Seeing Qin Huai take out so much money, Qin Laoshuan was shocked and said, "Qin Huai, you are being ridiculous! How can we afford to give so much pork to them? Return the money to them quickly, or how are we going to explain ourselves to them?"
Qin Huai stuffed the money into his hand and said, "Uncle, just take it and relax. This is the money from selling pigs and sheep. I originally estimated that our pigs and sheep could be sold for around 7,000. I sold them to the textile factory, but they didn't take money but cloth in exchange. The textile factory gave me half the price for the cloth. I sold the cloth so I had extra money."
Qin Laoshuan and others were stunned. They didn't expect that Qin Huai had done so much for the village in such a short time. Moreover, if Qin Huai didn't tell anyone about the money, no one would know about it, but he gave it all to the village.
Even the accountant didn't dare to take the money and said, "Qin Huai, this money is hot to hold. The textile factory might come to trouble you. Sooner or later, you have to pay it back. You are doing them a favor. The Fang family gave it to you out of respect for your mother. The village can't take this money."
It is harder for old farmers to make money than to eat shit, but Qin Huai doubled his money after just a few transactions. People are really different.
Qin Huai said, "Don't worry. These days, there's a saying about pork and beef being overpriced. It's not uncommon for government agencies to buy meat at a premium. Besides, even if you find me, I have a way to settle the account. Besides, the money isn't for us personally, it's for the village, so there's no need to be so particular."
Qin Laoshuan and the accountant still didn't dare to take it.
Old Man Qin couldn't help but say, "Laoshuan, Zongming, it's not the time now. Just listen to Qin Huai and take it with peace of mind. Since Qin Huai gave it to the village, he will be able to solve this problem in the future. The village is seriously short of money. Qin Huai grew up in the village, so it's only right for him to do something for the village. Just take it."
The old man used to be an invisible figure in the village, and his status was not as good as that of Mr. Qin Si, the breeder who was entrusted with important tasks. Qin Huai's noble character made him proud and made him feel honored.
Moreover, Qin Huai has a father who is a high-ranking official, and his mother's family is also wealthy. Secretly, he wants to use this money to improve Qin Huai's status in the village.
"My grandfather is right. We were originally worried that the money for pigs and sheep was too little to buy much food. People are prone to disease No. 2 if they only eat sweet potatoes. We need to use this money to buy some real food so that we can survive the winter. As for the rest, you can give it to me later. Let's get through this difficult time first."
Qin Laoshuan said seriously: "Qin Huai, on behalf of all 625 villagers in the village, thank you." As he said this, he actually stepped back and bowed seriously.
Old Man Qin complained, "Lao Shuan, you are really embarrassing him. He is still a child after all."
Qin Laoshuan said, "Uncle, seeing how much Qin Huai has done for the village, any thanks are worth it."
Tonight we are slaughtering pigs and cows. According to the rules, the village is going to hold a big dinner. When it gets dark, the square is already crowded with people. Eating meat is such a distant thing. Although the meat has to be sold, the offal and blood are also good things for the rural people.
Qin Huai saw the familiar smiling face again, and his heart inexplicably felt better.
Seeing the Xiaoyun sisters huddled in front of Sister Hong in the crowd, several people were talking about something, so she went over to call her. Sister Hong said worriedly, "Qin Huai, every family has no food this year. How long can the village canteen last? Do you think we'll have to go out begging like last year?"
The villagers were completely unaware that the production team was selling pork. Sister Hong's words represented the concerns of all the villagers. Last year, the canteen closed down shortly after it opened, and this year it closed again. Everyone in the village was terrified.
"I'm afraid this year will be even worse than last year. Last year was the first year, and we ate almost everything we had. This year the hole is even bigger, and I'm afraid it will be even more difficult."
Sister Hong was silent. Qin Huai couldn't help but ask, "Don't worry, sister. If there are any difficulties, we can find a solution together. By the way, how are Goudan and his grandmother?"
Speaking of her son, Sister Hong said without any expression, "That's just how it is. He and his grandmother can't stand each other, but they can only be together."
Her tone was extremely indifferent. What happened to Goudan last time had seriously hurt her.
The accountant came to invite Qin Huai to dinner, and Sister Hong said, "You should go quickly."
Qin Huai saw Goudan hiding in the crowd, sucking his fingers and looking at him, but he didn't dare to come over. The boy was young, but he was very smart. Although he was smart, it was a pity that he used his intelligence in the wrong place.
Qin Huai didn't stop for him.
Several women said to Sister Hong, "Qin Huai has become prosperous. When he returned to the village, the captain invited him to sit at the head table. He must have a good father."
Sister Hong complained, "Everything he has today is his own hard work. Even before his biological father acknowledged him, he had already done so much for the village. Have you forgotten?"
The women sneered and said, "That's what you say, but if his father didn't have a high-ranking official, would Qin Laoshuan really look up to him? Would Old Man Qin and those two girls be able to enjoy the good life with him?"
Sister Hong felt there was nothing to talk to such a person, so she turned and left. As soon as she left, several women started saying, "This woman is so hard-hearted that she doesn't even care about her own son."
There will never be a shortage of gossip.
Qin Huai came to the banquet and saw that the rice in his bowl was just a bowl of blood and a few pieces of offal. He did not treat everyone else specially, so he sat down calmly.
Qin Laoshuan said, "Ever since the village opened the canteen, everyone has only eaten vegetable pancakes and porridge. Today, thanks to Qin Huai, we can now eat meat."
Sitting at the table were the village's leading figures, including the village chief, the accountant, the women's director, the militia captain, and others. Everyone came to thank him, and Qin Huai responded calmly, neither humble nor arrogant.
Mr. Qin Si, who was sitting at the table below, said to Old Man Qin, "Old friend, with a grandson like Qin Huai, you will enjoy a happy life in the future."
Old Man Qin said, "This is all due to the child's own efforts. I was born with him. It's a pity that my own son is such a good-for-nothing."
The old men around him also spoke well of Qin Huai. Old Qin didn't drink a sip of wine, but he was drunk.
After the meal, they started to weigh the meat. The ten pigs did not weigh 5,000 kilograms, but only 4,200 kilograms. The two sheep weighed only 300 kilograms, and the two cows weighed only 4,200 kilograms. The total was no more than 5,560 yuan.
But Qin Huai took a full 13,800.
Qin Laoshuan asked Qin Huai in front of a group of prominent figures in the village, "Qin Huai, are you really okay with all these extra people?"
Everyone was very surprised when they heard that there was an extra 7,000 yuan.
Qin Huai said, "We may have to make up for it. When we hand it over to the textile factory later, you can negotiate the price with them. However, beef is an absolutely scarce commodity and cannot be calculated with simple money. I don't think the people at the textile factory will say anything."
Things turned out just as Qin Huai had expected. Yu Shuwei seemed to have heard someone's call before he arrived. Knowing there was a price difference of over a thousand, he waved his hand and said, "No problem. Just think of it as the textile factory supporting our peasant brothers. Workers and peasants are like one family, so no one can say anything."
The thing that these village cadres were most worried about was resolved silently, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.
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