that they can eat delicious food during the Chinese New Year. Families with better conditions will also have new clothes to wear.

The little girl is one year older and this year she dares to set off firecrackers and fireworks by herself.

She plays with Lele, who is dressed like a little penguin, all day long. Their figures and laughter can be seen and heard throughout the whole village.

With Dahuang protecting them closely, both Yang Baiyi and Han Fei were very relieved about the children.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Yang Baiyi opened the door early, and the members and educated youth waiting outside to pay New Year's greetings rushed in.

Yang Baiyi looked up at the sky and wondered what time these people got up.

On the first night of the New Year, Yang Baiyi's family had a reunion dinner in the educated youth compound, and the meat was of course provided by Yang Baiyi.

No one knew that this was the last Spring Festival that Yang Baiyi and Lin Wanru spent here, and they were still smiling heartily.

This is also the effect Yang Baiyi wanted, to come calmly and leave gracefully. He doesn't like the sadness of parting because he believes that there will be a day when they meet again.

After the first month of the lunar year, the temperature rose slightly, and Dong Yiming's furniture was ready and placed in the east wing.

Zhang Hui and the other four male educated youth happily moved into the three main rooms, and the right to live in the east wing was officially given to Dong Yiming.

On the day of Dong Yiming and He Yingying's wedding, although not many members came to attend the wedding, the members still made it a lively occasion.

Bringing the new bride from the west wing to the east wing was the closest wedding Yang Baiyi had ever seen.

Since neither party's parents came, Xiao Qingyang and his wife acted as the elders of both parties.

Of course, the old couple are now very wealthy, so they gave the two newlyweds a thick red envelope and sent their blessings.

Time will not stop for anything. The weather is getting warmer day by day, and the day when Yang Baiyi's family leaves is getting closer.

"Captain Han, bring your sister-in-law and children to my house for dinner tonight. I have something to tell you."

In the evening, Han Fei and his family of three arrived as scheduled.

"Bai Yi, what do you want to talk to me about?"

At the dinner table, Han Fei asked impatiently.

"Eat first, and then we'll talk after we finish eating."

Yang Baiyi was afraid that if he told it now, it would affect everyone's mood for eating.