Reborn in the red years, I am farming in space

Chapter 153

"I just want to ask, who is the happiest when these machines are sent to the Zhengxing Brigade?"

Luo Xuan asked the old Taoist Huayang with a smile, "How many people know that Nanhua Palace donated so much machinery and equipment to the production team for free?"

Hua Yang brushed his long beard and replied slowly, "The happiest people must be the members of the Zhengxing brigade. Those who know about this are the people from the production brigade along the way. On this day, people in the entire Hongxing Township can also know."

Luo Xuan sighed slightly, "What's the use of making the members happy? Can they increase the repair cost of your Nanhua Palace, or solve the shortage of sesame oil for you?"

When the old Taoist Huayang heard the words, his eyes glared, "We are monks who are good-hearted and indifferent to fame and fortune. If we do good deeds, it is to satisfy our selfish desires, isn't that right?"

Luo Xuan yelled at him, "Do you believe what you said? It's better to be a real villain than pretend to be a bird who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world."

"You don't have to be convinced, Niubi, I believe you really have no greed, but don't forget your own responsibilities."

"Alive, just take care of yourself? Do you want to continue cultivating? This Nanhua Palace, do you want to do it? Do good deeds, and learn the virtues of the ancients? Wearing brocade clothes, but sneaking late at night, isn't that a fool?"

Luo Xuan said coldly: "Since you pay attention to a silent contribution, you don't want fame or fortune.

Then you just ask your disciples and grandchildren to carry these machines on their shoulders and quietly send them to the countryside at night, and put them on the production team's field without anyone noticing.

It's a matter of flicking your clothes, don't let people know about it, wouldn't it be more low-key? "

original,

According to the prior agreement, the fundamental purpose of donating these machines to the production team for free is to add a protective cover to Nanhua Palace.

Solve the work problem for Liu Fugui.

By the way, he also circled around his head with Luo, adding a layer of halo.

Now, don't look at Huayang veteran who is more than 50 years old but has no experience in the world, is he going to donate the machine so quietly? ?
How can that work? ! !

This is a great thing that is extremely beneficial to all parties. Don't take the opportunity to speculate and publicize it.

How can it work?
According to Luo Xuan's intention, this matter must be stir-fried, must be well-fried, stir-fried over and over again!
Not only does it have to be speculated, but the archway has to be big and tall, and local celebrities have to be invited to cut the ribbon and consecrate it!

People like the old Taoist Hua Yang, who say they are indifferent to fame and wealth, but actually want to achieve their own goals, are they called "meat" or fake teeth sour!

Whatever you do, either don't do it, or do it thoroughly.

Donate money and goods, pay attention to a festival.

You have to find two pieces of red paper to wrap a red envelope, right?Donating so many machines, it is impossible not to pack them well.

Buying red silk is not easy to buy, that's okay!

A large piece of the cloth curtain inside the main hall of Nanhua Palace was torn off and washed well, revealing its bright red background.

Let the remaining three or four little Taoists in Nanhua Palace tear the curtains into shreds, carefully tie them into bows, and tie them one by one on the threshing machines and threshers.

Wait until this thing is done.

The rows of machines in the backyard of Nanhua Palace were filled with festive atmosphere.

When people look at it, they feel refreshed and comfortable!
On the one hand, Luo Xuan asked Liu Fugui to go to the township office and invite Zhang Wei, the broadcaster and interviewer, over.

With Zhang Wei's loudspeaker, Nanhua Palace's donation of agricultural machinery to the production team can be widely publicized.

It can spread throughout Rongwei County in an instant!

On the other hand, Luo Xuan went back to the school, went straight to the old principal, and asked him to gather the senior students to come to Nanhua Palace to help carry the machine.

Nanhua Palace's free support for agricultural production and construction is such a typical good person and good deed. The old principal hopes that he, together with Hongxing Township Senior Primary School, can get a little credit for this matter.

When he heard about this, his face immediately beamed with excitement, "Okay! Our school should fully cooperate and support such a good thing!
Mr. Zhao, hurry up and go to the sixth grade, and select those students who are both good in character and learning, and have good physical fitness. Ah, wait a minute, Mr. Zhao, when you select students, you should pay attention to picking those who are good-looking, you know.

Tell them to go back and change into white shirts, red scarves, and sneakers.

We will go to the township office to accept the inspection of the leaders; we will also go to the production team to show the demeanor of our school's teachers and students to the masses of commune members.

So, ah...personal image, you still have to pay attention! "

After Teacher Zhao excitedly went to the class to select students.

The old headmaster stood up from behind the desk with a blushing face, only to see him walking in front of Luo Xuan.

He stretched out his hand and patted Luo Xuan's shoulder affectionately, "Well, this classmate, you did a great job! Anything that benefits our collective, ah, good things that can add luster and honor to our collective.

The first thing you think of is to come back and inform the school leaders.

You did a good job on this matter!
Oh, by the way, I think you look familiar. What class are you in and what's your name? "

"My name is Luo Xuan, and I'm a student in Class [-]."

Luo Xuan replied, "I also applied to the school leader for you to skip a grade."

"Oh, so you are a student in Teacher Yuan's class? Well, you are doing very well, very well."

The old principal smiled like a peach blossom in April, very bright.

It's just a bit over the top
"What? Skip a level? Let's put this kind of trivial matter aside, and I will study it later."

"The most urgent task for our school now is to go all out and do our best to make this great event, the great event of all sectors of society actively supporting agricultural production, run well and make some momentum!
Ah, through this matter, it will also mobilize other social masses to actively support the production and construction of our vast rural production teams!
Well, let’s go, take me to Nanhua Palace first, and see if they have anything else that needs our school’s cooperation.”

When Mr. Zhao went to the class, most of the so-called students with excellent character and learning were the children of urban residents and workers.

It will take some time for them to go home and change into white shirts and white sneakers.

Take advantage of this gap.

Luo Xuan also arranged for people to go to the bamboo forest outside the school and cut some bamboo poles to use as poles for lifting the machine.

This time, it was not in vain to chop the bamboos of the neighboring community members' homes.

The old principal patted his chest for these expenses and promised that the school would give them appropriate financial compensation.

In this way, Hongxing Township Senior Primary School can justifiably go out and say: This time, we will vigorously support the construction of agricultural production in the production team, our school!Hehe, it was money and effort.

When the time comes to speak at the commendation meeting, when the old principal speaks, he will have more confidence.

Therefore,
When Peng Yong, Yu Guijun and the others went to cut bamboo, they paid for the two bamboo poles that Luo Xuan paid for prostitution last time.

The office funds in the school are spent on students, which is justified and justified.

Those outstanding student representatives picked out by Mr. Zhao rushed home one by one as soon as they received the task.

There are not many such opportunities to show up in the district and township offices and production brigades.

Coupled with the old principal's death order, who would dare not complete it within 20 minutes? !

After a while, the selected 40 male and female students gathered in the Nanhua Palace compound.

I saw these students, all of them were smeared like monkey buttocks, and the female students even put on a little lipstick.

Then, regardless of gender, they all put a little cinnabar on their foreheads.

Looking at the yard full of students in white shirts, blue trousers, white sneakers, and red scarves tied in bright colors, Luo Xuan felt both familiar and funny.

"Bang -" sound!
The gongs and gongs that have been treasured for many years in the school sounded.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom—"

The big drum was beating, and the strong physical education teacher personally beat the drum to cheer.

It didn't take so many people to send the machine, but in order to increase the momentum, the old principal sent people to the warehouse to move out all the waist drums and suonas.

Schools are poor and facilities are limited.

Teacher Zhao and some class cadres who went to carry the musical instruments gave full play to their subjective initiative and moved out the colorful flags that were going to be used in the sports meeting from the warehouse.

Female students are not suitable for carrying a threshing machine, so each of them should carry a threshing machine.

There are too many people, and it is impossible to settle down like this.

Then let the rest of the female students hold a musical instrument, regardless of the sound, as long as they can make a big noise anyway!

For students who really have no musical instruments to play, let them wave red, green and green flags and cheer for everyone.

"Dang dong ding, dong dong ding—"

"Boom-"

The courtyard was suddenly full of gongs and drums, colorful flags fluttering, so lively!

see,

Ji Xuyuan's cheeks twitched, and he slowly walked to Luo Xuan's side, and said in a low voice, "Wouldn't it be a bit overwhelming if you do it like this?"

Luo Xuan also replied in a low voice, "Then hurry up, teacher uncle, please come out! Teacher uncle, please dress appropriately and walk slowly.

Moreover, Uncle Teacher must be invited to be at the front of the line!Flowers are flowers after all, no matter how lush the green leaves are, they are also used to set off. "

Ji Xuyuan nodded, and quietly patted Luo Xuan on the shoulder as a sign of encouragement.

Then he turned around and entered the side courtyard, inviting Cheng Mao to go.

Not long after, the students carried all the machines to the school gate.Start organizing the team and prepare to send it to the township office.

at this time.

I saw Ji Xuyuan and Hua Yang, one on the left and one on the right, supporting an old man with little hair left and a beard and hair, walking out tremblingly.

All the teachers and students in the school know that there is an old Taoist in Nanhua Palace.

But everyone only heard of his name and never met him.

When I saw you today, everyone gasped!

The old Taoist Cheng Mao seldom showed up today, and he was seen wearing a moon-white robe, which was densely patched with various patches.

Because the Taoist robe is too old, there are still many holes on the rubbed cloth that is as thin as a cicada's wing, and it is impossible to patch it.

The taoist robe simply had small openings, like a fish dying of thirst in a shallow puddle.

The old man took a step, and the countless small openings on his robe flickered, as if he was choking speechlessly.

Today, Mo Mo's old-fashioned complexion is completely gone from the rosy look of the past.

Perhaps, it was because he put a little turmeric on his face.

Today's Chengmao old man has thinning hair, a gray beard, and a wrinkled, sickly face, as if he will die anytime, anywhere due to long-term malnutrition and lack of medical treatment.
"It's not easy! It's so touching."

Seeing this, the old headmaster stepped forward with a three-point sadness in a seven-point solemnity, stretched out his hand to support the crumbling Chengmao Laodao, "Master, you are weak, so don't come out to work hard. These things , leave it to us to handle it.”

"what?"

"Wine is good? Pindao abides by the Taoist rules all his life. Don't drink alcohol."

Today, Chengmao Laodao seems to be a little bit deaf.
Obviously last night, when he taught Luo Xuan how to meditate, he was still in high spirits, how strange!
(End of this chapter)