Back to the small fishing village in 1982Y

Ye Yaodong also thought about it, and asked his father: "Father, I only donated 50 if I calculated it this way. If it is true, is it still enough to invite Mazu to board the boat?"

"I'll give you 50, and it will be included in your account, so that the merit book will look better."

"Ah, no need, I'll just make up for it myself, only 50 yuan is not much."

"You have enough merits, everyone knows it. I also want to contribute a share, just add it to you."

"Then list your name alone."

"There's no difference. Anyway, I've been bound to you all along." It's hard not to be bound. There is an old lady with a precious grandson at home.

Ye Yaodong shook his head, "That's different. Doesn't that mean engraving a stele of merit? Of course it would be better to engrave your name alone. Anyway, none of us are short of the 50 yuan."

Father Ye thought about it, that's true.

"Then go back and talk about it."

The others also talked as they walked, and they all planned to go back and discuss it before coming back.

Later, Lin Xiuqing and Ye Mu also said that they would donate their own donations and write their respective names for registration.

Even the old lady said that the merits and deeds should be recorded separately. Whoever donated the money, of course write whose name, otherwise how would Mazu know whether you donated or not?
Ye Yaodong also felt that the merits of building the temple belonged to the building of the temple, which has already made him No. 1 on the monument of merit. Asking Mazu to board the boat and returning to invite Mazu are two different things, and they should not be confused. At least another 50 yuan should be added to achieve enough. Standards please.

After a while, he and Ye's father donated another 50 yuan before the village committee got off work.

The happy Secretary Chen repeatedly praised him as a good young man, and he was really thoughtful, "Finally, I didn't bear the pressure in vain."

Ye Yaodong raised his eyebrows, "Yesterday morning, I blurted out, asking me to engrave it on the No. 1 monument of merit is difficult for you?"

"It's nothing, it's your responsibility! Don't be afraid, the villagers all agree, and no one has anything to say."

He nodded, Secretary Chen is still okay, and he took good care of him.

When the father and son finish their donations, they will also call it a day.

In the next few days, the villagers in the village also donated almost one after another. There were hundreds of names and amounts in the merit book, and basically every household donated money.

People who have gone to sea donate more, and those who don’t go donate less. Except for some elderly people who donate a few yuan to express their hearts, most people donate ten yuan.

And the family has a big boat, and the dozen or so households who plan to invite Mazu to board the boat, all follow the rules and donate one hundred.

Calculated in this way, Guangben Village has donated thousands of dollars, mainly because of the large population of their village.

If there is no such name as an official donation, the villagers of their own village can raise funds to build the building, but they can't build it that big. It was built after two or three years in the previous life.

But now that there is an opportunity to use the government, it must be used, and things cannot be cheap for them, and it must be better if the Mazu Temple can be built even bigger.

Thinking about how awesome the folks are, everyone despises the museum’s 500 yuan even more. This money can only build an adobe house, which is cheaper for them, and they get so many things to go.

There are also surrounding villages. The villages around them are close to each other. Most people will not choose to donate to other villages, but those who have boats are not necessarily. Everyone also wants to invite a small statue of Mazu to board the boat to keep them safe. .

Mazu family in the world!

In the next few days, not only the surrounding villages, but even the bosses of the boats in the large and small villages around the town also came to donate after hearing the news.

Some of them may have just come down from the sea, only read the newspaper, heard about it, and came here in a hurry.

Although there are Mazu temples in other places, they did not say that they will be rebuilt or repaired. Now that the Mazu temple in Baisha Village is going to be rebuilt, it is an official fundraising initiative.

The village cadres looked at the increasing amount of money on the merit book and the increasing number of people from other villages who came here admiringly, and they almost couldn't close their mouths with laughter.

The people from other villages felt more at ease when they saw that there were official people at the donation sites.

Those leaders are also very satisfied, mainly because there are quite a lot of salvaged things, and it is not in vain for them to sit here.

Ye Yaodong also felt that the shipwreck at the bottom of the sea seemed to be quite amazing, it could still be salvaged for half a month, and it was transported away basket by basket every day, which really made them a lot of money.

On the day when the construction started, the villagers happened to not go out to sea because of the big waves at night, so they all spontaneously ran around the pier to watch.

Because the funds are very sufficient, the designed Mazu Temple is not small, and there is also a stage inside, and there is still an open space in the middle for people to watch the play.

The original small temple will not be demolished for the time being, it will be left there first, and construction will start from the land next to it, and finally the small temple next to it will be included.

This will also allow Mazu to temporarily have a place to live, so as not to be affected by the typhoon in the near future, and some dilapidated places have also been repaired.

Typhoons blow in their coastal areas every year, and they are affected every year.

Four or five days before the construction of the Mazu Temple was in full swing, the house built by his family for the old lady, as well as the surrounding walls, were all completed, and all the workers were transferred to work in the Mazu Temple.

The house had been hanging out for a few days, and it happened to be a good day on the day when the Mazu Temple started construction. The three Ye Yaodong brothers moved all the old lady's things here with a cart.

The old lady's eyes were all smiles, and she stood at the door of the new house and kept muttering, "After all this hard work, I have lived well in my hometown. If you insist on asking me to move here, I can live for a few days..."

Mother Ye also murmured, "How much does it cost to surround such a large yard? Are you afraid that others will come to your door and spit out melon seeds, or are you afraid that the vegetables will be stolen? No one has the whole land like you. Go to your own house?"

This time, without waiting for Ye Yaodong's rebuttal, Father Ye spoke first, "What do you care about him? Enclose it and enclose it. Anyway, his house is on the side, so it doesn't hinder anyone? And he just encloses the land. his."

This is really true, if he circles it, it belongs to him. He went to the village committee a few days ago and said that he was allowed to circle him without even asking for money.

"Aren't I afraid that he will lose all his family fortune? What's the use of this circle?"

"This is land, what do you think it is useful for?"

Mother Ye didn't speak anymore.

Second Aunt Ye frowned and said, "I knew we wouldn't have chosen the middle. If we chose the side, there would be more land. Now we can only grow vegetables on the slope behind."

Aunt Ye was also secretly thinking, should the land in front of the house be fenced as well?
Otherwise, if someone wants to come here to build a house at that time, the temporary vegetable land she plowed up will be used to build it, and she will not even have a place to grow vegetables.

But she thought that she needed money to buy it, and she needed money to fence it, so she immediately gave up the idea. Anyway, she can grow it now, so there is no need to spend money to fence it.

After Ye Yaodong heard his second sister-in-law's words, he said seriously: "At that time, they were classified from big to small, with the big on the left and the small on the right. Didn't brothers in the village build houses that were big on the left and small on the right? You didn't know that at the time. Opinion, anyway, no matter how you line up, you are all in the middle."

"Besides, I bought these lands with my own money, and I also spent my own money to surround the walls. I was patronized by a thief once before, so I thought that I would build a house anyway, so I built a fence by the way. "

Ye Yaodong also told the master who built the wall in the same way. He said that he was patronized by a thief once before, but fortunately there was no loss. He built one just in case. Losing money is small, and family casualties are big. Back in the city, there are too many gangsters who have no job, no education and no skills.

Father Ye knew his current family background, so he thought it would be a good idea to make a fence. Looking at the shards of glass and broken porcelain stuck in the wall, they stood there one by one, and the top was very sharp. When the sun shines on it, some of them still reflect. Looking at the dazzling light, ordinary people have to retreat, and there is a dog, and ordinary people have to weigh it.

After his second sister-in-law diverted the firepower, Mother Ye stopped talking about Ye Yaodong, and instead talked about second sister-in-law Ye.

"If you didn't say it then, what are you talking about now? If you had any objections at the time, the three of you would build it separately and pay for the land yourself. You can build as much area as you want. You can build a palace if you want."

"I'm just talking casually like that." Second Aunt Ye pursed her lips, twisted her body and walked out.

Lin Xiuqing changed the subject with a smile and said: "This is a yard, but it feels like the house is bigger."

Ye Yaodong echoed, "Of course it will be bigger with one more room."

Mrs. Ye smiled and looked at the happy old lady, "Aren't you so happy? It happens that you love A Dong the most, and now you are taking care of him, and you are in a good mood. You can eat an extra bowl of rice every day, maybe even more Live for a few years, live to be 100 years old."

"Why do you live so long? It's good for this person to live as long as possible. He must die when he deserves to die. Otherwise, he will drag others down." The old lady said this with a smile, but she was very open.

"What nonsense? You have so many daughters-in-law, why are you afraid that your grandson will be dragged down?" Father Ye said unhappily.

"I have a plan!"

Ye Yaodong said angrily: "What are you counting? How can you have the final say? Don't talk about it all day long, just live hard, and I will celebrate your birthday when you turn [-]."

"Okay, okay~ You have the final say, then I will live to be 100 years old..."

"It's not a loss to live a few more years!"

The old lady smiled and said without temper: "Okay, I will live a few more years..."

Mother Ye looked at the two grandmothers and grandchildren, and said sourly: "I know how to be filial to your grandma, and make her happy every day. I have never seen you so filial to my old lady, and you know how to piss me off and talk back to me every day."

"I'm sorry, you didn't treat me like a treasure like the old lady."

"How can I treat you as a treasure? Don't you know what kind of virtue you have? It's not bad if you can raise you so much and not be killed."

"Look...you think about killing me every day..."

Mother Ye picked up the whip on the table beside her, and made a gesture to flick him twice, but he cleverly hid behind his father, pushed his father against his mother, and then quickly slipped away.

Behind him was his old lady's scolding voice, "Go away, you bastard, die while you die..."

"Hey hey hey...you bastard (woman)...it's none of my business, you even scolded me together..."

"Just scold you, your good son."

"Didn't you give birth?"

Ye Yaodong listened to the angry scolding from his old mother behind him, as well as the slapping and slapping of his father, mixed with his father's ouch, the house seemed extremely lively.

With the corners of his mouth raised, he put on the sun hat on the stool at the door, and walked briskly outside.

I deleted, deleted, edited and changed the follow-up plot there today, I deleted a bunch, I was sleepy, another one will be added tomorrow