Listening to Village Chief Guo's analysis, An Moxue thought to herself, "As expected of a village chief, he is indeed perceptive."
She calmly took out two remittance slips from her bag and handed them to Village Chief Guo, saying, "Uncle Guo, look, I want you to help me clarify that I really don't have any money, it's not that I don't want to lend it to you."
Village Chief Guo took the remittance slip, examined it carefully, and finally asked An Moxue in a hoarse voice, "Moxue, you've donated it all without keeping any for yourself. That's a thousand yuan!"
As soon as Village Chief Guo spoke, everyone in the room stopped what they were doing, pricked up their ears, and crowded around, vying to see the remittance slip.
That's a thousand yuan! What does that mean?
In the city, apprentices only earn between twelve and nineteen yuan a month, while regular employees earn only twenty or thirty yuan a month. In rural areas, it's even worse. A whole family might not even earn a hundred yuan a year after deducting food expenses. This thousand yuan was received in the morning and donated in the same morning. Does this mean that he donated the money without any hesitation after receiving it?
A real thousand yuan is more shocking than beating the Red Guards. How many people actually witnessed beating the Red Guards?
But this money is still a thousand yuan. They have a sense of the amount; that's a huge stack of bills!
The shock was so great that everyone was stunned and couldn't recover for a long time, looking at the remittance slip again and again.
At that moment, everyone had the same thought: "No wonder they are children raised by martyrs' parents. Their ideological awareness is so high, far beyond what we ordinary people can compare to. They deserve the title of outstanding educated youth. You can't argue with it. Just look at their demeanor—how many people can match them? In short—we admire them!"
"An Zhiqing, I admire your ideological awareness!"
"admire!"
“That’s really something. Even if I had that much money, I wouldn’t be willing to donate it. It’s still thanks to you, An Zhiqing.”
Everyone in the room showered her with compliments, making An Moxue feel incredibly embarrassed, and she didn't know how to retort.
Finally, the village chief stopped these people from praising him, saying, "Alright, get back to your work. Do you even want to finish today?"
Village Chief Guo's authority was not to be underestimated; everyone quickly returned to their positions and resumed their work.
After speaking to everyone, Village Chief Guo turned to An Moxue and said, "Moxue, this is simple. I'll hold an awards ceremony for you, and all the problems will be solved."
On such a cold day, An Moxue found it too troublesome. Her main goal was to clarify things and reduce her own troubles; she didn't want to show off.
"Uncle Guo, this is too much trouble. It's freezing cold, and I don't want to bother everyone. Why don't you just say it on the radio? Is that alright?"
Village Chief Guo smiled helplessly and said, "Alright! Anyway, it's your own business. As long as you don't have any objections, you can decide what to do. But this is a good thing. You can't interfere with what I say on the radio. This is also a good opportunity to give our villagers a lesson in ideology and politics."
As expected of you, you've done a truly dedicated and responsible job as village chief. Even An Moxue admires you.
Seeing that there was nothing more for her to do, An Moxue picked up the remittance slip and was about to leave when Village Chief Guo hurriedly asked, "The county's commendation meeting is the day after tomorrow. Have you prepared your speech?"
An Moxue quickly replied, "Uncle Guo, don't worry! No problem." An Moxue thought to herself, "If he says something so righteous and expert, he can't be wrong."
"Okay, once it's all ready, bring it over for me to see tomorrow."
An Moxue felt like her life was about to end!
My God, I don't have any drafts!
Alright, time to go back and finish the manuscript!
An Moxue turned and left the brigade headquarters. After she left, the village chief also took the keys and went to the broadcasting room.
Before An Moxue got home, she heard Village Chief Guo's voice coming from the loudspeaker.
"Fellow villagers, please take note. Comrade An Moxue, our village's confidante, has been working diligently and proactively since arriving in Anle Village. She has repeatedly apprehended enemy agents and criminals. This time, she even donated the 1,000 yuan compensation from the village committee. What kind of spirit is this? This is selflessness, unwavering in the face of money, and a spirit of dedication. We should all learn from her..."
Village Chief Guo broadcast the message three times over the loudspeaker.
The villagers thought the broadcast was a mistake, but it happened the second time, and it continued until the county's commendation meeting, where another title of outstanding educated youth was added.
An Moxue was incredibly popular in the village, and no one could match her. Wherever her fans went, they would praise An Moxue.
Especially the group of aunties who got along well with her, they always went out with their heads held high and chests out, looking very impressive.
Those who disliked her immediately kept their heads down, afraid to confront her for fear of being attacked.
Those who didn't get any benefit were filled with resentment and cursed An Moxue as a fool or a madwoman. But who would believe them, given that it wasn't a small amount of money involved?
The people in the town's council were just celebrating that the news of An Moxue receiving a thousand yuan had spread throughout the town when they heard that An Moxue had donated all the money. Everyone who heard it thought it was fake!
After inquiring further, it turned out to be true!
This news shocked everyone!
How is that possible?!
Everyone thought she was crazy.
An Moxue didn't know if he was crazy or not. Those thugs who heard the news and were planning to pull off a heist thought he was some kind of scoundrel who would donate a thousand yuan so easily. They thought it was fake!
An Moxue's story spread because of this thousand yuan. It started in Ankou Town and gradually spread to the county. After the county's commendation meeting, An Moxue's story spread throughout Anping County. The county leaders also learned about her donation and were preparing to apply to the province for a model worker award. The cabinet committee, which wanted to take action against her, was furious but helpless and felt extremely frustrated.
Just as An Moxue was relieved to have resolved her worries about the 1,000 yuan, a new trouble arose: could anyone tell her why the aunties and uncles in the village visited each other so early?
She had just gotten up, ready to practice martial arts, when this enthusiastic auntie started shouting incessantly outside the door. You couldn't ignore her, because the neighbor auntie next door had also joined the shouting army.
An Moxue had no choice but to open the door and stand there chatting with the two of them, the conversation revolving around An Moxue.
"An Zhiqing, you're amazing! You donated a thousand yuan just like that. I've never seen so much money in my life!"
An Moxue really didn't want to waste time arguing with her, mainly because she didn't even recognize who this person was. So she continued, "I only met her after my parents sacrificed their lives. This is the compensation money for my parents' sacrifice. Those inhuman bastards on the cabinet committee even stole this money. They are truly despicable."
"Oh dear, that's really not good."
"What brings you here, Auntie? So early!"
"It's nothing! I just wanted to chat with you."
“That aunt is so lucky. Unlike me, I’ll go hungry if I don’t work. I wish I could split my day in half. I have no free time. Since you’re alright, I won’t keep you company. I have to go back to practice martial arts. It’s a family motto that I never forget.” After saying that, she turned and went into the yard.
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