Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

Mother Wen came back soon and brought back a form showing the production status of each commune in Yu City.

"Xiao Lin, I want to tell you something that comes from my heart." Mother Wen looked at Lin Nianhe and frowned slightly, "I know that building a school is a good thing, but it is not finished until the school is built... Teachers are easier to find than students, you Do you understand?"

Lin Nianhe was slightly startled, remembering his previous experience of persuading students to study in the Shili Brigade.

"Which rural child shouldn't be part of the labor force? You guys, it's easy to build a school, but it's hard to get your child to go to school. Not to mention the school, not many people come to the three-month literacy class."

Mother Wen works at the grassroots level and knows very well what they are thinking.

She was hoping that the donation would arrive as scheduled, but she couldn't fool her daughter's friends.

Mother Wen hesitated for a moment, then pointed to a brigade at the end of the list and said: "Look, this Red Flag brigade, the well in their village has dried up long ago. It costs 2,000 yuan to build an engine well. They have been saving for four years... until now. No well has been drilled yet.”

"The whole village in their brigade has to use the only donkey cart in the village to pull water from the river every day. One trip takes six or seven hours. Each person can only get half a scoop of water every day... If the year is bad and there is a drought, , everyone in their village who can walk has to go down the mountain to fetch water.”

"In a place like this, if you build a school for them, you might as well dig a well."

Several people were silent.

They remembered what they had gone through when the Shili Brigade Village Primary School was first established.

There is no doubt that Shili Brigade is very successful in educating children, but the reason behind its success is Wang Hong.

If a few of them dare to rush into other people's villages and shout at the top of their lungs, "If you don't go to school, your whole family will be beaten"...

Six people went in, and if half of them came out, the villagers were merciful.

Lin Nianhe later realized that he might have been so smooth in the past two years that he had forgotten how to write about hardship.

Fortunately, she decided to make her first stop in Yushi, where she had acquaintances. If Mother Wen hadn't warned them, they would have rushed straight into the village... and a beating would have been inevitable.

Mother Wen folded the form and handed it to Lin Nianhe and said, "These are my own opinions. You can go take a look and discuss it with the party secretary and the others. They are still very good."

Wen Lan suddenly answered: "If it doesn't work, just give me a beating?"

Mother Wen's slap was faster than her mouth, landing on Wen Lan's back first.

"Thump, thump, thump, you'll know thump in one day! After you finish eating, hurry up and change your clothes. I'll take you to visit relatives in the afternoon!"

Wen Lan: "...!"

Wen Lan thought that when she returned home, she would be forced to go on a blind date.

But she never expected that before she put down the bowl, her mother had already made arrangements.

Wen Lan looked up at Lin Nianhe with eyes filled with horror.

Facing Sister Lan's little look that said "Help me", Lin Nianhe rolled his eyes and said as if in surprise: "Sister Lan, why are you still on a blind date? Doesn't that classmate from Beihang University like you very much?"

Lin Nianhe said and glanced at Wang Shumei.

Wang Shumei understood instantly and immediately put on a surprised face: "Yes, didn't he write you a love letter before? Although he is a little fatter, his school is good and he will be a cadre after graduation."

Beihang, fat man.

The direction of these two keywords should not be too obvious.

Wen Lan realized who they were talking about, but she didn't know how to answer these words...

Feng Wei?

Isn't that the good brother she went to the river with and went up the mountain to fight and beat people with?

Lin Nianhe turned to Aunt Wen and asked in a low voice: "Aunt Wen, you don't agree because the comrade is not from here, right?"

Mother Wen looked confused.

She had been dumbfounded.

What do these two girls mean?

A young college student pursued her daughter, the King of Hammers, but her daughter thought she was fat and refused to agree?

This is... going crazy!

Mother Wen glared at Wen Lan: "Why didn't you tell me?"

Wen Lan actually shrank his neck and said in a weak voice: "Because... he is too fat?"

"..."

As expected, Wen Lan received a beating.

But the good news is that she doesn't have to go "visiting relatives" in the afternoon. Wen Lan hid in the hut of her three sisters and asked Lin Nianhe to rub safflower oil for her.

After the pain eased a little, Sister Lan remembered to ask: "Hezi, why did you bring Feng Wei's photo?"

Lin Nianhe: "I feel like it will come in handy."

Of course, Mother Wen didn't just believe what they said, so she asked to see Feng Wei's photos.

Lin Nianhe actually showed her the photo - it was taken at Tiananmen Square when they went to watch the national flag raising.

After Feng Wei lost weight, his appearance was still very good. He was tall and strong, and with the blessing of having served as a soldier and being a college student at Beihang... he was enough to kill eight neighbors in an instant.

Wen's mother immediately felt that this young man showed his talents, so she agreed to have a relationship with Wen Lan when she returned.

"Hey...you two really dare to say, what if my mother has to let him come to the house?" Wen Lan whispered.

Lin Nianhe tilted his head and glanced at her and said, "In the worst case, you can ask Brother Feng to help call Aunt Wen. Then, if it doesn't work, just say that he has changed his mind and fallen in love with someone else, and you will seal your heart from now on." Love, I don’t want to be with anyone anymore, how about that?”

Wen Lan's eyes suddenly lit up: "Hezi, you are so quick-thinking!"

Lin Nianhe: "..."

This is not because she has a quick head at all.

It was Sister Lan who turned her head too slowly.

What the whole world can see, only she cannot understand.

Wang Shumei suppressed her laughter, and while braiding Wang Xiaoxiao's hair again, she asked, "Let's discuss it, what should we do about this matter?"

Lin Nianhe asked casually: "Sister Shumei, do you have any ideas?"

"If we are not short of money, we might as well dig another well for them. It would be considered a good deed." Wang Shumei frowned slightly, "But, this is not our three-acre land. If no one is watching, , it is easy for the quality of teaching to go wrong...at its root, this is actually not a matter of one well."

"Some of the methods we use in village primary schools will definitely not work - if the highest score in the final exam is only fifty, will we still be given bonuses?"

Wang Shumei spent half a year at Lingyun cram school and already had some experience in education.

Lin Nianhe nodded, then smiled bitterly: "Is it possible that each poor village needs to be given a way to get rich based on local conditions? I can't do it no matter how fast my brain is."

The three girls looked sad, and no one had any good solution.

At this moment, Su Yuncheng knocked on the door and came in, saying, "Let's go stay at the guest house first."

"what?"

"Oh yes, good, good..."

The Wen family's space was really limited, and there was no room for the six of them.

Mother Wen knew that her family's situation made it difficult to have guests, so she didn't stop them. She just brought them a bag of apples and red dates and let them eat at their leisure.

In the guest house, except for Wang Xiaoxiao who fell asleep because he was too tired, the other five people continued the meeting.

"I want to ask, don't we have real relatives here?"

Lin Nianhe pondered for a long time and looked at Wen Lan eagerly.

Wen Lan was a little helpless: "My mother is just the deputy director of the street. She can still be useful in speaking in front of the house. When she goes out... why don't she go to my grandma's village? Then she can still say a few words."

“Is there a school in our grandma’s village?”

"Yes, I have."

"..."

Lin Nianhe was speechless.

Su Yuncheng suddenly said: "I have relatives."

Lin Nianhe was confused: "Who is it?"

Su Yuncheng: "My second uncle."

"Hey...we are really relatives this time!"

Please take a day off today and make up for it tomorrow.