"Are you planning to build a factory?"
When the grandfather and grandson were drinking, Xiao Qingyang said more than once that when the government had money, they would build a textile factory and a garment factory.
We specifically recruit the families of martyrs to work in the factory as workers to fundamentally solve their living problems.
"Yes, the families of martyrs in the city are allowed to work in the factory, and the families of martyrs in the countryside are allowed to raise silkworms. The government provides financial and technical support, and the factory is responsible for purchasing the cocoons.
I want all the families of the martyrs in Suzhou to live a good life. Our comrades have shed their blood, and we cannot make their families shed tears anymore."
At this moment, Xiao Qingyang's tone was passionate and resounding.
"Grandpa, I support your decision. Everyone who sacrifices their life for the country, their parents, wives, and children should receive the best possible treatment.
However, to avoid gossip, you still need to report to your superiors. I believe they will support your decision."
Yang Baiyi has confidence in those old patriarchs and is also confident enough in his own influence.
Although the country is in a state of disrepair and needs money in many areas, as long as my grandfather applies, the higher-ups will definitely give him face.
Xiao Qingyang had dinner at Jinyun Villa and waited until nine o'clock in the evening, but Xiao Fuxing and the people who were transporting the gold had not returned yet.
"Grandson, he hasn't come back yet. Is there any danger in the mountains?"
The team leader was his only son. He had been up the mountain for several hours and had not returned yet. Xiao Qingyang was getting restless.
"No, with so many armed police officers working together, what danger can there be? Besides, Da Huang and the others are here. If you're worried, let's go and take a look."
The big truck carrying gold was parked not far from Jinyun Villa.
"Okay, let's go take a look."
The grandfather and grandson did not drive, but walked to where the convoy was parked, and saw Xiao Fuxing directing the loading of the trucks.
"Revival, why is it so slow?"
Seeing that his son was safe and sound and everyone was loading the car in an orderly manner, Xiao Qingyang felt relieved.
"Dad, the box is too big and the gold is too heavy. Two people can't lift it at all. If there are too many people, we won't be able to walk on the mountain road.
There was really no other way, so I asked everyone to open the boxes and carry them down one by one, and then pack them here."
Xiao Fuxing pointed, and Xiao Qingyang saw Li Haoran and two police officers packing boxes on the other side of the convoy.
"Mayor Xiao, don't worry. I'll have my comrades carry thirty gold ingots each time. When we get to the bottom of the mountain, we'll count them and not a single one will be missing."
The gold ingots found on the mountain this time were all official ingots of fifty taels, each weighing three pounds. If no one was carrying thirty of them, it would not interfere with the journey up the mountain.
"Thank you for your hard work. Tell the comrades that the food in the cafeteria is ready. You can enjoy it when you get back."
One is his son, and the other is his old subordinate for many years. Xiao Qingyang is absolutely confident in them.
"Grandpa, it looks like this won't be over anytime soon. How about I make some food from the other courtyard and send it over?"
"No, they're ready in the cafeteria. Xia Dong is on duty at the office. Let's go back to the villa and make a phone call and have him arrange for it to be delivered."
Xiao Qingyang rejected Yang Baiyi's proposal.
Public is public, private is private. Xiao Qingyang was already very grateful that Yang Baiyi had selflessly handed over the gold, silver and jewelry. He didn't want to trouble his eldest grandson any more.
His grandson's wife is still pregnant, and he doesn't want to disturb her rest with all the noise.
The two returned to the villa and called their workplace, and Xia Dong delivered the food.
The moving work lasted until the early morning, and Xiao Qingyang had changed the tea six times.
"Grandson, we'll go back first. You should get some rest too!"
Xiao Qingyang stood up, stretched and said.
"Grandpa, it's almost midnight. Why don't you just rest here? You can go to work from the other courtyard tomorrow morning."
There is a room in the courtyard reserved specifically for my grandfather's family, and bedding is ready.
"That won't do. The property needs to be put into storage tonight, and there can't be any mistakes. I won't feel at ease if I'm not there to watch."
This is his reliance on supporting the army. The improvement of the lives of the martyrs' families all depends on this batch of gold, silver and jewelry as start-up capital.
"Okay, I won't force you to stay, Grandpa. Don't forget to include my uncle and Han Fei in tomorrow's report."
Yang Baiyi sent Xiao Qingyang to the gate of the villa.
"This batch of gold was discovered by Da Huang, and it was you who decided to hand it over to the government. The credit should be yours. Fuxing and Han Fei were just bystanders.
"Grandson, although Fuxing is my son, you are also my biological grandson! I owe you enough. You don't have to keep sacrificing yourself for others, even if that person is your biological uncle."
Xiao Qingyang's face was serious and his words were earnest.
In his heart, Yang Baiyi's status is even higher than Xiao Fuxing.
"Grandpa, in my position, this little bit of merit is of no use at all.
My uncle is different. He works within the system and needs certain merits to enrich his file, so that his future path will be smoother.
The same is true for Han Fei. He has enough ability and quality, and he is always grateful. If we give him some credit, he will have a higher starting point when he graduates."
"Grandpa, this isn't a sacrifice on my part. I'm just sharing the credit with those who need it more."
Yang Baiyi knew that it would be difficult for him to make further progress at his current position. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was reaching heaven in one step.
"You really are... Alas! Okay, I'll talk to your uncle and Han Fei about this matter. Let them repay the kindness you have shown them in the future."
Xiao Qingyang also knew that they might never be able to repay Yang Baiyi for what he had given them, but they must have the right attitude.
If anyone dares to be ungrateful, Xiao Qingyang will be the first one to disagree!
Xiao Qingyang followed the convoy back to the city, and Yang Baiyi also returned to his room to rest.
The next day, Xiao Fuxing came to Jinyun Villa again and found Yang Baiyi with Han Fei.
"Bai Yi, this credit should have belonged to you. Why did you give it to us without saying anything?"
Xiao Fuxing's eyes were bloodshot, and it was obvious that he didn't get enough rest last night.
"Uncle, these are just some minor things, nothing to worry about. Now that you've entered politics, if you want to move up, you need to have some achievements to show for yourself.
This little bit of credit is useless to me, why can't it be given to you who needs it more!"
Judging from my uncle's condition, I knew he didn't sleep last night. He probably came here as soon as the sun rose.
"Bai Yi, I can understand giving it to Fuxing, but I'm still in school and don't need this right now!"
This morning, Xiao Fuxing first found Han Fei and told him about Yang Baiyi's decision. Han Fei was moved but also a little frightened.
Yang Baiyi has given so much to their family. It is said that too many lice do not itch, and too many debts do not worry. This saying only applies to heartless people.
Han Fei is an upright person at heart. He really doesn't know what to do in the future to repay Yang Baiyi.
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