Mu Yang was driving a Cayenne with his family in the car.

In a few minutes, the car arrived at the entrance of the village.

The village road is no longer the gravel road it used to be. It has been renovated and turned into a five-meter-wide cement hardened road.

My hometown gradually changed with his donations.

On both sides of the road, there is still a vast sugar cane field.

Mu Yang opened the car window and felt the air rushing into the car outside the window, which was very refreshing.

He was not driving very fast, and when the villagers saw the familiar car, they waved and said hello, and Mu Yang pressed the horn in response.

The road was repaired, the car went smoother, and the ride became more comfortable. It didn't take long to reach the door of my house.

The family's small villa has been built, with two and a half floors and a total construction area of ​​about 350 square meters. The European-style villa that I am willing to spend money to decorate looks very luxurious.

There are also some seasonal vegetables grown in the yard, which were grown by Mu Yang’s grandparents. They have moved into a small villa. In the past, they were reluctant to move in. During the Spring Festival last year, the family talked a lot.

Only then was he willing to move in.

Hearing the familiar sound of a car engine, the two old men looked expectantly at the gate and stood up to take a look.

"came back!"

Seeing their grandchildren getting out of the car, the two elders showed joyful smiles on their kind faces.

"Grandpa, grandma, how are you?" My sister ran over, hugged grandma's arm, and asked the two elders with a smile.

"Okay, I'm just waiting to hug my great-grandson." Grandma smiled happily, and at the same time looked at her, feeling that someone was missing, "Ayang, isn't the new daughter-in-law coming back with you?"

"Grandma, Xuelu has gone home. I'll come over and chat with you when you have time."

"Oh, when are you planning to hold a banquet?"

"Let's wait until she graduates from college. It's still a year and a half away."

Mu Yang chatted with his grandparents for a while, then took his luggage to his room.

His bedroom is on the second floor of the new house. His parents gave him the best house. Each room has its own bathroom and wardrobe room.

His mother helped him make his bed, and the quilts and mats were stored in the closet.

In the evening, Mu Yang's family had dinner with his uncle's family, chatting and laughing while eating.

My uncle currently works at Nianqing Reservoir, specializing in collecting fishing money; my aunt is responsible for collecting money at the farmhouse.

The uncle said with great interest: "Business is pretty good now. There are hundreds of people coming to fish every day, most of them driving from the city. We currently charge 5 yuan per hour based on pit position. Starting from two hours, if you bring in fish

Let’s go, just sell it by the pound, it’s a little more expensive than the market, but they are happy to take it away and say our fish is good.”

"The price is not expensive, and the pit construction fee will not be recouped in two or three years. However, it is just getting started. Once it becomes popular, the price can be increased slightly," Mu Yang said.

"Mr. Shi said the same thing. He said it would be good if the pit fees can be repaid within two or three years. We mainly make money from other places. When people come, they must eat, buy fishing consumables, and make money from selling fish.

Some." Uncle said cheerfully, "I heard from Mr. Shi that taking advantage of everyone's leisure time during the Chinese New Year, fishing activities will be held starting from the second day of the Lunar New Year. The advertisements have been placed in the city's evening newspapers. He said that we must first build our reputation.

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"For now, it's better to take advantage of Ayang's fame. Otherwise, if we just open it for a month or two, I think it will be good if we can get a few people doing business every day," the aunt said.

"It's okay to operate this way. The initial investment is relatively large. Just wait until it becomes popular. You must not ruin your reputation." Mu Yang reminded, "How is the business of the car repair shop?"

The uncle clinked glasses with Mu Lin, took a sip of the wine, and said happily: "That car repair shop has the best business. Our place is spacious and parking dozens of large trucks is not a problem, and we also built a

There is a rest room and food nearby. More and more truck drivers like to stop there to eat and rest, and some car drivers also like to wash their cars here."

Through the words of his uncle and aunt, Mu Yang roughly understood the changes in his hometown. Many villagers in the village went to work for two companies, and the personnel of the two companies gave priority to hiring people from their villages.

Therefore, many villagers are employees of Muyang.

And this number is quite large. There are more than 3,000 people in the village, and one or two hundred people work in Muyang's company.

Fang Shijing and Shi Yong, the general managers of the two companies, can figure out the boss's thoughts. If it weren't for repaying their hometown, they probably wouldn't be willing to come back to invest.

After dinner,

Mu Yang called the village chief and asked him to call other village committee members to come to his home because he had something important to say.

Mu Yang is the pride of the whole village, and many villagers now work in his company. Therefore, Mu Yang's prestige among the villagers is very high. Although Mu Yang rarely comes back, he is the one the villagers talk about the most, often

Mention him to outsiders: How is Mu Yang, the big boss of our village, so awesome!

Well, it seems like they are talking about themselves.

Half an hour later, the village chief and other village committee members came to Mu Yang's house.

After they sat down, Mu Yang went straight to the topic: "We just came back today, and there is something more important. There are many 60-year-olds in our village, and there are even many five-guarantee households who are helpless. In the spirit of giving back to our hometown,

As an idea, I plan to give a red envelope of 10,000 yuan to all the elderly people aged 60 and above in the village, as well as primary school teachers, hoping that they can have a good year."

As soon as Mu Yang finished speaking, the village chief and other village committee members were all surprised, including their uninformed uncles, aunts, and grandparents.

"ah!"

"Ayang, it's so much. A thousand pieces is enough. Isn't ten thousand pieces too much?"

"Yes, there are a lot of 60-year-olds in our village. I haven't counted them, but there are 500 to 600 people. Your one payment is 5 to 6 million yuan. This is not a small amount."

"I know, I have already planned this matter, it is not a child's play." Mu Yang said solemnly, "A few million is not a big problem to me."

He did not make this decision impulsively.

In fact, he is following Brother Dong's example, which is to shut up and restrain his mind.

Dong Ge probably did this during the Spring Festival of 2015. It is not too early for Mu Yang to do this four years in advance. If Mu Yang posted it later, then he would be said by netizens to "learn from Dong Ge".

Mu Yang has read an analysis of the reasons why Brother Dong gave red envelopes to the elderly.

That was a report in 2018. The analysis said that Dong Ge, as a boss who came out of the countryside, has become successful, prosperous and rich. It is inevitable that some fellow villagers will be jealous and hate the rich, and then they will make irresponsible remarks or spread rumors behind his back.

Make trouble.

Then he said that Brother Dong knew this very well, so he wanted to give back to his hometown people and let everyone feel how good he was. He distributed red envelopes one by one, which seemed to cost a lot of money, but it calmed the restless hearts of the villagers and made everyone feel good.

I talked a lot and created a good reputation.

But Brother Dong has indeed done a lot of good things for the people in his hometown. Every year when he goes back to his hometown, he gives 10,000 yuan in red envelopes to the elderly people over 60 years old in the village. He has been doing this for more than ten years, and every year he gives 3 to 4 million yuan in red envelopes instead of dozens.

Ten thousand yuan.

No matter what Brother Dong thinks, what his original intentions are, or how he behaves, he has indeed done good things for his hometown.

Mu Yang admires this kind of boss who has money to repay his hometown. Last year he had very little money, but now he is not short of money, let alone millions of dollars.

He plans to use this money from charity organizations.

Before going home, Mu Yang asked Fang Shijing to help him prepare seven to eight million yuan in new bank notes. When he came back today, Fang Shijing told him that the money was ready, he had applied for it from the bank, and he was putting it away.

It's in the bank and can be taken at any time.

"Village Chief, you go back and announce it to the whole village while everyone is here at night so that these elderly people can be prepared. At nine o'clock tomorrow morning, they must collect their ID card or household registration book in person. The age limit is the New Year's Eve.

In the first year of junior high school, it doesn't matter if it's one or two days late. Just follow the date of birth on the ID card. If you say how old you are, unless there are other old people to testify, it won't work no matter how you say it. If you mess up, it will be really messy.

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If you don’t have your ID card or household registration booklet in hand, you can testify that you cannot let anyone collect it on your behalf, unless you are ill in bed. At the same time, I would like to warn some people that this money is for the elderly, not for the young. The elderly are willing to spend it on the younger generation.

, That’s their business, but you can’t ask for it from the old man. If something ridiculous happens, you can handle it." Mu Yang said solemnly, with a very serious expression.

"Okay, just make your decision." The village chief said nothing more. He knew that Mu Yang was rich, and a few million yuan was just a drop of the mill compared to his net worth of tens of billions.

He and the village committee members were about to leave Mu Yang's house. Mu Yang said something that excited them: "Although some of your village committee members are not yet sixty years old, they also received 10,000 yuan in red envelopes for their contributions to the village.

, I hope to continue working hard next year.”

"Definitely, definitely!" The village chief and other village committee members did not dare to say no, and left with joy on their faces.

Fifteen minutes later, the village radio suddenly rang.

"Wai, Wai Wai, the whole village is paying attention, the whole village is paying attention, especially the villagers over 60 years old."

"Let me tell you some good news. Mu Yang, a big entrepreneur in our village, has decided to distribute 10,000 yuan in red envelopes to the elderly people aged 60 and above and primary school teachers in the village. They are required to line up at the primary school to receive them at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. There are a few points that need to be noted.

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The village chief's unique voice, shouted three times in a row, was scattered in every corner of the village, and even the villagers in the next village could vaguely hear it clearly.

Soon, the whole village knew about it.

Not long after, the whole village was in uproar!

Some old people are deaf, but they only found out when young people told them, and they were instantly moved to tears: In their old age, some people have difficulty moving, and it is difficult to even support themselves, and they don’t have a few dollars to wear themselves.

Some children heard clearly and went to various houses to serve as microphones: The big boss is back and wants to give each elderly person 10,000 yuan!

In some families, there are two elderly people over 60 years old, and there are even two elderly people over 60 years old, plus two elderly people over 80 years old.

At the beginning of 2011, ten thousand yuan was already a lot for this poor village.

Some families can earn less than 10,000 yuan a year just by growing less than two acres of green sugar cane. In terms of net income, it is even less.

In the past two or three months, Muyang's company has been recruiting workers in the village. Villagers who can go to work have received year-end bonuses and wages, and the economic situation has improved slightly.

Suddenly, some young people were particularly envious of the elderly in the village and wished they were sixty years old.

Ten thousand yuan suddenly impacted the helpless minds of these old people who had low incomes or even had no income for a long time. They were moved and shed tears.

Some old people asked the young people many times. They really couldn't believe it. After understanding the situation, they came to Mu Yang's house, secretly knelt down and kowtowed three times towards the door of Mu Yang's house, and then left secretly.
Chapter completed!