Wei Mo, standing to the side, seemed to have noticed what his grandfather was worried about. He then slowly spoke up,
“Grandpa, Grandpa, no, let Uncle Dazhuang take the villagers to the riverbank, use an oxcart to haul some sand, and pile it up every ten meters along both sides of the road.”
"Let the grandpas and grandmas level the road with sand. That would be easier and less strenuous."
"We could even build a few pavilions along both sides of the road so they can rest properly. And there's no one supervising the construction."
“When no one is around, they can rest without anyone noticing. I think it’s a pretty good thing.”
"After we get home, we'll go to the cowshed and talk to the grandpas and grandmas about it. Okay?"
Wei Mo was also worried about being reported by others, because that's just how things are these days.
We should be a little nicer to the elderly, because if someone exaggerates the story and spreads it around, it will not only cause trouble for us.
Those elderly people might be taken away for public criticism and struggle sessions. They've been strong-willed their whole lives, and Wei Mo doesn't want them to experience such unfair treatment again.
The old man was somewhat tempted by what he heard. He nodded and spoke to Wei Mo, who was standing beside him.
“Alright, Wei Mo, let’s go back now and head straight to the cowshed. We can return the oxcart on the way and talk to them about this.”
Wei Mo nodded as he watched Li Xiuxiu deliver the fish to his home time and time again.
He waved to Li Xiuxiu, who was not far away, and shouted at her at the same time.
“Aunt Xiuxiu, Grandpa and I are going to the cowshed again. We’ll be back in a bit, so don’t worry.”
After hearing Wei Mo's voice, Li Xiuxiu nodded to him. Then she gave him some instructions.
"You need to be polite, you know?"
Wei Mo wanted to solve this problem, so naturally he would show extra respect to these elderly people.
Seeing Wei Mo and the old man sitting on the oxcart slowly heading towards the cowshed, Li Xiuxiu returned home.
Wei Mo returned to the cowshed and looked at the old men in front of him. He tugged at the old man's sleeve, wanting him to speak about the matter.
After all, Wei Mo wasn't familiar with these people.
Grandpa Yu understood immediately, took Wei Mo's little hand, and walked over to Old Qian and Grandma Sun who were standing to the side.
At the same time, he slowly spoke to the two people in front of him,
"Old Qian, Sister Sun, my grandson Wei Mo has come up with an idea and would like to ask for your opinions. Please come and listen."
After the old man finished speaking, the remaining people put down their shovels; they had been cleaning up cow dung.
Hearing the old man's words, everyone gathered over and looked at the grandfather and grandson.
Grandpa Qian looked at the two of them with a puzzled expression, and couldn't help but ask from the side,
"What's wrong, old village chief? What's the matter? Just tell us and we'll do our best to help."
Grandpa Qian looked somewhat humble, but he knew that Grandpa Yu had already taken extra care of them.
Looking at Grandpa Qian in front of him, Wei Mo felt a pang of sadness and sighed softly. Before the old man could speak, Wei Mo spoke up.
"Grandpas and Grandmas, I'd like to suggest you change your jobs. What do you think?"
Before Wei Mo could explain what his job was, the grandparents all turned their attention to him. Wei Mo continued,
"I want some of the grandparents to do the road repairs, not every day."
"I want the brigade leader to lead the villagers to pile up sand dunes on both sides of the road leading from our village to the town,"
"Then some grandpas and grandmas would see where there were potholes on the road and fill them with sand, so that no one would supervise the work."
"Moreover, they are given full work points every day, and work points are worth money now, so the grandparents don't have to suffer much. There's no one to supervise them, and they can even rest when no one is around."
"Your work points are enough for you to exchange for some grain. I wonder if you would be willing?"
The elderly people who had been sent down to the countryside were all intrigued when they heard Wei Mo's words. They knew that when they went to work, there were only two or three workers a day.
Moreover, they are quite old, and the work is particularly tiring for them. However, since they do less work, they naturally earn fewer work points.
They also had to work alongside the villagers, fearing that some malicious people might report them, so they took their work very seriously.
If it's really just about smoothing the road with sand, as Wei Mo said, then this job is far too easy.
You know, seven people are responsible for one road, and it's not a very long road, so it won't take long at all.
There's also prepared sand. If they could get full work points, the whole village would probably scramble for this job. Why should it be their turn?
They hesitated for a moment, glancing at Wei Mo. Grandma Sun, unable to contain herself, spoke up and asked,
"Xiao Wei Mo, are you sure it's okay to leave this job to us? Won't it cause you any trouble?"
"If there's really trouble, let's not go. We'll stick it out here, and we can manage."
Wei Mo smiled upon hearing Grandma Sun's words before speaking.
"Grandma Sun, don't worry, there aren't enough people in the village right now, and the oxcart has to go to the county town every day."
“If the road is bad, it will also hinder the passage of oxcarts in the village, but it may be more troublesome in winter.”
"We'll ask the village to help clear the snow from the roads; it won't just be a few elderly people like you going."
“I will talk to Uncle Dazhuang and the other villagers. Don’t worry, if you agree, leave this matter to me.”
The elderly people exchanged glances, nodded, and then expressed their gratitude.
"Thank you so much, Xiao Weimo. To be honest, I really can't do any more work in the fields now."
"I can't even earn two work points, and I'm just dragging everyone down. If it weren't for their help, I probably wouldn't be able to survive."
"Now that I have your help, I'm sure I can persevere."
Wei Mo nodded slightly as he listened to the old man's words. Only then did Old Master Yu slowly speak,
"Hey, don't be sad. Don't worry, leave this to me. I'll talk to Dazhuang."
“If that little brat dares to disagree, I won’t let him be the brigade leader. He does nothing all day long, and his contributions to the village are not as good as my grandson’s.”
"Besides, everyone is now in both the weaving group and the aquatic products team, and all the villagers owe my eldest grandson a favor, so don't worry."
“In a couple of days, you can start repairing the road. I’ll go tell Dazhuang to pile up sand and gravel on both sides of the road so it will be easier for you to repair it.”
Wei Mo and the old man chatted with several elderly people for a long time. Then the old man went to the brigade headquarters and informed Li Dazhuang to handle the matter properly.
Wei Mo walked alone towards his home.
When Wei Mo returned home, he didn't find anyone else, not even Li Xiuxiu in the yard.
Wei Mo was taken aback, then quickly ran into his house.
In front of the stove, Qian Manman was cleaning the hamsters and loaches that Li Xiuxiu and Wei Mo had just caught in a large basin.
Wei Xiaomin and Li Xiuxiu were standing to the side, and Qian Manman was explaining the steps to them while washing.
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