Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 39
"70 yuan!!!"

The applause was mixed with people's shouts, exclamation, and envy.

Especially Jia Zhang's body trembling, eyes full of greed.

That's 70 yuan, and they can live comfortably for a year for their family.

"Damn little bastard, with such good luck, why didn't you save our family?"

"No, he got the 70 yuan from helping the yard, and we all share."

"Our Jia's family should divide at least ten yuan."

Mrs. Jia and Zhang were thinking about it, but they didn't dare to say it. After all, Director Wang was still guarding here. If she offended her, it would be her Jia family who would suffer.

"When she's gone, little bastard, let's see how I deal with you."

Jia Zhang clapped his hands louder, but Qin Huairu beside him clapped weakly.

This time, Yang Xiaotao completely reversed the direction of the wind in the yard.

If she had been able to pretend to be pitiful and win sympathy before, she would win over some people and tarnish Yang Xiaotao's reputation.

Then Yang Xiaotao was isolated inside and outside the yard.

But now, people from the sub-district office guarantee Yang Xiaotao, so these ordinary residents can't talk about it anymore.

Even if someone takes the lead, the weight of the street office must be weighed. If the street office is offended, there will be no benefit in the future.

The third master lowered his head, not daring to look at Yang Xiaotao, for fear that his heart would not be able to bear the sight.

At this moment, apart from self-blame, he was envious.

70 yuan.

Many people in the courtyard may not have so much savings these days.

Xu Damao, Sha Zhu, Yan Jiecheng and others all cursed Yang Xiaotao's shit luck in their hearts.

They even have some regrets, it would be great if they could bring it up.

"Thank you, thank you comrades from the Sub-district Office for your encouragement."

Yang Xiaotao calmed down and put the money in his pocket. He still had to put it away at this time, so as not to stimulate the little hearts of the animals in the courtyard.

He said to Director Wang, "I'm just putting forward immature opinions. What really helps us poor people is our country and our party."

"I believe that under the guidance of the party, united around the party, and the people of the whole country work hard together, we will get better and better. The country will also become stronger and stronger."

Yang Xiaotao showed his trust in the national team party at the right time, and this was the best way to get in touch with the people in the street office.

"Okay, I didn't expect Comrade Yang Xiaotao's awareness to be so high, he really deserves to have attended high school."

Officer Xiao Li on the side said happily, he had a natural liking for this kind of loyal and patriotic intellectual who was also a scholar.

"No wonder everyone says you love learning!"

"You're welcome, I just like reading books."

When the two said this, the people in the courtyard were also thinking about it, and most of them were surprised by the benefits Yang Xiaotao had obtained.

Some people are sour, and some people can't understand it.

As for Jia Zhang, after talking about his thoughts with Qin Huairu, Qin Huairu was not only not surprised, but took it for granted.

From their point of view, the money was for Yang Xiaotao, but without the people in the compound like them, how could they reward him?
Therefore, they must have a share of the money.

At this moment, a donkey cart creaked over from the entrance of the alley.

The gray donkey rushed here, attracting the attention of many children along the way.

This kind of transportation is a normal way of travel in this day and age. The children in Changsijiu City saw something new and ran behind and shouted. The man driving the car didn't care, and even the old man sitting in the car smiled at the children. laugh.

"The children in this city are smart, and they all play white and white. Unlike those bastards in our village, who climb trees and fish all day long, they are black and white."

"Hey, all the kids in the city eat white noodles, of course they're white."

"That's true."

"Master, it should be here."

The man named Shitou looked at the open gate, looked left and right, and said to the grandfather in the car.

"Then go in and ask. Make no mistake."

"Hey, good."

The grandfather got out of the car, stomped his feet on the ground, then inserted the cigarette rod into his belt, stepped over the threshold, and walked inside with his head up and chest out.

The stone behind him looked left and right, pulled the donkey cart aside, and immediately followed inside without worrying about it.

The two walked into the front yard, looking suspiciously at the empty yard, then heard crackling applause from the middle yard, and immediately walked towards the middle yard.

But at this moment, the affairs of the intermediate court had ended, Director Wang kindly said some words of encouragement to Yang Xiaotao, and then he was about to leave.

At this moment, Xu Damao in the crowd glanced around boredly.

Suddenly, two people walked in from the door.

Wearing rags and pudding clothes, he barely has the simplicity of the countryside. He looks like a farmer in the countryside. He saw this kind of person a lot when he went to the countryside.

With a roll of his eyes, today's resentment seems to have found a breakthrough to vent.

"Hey, you, where did you two come from?"

"Beggars, go out quickly, don't you see that we are in a meeting?"

"Talking about you, one by one, don't even look where this is."

Xu Damao spoke loudly, his body had already come in front of the two of them, blocking them.

The voice attracted all the people in the yard, Yang Xiaotao was talking with Director Wang in an official tone, so he also looked over at this time.

Seeing the appearance of the two of them, the man still has no impression.

But when he saw the old man, the images in his memory spewed out like a blowout.

After a moment of dizziness, Yang Xiaotao immediately knew who the old man was.

Yangjiazhuang, the old village party secretary, according to his seniority, he has to be called Grandpa.

In the entire Yangjiazhuang, a group of people with the highest seniority.

When his father Yang Laogen went to work in the city, he happened to be a worker in a steel rolling mill. Later, he married his mother and started a family here.

It can be regarded as walking out of Yangjiazhuang.

But Father Yang did not forget the place where he was born and raised. Every year, he would go back to Zhuangzi to worship his ancestors and bring some things back to help the people in his hometown.

So Yang Xiaotao is familiar with the people in the village.

The last time my father passed away, people from the village brought the coffin back together.

It's just that I didn't expect to see the old man here not long after.

Xu Damao stretched out his finger, Grandpa Yang's face was calm, but Shitou Yang showed anger. The anger of honest people stemmed from their disrespect for Grandpa.

"Didn't you hear? Hurry up and don't let grandpa do it."

砰

As soon as Xu Damao finished speaking, he felt his ass was kicked heavily, and then his body fell forward and lay on the ground, rubbing his arms on the ground, and two bloodstains soon appeared.

"Ouch."

"Who, who attacked grandpa unexpectedly."

"Da Mao. Yang Xiaotao, what are you doing?"

Xu Damao roared, and Xu's mother also ran over, looking at Yang Xiaotao angrily.

Yang Xiaotao didn't even look at it, and quickly came to Grandpa with a happy expression, "Grandpa, why are you here?"

After the voice fell, and with the fact that he was mostly a peasant, the people around him immediately knew the identity of this person.

This is from Yangjiazhuang, and also Yang Xiaotao's family.

This also understands the reason why Yang Xiaotao shot Xu Damao in full view.

Calling and scolding the elders in front of the descendants of the family, this is in the city. If it is in Yangjiazhuang, it will be strange not to be beaten to death.

Xu Damao was pulled up by Xu's mother, listening to Yang Xiaotao's words, his face was gloomy and terrifying.

If you don't care about the pain, you will be called to beat someone.

At this time, Director Wang came out from the crowd and looked at Mr. Yang with an excited expression on his face.

"Yang, old branch secretary?"

"Is it really you?"

Director Wang's appearance suppressed Xu Damao's yelling, while Grandpa Yang looked at Yang Xiaotao, who was building the same structure as he remembered, and the relief on his face was still there before he saw Director Wang running over.

"You are, Miss Wang?"

Mr. Yang asked uncertainly.

"That's right, old branch secretary, I'm Miss Wang from the old Wang's family."

The joyful Director Wang immediately took Mr. Yang's arm and was even closer than Yang Xiaotao.

When Mr. Yang heard this, he also showed nostalgia.

"Okay, okay, girl of the Wang family, okay!"

"Where are your mother and elder brother?"

"I haven't seen you for many years. Your brother didn't marry a wife last time. What about now?"

"Okay, my brothers are two boys, but my mother is unlucky, she left last year..."

The two of them chatted in the yard, and the mother and son of the Xu family looked sullen, and quietly retreated behind the crowd while everyone was not paying attention.

Yi Zhonghai and Yan Fugui also knew that the background of the old man in front of him would not be simple, so they also came forward to get acquainted.

"Yi Zhonghai, and those from the compound, come here!"

Director Wang took Mr. Yang's arm and shouted at the crowd.

"This one is the hero of our country!"

"The old branch secretary led our children to fight the RB devils and the white bandits. That was not at all ambiguous."

Yang Xiaotao listened on the sidelines, not surprised at all, these predecessors already knew about it.

He also knew that the old man's three sons fell to beating the RB devils. One of the two grandsons died during the liberation, and the other crossed the Yalu River and never came back.

Full of loyalty.

But Mrs. Yang didn't feel sad all the time. Instead, he said to the younger generation in the village that this is a contribution to the country, and it is a supreme honor to enter the hero's stele after death.

Perhaps, the modern Yang Xiaotao couldn't understand without having experienced that era.

But at this time, after living in this world for a few months, he has gradually begun to accept the familiarity and infection of the people around him, this kind of thing of giving up his family for everyone.

"In order to win, the three sons and two grandsons of the old branch secretary's family all sacrificed their lives."

"This is an example for all of us to follow, a hero to look up to."

Papapa

Knowing the past of the old man, especially the shocking deeds, the people in the courtyard couldn't help clapping their hands.

They respect from the bottom of their hearts those who have contributed to the construction of the motherland.

"It's all old stuff, don't mention it, don't mention it."

"I am an old man now, watching people in the village eat their fill every day, happy if they don't get cold or hungry."

"No matter how much our generation pays, as long as the younger generations live a good life, I will be happy."

When the old man talked about his children, he also had a moment of sadness, but it was quickly replaced by the children's glory.

His old Yang family is honored to have such children and grandchildren.

When he is underground, he can also take his children and grandchildren to meet their ancestors.

Yang Xiaotao was panicked, but he quickly eased up.

The old man is a loner, but he has tens of hundreds of children.
Because the entire Yangjiazhuang is his child.

(End of this chapter)