Chapter 500 Grandpa Ning’s House
The village chief was even more shocked when he learned that Ning Jing also wanted to build a road through the village.
At the same time, I sighed that Ning Jing is such a good child, just like Ning Weiguo, affectionate and righteous.
Ning Weiguo was the first name Ning Jing heard. This was her father's name. Ning Jing had no impression of this father. This name was like a taboo in the family.
Every time grandma and mom talked about it, their eyes would turn red, and my elder and second brothers would remain silent.
The village chief didn't know what Ning Jing was thinking. After getting Ning Jing's promise, he quickly discussed it with the village cadres and also told the villagers about it.
Dachuanzi saw that the village chief didn't want his hoe anymore and just threw it here. The village chief couldn't be called back and shook his head helplessly.
Help the village chief put away the hoe.
The village chief is very efficient. Originally, the villagers were very disgusted when the village chief asked them to give up their work in the fields and come to the meeting, but now they don’t object at all.
Since the household contract responsibility system was implemented last year, they have increasingly felt the importance of transportation.
The family has some money, so naturally they want their children to go to school. It would be best if a school could be built in their village.
The village chief made some emotional speeches, and when the villagers were moved, he said, "Well, we can't just let the Ning family do the work. Although we don't have money, we all have the strength. When the time comes, we will all contribute."
"Village Chief, we don't have anything else but great strength!"
"Village chief, leave the heavy work to us!"
Several other aunts also said, "Village Chief, we will cook when the time comes."
The village chief looked at the enthusiastic villagers and felt that his goal had been achieved, so he adjourned the meeting.
After Ning Jing and her friends returned home, many villagers knocked on the door. Some brought pickled vegetables, some brought eggs, and of course some brought fresh wild vegetables.
Although they are not worth much, they are their token of appreciation.
After seeing Ning Jing, I praised her for being so amazing and smart.
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What on earth happened? When did his family become so popular?
Grandma Ning smiled and said, "Of course I know Jingjing is going to build a school and repair roads for our village. The villagers are all thanking you."
Grandma Ning sighed again and said, "Good boy, these things are the kind words of the villagers. We in Baoshan Village are grateful."
The villagers quickly finished their spring planting, and Ningjing also asked Dachuanzi to contact the construction materials.
After Wang Dahui learned about Ning Jing's actions, he felt that his apprentice was not only talented, but also had good intentions.
There are many talented people, but there are fewer people who are both talented and kind.
Such people are often more likely to succeed, and luck always favors those who are kind.
Ningjing and the others were about to leave soon because they had to go back to Kyoto to prepare for the ceremony of the Mathematics Award for the Foreign Oris on May 19th.
When Grandpa Ning saw his house in Baoshan Village, he didn't want to leave. It was really nice. It was not much, with only a dozen rooms, and there were some relatively affordable things planted inside, such as pomegranates, persimmon trees, and grape racks.
Grandpa Ning felt that the most beautiful part was the pavilion with grape trellises that could be seen as soon as one entered the door, and the most eye-catching part was the pillars with carved beams and painted rafters.
It's like the finishing touch, instantly elevating the small courtyard.
From a small farmyard, it has become?
Grandpa Ning is a rough man, and I can’t think of any words to express it, but it makes people feel more comfortable and relaxed just by looking at it.
(End of this chapter)
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