Chapter 412 IOU

Lin Wanxia raised her hand and touched Jiang Sinian's warm face, and her mind gradually became clear. She

had just dreamed.

Jiang Sinian hugged Lin Wanxia, ​​and his strong arms comforted her, "It's okay, I'm here."

It took a while for Lin Wanxia to calm down.

"What did you dream about?" Jiang Sinian rarely saw Lin Wanxia's emotions fluctuate so much.

"I dreamed of another world, the world I mentioned to you before."

Jiang Sinian suddenly became nervous, "What do you mean? Is this a sign that you are going back?"

Lin Wanxia shook her head, "I don't know. Probably not."

Lin Wanxia sorted out her thoughts, "Maybe you dream about something during the day. I dreamed of my parents. They... were preparing to buy groceries and waiting for me to come home."

Jiang Sinian apologized: "I'm sorry!"

"What are you apologizing for?"

"I affected you." Jiang Sinian said firmly.

It must be his emotions that affected Lin Wanxia.

Lin Wanxia shook her head, "I miss home a lot, mainly because I don't know what that world will be like. I don't know if I am alive or dead. If I am alive, has someone replaced me? Or have I become a vegetable? If it is the first one, I can accept it.

But if I die or become a vegetable, my parents will not be able to accept it. "

Hearing that Lin Wanxia's tone did not sound sad, Jiang Sinian asked her: "So, you are still alive?"

"Yeah." Lin Wanxia nodded, "Actually, I don't know if it is true or not. But if it is true, everything I have here is just a dream of mine in another world."

Jiang Sinian was not comforted, "So, I may lose you at any time?"

Lin Wanxia shook her head and hugged him, "If my guess is true, we will definitely grow old together."

If her guess is true, then she can only return to her original world at the end of the novel.

There is still a long life!

Jiang Sinian shook his head, "No, I think we still have to race against time."

"Huh?"

The next second, Lin Wanxia knew what kind of time Jiang Sinian was racing against.

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As Lin Wanxia guessed, Jiang's father supported her to build a school for the village.

In fact, it is not difficult to guess Jiang's father, he is a face-conscious person.

If he builds a brick and tile house, at most others will just compliment him that he has a good son.

And after a year or two, no one will care what kind of house he lives in.

But building a school is different.

The people in this village for at least two generations will remember that it was their Jiang family who built the school so that the children in the village could go to school.

This is a matter of honor for the family.

Of course, with Lin Wanxia's financial resources, there was no need to choose one or the other, they could have done both at the same time.

But Lin Wanxia was not happy that Jiang's mother and the third sister lived in the house she built.

Let's wait until Jiang's father finishes the inspection. If he is fine and in good health, it is not impossible to build a few more rooms for him when he comes back.

Jiang's father nodded, but Jiang's mother and the third sister were of course unwilling. Jiang

's mother started crying, making a fuss and threatening to commit suicide again.

The third sister cursed and said even more harsh words.

People like Lin Wanxia who have received higher education do not have much advantage in cursing.

It is okay to beat him, but she is afraid of making things difficult for Jiang Sinian.

Therefore, Lin Wanxia took Jiang Sinian to find the village chief, and the two wives of the Jiang family were handed over to Jiang's father for handling.

A borrowed knife can also kill people.

There is a village committee in the village, but the village committee does not go to work on time.

In fact, for convenience, most of the village chiefs and village committee secretaries work at home.

The village committee secretary is too old to take charge of affairs. Most of the village affairs are decided by the village chief. The secretary will only step in when it is a big deal.

Building a school is a big deal.

After Jiang Sinian and Lin Wanxia explained their purpose, the village chief took them to the secretary's home.

The secretary is already in his seventies. However, he is still the pillar of Qianyu Village.

After listening to the village chief's retelling, the secretary's cloudy old eyes suddenly became clear.

"Good!"

"Good! Good!"

Three good in a row.

"You are the fifth daughter of the Jiang family, right? Well done." The secretary turned to look at Lin Wanxia, ​​"I've heard of you. You are a good girl! Not just an ordinary good girl, but a heroine! A female bodhisattva!" He

looked at Jiang Sinian again, "You are lucky to have married a good wife!"

Jiang Sinian smiled, "Yes, you are very lucky."

It was not the first time that Lin Wanxia was praised for her talent and beauty, but being praised by an old man like this, she felt inexplicably embarrassed.

The secretary and the village chief planned the location of the future school on the spot, at the current address of the village committee.

Lin Wanxia frowned, "This... isn't something wrong? I see there is a vacant lot in front of the village committee."

"That vacant lot has an owner, but it has been vacant. The nearby villagers use it for threshing." The village chief explained.

The secretary said, "Don't worry, since we said we would build a school, we will definitely build it. I am a humble person and will not compete with the kids for it. As long as I am here, no one else can take it. Our village is small and there is not much business. The courtyard of the village committee was used only a few times a year, and at most we used the big loudspeaker on the roof.

In the future, we will build a school so that the kids can go to school and go home normally. Occasionally, if there is any voting business in the village, we will move it to the evening or weekend and requisition the school classroom, so that it will not occupy the kids' school time."

Lin Wanxia nodded.

"I believe you." She took the bag, took out five stacks of money from it and put them on the table. "This is five thousand yuan. There should be some left after building the school. The remaining money is for the tuition and book fees for all the children in the first semester."

The reason why only the first semester was paid was because Lin Wanxia remembered that the nine-year compulsory education was implemented in 1986.

The school will be built in the summer, and we will wait for the fall semester to start.

The first semester will probably not catch up with the new policy, and the second semester will depend on the situation. If the policy has not been popularized in the village by then, Lin Wanxia will subsidize the village for another semester.

"This...this..." The secretary had never seen so much money before, and waved his hands repeatedly, "No...no. The school has been built, we can find a way to pay the tuition ourselves. Just tighten your belt and you can save the tuition."

Jiang Sinian helped to persuade him, "Grandpa Zhong, please accept it! Our village has always been poor, and everyone's belts have been tightened to the limit. This is for all the eligible children in the village. Don't refuse it."

Lin Wanxia nodded, "Yes! This is for the children."

The village chief and the secretary hesitated, but still accepted the money, wrote a promissory note, stamped it with the village seal, and handed it to Lin Wanxia.

Lin Wanxia shook her head, "Just write a receipt. I'm giving it to the village, not lending it to the village."

The secretary shook his head, "No, it has to be an IOU. You give the receipt, and when the school is built, people will forget about it after a long time. The leader said that when you drink water, don't forget the well digger. How can we remember?

Even if our generation remembers, your generation remembers, and the next generation remembers. But what if time goes on for a while?"