After returning home, Lin Anshu told her parents about what had happened that day.
Then, I went inside and fell asleep immediately.
After waking up, it was another busy afternoon.
Feeding small animals, calling people over to dig up vegetables, weighing, packing, and so on...
“An’an, I forgot to tell you at noon that after you left this morning, Party Secretary Zhang and her cousin came to see you.”
"They asked me if I needed help. I said, 'You called the police, and the police will take you to handle this matter.'"
"In addition, your uncle and your second uncle also called."
"Look, should we call them later to thank them or something?" Lin's mother said as she helped pack her food.
"Okay, Mom, I understand."
"Did you give the honey that Party Secretary Zhang and her cousin asked for?"
She had already received money from those two people, so naturally she had to give them the gifts as well.
"I've given it to her, you don't trust your mother to handle things?"
"Don't worry, Mom. Will you come with me to sell vegetables again this afternoon?"
"become!"
After packing all these items, Lin Anshu also brought along the honey orders from Tao Tao's shop.
Along with the stuff sold to the two policemen.
Mr. Lin was clearly used to his wife and daughter going out together, leaving him alone at home.
It doesn't matter, he has a lot of things to do at home anyway.
In addition, he also needs to make time to continue reading.
In fact, he felt more and more that he had an amazing talent for bamboo weaving.
Because he had memorized every piece of knowledge about bamboo weaving that he had read.
He even came up with novel weaving ideas that allowed him to apply what he learned to other situations.
He had a vague premonition.
Once he finishes reading all seven books that An'an bought, he will become a rising star in the bamboo weaving world.
He couldn't wait to roll up his sleeves and start writing right now.
Well, luckily he's free right now. How about he draws out the rocking chair design he's come up with in his head?
Let's get right to it.
Mr. Lin found a box of white chalk at home and squatted down on the cement ground in the yard to start sketching.
He originally studied painting.
Even though I haven't touched these things for many years, I still maintain muscle memory for drawing.
In just a few minutes, the basic shape of the rocking chair was taken out.
He then drew it in detail according to the idea in his mind.
After the finished product was completed, Mr. Lin, who was standing there, stared at his painting with great satisfaction.
If someone hadn't come to visit at that moment, he would have loved to shout to the heavens on the spot, "How am I so amazing?"
The person who came to the door was Party Secretary Zhang.
"Uncle, isn't your An'an here?"
"Secretary Zhang, you're here. An'an went to the county to sell vegetables with her mother. What's up? Do you need to see her?"
"Actually, it's nothing serious. I just suddenly received some good news and wanted to tell her."
"What good news? Can I hear it?" Mr. Lin asked curiously.
"Uncle, what are you saying? Why can't we listen to you? The approval for building a road for our village has been granted by the higher authorities."
"If nothing unexpected happens, the funding should arrive by next month at the latest." Secretary Zhang's tone was lighthearted.
"What? They're going to build a road? Really? Do we have to contribute money?" Mr. Lin asked, looking surprised.
"No need. This road construction is a national project. The province will contribute part of the cost, and the national government will contribute the rest."
"No one needs to contribute any money."
"However, everyone will need to contribute and help pave the roadbed when the time comes."
"This will make it easier for the road repair workers to carry out the work later."
“Yes, that’s easy, no problem for me,” Mr. Lin immediately agreed.
It's just a little physical exertion; he's from the countryside, he has plenty of strength.
If the roads in the village could be repaired, it would be much more convenient for them to sell fruit and so on.
Moreover, fruit vendors won't stop coming to their area just because the road is bad.
That's good news, that's great!
"In addition to road repairs, streetlights will also be installed at that time."
"With streetlights, people won't be afraid of it being too dark if they go home late."
"Really? That's wonderful!" Mr. Lin was very happy.
"Uncle, don't get excited, this is just the beginning."
"Let me tell you, in the future, tap water, natural gas and all that will come through."
"We will ensure that everyone's life becomes more and more convenient."
“Our houses in the countryside are big and the air is fresh, but some of the basic living infrastructure is not up to par.”
"In addition, they couldn't earn much money, so everyone had no choice but to leave their homes and go out to work."
"Once our living conditions improve and we have a stable income-generating business, I wonder who would still be willing to leave home."
"At that time, people outside will probably envy us."
When Secretary Zhang talked about these things, he was beaming with excitement, his eyebrows dancing with joy, and his bright, dark eyes were full of anticipation and enthusiasm.
"Yes, with someone like Secretary Zhang leading us, I believe our village will definitely get better and better."
Lin's father, who was also infected, seemed to see a bright future for their village.
"Not at all, it's because the country has good policies these days. We should seize this opportunity and make good use of it."
"In addition, our village has a really good environment, with blue skies and clear water, and is a place where outstanding people and beautiful scenery abound. As long as we manage it well, it will definitely get better and better!" Secretary Zhang also encouraged us.
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