After lunch, Xiao Jiu drove directly to the brigade headquarters to pick up the donated supplies.
She was also glad that she had left Zhengzhou quietly this time and had not taken any public transportation, otherwise they would have found out immediately.
Therefore, her supervision has not yet been synchronized.
After unloading the goods, Xiao Jiu drove away.
In fact, it was also to hide the car. As for the promised donation of tables, chairs, benches, and a library, that can wait until the primary school is completed.
By the time I rode my bicycle home in the evening, the village was mostly quiet.
Their village already has electricity, but the villagers are used to saving electricity and never turn on the lights unless absolutely necessary.
So I eat before dark, and after dark I only go out for a walk in the summer, otherwise I don't go out unless necessary.
Every household has a yard, and even activities are usually held in their own yards, mainly because it's too dark to see the road clearly.
Young people are tired after a long day and just want to go to bed early. However, this is unsafe for children and the elderly, and over time it becomes a habit.
Her parents were still awake and waiting for her, so they quickly opened the door for her when they heard her voice.
Her mother served her corn porridge, and her father brought her scallion pancakes and a plate of her favorite hot and sour shredded potatoes.
Xiao Jiu slept outside for most of the day and when she came back, she was filled with guilt when she saw that her parents still had to work hard for her.
"Stop busying yourself. I brought back some braised beef. Parents, you should have some too. I braised it myself."
"How was your day?" She stewed the beef before taking her afternoon nap, and it was very tender.
When Father saw there was beef, he immediately told Mother to cut it. He also washed a handful of peanuts, soaked them in vinegar, and ladled a bowl of wine from the cellar. He seemed to be in a very good mood.
"Smoothly, with the village committee in charge today, and some people who are greedy for cheap things reporting each other, those gossipy trolls are all keeping quiet."
The dragon has nine sons, and each of them is different. Some of their children are quite reliable, which is why they are on the list.
This afternoon, quite a few people praised our family for being generous.
Seeing her mother pout as she said this, she couldn't help but laugh and ask, "Isn't praising you good enough?"
"What's so good about it? It's all my daughter's hard-earned money. Don't be fooled by their smiles and flattery; they won't say anything good about us afterwards."
Mother knows you did this to vent my anger, but you should do this less often in the future. They're all just people who laugh at your poverty but fear your wealth.
If you keep doing this every year, our family might be under surveillance.
Tao Changyi chimed in, "Your mother is right. There are actually many ways to give back to the village. Donating desks and chairs for the primary school and a library is enough. We can postpone the rest for a few more years."
Xiao Jiu, observing the situation, asked, "Was someone causing trouble this afternoon?"
"The brigade headquarters loudspeaker announced that our team should go over, but as a result, everyone in the village who wanted to take advantage of the situation went over there."
People who didn't receive anything started criticizing others for receiving several items, especially those in our group who were criticized the most.
The brigade leader and village chief shouted through loudspeakers, but it was no use. Even those of us who were doing good deeds got scolded.
They meant well, but the children felt they were being treated unfairly, and even hurled insults and curses at them.
At this crucial moment, not only did no one speak up for us, but they all stood by and watched the spectacle. It's truly disheartening.
Tao Changyi patted Xiao Jiu's shoulder reassuringly.
“Good things are not something that can be done casually.”
After all, not everyone knows how to be grateful, Jiu'er!
After listening, Xiao Jiu remained silent for a moment, then looked at her parents with some guilt.
"I underestimated people. Dad, Mom, I'm sorry. I didn't expect that I would not only fail to vent my anger, but also suffer a lot of humiliation."
Why would parents hold such grudges against their children? They even spoke well of the villagers, saying things like, "It's all because of poverty."
It wasn't until the next day, when their house was splashed with excrement, that Xiao Jiu's anger reached its peak, and he was truly shocked by this fierce local custom.
The things clearly belong to her; she can give them to whomever she wants. Why should these people assume that these things are rightfully hers to share with her?
Revenge if you can't have it?
What kind of psychology is this?
Xiao Jiu gritted her teeth and said, "Forget about the elementary school desks and chairs. I'm not donating them anymore. Dad, wait for me, I'm going to the broadcasting room."
Tao Changyi was worried about letting her go alone.
Zhao Lingli was also worried, so she went with her to the village committee.
The village committee was also shocked when they learned about this. Xiao Jiu said he wanted to report it to the police, but Tao Changyi suppressed the idea.
“Child, it’s not that we’re afraid, it’s just that we feel the interpersonal relationships in this village are different from those in the city; they’re all deeply intertwined.”
We are a family with a surname, and as outsiders, we were already seen as easy targets for bullying.
If this matter is pursued to the end, it will undoubtedly harm both sides, and there will be hidden dangers when people move around in the village in the future.
After he finished speaking, he specifically mentioned the enemy agents that Xiao Jiu had mentioned. Xiao Jiu lowered his head and pondered for a moment before looking up at the village committee leader.
"Alright, for my father's sake, I can let this matter go."
However, the plan to donate desks, chairs, and a library to the village primary school was thus abandoned.
Upon hearing this, the village chief immediately became displeased: "Xiao Jiu, you're too hot-tempered. How can you go back on your word so easily?"
The captain frowned slightly. "A promise is a promise. We're government officials; we should have a basic bottom line in our words and actions, right?"
The accountant said, "That's right, our brigade leader and village chief have both gone to the commune to show off, and they're even applying to have the primary school built as soon as possible!"
You think you can just say you won't donate and then suddenly decide not to? Are you treating us like monkeys?
Xiao Jiu looked at them with bright eyes and said, "When I told you that my house was splashed with excrement, none of you were as indignant as you were."
They all advised us to be magnanimous, saying that since I wasn't absolutely fair, who else would they retaliate against if not me?
Accountant Yang, is this what you said? You at least know how to stand up for your mother, so why can't I stop the donation at any time?
Knowing I'm doing a good deed and still being treated differently, why should I keep donating like a sucker? Do you think I'm stupid?
This Accountant Yang is the son of the former accountant. Haha, how ridiculous! He even has a lineage to pass on the position. No wonder he's never been friendly from the start.
The Zhou family is the most likely to create conflict, and she doesn't want to get involved with them at all, especially with the Yang family members acting as accountants.
Even a clay figure retains some earthiness; shouldn't we be spared harm after doing a good deed?
If you want me to keep my promise, fine, find the murderer. Otherwise, just pretend we never made that promise.
The gifts I brought home this time, the rented car, and the gas cost me nearly a thousand yuan of my salary.
And then my house was splattered with feces! What are we doing this for? If I donate again, what will happen next?
The village chief's expression changed. "This, how can this be the same? This time it's because someone didn't get what they wanted and is now seeking revenge."
The library and desks and chairs were donated to the school, how could anyone possibly be dissatisfied? Xiao Jiu, you're overthinking it!
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