small farmer

Chapter 438
"This…………"

Everyone is a little overwhelmed?It seems that it is inappropriate to ask Zhang Feng to donate money alone, but everyone is not a big money like Zhang Feng, let alone donate hundreds of thousands, even a few hundred yuan, everyone is reluctant.

Therefore, the atmosphere in the office was a little awkward for a while.

Seeing everyone's strange expressions, Zhang Feng understood everyone's thoughts in an instant, and felt that his donation was a bit reckless. His actions pushed everyone to the forefront, so Zhang Feng immediately explained:

"It's actually like this. I've been dreaming a lot lately. I dreamed of a pulsatilla. Every time he took me to the mountain temple to play. I reckoned that he wanted me to help him rebuild the mountain temple."

"Is there such a thing??" Everyone was very surprised.

"It seems that the mountain god really conjured up a dream!"

"I also dreamed about the Temple of the Mountain not long ago!"

Hearing Zhang Feng's dream, everyone talked about it. The villagers are generally superstitious. They would rather believe it than believe it. They are full of reverence for ghosts and gods.

After hearing Zhang Feng's explanation, everyone finally 'understood' why Zhang Feng generously donated money to rebuild the mountain temple.

"Since it's the mountain god entrusting the dream, we can't be negligent. Let's find someone to start working immediately after the new year!" The uncle said solemnly.

"Yes, this can't be delayed. We must choose an auspicious day as soon as possible to rebuild the mountain temple!"

Everyone nodded, and attached great importance to rebuilding the mountain god temple. This will not only fulfill Zhang Feng's dream of entrusting the mountain god, but also add a beautiful tourist attraction to the village. It is a good thing that kills multiple birds with one stone, so everyone is very happy. Started to continue the discussion enthusiastically.

"Since the mountain temple has Xiaofeng's donation, it has been decided that we will find someone to rebuild it during the Chinese New Year."

"Next, let's continue to discuss how to spend the tens of thousands of funds. There are still improved facilities in the village that need to be improved..."

"Village Chief, I think we can buy some leisure fitness equipment and put them on the square, just like the neighborhoods in the city!"

"The village chief, I think we can build an activity room where everyone can play chess, read books, play table tennis and so on?"

"That's right! It's winter, and I can't find a good place to play chess. It would be great if there is an activity room!" The second uncle clapped his hands excitedly,

Playing chess is his biggest hobby. Although his chess skills are very poor and he is completely a stinky basket, it cannot stop his love for chess.

"Well, the suggestion for the activity room is very good. I think we can renovate the big meeting room and buy some books, chess, tables and chairs, etc., but we need to discuss the management aspect!"

Because the activity room is not only good to have hardware facilities, but also needs to be managed by someone, such as when will it open, and who will maintain the order inside?It is impossible to rely solely on the cadres in the village!
"I think it's better to wait for the activity room to open. At that time, we can find a few villagers who often come to the activity room to manage it. We will give a monthly subsidy of 200 yuan. I believe everyone will be very happy!"

Don’t think that one or two hundred yuan is very little. In rural areas, everyone cherishes the opportunity to make money. Even if you can only earn one or two yuan by picking up plastic bottles every day, everyone will not think it is too little.
Therefore, in spare time, as long as you take care of the activity room, you can earn an income of 200 yuan, and the elderly in the village will definitely be very willing.

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"Xiaofeng, let's get together tonight, we haven't had a drink together for a long time!" After returning home from the meeting, after watching TV for a while, Zhang Hua, the uncle's second cousin, called.

"Okay, who are there at night?" Zhang Feng readily agreed. The Chinese New Year is approaching, and the village has become lively. Almost all the young people who went out to work have returned to the village.

"Fatty and Stammer are all coming, as well as Zhang Yi, Uncle Er Niu, Uncle Xiao Qi..." Zhang Hua introduced to Zhang Feng with a smile.

"When is the night? I'll definitely be there!" It hasn't been this lively for a long time, and Zhang Feng is also very happy to be able to drink with everyone.

"It's about six o'clock in the evening!"

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"Who is it?" Wang Guilan asked with a frown. Drinking has become common in the village recently, and someone in the next village was hospitalized for drinking.

"It's Zhang Hua! Let me go to his house for dinner!" Zhang Feng said with a smile.

"You child, remember to drink less alcohol at night! If something happens, the people at the same table will have to pay the responsibility!" Wang Guilan recently watched the news and saw that someone drank to death because of drinking, and all the people at the same table lost their money. A lot of money.

"Understood, mom, let's not drink baijiu, just drink a few glasses of beer!" Zhang Feng smiled. Young people in the village don't like to drink baijiu very much, and everyone usually drinks beer at parties.

The alcohol content of the beer is low, and it's over after two pisses. Moreover, with the improvement of Zhang Feng's physical fitness, his immunity to alcohol has also improved a lot.

Zhang Feng remembers that when he was in college, he was very poor at drinking. He was nicknamed pouring two bottles of beer, and he would feel dizzy after drinking two bottles of beer. But now it doesn’t matter how much he drinks. It feels like a wine barrel. No matter how much beer you drink, you won't get drunk.

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"Xiaofeng..."

"Q……"

"Brother Feng, come and sit here..."

Just as Zhang Feng walked into his uncle's house, it was already full of people, almost all young people who had just returned from work.

"Thank you, I'll just sit here with Zhang Yi..." Zhang Feng smiled, moved a stool, and sat next to his cousin.

"Brother Feng, you are really amazing. I haven't seen you for half a year. You've become the richest man in our village. Come here!!! Brother Feng, I'd like to toast you!!" Fat Dun raised a bottle of beer with admiration on his face.

"Hehe, it's just luck..." Zhang Feng smiled modestly, touched the bottle with Fatty, and took a sip.

After everyone arrived, the aunt began to serve the dishes. Tonight's dishes were really rich, not only a large plate of bacon and fish.

There are also fried swarms and bamboo worms. As soon as they are served on the table, you can smell the strong aroma, and everyone secretly swallows their mouths.

"Let's eat first, don't be polite, do what you want to eat..." the uncle said to everyone with a happy smile.

"This swarm was cooked by my elder brother in the mountains in autumn, and it has been frozen in the refrigerator. Everyone, try it soon."

"There is also this bamboo worm, which I caught in the bamboo forest two days ago. Once fried, it is really a good thing to drink with..." Second cousin Zhang Hua introduced it with a smile.

Uncle and aunt, after dinner in twos and twos, went to the living room to watch TV by themselves, so as not to disturb the gathering of young people.

After the two elders left, everyone immediately let go, played finger games and drank, having a great time.

This night, everyone drank until the early hours of the morning, and then left crookedly. Zhang Yi immediately played his drunken fist. If Zhang Feng helped him to go home, this guy didn't know which ditch he fell into that night. .

(End of this chapter)