The villagers hadn't left yet, even shamelessly watching a few people eat. When they knew Lin Xiuyao had returned, they quickly surrounded him, "Yao boy!" "Xiuyao, you've made it."
Lin Xiuyao pushed them aside and went to the bathroom. "Ugh..." He heard the sound of him vomiting. Lin Baoguo said, "Xiuyao has drunk too much. We can talk about it tomorrow. Let's go."
Su Qingmeng poured a glass of water and handed it to him as he came out of the bathroom. "How is it? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Lin Xiuyao shook, "Dizzy."
"Uncle, aunt, I'll take him back to the house to rest." She helped him to the west room, and Kang Kang hurriedly followed.
When they got into the house, Su Qingmeng let him go, "Okay, stop pretending."
"Hehe, my wife is really smart. I can't hide it from you." Lin Xiuyao stood up straight. Although he reeked of alcohol, he didn't drink more than two sips. "If I didn't pretend to be drunk, I wouldn't be able to come back."
Kang Kang looked at his father and asked, "Aren't you feeling uncomfortable?"
Lin Xiuyao warned his son, "Alcohol isn't a good thing. If you can drink less, don't drink it."
"I see, Dad. Did you see those people just now? They all wanted to work for you."
Lin Xiuyao: "I guessed it." He had lived here for twenty years and knew the character of the villagers very well. "Wife, don't worry about it. Just say you can't make the decision. I have my own ideas."
Su Qingmeng: "Okay, starting tomorrow I'll take Kang Kang to the mountains to play and hide from them."
This excuse couldn't fool everyone. After all, Lin Xiuyao knew all the villagers who were good to her, and they wouldn't believe that she would just ignore the matter.
The next morning, she took Kang Kang to the front mountain. She hadn't been back for many years and was not familiar with the road. They didn't go deep into the mountain, but looked for wild fruits halfway up the mountain.
The shade of the trees is mottled, the forest is cool, and the wind blows through the leaves, making a rustling sound.
"When my mother was working in the countryside, she had to do farm work every day. After work, she had to go up the mountain to collect firewood," Su Qingmeng recounted. "Every day was very hard."
Kang Kang: "What about Dad? Doesn't he help Mom?"
Su Qingmeng: "Your father also had his own work. At that time, everyone had to work to earn work points, otherwise there would be no food to eat."
Kang Kang frowned, his mother worked so hard.
Su Qingmeng saw a hawthorn tree and said, "Come, try it. This fruit is delicious."
Kang Kang didn't suspect anything and put it in his mouth, but he lost control of his expression because of the sourness.
"Haha." The prank was successful and Su Qingmeng laughed out loud.
Kang Kang accused, "Mom, you lied to me."
"Mom is telling you not to trust others easily." Su Qingmeng argued.
"I believe it because it's my mother." Kang Kang was angry.
"Okay, Mommy apologizes to you. I just wanted to tease you," she found Heitiantian from the bushes, "This is sweet."
"Really?" It was so dark that Kang Kang was skeptical.
"Really," she ate one, "I'm not lying to you this time."
Kang Kang tasted it and found it was very sweet. His mother had not lied to him. He took a handful and ate it slowly.
Neither of them noticed Mi Xiaocao behind a tree. She looked at them with envy. This was an intimacy she had never felt before. She watched for a while and then went down the mountain carrying firewood. That was someone else's mother. She had her own way to go and couldn't keep looking at others.
Lin Xiuyao was interviewing people at home. He set the conditions: high school graduate, age 18-30. There were only a dozen or so people in the village who met these requirements. He gave each of them a test paper, which was a first-year high school test paper from a school in Beijing.
"After the written test, there will be an interview. Based on the combined scores of the two exams, I want the five with the best scores. Please answer carefully. You parents don't need to come and get close to me. I only need to look at the scores."
Under his stern expression, the visitor also became serious and started the exam.
The aunt was watching the whole time. She wanted Lin Song to go with Lin Xiuyao, but she didn't expect Lin Xiuyao to be so strict.
After they finished answering, Lin Xiuyao said, "You guys go home first. Come back tomorrow at nine o'clock to start the interview."
Lin Xiuyao was grading papers when Su Qingmeng came back with Kang Kang, who was carrying a small backpack. "Dad, I picked a lot of wild fruits."
He went to the well to wash the fruit, "Grandma, can you give me a plate?"
The aunt brought him a plate. She said that other children were smart and polite. She had been observing Kang Kang quietly over the past two days. Kang Kang studied hard every day and could speak English. She heard that he could also play the piano. He was really talented.
After washing the fruits, Kang Kang gave some to his aunt, and took the rest to the west wing, "Mom and Dad, have some fruit." He felt very distressed after knowing how hard his parents' lives had been in the past.
Lin Xiuyao: "Thank you, son."
While the two adults were grading the test papers, Kang Kang found his paintbrush and went to the yard to draw a rooster.
"Lin Xiuyao," a male voice came from the yard, "Is Lin Xiuyao home?"
He walked out of the house and asked, "Village Chief, what's wrong?"
The village chief pulled him and said, "Come on, the county leaders have learned about the situation and want to see you."
"Is it so urgent?" Lin Xiuyao went into the house to say hello to Su Qingmeng, then left on the village chief's bicycle.
Kang Kang sighed, "Dad is so busy."
Lin Baoguo came back and saw his painting, a vivid rooster on the paper. "It's so lifelike. Kang Kang, you can draw too."
Kang Kang was very proud: "I learned it from my mother." His mother also said that he was about to become a master, and she had taught him everything she knew, and she wanted to change to a professional teacher.
Lin Xiuyao came to the county town and met with the county leadership team. After they learned about the situation, they took him to lunch. At the dinner table, they kept complaining about the low efficiency of factories, low income of farmers, and insufficient schools. Anyway, they said that people in this county could hardly survive.
Lin Xiuyao was speechless, but he also knew they were doing it for sponsorship. Although they kept playing the victim, he didn't give any confirmation.
On the way back to the village, the village chief comforted him, "Leaders rarely encounter injustice... Well, rich people are a little excited, you don't have to feel burdened."
Lin Xiuyao: You mean the sucker?
He said, "I know."
After returning home, he discussed it with Su Qingmeng, who said, "If you donate to the county, will the city come to you next?"
Lin Xiuyao: "So if I agree, I have to tell you before I leave."
Su Qingmeng: "Then it's up to you."
Lin Xiuyao: "I'll take a look." If the county leaders insisted, he would donate some money as a token of his gratitude. In fact, he gave money to the village because his uncle could help keep an eye on it. After all, his uncle had been the village chief for so many years and had prestige.
But if he gave the money to the county, what if it fattened the pockets of some leader? He couldn't guarantee that the money he donated would be used effectively, and his money didn't just come from the wind.
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