After mumbling a lot, Meng Sheng said, "Can that be considered breaking the law?
In the future, it can only be called human relations and worldly wisdom!
People like my dad who don't understand the ways of the world, I'm not saying, won't even get easy work if they go out and work hard!"
Feng Yijia, who was reborn, had to buy his junior high school diploma.
She felt that she had no ability to change anything, whether it was breaking the law or social conventions, so she didn't care.
After listening to Meng Sheng's ramblings, he was silent for a while, as if thinking about something. Then he asked, "I want to rent out the forest behind to plant trees and herbs. What do you think is the best way to deal with this social world?"
Meng Sheng doubted his ears: "What did you say?
Do you want to contract the village forest?"
Feng Yijia nodded in confirmation.
Meng Sheng stretched out his hand and scratched his hair, and asked helplessly: "Why did you think of contracting the forest?
This thing is difficult to manage, requires a large investment, and no results will be seen in a short period of time.
Isn't it better to do something now that's less stressful and more profitable than contracting forests? "
Feng Yijia explained: “I know all this.
Contracting forests is not for making money.
Just tell me who to give gifts to and how much to give.
I want to get the land as soon as possible.
Several village cadres did not run away, so they must be sent.
What about those in the township and the Forestry Bureau?
Does it involve other departments?
If some people gave gifts and some didn’t, and they offended others, they might get harassed later?
There is also the question of how much each person should give.
If you don't have enough, people will look down on you. If you have too much, your appetite will grow and it will be difficult to satisfy you later. We can't generalize.
There are many details in it.”
Giving gifts is a science, which she learned from TV dramas when she was a ghost.
Meng Sheng ignored the long string of words that followed, still stubbornly entangled in the previous topic: "If it's not for making money, then you leased the forest to plant trees, save the earth, and do good deeds?
Some time ago, when I tried to buy a house in the county, I said I didn’t have the money. I said…”
Halfway through her words, a light bulb went off in her head, and Meng Sheng suddenly understood why she wanted to contract the forest here.
He stared at the man and confirmed, "Are you here for Uncle Youcai?"
Feng Yijia nodded, staring at the locust tree where the copper coins were buried, and said, “Well, my father can’t go to crowded places.
Then we will have to stay here for a long time in the future.
I was thinking about planting more trees that are beneficial to the soul to see if that can help him recover faster.
So I decided to try to contract the hill behind the house first."
Meng Sheng looked at the room at the back which was beginning to darken, but did not see Feng Youcai, so he guessed that he was still sleeping.
I swallowed all the words of objection I had intended.
Then he said, "I don't know the details of this matter. I'll ask someone and tell you later.
But now the village should be looking for someone to lease the land, so it’s not that troublesome.”
After saying this, he didn't stay any longer and quickly returned home.
It was getting dark, and Chen Hongxing and Meng Chenglin were both fetching water to wash.
Meng Sheng slipped back to his room with a gloomy face and lay on the bed. He did not feel the joy he had felt after meeting Feng Yijia in the past. Instead, he felt a little irritated.
The original plan was to wait for a while, until the past events faded and Feng Yijia's image improved, to make his feelings clear to his father, and then confront Feng Yijia and find a way to marry her home.
From then on, the two of them went to live outside, away from the rumors and strange looks in the village, and lived their own lives quietly.
Unexpectedly, the plan was aborted before it officially started.
It goes without saying that Feng Yijia would never be separated from her father.
Meng Sheng stared at the roof with lifeless eyes for a long time, his mind full of thoughts. After a long time, he let out a long breath.
He made a decision: there will always be a way when you reach the mountain, and the boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge. He will just go on and see. At worst, he will stay in the village and be ostracized and criticized by others. He doesn't live by the feelings of others.
Anyway, I never thought of giving up.
After making the decision, Meng Sheng quickly revised his plan.
The opportunity to please your future father-in-law is right before your eyes, and you can't let it slip away.
When it comes to contracting a forest to plant trees, you must have your own share.
Feng Yijia didn't know that Meng Sheng was worried sick about their future which was still uncertain.
Are you at home calculating whether the money you have is enough to go down the mountain?
If it is not enough, we should choose which medicinal herbs to collect in the mountains to quickly raise enough money.
The next morning, Feng Yijia carried a backpack and a medicine hoe and went up the mountain to the place he had chosen earlier.
Meng Sheng went to Chen Hai's house to ask about the forest contracting.
A few years ago, when the fields were being replanted, the village called on villagers to pay money to contract the nearby forests.
But no one wanted to.
The mountain is there, and whether it is contracted or not will not prevent people from collecting firewood and picking mushrooms.
It's rare to find two people who are interested, but I don't have the spare money to afford the contract.
After a few years, no one mentioned this matter again.
Chen Hai had just become the village chief and was worried about the village finances which were so poor that they were only left with double-digit funds.
When he heard Meng Sheng say that he wanted to contract the forest, he was so happy that he couldn't help but show his teeth.
Pour some tea and ask people to sit down and talk.
Currently, in order to contract collectively owned forest land, in addition to applying to the county forestry department, one must also pay a contract fee of about seven yuan per mu per year.
Seven yuan per mu of land, so a random mountain must have dozens or even hundreds of mu of land?
The amount of money paid every year is not a small number. Even if the last part is handed over, the village can still keep a lot of money.
Then there are a lot of things to do and a lot of opportunities to put money in your own pocket.
After confirming that Meng Sheng really wanted to contract the forest and collecting a contract fee of 500 yuan, Chen Hai looked at Meng Sheng as if he were the God of Wealth, with a gleam in his fox eyes.
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