Before long, a cartload of blue bricks followed the three to Qingxia Village.
A crowd gathered at the village entrance, resting under the trees and fanning themselves with palm-leaf fans.
The golden sunset glow shone on the large banyan tree at the entrance of the village.
The villagers were astonished when they saw the bricks being transported to Qingxia Village.
Chunxiuniang: "Such a big fuss, truckloads of bricks, are you planning to renovate the ancestral hall? Or the school?"
Chen Qingshan jumped off the oxcart.
He looked completely relaxed.
"Village head, why are you hauling so many bricks?"
Chen Qingshan chuckled and said, "These are bricks that Dazhu's family specially brought from Stone Village to build a house."
The villagers looked surprised.
Especially those few people who just said they were going to renovate Dazhu's house.
Tiger's mother and Chunxiu's mother exchanged a glance, smiled awkwardly, and then quickly and guiltily looked away.
I'm so ashamed of myself; I just said I'd renovate someone else's house.
They immediately decided to build a large brick and tile house.
Luckily, I didn't nag just now.
He talks nonsense and rambles.
Zhang Daguang had been watching the commotion on tiptoe, but after listening for a while, he realized that the other party was planning to build a large brick and tile house, while he was still renovating his thatched hut.
There's a kind of clown that I actually perceive myself to be.
Quietly slipped away from the crowd.
I've made up my mind.
I will never show off in front of the villagers again.
Crouching low, quietly...
Tiger's mother, with her sharp eyes, teased, "Da Guang, didn't you just say someone was lazy?"
Zhang Daguang seemed to be pulled by an invisible thread, frozen in place, his body stiff, waving his hands, and said seriously, "I didn't, don't talk nonsense, I didn't, that's what Boss Zhao said."
Zhao Dayou, who was enjoying his melon, was prompted and swayed slightly: "Shut up..."
Ha ha.
The atmosphere at the village entrance was lively.
Human beings do not understand each other's joys and sorrows. The rest of the people were all smiles, while Zhang Daguang and Zhao Dayou had dark red faces, like mulberries, pretending to be clay figures.
Like the Buddha in the temple, he is devoid of worldly emotions.
It's perfect timing since there are so many people.
Chen Gui stood on a rock under the big banyan tree at the entrance of the village.
He said in a deep voice, "Since everyone is here, I have an announcement to make. Brother Xian saved everyone's summer harvest, so I have decided to award ten acres of wasteland at the southernmost part of the village to Chen Xian's family free of charge."
Wow!
"Who has an opinion? Who objects?" He looked up and surveyed the crowd.
Scanning the entire room.
The villagers whispered among themselves.
Tiger's mother chuckled and said, "We have no objections. If Da Zhu's father hadn't reminded us, a lot of this year's wheat would have been ruined by locusts. When I visited relatives in the neighboring Red Leaf Village, I heard that many farmers in Red Leaf Village had their crops ruined because they didn't harvest their grain in advance. I don't know how they are going to survive."
The villagers became somewhat sorrowful at the end.
Although the two villages occasionally clashed over water issues, they were both farmers and peasants who shared the same feelings when faced with natural disasters.
"Yeah yeah."
Someone echoed this sentiment.
Chen Gui glanced at Mr. Zhou, who was standing in the distance.
He said loudly, "While everyone is here, let's sign the contract with Brother Xian tomorrow regarding the matter of sponsoring the children's education. Consider it a Chen family student loan. Let me reiterate, and let me say this bluntly: the tuition must be paid off within three to five years, at the latest by the fifth year! Otherwise, we will be expelled from Qingxia Village. There has never been such a thing as interest-free education for children in the entire Lushan County!"
"Thanks, Brother Xian!"
Everyone nodded.
That's how it should be.
Chen Qingshan suddenly clapped his hands. He felt that the villagers were in high spirits and didn't they need something to calm them down?
As if possessed, I clapped my hands.
Seeing that he was alive and well, the villagers clapped their hands in response.
Mr. Zhou frowned when he saw the villagers taking pictures. He wondered if it would be inappropriate for him not to join them.
A burst of applause erupted under the banyan tree.
Chen Gui, a man with a strikingly dark and reddish-brown face, was also caught up in the lively applause.
He said something out of nowhere.
"Everyone's in good spirits, so I'll just say a couple more points, briefly..."
This conversation, brief and to the point, continued until evening.
A single lamp flickered dimly.
Chen Xian took one hundred taels of silver and went to Mr. Zhou's house with Su Wenxuan.
"Mr. Zhou, this is the tuition fee for all the children in the village. This is all we have for now. If it's not enough, I will give you more later."
Mr. Zhou was somewhat stunned.
Hesitating, should I really accept this money?
He chuckled and said, "This is the first time I've seen someone like Brother Chen. He's paying for other children's education in advance. To put it bluntly, in chaotic times, this would be considered winning people's hearts. Winning people's hearts is a very ambitious scheme."
Everyone chuckled and made light of it.
Chen Xian did not deliberately correct Mr. Zhou's form of address, as he was younger than Mr. Zhou, and he gave Mr. Zhou a deep look.
Mr. Zhou's impression of himself seems to be different from that of other farmers?
Chen Xian chuckled, “Since ancient times, it has been a matter of self-discipline and self-cultivation when studying. Zigong redeemed people from Lu from the feudal lords, but he did not refuse the money. Confucius said: ‘Zigong has recently stopped redeeming people from Lu. If he takes the money, it will not harm his conduct. If he does not take the money, he will not redeem people again.’”
That's all there is to it.
Mr. Zhou's brow twitched slightly, and he asked with a hint of doubt, "Brother Chen, it seems you've read some books?"
Chen Xian: "I only studied at the academy for a year and a half."
I see.
No wonder, this person in front of me is clearly a farmer, but he does things in a way that is completely different from ordinary men who work in the fields and are worn down by life!
Mr. Zhou nodded in agreement, admitting that, under certain circumstances, he had to acknowledge both breadth of vision and strategic thinking.
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