The Little Days of the Great Landlord

Chapter 89
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The primary school in Zhengjia Village was originally the warehouse of the Zhengjia Village Brigade. It is a large house of 300 square meters. It has a history of about 40 years and looks quite dilapidated.

However, the desks and chairs of the students are temporarily new. After all, there are not many children in Zhengjia Village, there are only seventy or eighty in total, and the school-age children do not exceed forty. Each family can pay for the desks and chairs. come out.

"Boys, Uncle Yang knows that you are exhausted from school, so he found me and told me that he is willing to provide you with two bottles of goat milk every day to supplement your nutrition so that you can study for the first place in the exam." , ah..., hurry up and thank you Uncle Yang."

Zheng Dabao was talking to the children, Yang Ming and Wang Li were by his side, and there was a large box of beautifully packaged goat milk at their feet.

"Thank you, Uncle Yang..." The children sat neatly on the stools and said in unison.

"Uncle Dabao, you'd better speak Mandarin when talking to children..." Wang Li reminded in a low voice beside her.

"After so many years, I can't change it. From now on, I will rely more on Mr. Wang to send the children... all the children out of this poor mountain valley." Zheng Dabao laughed.

"Uncle Dabao, I will. I always know that I am a teacher of the people." Wang Li said seriously.

"Mr. Wang, I will leave it to you, we can rest assured..." Zheng Dabao nodded solemnly.

"Hehe, Mr. Wang should also pay attention to his health. We also prepared these goat milk for Mr. Wang..." Yang Ming laughed.

"Thank you, Mr. Yang." Wang Li thanked with a smile.

"You're welcome, before class every day, I will ask Da Zhuang to send it to you..." Yang Ming laughed.

Wang Li sent Zheng Dabao and Yang Ming away, clapped her hands, and said, "Wang Pingping, Zheng Baoer, you two come up and pass out the goat milk to everyone."

"Yes, teacher..." The two little girls got up from their seats, stepped forward to unpack the packing box, and distributed goat milk to the students.

"It seems that this Yang Ming is really rich..." Wang Lixiu frowned.

Jingle Bell……

Wang Li was thinking about it when suddenly her cell phone rang. Wang Li hurried out of the classroom and answered the phone, "What? You want to send us a teacher? There are only 33 children here... All right, you are the leader, I have no opinion……"

Hanging up the phone angrily, Wang Li's face was a little ugly. This small mountain village is considered a piece of fresh soil, and it is easy to get good grades. I was planning to work hard in this village. Who knows, another teacher was sent here , This time, all her plans were disrupted.

Jingle Bell……

Wang Li's cell phone rang again. Looking at the number, it was still the leader's.

"Do you have anything else to do?... I didn't make you angry, you arranged someone here for me, I have no objection, I can just relax, so what else can we talk about? You are a man, I am a woman, I talk too much, people gossip... What are you talking about? A physical education teacher? Or a woman?...Then, do you want me to be the principal?...Is that what you said? As long as If my student can get ten perfect marks in the final exam, you will allocate funds to build a school for me... What? You also need to equip me with a computer room here... You won't have any bad intentions for me, right?...Yes Yes, my villainous heart is okay?... All right, don't worry, I will definitely not bully her..."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Li smiled and looked at the sky from a distance. For the first time, she felt that the sky was so blue.

Yang Ming returned home. At this time, Wei Qingqing and Mrs. Liu were cuddling up on the bed of their kang and doing work. There were two boxes of goat milk beside them. The TV was on. It's such a lively scene.

"Heh, you two are working together? Sister-in-law Liu, aren't you undermining our self-confidence?" Yang Ming climbed onto the kang, sat next to Wei Qingqing, picked up the remote control, and dialed a news channel.

"What do you mean, you?" Wei Qingqing rolled her eyes at that time, "It seems that compared with Mrs. Liu, I'm stupid."

"Yang Ming, don't talk about it. If you want to talk about knitting sweaters, I really don't know how to knit. Just because of this, I'm pretty good." Aunt Liu said something fair.

"Listen, listen..." Wei Qingqing glanced at Yang Ming proudly, "Sister-in-law Liu said something fair."

"Hehehe..." Yang Ming made a quilt and put it on his feet, and lay down on the kang to watch TV.

"Yang Ming, you said that you want to develop farmhouse entertainment in our village. If you have any ideas, tell me immediately. I have to prepare them. When the election comes, I won't have nothing to say." Aunt Liu said.

"It's hard to say. It's just something I came up with on the spur of the moment. The season is too strong. I think everyone should plant fruit trees. In this way, everyone can get rich quickly." Yang Ming said.

In Yang Ming's mind, planting fruit trees is not a difficult task. Just shout out and call for it. The seedlings will be provided by himself. If everyone doesn't want to guarantee the bottom line, he can give them to them first, and then pay back the debt after they earn money. , Such substantial benefits can be clearly seen by the villagers.

"Planting fruit trees? One or two businesses, it's impossible for the whole village to grow them," said Aunt Liu.

"Why is this impossible? Let Uncle Dabao do the ideological work..." Yang Ming said.

"In the farmers' minds, farmers are farmers. If you ask them to plant fruit trees, they will never agree. Instead, the farmhouses and holiday villages you mentioned are more reliable." Mrs. Liu scratched her scalp with a needle, Said.

"You mean, we can only find a way out of sideline business?" Wei Qingqing said.

"Well! Farming is the foundation of farmers. With food in hand, everyone has confidence in their hearts. Therefore, it is unrealistic to ask everyone to give up farming and plant fruit trees instead," said Mrs. Liu.

"I didn't tell you to give up farming?" Yang Ming said.

"It's different. To grow fruit trees, you need to scale up to make money. If you want to grow into scale, you need to occupy arable land. How can you cultivate land? Don't they all go to Baoshan?" said Mrs. Liu.

In Zhangong Mountain, one or two families are fine, but if the whole village goes to make trouble, then the higher-ups will take care of it.

"If you say that, this matter is really troublesome. We still have to find a way on the farmhouse..." Yang Ming said.

"Sister-in-law Liu, do you know how Wang Duo wants to run for office?" Wei Qingqing said.

"Speaking of which, it's possible that Wang Duo and Yang Ming are both college students. Their ideas really have something to do with each other. What he thought of was also planting fruit trees." Mrs. Liu gave Yang Ming a deep look.

"Planting fruit trees too?" Yang Ming sat up from the kang.

"Yes, what he thought of was planting fruit trees." Aunt Liu said.

"Then we can't plant fruit trees, lest we collide with him, so what kind of gimmick should we use?" Yang Ming frowned.

"I think the farmhouse is good." Mrs. Liu never forgets the farmhouse.

"Nongjiale has seasonality. It only makes money in spring and autumn. In spring, the flowers are blooming and there are things to see. In autumn, the fruits are ripe and there are food..." Yang Ming said.

"What about summer and winter?" Mrs. Liu asked.

"What's so interesting about summer and winter?" Yang Ming was puzzled.

"To avoid the summer heat in summer, to snuggle up on the kang in winter. In the twelfth lunar month and the first lunar month, we can carry out some activities with rural characteristics." Mrs. Liu said.

"Sister-in-law Liu's suggestion is good." Wei Qingqing stopped what she was doing, "I think it's feasible. Farmhouse music is to earn money from the people in the city."

"Okay, I'll search for information about farmhouses on the Internet later." Yang Ming said.

"In the countryside, there are big houses. In most houses, there is one room that is vacant. Let everyone clean up this room and leave it for tourists. As for the food and drink expenses, let's allocate them uniformly." Liu Aunt said.

"How to say?" Wei Qingqing said.

"I think, if we set up an organization like the original brigade, if anyone has food and drink, let the accountant keep the accounts, and then manage them in a unified way. If any tourist wants to eat something, he will open a note and go to the accountant to get it, and then at the end of the month Unified distribution." Mrs. Liu said.

"In theory, it is possible, but in practice it is impossible. The same food has good and bad, and the price is different. If it is managed in a unified way, it is easy to cause disputes, and it is also troublesome. Anyone who wants to eat what he wants can go to each house. Take it and give the money directly," Yang Ming said.

"That's fine, we can discuss the distribution of materials together," said Mrs. Liu.

"Also, if you want to attract tourists, you need to set up several scenic spots, but you can't show too much artificial traces. For example, if you are fishing, you can build a few fishing platforms by the river. A bridge can be built on the river, which not only facilitates everyone to cross the river, but also allows tourists to fish." Wei Qingqing said.

"That's right. We can also harness animals and take tourists to the market. I believe the rural market is quite attractive." Yang Ming said.

"Yang Mingqing, how many meals and drinks can your family provide?" Aunt Liu said.

"Our family can sell milk, goat's milk, fresh fish, chestnuts, persimmons, dates, peaches, apples, pears, grapes, um! When the vegetables in our greenhouse are fully grown, they can be bought from us in winter. I bought off-season vegetables," Yang Ming said.

"The back garden of our house is not open, but we can divide a hot spring out, the most is to slow down the water flow of our hot spring a little bit, but if it flows outside, the water temperature may be slightly lower." Wei Qing Qing said.

"That's great. With hot springs, our village will be more attractive to tourists. It doesn't matter if the water temperature is lower, as long as it's hot springs." Aunt Liu said happily.

"Actually, if the pipes are covered with a layer of insulation pipes, the water temperature will not drop much at all." Yang Ming said.

"That would be even better..." Mrs. Liu laughed.

"However, what is the ticket price for this hot spring?" Yang Ming laughed.

"Okay, we won't take advantage of you, you keep the ticket money yourself..." Aunt Liu rolled her eyes.

"Of course we have to keep it. It is separated from our hot spring pool. Someone better be smart and don't stretch those stinky claws too long." Wei Qingqing still remembered yesterday What about Chou'er who was tied up by Aunt Liu?

"Wei Qingqing, do you believe that I will prick you with a needle?" Mrs. Liu gave Wei Qingqing a white look.

"Do you have a needle? I still have a skewer, which is much longer than your needle. Let's see who gets stuck first." Wei Qingqing showed no sign of weakness.

"You two...you're really crazy..." Seeing the two girls start to bark their teeth and claws while talking, Yang Ming immediately moved away, lest he be hurt by Chi Yu.

"Calling, calling..."

Suddenly, Yang Ming's cell phone rang.

Yang Ming picked up the phone and looked at it. The word "old satyr" was written on the caller, so he knew who it was. It was him and Wei Qingqing, the old man they met in Pigeon Nest Park in Beidaihe. Yang Ming quickly picked it up. Got it: "Hello?"

"Boy, where's your pigeon? Why don't you bring it to me?" The old man's voice was so loud that even Wei Qingqing and Mrs. Liu could hear it sincerely.

"Uh... old pervert... no, no, old man, let me tell you, the young pigeons in our family are only meat pigeons, and we have to wait." Yang Ming said.

"Old pervert? Why such a name?" Aunt Liu looked surprised.

When Wei Qingqing heard the old man's voice on the phone, her face flushed, and she pulled the quilt to cover herself.

"Boy, isn't that woman your daughter-in-law?" The old man was a little alert, "You boy, do you want to die? How dare you provoke other women?"

"Do you still remember the little girl we brought? That's our goddaughter, and this person is my goddaughter's mother, real mother." Yang Ming said.

"So that's what's going on? I can warn you, don't engage in improper relationships between men and women, otherwise, you will never be able to condense golden elixir for the rest of your life. In serious cases, you may even be in danger of your life." The old man breathed a sigh of relief. .

"Jindan? Have you read too many fairy tales?" Yang Ming's eyes widened.

"You know what, old man, I just condensed the golden core..." The old man was not polite at all.

"Are you a master of golden alchemy? Could it be that you can fly into the sky and escape from the ground?" Yang Ming found it incredible.

"Forget all those messy fairy-tale novels. Who told you that you can fly to the sky and escape from the ground by condensing the golden core? The old man can't even climb a three-meter-high wall. If you single out a strong man, you will be beaten." It must be me, Jindan, it is the condensed spirit, something that prolongs your life, not as mysterious as it is written in the novel."

"Uh...there is such a thing as a golden pill in this world?" Yang Ming felt that the world was a little crazy.

"Nonsense, of course there is. If you practice Qigong to the extreme, you can condense golden pills and prolong your life. But if you want to fly to the sky and escape from the earth, you should not think about it. Let's be more realistic. Qigong is science, and Xianxia is fantasy... "

"But, the one you gave me is not a qigong book, is it?" Yang Ming scratched his head.

"You know what?" the old man said in a disdainful tone, "You have to know that the growth period of a creature is 5 to 6 times its lifespan, and a person's growth period is 24 years, so how old should his lifespan be? From 120 to 144 years old, how many people have you seen who can live to such an old age?"

"Seventy has been rare since ancient times, and there are not many people who can live past a hundred."

"Right, then tell me, why is that?" the old man persuaded.

"You should tell me."

"The difference between humans and beasts is that beasts only mate when they are in estrus, while humans don't have this restriction. As long as they are interested, they can accomplish things. Therefore, through those bad things, give people all their energy If it is exhausted, the lifespan will naturally be shortened," said the old man.

"Go on."

"Mating will produce offspring, you know that?"

"Yeah! I learned about physiology when I was in school." Yang Ming blushed a little.

"Through mating, people can produce a new life. This new life is vigorous and full of life energy. The natural life span is naturally not comparable to that of middle-aged and elderly people who have consumed a lot of life energy. What does this mean? It means that people can Through this discovery, some seniors felt that if a special method is used to generate life energy through mating, but this life energy is not used to breed new life, but to supplement the consumption of the body Will life energy achieve the goal of longevity or even longevity? Therefore, people are keen on mating, not for the purpose of procreating offspring, but for longevity. Unfortunately, many people do not know the right way for mating, and not only do they fail to achieve longevity. The purpose, on the contrary, greatly shortened one's lifespan, and people's estrus period also became disordered." The old man talked eloquently.

"You mean, that is a double-edged sword, if you don't hurt others, you can hurt yourself?" Yang Ming understood a little bit.

"... People compete with the sky for longevity, your analogy is also reliable." The old man thought for a while and said.

"Then... Uncle, will the method you give us be possible without children?" Yang Ming was a little worried.

Teng...

Wei Qingqing lifted the quilt, leaned over with a pale face, and listened carefully with her ears sideways.

"Of course not..." The old man said firmly, "Although my old man is not a good person, he can never do anything so wicked as to make people lose their children and grandchildren."

call……

The young couple let out a long sigh of relief.

"Besides, regular practice of that is also very good for the healthy growth of your children. When you two are in good health, your life energy will be sufficient, and the life energy carried by the two of your seeds will also be sufficient. Therefore, your children, They will be healthier and stronger than children from ordinary families," said the old man.

"Is there such a saying?" Yang Ming felt that the old man's words were reasonable.

"Of course, so, in order to give birth to a healthy and strong child in the future, you should hurry up and practice. The better the foundation you lay, the healthier your child will be, hehehe..." The old man said at the end, hehe I smirked.

"It's so shameless..." Wei Qingqing said coquettishly into the phone microphone with blushing cheeks.

"What? Is your wife next to you? Boy, you bastard is really unkind. We're talking between men. How can you let women listen?" the old man said angrily.

"Don't worry? In my daughter-in-law's mind, you are already rotten to the bottom. How can you be so bad? How can you describe it? There are sores on the top of your head and pus on the soles of your feet. It's broken from head to toe." Yang Ming said.

"What? I'm helping that girl? You have a peachy face, and you don't look like a peaceful master. I used this method to tie you to her, why would she still... It's so kind to treat you like a donkey. "The old man looked up to the sky and sighed.

"Okay, okay, you are a good man, okay?" Wei Qingqing rolled her eyes, her face flushed with shame.

"Come on, old man, I'm heartbroken and I'm too lazy to chat with you. Don't you have meat pigeons and young pigeons? I don't care if you send it by air express or EMS. Hurry up and send it to the old man. I will send you the address soon... Dudu..." The old man hung up the phone angrily.

"Puff..." The young couple looked at each other and could not help but smile.

"So... what's the matter?" Mrs. Liu was a little confused.

"It's nothing, it's just an old pervert asking us for pigeons..." Yang Ming laughed.

Boom boom boom...

The phone rang twice, it was a short message, Yang Ming opened it, and saw an address on it, and a sentence: Don't ask me to pay for the shipping.

"Go to the county seat quickly and find a courier company to mail the pigeons to him." Wei Qingqing said.

"What are you mailing? It's so troublesome. Why don't I let Lao Yang deliver it?" Yang Ming called Lao Yang and asked him to come over and deliver something.

"I just found out that you use Lao Yang the most, how much do you have to pay him?" Aunt Liu said.

"That's right, husband, I don't know how much you paid to hire Lao Yang." Wei Qingqing also said.

"The salary is not much, that is, fifteen thousand a month." Yang Ming said with a smile.

"He works as a driver and a helper, and you only drive [-] yuan for him? You are really dark..." Aunt Liu said.

"Where are you, from what you mean, it seems that our family spends less money, and you are not happy?" Wei Qingqing rolled her eyes at Mrs. Liu, and started looking for trouble. Regarding the matter of being tied up yesterday Son, Wei Qingqing has always been brooding.

"Wei Qingqing, it was my fault that I tied you up. Didn't you provoke our mother and daughter to fight each other? If you want to make trouble with me again, be careful that I'm in a hurry with you."

"Hurry up! Don't come to our house in the future." Wei Qingqing cast a sideways glance at Aunt Liu.

"Why don't you go up? There's food and drink, no fool would go up..." Aunt Liu cast a disdainful glance at Wei Qingqing.

"Don't be ashamed..." Wei Qingqing rolled her eyes.

"Who are you talking about?" Mrs. Liu stared.

"What about you..." Wei Qingqing showed no sign of weakness.

"I fought with you..."

The two women began to fight again.

"Here we go again..." Yang Ming had a headache, so he hurriedly moved away from the two of them.

In the evening, two vehicles came from Zhengjia Village, one was a transport vehicle driven by Lao Yang, and the other was a Santana with a sign from the County Education Bureau.

ps: Ask for recommendation, ask for collection...

(End of this chapter)