2006: School beauty loves me again

Shanmuxi Village is about 5 kilometers away from the town and 40 kilometers away from the county seat.

Although it is not far away, the mountain road is difficult to travel and it is basically isolated from the world. The elderly in the village will not go down the mountain once a year.

The environment in the village is also relatively primitive and backward. The year before last, in 2006, it was listed as the first batch of village-level organization activity venue construction sites in the country.

Later, the superior finance allocated 41500 yuan to build a village-level organization activity center with an area of ​​190 square meters for Shanmuxi Village.

The so-called activity center is actually a simple bungalow with a brick and wood structure, a red tile roof, and white ceramic tiles on the outdoor walls. It is equipped with aluminum alloy windows and stainless steel anti-theft nets. It looks spacious and bright, but the key is practicality.

There are three rooms in the activity center, one is a conference room and one is an office. The office is crowded with all the village branch committee members and two committee members.

The last room is an activity room, with only an old table tennis table and two rackets.Because this activity room is very large and provided to villagers for free, it is often used by old men and women to play mahjong...

Such a simple project started in August 2006, took one year and three months, and was not completed until November 8.

In addition to the inaction of some people, it also shows how rugged the mountain roads in this village are.

If you want to get rich, build roads first—this is a slogan that Chinese people have shouted for many years.

At the first villagers' congress after the activity center was built, the proposal to raise funds for road construction was unanimously approved.

In early December, 278 households in the village, with the per capita income of only 1500 yuan per year, each donated 500 to 1000 yuan, raising a total of 22.3 yuan to prepare to build a 2.5-meter-long main road connecting the mountain. Kilometers of simple asphalt road.

At 04:30 in the afternoon, when he went to the village committee for a meeting, Chu’s father took his wife and Chu Xun with him.

The purpose is to create opportunities for her daughter and Fangyuan to be alone.

Regarding this, Chu Xun was speechless, and Fangyuan said that the old man and lady were really sensible.

The conference room could only accommodate representatives from each family, so Chu's mother and Chu Xun stayed in the activity room to play by themselves.

Chu Xun took a racket and banged it against the wall to entertain himself, while Chu's mother sat on the bench and looked up at the 21-inch black and white TV hanging in the corner.

The new issue of "Focus Interview" last night was replayed on the TV. The theme of the interview was "The Spring Equinox Era of College Entrepreneurship - Early Summer".

When the TV was turned on, the interview was already in the middle.

The host Jing Yidan was wearing business attire, a shirt on top and jeans on the bottom. Xia Chu, a simple and plain-looking woman with fair skin and fair skin, sat opposite each other on two small single sofas.

Jing Yidan: As you said before, I personally think that "Feiyoushe" will completely change the sluggish employment situation of college graduates. This is a cause that will benefit the future and benefit the future. I would like to ask you on behalf of the national audience, What gave you the idea of ​​doing this project?

Xia Chu flipped up her hair and said calmly: At first, I just wanted to start my own company in school. The entrepreneurial project plan was drafted for a long time but was not completely perfected. Finally, a classmate gave me inspiration. I wanted to focus on employment. , but the specific implementation logic was his idea, and I am very grateful to him.

Jing Yidan: Is the classmate you mentioned your partner and current chairman of FLY Group, Fangyuan?

Xia Chu nodded: It's him, yes.

Jing Yidan smiled and looked at the camera: Let me introduce to you that Fangyuan not only owns Feilai Group, which has a wide range of industrial chains and subverts many traditional business logics, but he is also the "Feilai Group" that has been gaining momentum in the university market recently. Co-founder of "She".

The host turned to Xia Chu: Fangyuan rejected the invitation of our column team. To everyone, he is too mysterious.

As far as I know, he is not only your partner, but also your junior. Here, can you introduce him to everyone, or how do you evaluate the person who is called the "ideal type in the world" in your heart? What about Fangyuan?
Xia Chu secretly scratched his right hand with his left hand: young, handsome, and smart.

Jing Yidan thought she was going to continue talking, so he waited for a few seconds, but Xia Chu just shrugged and said: That's it.

Jing Yidan is a very professional host who has received professional training. No matter how speechless he is, he only has a polite smile on his face.

Jing Yidan: Girls are usually mentally older than boys of the same age. Do you think that when Fangyuan reaches such a position at a young age, she can keep her true heart and not be pulled down from the altar?

You know, they say the higher you stand, the harder you fall.

Xia Chu: No.

Jing Yidan: Are you saying he won’t hold on to this position?

Xia Chu: He is very mature and will not seek death.

Jing Yidan:......

Keep smiling: Okay, let’s continue talking about the “Flying House” project. As we all know, as soon as this project was launched, it attracted the attention of Malaysia’s super consortium and received an angel investment of US$500 million. So you now have it. As a third-year college student with a net worth of tens of millions, will this sudden wealth change your mentality?

Xia Chu shook his head and still answered calmly: No.

Jing Yidan: Oh?why?I feel that even at my age, I might not be ecstatic if I gained this kind of wealth overnight.

Xia Chu: That's the money my uncle invested. I'm not short of money myself. My dad said I should order more...

Jing Yidan:......

Jing Yidan: I’ll be right back after the commercial.

Advertisement—I won’t accept any gifts during the Chinese New Year this year. I won’t accept any gifts...

Chu's mother whispered softly on the bamboo bench: "What a handsome girl."

Then he turned to look at his son and said: "When you go to college, you should also study hard and follow other people's business to make a lot of money. If you are knowledgeable, you will always make a lot of money. Just like this Xiao Ni'er, and that method... eh, Isn’t your sister’s friend also called Fangyuanli?”

Chu Xun held the racket horizontally and bounced the ball in front of his chest, his eyes following the yellow ping pong ball up and down.

Hearing his mother's words, he replied nonchalantly: "Well, with the same name, he is the same person." Chu's mother glared at her son sideways: "What are you talking about? That boy looks older than your sister, and it's her Leader, it’s impossible for you to still study.”

Chu Xun curled his lips and stopped talking.

He is young and a little reckless, but he can distinguish the important from the important.

He felt that Fangyuan must have a reason for not disclosing his identity, and he shouldn't make decisions for others.

It's just... I'm still young after all, so it's hard to keep such a big secret, and it's hard to hold it in.

Chu Xun made an angry spin, trying to be cool and hit the ball away, but he missed it as soon as he twisted his waist.

Chu's mother lectured him: "Be careful, silly boy."

Chu Xun cursed secretly: "Damn rich man." '

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“Although there are many people who are unkind because of their wealth, not all rich people deserve to die.

"Yo yo, pull me down. Come down quickly. I'll do it. I'll do it."

At Chu Chu's house, Fangyuan and Xiao Nizi were having fun picking persimmons.

In spring and autumn, the persimmons are already ripe.

There is a persimmon tree outside the Chu Chu family's yard, and there is also one in the yard.

The tree in the yard is shorter. This year, it bears a lot of fruit, which is very large and hangs heavily on the treetops.

The wind picked up in the afternoon and blew down several of them. They fell to the ground and turned into dried persimmons.

Chu Chu felt distressed and said that it would be fine if she could eat it as soon as possible.

Fangyuan didn't know how to do it, so Chu Chu picked up a thin and long bamboo pole from under the courtyard wall and stood on a stool to knock.

While standing on tiptoes and stretching his arms to reach up, he chatted with Fang Yuan.

She said that the money raised by the village to build the road was handed over by the village chief to a construction company in the city, but more than a month has passed and construction has not started.

Many villagers complained and shouted that they were afraid that the village chief had been deceived.

Fangyuan advised her that it was possible to catch up with the Chinese New Year, and it was difficult to find road construction workers. It was possible to start construction after the Spring Festival. Not many bosses dared to squander the funds for this kind of livelihood project.

His big hands rubbed Chu Chu's stretched thin waist. Through the black thermal underwear, he could feel not only the softness and tenderness, but also the slightest warmth.

Chu Chu felt itchy from his touch. Her waist and heart were itchy. Her feet slipped and she almost fell down.

Fangyuan hugged her in the air, put her on the ground, grabbed the bamboo pole, and stood on the stool.

Knowing that he felt sorry for her, Chu Chu covered her mouth with one hand and chuckled, while supporting him with the other.

Fangyuan said: "Don't help me, pick up the persimmons."

"Oh."

Chu Chu flattened the hem of the floral cotton-padded jacket and aligned it under the tree.

Fangyuan swung his bamboo pole and knocked down two small persimmons growing on the same branch.

piu~
piu~
Two persimmons with yellow skin and green stalks fell steadily into Chu Chu's arms.

"Is that enough? No matter how tall the stick is, it's not long enough." Fang Yuan asked.

Chu Chu nodded and said: "That's enough. Just the two of us can eat it. Mom picked a basket before and dried persimmons. They don't like eating them very much."

Throwing away the bamboo pole and jumping off the stool, Fangyuan clapped her hands and pinched her round little face.

"You should also eat less, persimmons are cool in nature."

Sitting on the pony just inside the door, Chu Chu leaned against Fang Yuan and looked at the round, fat and cute little persimmon carefully towards the light outside the door.

Today is the first day of winter, and the orange persimmon skin is covered with a layer of white frosting.

Chu Chu felt that "all the persimmons go well" was a good sign of good fortune, and receiving the fruit from a pair of parallel twins was even more auspicious.

On the side, Fangyuan took a big bite and half a persimmon went into his stomach. It was very sweet but not astringent.

He was still processing the morning's "killer incident" in his mind, but it was difficult.

Gongge's reply to him was: I don't have the time to spare. I think you can protect yourself. You should have this bit of wisdom.

The most likely person gave a negative answer. Fangyuan could only continue to search for the clear line of logic in the chaos, just like piecing together a complete fish bone on a messy dining table.

Very difficult. (End of chapter)