Yang Yufen went back to help continue cooking. When it was almost done, she went to wake Niannian up.
At the dinner table, the brigade leader talked about this year's harvest.
"This year's harvest is pretty good, thanks to favorable weather. It's just that none of the young people in the village want to stay at home anymore. They all want to go out and work, saying they can earn a hundred yuan a month outside, which is better than farming at home."
The captain sighed. He knew his own children were also having the same idea, but he had been keeping it to himself. Now that Yang Yufen and the others had returned from Beijing, the captain wanted to hear their opinions.
“It’s good for young people to go out and explore. Things are really different now than before. Maybe they’ll broaden their horizons and come back to help the whole village get rich.”
Yang Yufen thought this was a good thing.
“I’m not worried that these children will be deceived, since they live so far away from home and their families will be worried.”
"Uncle, I remember that most people in our village know a little bit about civil engineering. Actually, it's okay if you don't. We farmers are strong and can endure hardship. I do know some jobs that require people to build houses."
Shen Xianjun suddenly spoke up, and Yang Yufen turned her gaze to him.
“With the country’s development and construction, we are building infrastructure, paving roads, building bridges and houses. Our village can select someone to be a foreman and then take young people who want to work to the construction site to find jobs. I can help make connections first.”
Shen Xianjun smiled at Yang Yufen.
Yang Yufen paused for a moment, her face expressionless, but she calmed down and listened to her son talking to the brigade leader.
"Mom, I'll take Niannian to make a phone call to the brigade leader. You've had a long day, so you should rest and don't worry about us."
"Um."
Yang Yufen nodded.
Shen Xianjun led Qin Nian and followed the captain toward the brigade office.
“Xianjun, it’s good that you’re willing to help our villagers, but if it puts you in a difficult position, don’t be shy. Just now at the dinner table, I was just saying something…”
The captain felt a breeze, and his mind became clearer.
"Uncle, I certainly can't say something I can't promise, and I didn't use any special privileges. It's just a very ordinary matter, so please don't worry."
The work was real; infrastructure projects needed hardworking and resilient people. It was just that the location was far away, and the villagers didn't have any information about it. Shen Xianjun happened to know about it and had connections, so of course he was willing to help.
A phone call was made, and a positive response was received, with details even outlining the salary and benefits. The team leader listened from the side, unable to hold back his tears.
"Great, that's wonderful, Xianjun. I don't know how to thank you on behalf of the villagers."
"Uncle, don't cry. When I was a kid, I would climb your persimmon tree to steal fruit, and you always turned a blind eye. I remember it all. Write down the phone number so that Brother Hongjun can call directly. I'm afraid I might not have time to talk to Brother Hongjun and the others."
Shen Xianjun tore off the phone number and gave it to the captain.
"It's a pity that it's not the season for persimmons to ripen. You go about your business. So many grown men are going out, and they even have food and lodging provided. If they can't find a place to stay, then they might as well give up and live a disgrace."
"Uncle, I'll take Niannian for a walk around. You can go back now."
"Okay, okay, I'll have to go door to door and ask."
The team leader left excitedly. He wasn't afraid of the busy farming season because all the old guys were still at home, with their families. With everyone working together, the fields wouldn't be neglected.
Shen Xianjun led Qin Nian around the village, first going to the old house.
“A few years ago, a big flood soaked my house, and I was unable to come back to see it. I didn’t expect that the villagers would help rebuild it. But there shouldn’t be anything inside. What I did expect was that the jujube tree at the door was still there.”
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