Thanks to the previous policy of collective ownership of everything.
Villagers can cut some dead branches from the nearby mountains for firewood, but trees larger than a certain diameter are not allowed to be cut down at will.
You have to apply to the village and exchange it for money and work points.
Over the years, the mountains near the village are now covered with tall trees and dense forests.
Nowadays, when villagers build houses, they slowly collect materials, starting with a few bricks today and a few trees tomorrow.
When children get married, they have to save up wood to make furniture, so even in this valley surrounded by mountains, no one would complain about having too much wood to use at home.
But it all depends on the villagers' wishes.
Meng Sheng discussed it in detail with Feng Yijia before saying goodbye and going home. He also specifically talked to his family about it so that his father wouldn't blame him for not respecting him after the matter was settled.
When Meng Chenglin saw the 2,500 yuan, all his anger towards Meng Sheng disappeared.
Anyway, he has been farming for half his life, and his family’s savings at most are no more than 250 yuan.
After listening to Meng Sheng's idea of exchanging wood for manpower, he waved his hand and told him to discuss it with the village cadres.
He turned around and said to Chen Hongxing privately, "You are right, these children are more promising and capable than me.
I won’t think about it anymore. We’ll just work hard on the land and make sure they have a way out and food to eat at all times.”
His expression was both sad and proud, which made Chen Hongxing pout, but she didn't say anything else.
Meng Sheng went to see Chen Hai, whom he had not seen for long, carrying two cans of malted milk and a pack of Daqianmen cigarettes.
When Chen Hai returned home, he heard from his wife that Meng Sheng had borrowed the money from a credit union. He was a little suspicious, but he did not mention again that he wanted his daughter to go to her uncle's house to pick up her niece to stay for a while.
Seeing Meng Sheng coming to the door with gifts, his attitude was still friendly, but a little less warm than yesterday.
Meng Sheng sensed it, but didn't care at all. He hoped that the two of them would just talk about their matters and leave if nothing else.
After entering the house, he exchanged a few polite words and then directly told Feng Yijia what he had discussed.
After hearing this, Chen Hai realized that there was nothing difficult about it, so he took the things without saying anything and promised to help make this matter happen properly.
This person is quick to accept gifts and really works hard.
After seeing Meng Sheng off, he went out to find several other village cadres to discuss specific matters, and then held a meeting in the village early the next morning.
At this time, everyone in the village knew that Feng Yijia had contracted the forest.
No one expected that Feng Yijia, who had grown up living under someone else's roof and was bullied, would dare to borrow money so lavishly just as he was starting to make a good living.
Everyone didn't know what to say for a moment.
However, almost no one would be unwilling to cut down trees from the mountains for free and take them back home.
After helping to plant the mulberry trees, everyone was also interested in being able to pick mulberry leaves at will.
Mengjia Village used to have the custom of raising silkworms, but after the implementation of the collective planned economy, no one raised them anymore.
The mulberry trees originally planted gradually became dry firewood in the villagers' stoves in the 1960s and 1970s. Today, there are still a few mulberry trees scattered in various corners of the village, all of which are kept to bear mulberries for children as snacks.
Now that the income from each family’s labor has returned to their own family, who wouldn’t want to have an extra source of income for the family?
In short, no matter what everyone thought, the mobilization meeting was a success.
Everyone said they would be present when work started.
The two protagonists, Feng Yijia and Meng Sheng, were already on their way to the county town.
Also traveling with them was Meng Chao, who was obsessed with money.
Before dawn, the three of them rode their bicycles out of the village.
Feng Yijia had two large bags of medicinal herbs in the back of his car, and a still-warm land contract in his cross-body green canvas bag. He was planning to sell all the herbs and then go to a credit union to get a real loan.
Anyway, the government now encourages agricultural loans, which are interest-free.
Unfortunately, the country rarely distributes welfare benefits, but most people are too conservative to ask for it.
Feng Yijia felt that it would be a waste not to take advantage of this opportunity, since she could pay it back anyway.
After taking out a loan, I will have more money on hand and can buy some suitable medicinal seeds to plant in the mountains.
Meng Chao went back home and didn't set up his stall for more than a day. He felt that he had lost more than 100 yuan. He was in a hurry to go back to the county town, maybe he could catch the night market in the evening.
Meng Sheng just came back from the county yesterday, and he followed me again today to do some business.
He had to go to the Forestry Bureau to get logging permits for both him and Feng Yijia.
When I went to talk to Chen Hai about cutting down trees yesterday, Chen Hai remembered that cutting down trees requires special care.
No one in the village had ever contracted a forest before, and everyone had forgotten about it.
He had to make another trip to the county town.
Of course, these are all excuses. More importantly, Meng Sheng wants to find an opportunity to get along with Feng Yijia.
The three of them went to the city together. Meng Chao felt that he was the eldest brother who cared about his younger brothers, so he ran far ahead all the way and did not act like an annoying light bulb.
Meng Sheng rode slowly in the middle, keeping Feng Yijia's car behind him steady, and talked to him about forests, saplings, loans, and other things that were endless.
I was secretly grateful to my elder brother and decided to go back and analyze with him the entrepreneurial trends in the next few decades.
It is said that choice is more important than hard work. As long as you stand on the right track, even a pig can fly.
His elder brother has been training for some time and is becoming more and more business-like. He is definitely smarter than a pig.
Feng Yijia listened to every word that could not be more serious. Although he felt that the behavior of the two brothers was a little strange, he did not think much about it.
The three of them went into the city and each went about their own business.
Feng Yijia sells medicinal herbs and applies for loans.
I have been to Uncle Tao's place several times and am familiar with the place. The loan officer in the credit union is worried about not being able to meet the loan targets at hand.
After seeing the contract, he stamped a few official seals, signed his name, and handed over 800 yuan in cash.
Both things went smoothly.
He was just carrying a bag of money and riding his bicycle to the guesthouse where he was staying when the accident happened.
Feng Yijia was riding carefully on the busy street when suddenly a little girl of seven or eight years old rushed out from the alley on the side of the road. One of them failed to brake in time and the other chased him like a dog. The car and the person collided with each other seemingly naturally.
The little girl was knocked to the ground, and the bicycle under Feng Yijia shook a little, but then stood steadily.
Seeing that he had hit someone, Feng Yijia was shocked. He got out of the car anxiously and helped up the girl whose eyes were red but she was trying hard not to cry. He bent down and checked her up and down to see if she was injured.
At this moment, several young and strong men walked by. One of them approached quickly from the side, bent down and stretched out his big hand like a palm-leaf fan to cover Feng Yiji's mouth and nose unexpectedly. He quickly hugged her upper body with one hand and dragged her directly into the alley on the side.
The remaining few people laughed and talked loudly to cover up the weak cries for help and struggle, while blocking the view of other people on the street.
When the group of people turned into the alley, the little girl who was knocked down, Feng Yijia, and Feng Yijia's bicycle disappeared in broad daylight and in public.
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