Golden Fishing Village

Ao Muyang had overlooked this matter. On the day he went fishing for loaches and eels, many children went to the paddy fields to catch loaches and eels. He had never paid attention to this matter.

Over the past ten days, the children went to the paddy fields every day to make money from him. I am afraid that the paddy farmers had been miserable.

Probably because he now had prestige in the village and the children were unintentional, the paddy farmers did not dare to come to him directly.

Ao Zhitong was embarrassed to come to him. After hearing Ao Muyang's happy agreement, he also explained: "I have no choice, Yangzi. I can't go out to sea at my age. I rely on this paddy field to earn some living expenses."

As he said this, he became more worried: "Alas, this year, the typhoon caused half of the roof of my house to collapse. I don't know if the money from harvesting rice is enough to repair the house."

Typhoon Betty was very fierce. After it landed, it caused considerable damage to the coastal areas. Many houses in the village had problems.

It's not so bad now that the weather is hot. The house is not cold even if it leaks air. On the contrary, it's quite cool. But after August, it will be September, which is autumn. If the house is not repaired by then, the old man will suffer.

The old man was even more worried when he thought of this. His face was full of wrinkles as if they were carved by a low-quality chisel. Each wrinkle carried the pain of years of torture. He looked like an old animal. He could only accept life and was lifeless.

Ao Muyang frowned and said, "Grandpa Tong, your roof was blown off by the typhoon?"

Ao Zhitong sighed and said, "Oh, yes."

Sun Fuhua said with a cigarette in his mouth, "Grandpa, your roof was blown off. You are lucky. The walls of several families have been overturned!"

His tone was relaxed. He had seen a lot of such things. To be honest, the more such things happened, the happier he was, because it meant more work for his engineering team and more money he could make.

Ao Muyang asked: "Do you know the situation of my grandfather's house?"

Sun Fuhua nodded: "I looked around and have some impression. A roof on the east side of the house was lifted up, right?"

Ao Zhitong nodded woodenly, and his face became more and more sad: "Yes, the roof on the east side of the house was lifted up."

Ao Muyang asked: "How much does it cost to repair his roof?"

Sun Fuhua said: "At least 3,700 to 800 yuan. The labor cost is high these days, and the old man's house is an old brick and tile house. Those blue bricks and blue tiles are not easy to find. I'm talking about the price of red bricks and red tiles. If you want to use the old blue bricks and blue tiles, 5,000 yuan will not be enough."

Ao Muyang pondered for a while and said: "I'll give you 5,000 yuan, Boss Sun, you take the trouble to find the old blue bricks and blue tiles to repair the roof for my grandfather."

Hearing him say this , Ao Zhitong was stunned, and then he waved his hand quickly: "Hey, no, it's not necessary, it's not necessary, I can handle this matter of Yangzai myself, just buy some bricks and tiles to clean it up."

Ao Muyang shook his head and said: "Don't be stubborn, Grandpa Tong, what if you climb the roof at your age and something happens? I'll ask Boss Sun to help you fix it, just as an apology for the children in the village digging your paddy field."

Ao Zhitong still waved his hand and said: "No, really no, Yangzai, you are a good kid, I know. I can do it myself, I'll ask Dayong to come back and do it."

Someone in the village was playing here, and when he heard his words, he laughed: "Uncle Tong, can you count on Dayong? Damn, that bear still remembers that he has you as his father?"

The old man stretched his neck, lowered his eyes, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then sighed deeply: "Oh!"

"Okay, Uncle Tong, listen to Yangzi. Yangzi is kind enough to help you. Can you find another kid like him in the village?"

Sun Fuhua said, "Brother Xiaoyang is open-minded. Well, old man, I'll give you a discount."

He calculated, "Blue bricks and blue tiles are hard to find. I'll charge you the cost price. I'll tell the brothers about the labor cost. Since Brother Xiaoyang smoked so many cigarettes and drank wine at night, we'll ask for less. I guess 4,500 to 6,000 yuan will be enough."

Ao Zhitong shrank his neck gratefully and shrunk his shoulders. He said to Ao Muyang, "Thank you, Yangzi."

The old man's action of shrugging his neck was tantamount to bowing. Ao Muyang quickly supported him and said, "Grandpa Tong, this is a small matter. You don't have to think too much. I'll go to the village later to see if there are any other families with If you can't repair the house yourself, I'll help you. "

Ao Qianying, who was drinking tea under the shade of a tree, said: "Yangzi, I'll go with you. I don't have much money, but I can help with the work."

"I'll go too, I'll go together to lend a hand."

"I'll call my brother, let's go, we're from the same clan, and we have to help each other when we encounter natural disasters."

Ao Zhitong said again: "Yangzi, my house doesn't need old tiles and old bricks, red bricks and red tiles are cheaper, use red bricks and red tiles."

Sun Fuhua said: "It can save a thousand..."

Ao Muyang interrupted him and said: "No, just use old bricks and old tiles! Listen to me, Grandpa Tong, this house must be kept in its original appearance, I know it in my heart, and you will know the benefits of using old bricks and old tiles in the future."

Longtou Village is a big village, and there are still many lonely elderly people in the village.

This is the hard life of the fishermen. They go out to sea for many years, and almost every year someone has an accident at sea. After decades of accumulation, it is natural that there are many lonely families in the village.

Ao Muyang went to these houses to check. He asked Sun Fuhua to count the problems in the houses. He would arrange for people to repair them one by one, and he would pay for them.

Ao Fugui came after hearing the news. After listening to his arrangements, he said indignantly: "Yangzi, this matter should not be handled by you, but by Ao Zhiyi. This is the village's business."

Ao Muyang asked: "Will he do it?"

Ao Fugui snorted, "Don't even think about it!"

Ao Muyang spread his hands and said, "That's it. If he doesn't do it, I'll do it."

Ao Fugui widened his eyes and said, "But this matter has nothing to do with you. This is the village committee's business. There are so many cadres in the village committee. You are meddling in other people's business."

Ao Muyang said, "How can this be considered meddling in other people's business? These are the grandparents who watched us grow up. When we were young, we often went to their fields to steal peanuts and corn. When our parents went out to sea, they often went to their homes to eat and drink, right?"

Ao Fugui smiled awkwardly and said, "Yes, that's the case."

Ao Muyang patted him on the shoulder and said, "So, people always have to be grateful. Besides, I have my own purpose in doing this."

"What purpose?" Ao Fugui asked subconsciously.

Ao Qianlai, who looked silly, turned around and said, "The village committee is rubbish now. Our village will have a new term next spring. Uncle Zhiyi is the village chief of Kiba. Get rid of him!"

Ao Fugui suddenly realized.

Ao Muyang was shocked. He looked at Ao Qianlai in surprise and said, "Uncle Qianlai, my purpose is so obvious? You can see it?"

Ao Qianlai still looked silly: "What purpose?"

"You just said the change of term, didn't you say it?"

Ao Qianlai nodded woodenly: "Yes, I heard Fugui say that this is the village committee's business, but the village committee doesn't do anything. It will be removed next year, all removed!"

Ao Fugui blinked and said, "How long have I been talking about it? You just reacted?"

Ao Qianlai looked confused: "You have been talking for a long time? No, I just heard it."