"Look, this is the donations our village received. I've recorded every single one, even the sums of a few dozen or even a dozen yuan. His son donated the most, so I've put it on a separate page for me to look for..."
The old village chief flipped through the paper for a while, then pointed to a page and said:
"Look at this."
Everyone gathered together and saw a lot of densely written words below where he pointed, all of which were "road construction, bridge construction, canal construction, pond digging". Each item had a detailed list of donations, ranging from 100,000 to 200,000 yuan to 30,000 to 50,000 yuan.
"You should have seen this bridge. If you come from the county town, you have to cross it. It was built with donations from her son. All the tarmac roads in the village were built with donations from her son."
"Have you seen the solar panels on the roofs of the houses in this village? Her son donated money for them. And the waterproofing on the roofs, which you can't see, was also done with money donated by her son."
"There are 18 ponds and weirs in the village, large and small, for raising fish and shrimp. Her son donated money to dig them. He also donated 15 million yuan in the first phase of land leveling and 25 million yuan in the second phase. This is the largest donation."
"Also, do you see those solar streetlights on the roadside? There are 50 of them in the village, and they have surveillance cameras. Even the surveillance equipment costs 150,000 yuan each. They were all donated by her son."
After saying these words, the people standing in front of him could no longer close their jaws.
The old village chief closed the account book and said, "Comrades, if you were working at a TV station, you should report more positive energy like this. You said that kid has done so much for our village, but he has always remained unknown. How sad for good people!"
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