Chapter 79 Paying for Childhood
"Old Chen, do you think I'm really stupid?"
"Damn it! Over the past decade or so, I've been seen running smuggling operations in casinos, and even been chased for three blocks by seven or eight people armed with razor blades."
"As long as I am still breathing, I will not allow myself to die, because I want to make money, and I will work hard to make money."
Chang Fu became more and more excited as he spoke. "The purpose of making money is to come back and tell her that I, Chang Fu, am not a thug who only knows how to fight, nor am I Tony who only knows how to shear hair. I can make money and I can have a great future. I just want to see her regretful and annoyed eyes."
"I've fought for this day for ten years, but one day, she told me that if I had just been more resolute, she would have given up everything, left this city with me, and started over from scratch with me. Don't you think I've been an idiot all these years?"
He didn't know if he was stupid or not.
But one thing is certain, if Yang Qian hadn't stabbed him, you would probably still be shearing your hair now.
Men, if you want to achieve great things, it really depends on women.
He loves Song Yanxi, so he tries his best to make her happy.
Chang Fu loves Yang Qian, and even if he hates her, he will try his best to prove himself, just so that one day he can stand in front of her with his head held high.
Our youth, how many regrets are left?
A group of old classmates over 30 years old stood on the overpass, feeling the evening breeze of 14 years and recounting the past.
No matter how emotional Changfu was, they didn't laugh at him.
Because at this age, everyone has experienced a lot of injuries.
Society has smoothed out their edges, some people have become smooth and some people have become worldly-wise.
Looking back, who wasn’t a flamboyant teenager?
Some people felt sorry for their grandmothers who raised them during their youth, while others left nothing behind during this period.
"Changfu, if you still like me, then be bolder. Maybe I will still like you."
There is no turning back for Yang Qian's divorce, and she has no children, so Chen Pingsheng thinks it is a good choice.
At least if I marry her, Chang Fu shouldn't object.
"Am I worthy?"
"What's the point of being worthy? My wife was so beautiful when she was young, but she's just a flower stuck in my body, a person with nothing."
Chen Pingsheng said, "At that time, our house was still shabby and my mother was in poor health. Now you have some wealth, so why bother talking about whether you are worthy or not? Just like her."
Yes, as long as you like it.
Chang Fu didn't say anything, but his body was very honest.
The next morning, I drove to Shacheng by myself, and Chen Pingsheng's house was still bustling with activity.
It was only the second day of the banquet, and there were more and more relatives coming.
The elderly people in the village simply lined up. Many people in front of them were giving out red envelopes, so it would soon be their turn.
You won’t freeze yourself while queuing in this cold weather.
Chen Anan has also quickly found his own interests and hobbies.
The man holding firecrackers took a group of little kids to blow up cow dung.
This girl's interests have never been normal, and Chen Pingsheng is too lazy to care about her.
Chen Fan also went with her.
"Teacher, how did you get here?"
Song Yanxi's elementary school teacher arrived. Although he was old and his hair was half white, he looked in good spirits.
"The students have made great progress, but the teacher can't come to see them."
Teacher Shen Qing is very popular and respected in their elementary school.
This time he didn't come alone, but came with several teachers from the primary school.
They are all the people who watched her grow up.
"Hello, Teacher Shen."
Chen Pingsheng took the initiative to invite them to sit down and arranged them at the table in front. Teachers don’t earn very much from teaching.
Especially those in village primary schools.
It doesn’t matter what happens above, I will devote my whole life to this village.
"Yanxi, this banquet your family has prepared is very lively."
"My man did it all. He just wanted to have some fun."
"Yes." Chen Qing nodded and said, "There's something I want to tell you. The village primary school has been getting worse over the years. The principal has applied for funding from the county to renovate the school, but unfortunately, the county hasn't given them any money. The town is thinking of merging our school with the town. If our school runs out of money, it might be closed in two years."
Song Yanxi glanced at Chen Pingsheng beside her, and after seeing him nod, she asked, "I wonder how much it will cost to renovate the school?"
"About one million, just to renovate the classrooms. Plus, the school is old, so the windows and other things need to be replaced. The whole thing will probably cost about one million."
One million is not a lot, it is just enough for renovation.
Chen Pingsheng asked, "If it's just a renovation, I'm afraid it won't change anything, right?"
“It really doesn’t change much.”
Chen Qing said, "All of us have been here at the village primary school our whole lives, so we have some feelings for it. The county funding is not coming down, but if someone could pay to renovate it, it could at least be delayed for a few years."
Chen Pingsheng understood. "Let me put it this way. One million won't solve any problems. My wife and I both studied and grew up there, and I don't want it to be demolished. I'll donate ten million in my wife's name and set up a two million annual scholarship to reward outstanding teachers and students. It's our way of remembering our childhoods."
Shen Qing was stunned. She just came to ask for one million?
Ten million came directly?
It also comes with a two million scholarship.
The key is that these two million are still there every year.
This is an exaggeration.
It was a bit too much, and I was completely confused.
“This…this…this…”
"Teacher Shen, my family will definitely pay for it, but there are a few conditions."
"you say…"
It was a veteran teacher nearby who reacted quickly. Chen Pingsheng said directly, "First, the tens of millions of yuan for the new school's construction cannot be used in any public accounts. Second, I personally designate the construction team. Third, the two million yuan annual scholarship, the specific award plan, and the individuals involved must first be approved by my wife and me. If it doesn't align with the original purpose of our donation, we have the right to stop it immediately."
If the tens of millions of donations were to go into a public account, they would first go to the village and then to the town, and finally be reported to the county.
The final ten million may be missing a zero.
Nothing can be done.
As for the scholarship, should the village chief’s children and relatives be taken care of?
Would you like to give a few places to the principal's relatives?
All kinds of human relationships.
He talks about everything like this because he feels that some things must not be associated with human relationships or worldly matters.
Otherwise, what's the point of fairness?
The money he spent was not a reward for the principal's children.
It must actually fall on teachers with good academic performance and excellent teaching quality.
Chen Anan has gone to blast the cow dung.
This doesn't prevent him from liking students with good grades.
Shen Qing nodded. The details needed to be discussed on campus, reported to the village, and then reported to the town.
The process still has to go on.
…
The cold wind is blowing, and New Year’s Eve is approaching.
Principal Hu is over sixty years old, but he paces back and forth in his home.
In fact, he was the one who called Chen Qing and the others to go to that student's house.
If you were to ask who least wants the village primary school to be closed, he would definitely be the first one.
He has put his whole life's efforts into it. It is no longer just a school, but his life.
All the young and middle-aged people in the village graduated from this school.
The reason why Chen Qing took people to find Chen Pingsheng was to try his luck. Judging from the scene his family had displayed, it was not impossible for him to fly a helicopter to his home next year.
Of course, it's just a matter of luck. After all, not everyone will remember to give back to their hometown after they become rich.
Not to mention spending huge amounts of money to rebuild the school.
Ding...the phone rang.
I've been using the old Nokia for many years.
When Shen Qing and the others came back, Principal Hu went outside the door to greet them.
"How about it?"
"It's an accident. A big accident."
"What's the accident? Tell me about it."
"Principal, please let us go in and have some tea first!"
Shen Qing was in a good mood, smiled and said something before following him to the principal's house.
The conditions are not very good, just a flat-roofed house.
Wangcai Village Primary School has been unable to recruit many students in recent years, so how can it make any money?
It's good enough to be able to maintain it.
"Principal, we went to see Chen Pingsheng today, and he still recognized us."
I feel very relieved that the students have become so successful, and we, the primary school teachers, still receive the greatest respect when we visit them.
How can I not be relieved?
"Then what?"
“And then he disagreed with renovating the school.”
"What?"
Principal Hu blew his beard and glared: "You guys are kidding me!"
"That's not true. They just disagree with renovating the school, not rebuilding it."
"What?"
Principal Hu was startled. "He wants to rebuild?"
"That's right. Not only will we rebuild it, but we'll also allocate two million in scholarships to our school every year. Those with good grades will receive awards, as will those who have made significant progress."
Two million?
Principal Hu was quite shocked. Although the amount of money seemed small, you had to know that there were less than two hundred students in their entire primary school.
If this is shared equally, it would be 10,000 yuan per person.
If only those with good grades and great progress are rewarded.
It is definitely tens of thousands a year.
This is almost as much as the couple’s total income from farming in a year.
"Are you sure you heard correctly? He's really willing to donate so much?"
"That's right. They said that was his alma mater, where he grew up. We were his first teachers. Donating 10 million is his contribution to his hometown."
"Great, great! This is really great! Our elementary school finally has a talented person. The key is that he is willing to give back to his hometown."
Principal Hu sighed several times in succession.
"Principal, don't be too happy too soon. He also has conditions."
"What conditions?"
"Even the 10 million yuan for school construction won't be transferred to the village's public account. He'll make the decisions on how to build the school himself. He'll also select the construction team himself, without going through the village or town."
"That's a good thing."
Principal Hu thought it was nothing, but it turned out to be such a great thing.
"We obviously feel more assured that he can build it himself. Look at the roads in the village. They're just finished this year, and they start patching them up next year. And they want to tear them down and rebuild them the year after that."
"Humph, if it weren't for this, the boys from the village chief's family would be able to buy houses and drive Audis in big cities."
Speaking of this, Shen Qing was also very angry.
The school needs to apply for funding, and the villagers made all kinds of excuses.
But if there is a public project in the village that requires money, the village chief will run around faster than a dog.
As soon as the project came along, all the people responsible for the construction were his relatives.
After the project is completed, we can still find ways to suck its blood for a few years.
The family appears to be low-key on the surface, but they are already very rich outside.
There are two sons in the family. The older one works in Guangzhou and earns 4,000 to 5,000 yuan a month. He bought a house and a car early on.
The smaller ones are about the same.
"After the New Year is over, we will go to the town to make our report."
"If the feedback was useful, would he still be able to sit in that position?"
Ideals are full, but reality is skinny.
It’s not that no one has reported it, it’s just that it’s useless.
They don't dare to tell you why it's useless.
Principal Hu said, "I think we are not the only ones who understand these things. Chen Pingsheng is also well versed in them. That's why he chose to bypass the village and build a school."
Shen Qing nodded: "I guess so. He can make so much money in the capital, it must be extraordinary. People just don't want to get involved in these things, but it doesn't mean he can tolerate it."
"Indeed, his donation of 10 million is a big deal. It will definitely alert the County Education Bureau. We just need to report his conditions to them truthfully."
…
The fact that Chen Pingsheng donated 10 million yuan to rebuild Wangcai Primary School cannot be concealed.
The matter became a big deal.
Even if his family holds a three-day banquet, there are still three or four people standing there every day handing out red envelopes at the same time.
No one thought that this would cost nearly 10 million, only 2 or 3 million at most.
But the donation to this school is different. If they say 10 million, they really have to donate 10 million.
Moreover, he hasn't been back for the past two years.
As soon as he came back, he held a banquet to collect donations. God knows how much money he made outside.
Many people also asked Chen Anan for information when they heard that his father was giving two million as a reward to those with good grades.
She then continued to fry cow dung.
Does good grades have anything to do with her? No, frying cow dung is what suits her.
On New Year's Eve, many people came to his house to pay New Year's greetings.
The village chief, two deputy leaders of the town, and the new senior leader were all here.
He was very pretentious and his words were full of praise for him.
Just listen to this and don't take it seriously.
Chen Pingsheng sat there and listened for half an hour.
Finally, the village chief saw the opportunity and said, "Pingsheng, I've watched you grow up, can you let me handle the construction of the new school? I promise to do a good job."
In the end, I still want to get this 10 million project.
Those who understand domestic engineering will understand.
"Uncle, it's no problem to leave it to you."
Chen Pingsheng smiled and said, "Yesterday I went to practice driving with my mother. We passed a newly built road in the village. My mother said there was a pothole ahead. I said, how could this be possible? Wasn't it just built?
"The roads my uncle built definitely didn't have these quality issues. My mom told me to turn quickly, but I said it wasn't necessary. Guess what happened?"
Village chief Jiang Dewang blushed and asked with his neck stiff, "What's going on?"
"Of course it fell down. My X5 is still parked inside. Uncle, why don't you go and take a look?"
Don't hit someone in the face. What he said is a blatant slap in the face.
He's just a village chief, and he's already been criticized for his work.
Jiang Dewang stopped talking, but the new leader glanced at him vaguely.
"Mr. Chen, on behalf of the town, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to you personally. As for the issue you raised, the town will certainly investigate it truthfully."
Anyone could hear the dissatisfaction in his voice.
If he didn't express his opinion, wouldn't that make people feel cold?
Chen Pingsheng laughed and said, "I wouldn't dare to do that. I remember that the housing prices in Guangzhou and Beijing are about the same. Last year, I bought a house in the Fifth Ring Road for nearly three million yuan in full. Uncle Dewang, didn't you also buy a house in Guangzhou for your son? How much did it cost?"
The new leader's face instantly fell.
It is impossible for a leader like him to buy a house in Guangzhou with full payment. Why should he, a village chief and a small official, do that?
You're fucking richer than me, how can I lead you?
Check, I will check when I get back.
Jiang Dewang broke out in a cold sweat, what a damn Chen Pingsheng.
How did I offend him that he should treat me like this?
If an ordinary person had reported it, it would have been fine, but he would have stopped them directly.
What Chen Pingsheng said was completely different. He just donated 10 million.
This is a great charity in the whole county.
The new senior leaders of the town came to visit him on New Year's Day, which fully reflected the county's attitude towards his donation.
As a result, he became a level 10 Yin-Yang Master and stared at me in a sarcastic manner.
After it is said in the morning, it will probably reach the ears of the county leaders in the afternoon.
When the time comes, the leader will just say a word and the subordinates will definitely investigate and handle the matter quickly.
It will probably take less than three days to completely destroy him, and you can even find several holes in his underwear.
A song called "The Ended Bird" is dedicated to myself.
Chen Pingsheng reported Jiang Dewang in front of the town leaders at his home.
It didn't take long for the news to spread throughout the village.
Many people can't wait to come to his house to light firecrackers.
Jiang Dewang has never done anything good and has only gotten himself into trouble. Now he has finally hit a snag.
He even dared to go to someone else's house to ask for a school project. He doesn't even consider how shameless he is.
Now, there is a high probability that I will get myself into trouble.
…
Chen Pingsheng didn't pay much attention to his affairs. He was just a small village chief with lice all over his body. It wouldn't be difficult for him to pull him down.
He was concerned about another thing: Chen Anan, the cow dung fryer, had quietly returned.
He has shifty eyes and messy hair.
"Chen Anan, come here."
Chen Anan lowered her head and walked over obediently. Seeing her like that, Song Yanxi was also very angry.
"You just took a bath yesterday and put on new clothes today. Are you going to blast cow dung or bury it in cow dung?"
He was covered in cow dung, even on his face.
Chen Anan looked up and argued seriously, "Mom, this isn't my fault. I'm pretty good at using firecrackers. It was mainly because when we were blowing up cow dung today, I calculated that the little firecracker would take five seconds to explode. I just shook my butt in front of it, and it exploded in three seconds. How unsportsmanlike."
After saying that, he hummed twice.
She had to go find her grandma quickly, otherwise she would be spanked on New Year's Eve.
"Do you have any other reasons?"
Chen Pingsheng was so angry at her sharp words that he laughed, "Let me ask you, why are you shaking your fat chicken butt before the cow dung explodes?"
"Aren't you just trying to show off in front of other kids?"
Chen Anan scratched his head and thought, this is what the little brother is thinking.
She didn't expect that the firecracker would explode in two seconds, so she couldn't dodge it.
How can she be blamed for this?
It's obvious that the small firecrackers were to blame for the poor production.
(End of this chapter)
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