It's used to ferment with wheat bran, cornmeal, or rice bran, and then used as feed. If no one else wants it, sell it to me; I'll buy it for my pigs.
"This farm is so big, and the piglets are growing so fast. The first batch of feed is almost gone. If our village has any, I'll hold off on buying it for now. What do you think?"
As Chen Yifei said this, the village secretary pulled Yang Ying over to identify him.
I heard it too.
The village party secretary spoke first: "Great! Xiaofei, your abilities are getting stronger and stronger. Do you know how to do it? As long as you can make use of all this wheat, the whole village will help you. It won't cost you anything; I'll mobilize them."
Chen Jianguo knew the village secretary supported him, but after all, he was his son. He felt compelled to be modest: "Brother, don't be so quick to support him. What if this kid proves unreliable? Just because I'm the village head doesn't mean I can't help you..."
Before Chen Jianguo could finish speaking, the village secretary interrupted, "I'll make the decision, I'll say it! If you're the father, you can stay out of it. Anyway, Xiaofei has only done good things."
“I trust this child.”
"We even brought this teacher back today. Teacher Yang Ying is from a big city, and she speaks highly of Xiao Fei. If Xiao Fei weren't married, I would have liked to introduce Teacher Yang to him. You know, if he were to marry into the brigade leader's family, life would be a bit easier."
At this point, Chen Yifei quickly waved his hand and took his wife's hand.
Chen Jianguo also said, "My daughter-in-law is great, we are all very satisfied."
The village party secretary laughed and said, "Just kidding!"
Yang Ying looked He Runqing up and down. He was gentle and kind, and they looked very well-matched.
Yang Ying had always thought she was quite pretty, but now that she saw He Runqing, she realized what it meant to be outshone by others.
She's so beautiful.
How did someone like that end up marrying into a rural family?
She looks like a wealthy young lady.
In this day and age, it's quite obvious whether people are raised with wealth or poverty.
Yang Ying kept looking at He Runqing. When He Runqing met her gaze, he simply smiled and nodded as a greeting.
She's both beautiful and elegant.
Yang Ying sighed. When did she become like this? She was clearly a progressive intellectual.
What does someone else's wife have to do with me?
I made a self-deprecating remark and tried hard to control my thoughts from thinking about it.
Because everyone was busy and tired today, and with a new teacher arriving, we all went to eat together at the square where we usually hold village meetings, which is now our "classroom".
The meal was prepared jointly by Chen Yifei's family and the village party secretary's family.
He Runqing, Zhang Cuizhi, and the Chen Xue sisters, along with seven or eight girls from the village secretary's family, helped with the task.
They did manage to cook a lot of food, but there wasn't enough rice, so they made porridge instead.
In addition to that, there was corn rice, and I also steamed a lot of cornbread.
Yang Ying stood at the doorway, somewhat stunned: "Is this the classroom?"
She had considered that the students' learning environment might be poor, but she hadn't imagined it would be this bad.
Chen Yifei brought in the liquor and happened to hear her mutter to herself, "Yes, this is already the best condition in the village."
"So, Ms. Yang Ying, it's very tough here."
"You still need to be mentally prepared. If you feel you can't adapt, then hurry up..."
Before Chen Yifei could finish speaking, Yang Ying said, "I'm not leaving. I've decided to come, and I will stick with it. I just feel that these children have it tough."
"Aren't there many people who still don't have access to education?"
"Yes, most of the children don't go to school. Those who are better off go to the commune to study."
Chen Yifei had previously studied at the commune.
“I understand. Teaching and nurturing students is my mission.” She took a deep breath, somewhat disappointed. “I chose to be a teacher, so it’s normal for me to be assigned to any place.”
"Don't you like being a teacher?" Chen Yifei asked.
"Hmm... to be honest, I don't know what I like. My score is high enough to get into a teacher's college, so I'll become a teacher. A better option for them would be a cotton mill school, where they could go to a textile factory—it's all related to their major, except they wouldn't be teachers..."
She knew she had said too much, so she quickly covered her mouth and said, "I'm sorry, I just really dislike the person I chose before."
Chen Yifei didn't criticize or anything like that; it's perfectly normal for everyone to do things for their own benefit.
"If you don't like something, find something you like and keep working hard at it."
There's no need to force yourself to like anything.
“I didn’t…” Yang Ying didn’t know how to explain this mentality: “I still quite like being a teacher now, it’s just that before… I kind of hated that hesitant version of myself.”
"Comrade Chen Yifei, don't you ever dislike your former self?"
Yang Ying was a little curious.
"No. It is because of mistakes and setbacks that we have the present and are able to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages in the future."
"There are definitely regrets, but for me, everything is an experience."
He doesn't hate his past self, because it was through those experiences that he became the Chen Yifei he is today.
All I can say is that everything is the result of accumulation.
"You...you are truly wise. I feel like I understand things much better now. I will definitely seek your advice more often in the future." Her admiration for Chen Yifei grew even stronger.
Although he was a teacher, he really couldn't compare to Chen Yifei's magnanimity.
I've never seen a man so intelligent, mature, and reserved...
At this point, Chen Yifei smiled and said, "My own mindset isn't that great. But my wife has a lot of profound wisdom to her."
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