"I just want to ask, who is the happiest when these machines are sent to Zhengxing Brigade?"
Luo Xuan asked Huayang Elder with a smile, "How many people know that Nanhua Palace has donated so many machines and equipment to the production team for free?"
Huayang brushed his long beard and replied slowly, "The happiest people must be the members of the Zhengxing brigade. The people who know this are for the time being people from the production brigades along the way, and in a few days
By the end of the day, people in the entire Hongxing Township will know about it."
Luo Xuan sighed slightly, "What's the use of just making the members happy? Can they increase the cost of repairing Nanhua Palace for you, or can they solve the shortage of sesame oil for you?"
When Huayang Lao Tao heard this, his eyes widened, "We monks are kind-hearted and indifferent to fame and fortune. If we do good deeds just to satisfy our selfish desires, wouldn't it be..."
Luo Xuan said, "Bah," he said, "Do you believe what you said? It's better to be a real villain than pretend to be a bird that doesn't eat the fireworks of the world."
"Niubi, you are not convinced. I believe you really have no greed, but don't forget your responsibilities."
"As long as you live, just take care of yourself? Do you want to continue practicing Taoism? Do you want this Nanhua Palace anymore? Do good deeds and imitate the high moral integrity of the ancients? Wearing brocade clothes but sneaking around late at night, isn't that a fool?"
Luo Xuan said coldly: "Since you value silent dedication, you don't want fame or fortune at all.
Then you might as well ask your disciples and grandsons to secretly send these machines to the countryside at night, carrying them on their shoulders, and place them on the production team's land without anyone noticing.
Wouldn't it be more low-key if you just go away and don't let anyone know about it?"
original,
According to the prior agreement, the fundamental purpose of donating these machines to the production team for free is to add a layer of protection to Nanhua Palace.
Solve Liu Fugui's work problems.
By the way, he also followed Luo Xuan on his head, adding a layer of halo.
Now, don’t look at the old Huayang Taoist who has lived for more than 50 years but has no experience in the world. He is ready to donate the machine... quietly??
How is that possible?!!
This is a great thing that is extremely beneficial to all parties. We should not take the opportunity to speculate and publicize it.
How can this be done?
According to Luo Xuan's opinion, this matter must be fried, it must be fried well, and it must be fried over and over again!
Not only does it need to be speculated, but the archway has to be erected big and high, and local celebrities have to be invited to cut the ribbon and consecrate it!
People like Huayang Lao Tao, who say they are indifferent to fame and wealth, but actually want to achieve their own goals, are called "meats" and fake!
Whatever you do, you either don’t do it or you do it thoroughly.
Donating money and materials should be a celebration.
To give out red envelopes, you have to find two pieces of red paper to wrap them, right? Donating so many machines, it’s not okay if we don’t wrap them properly.
It’s hard to buy red silk, that’s okay!
A large piece of the curtain in the main hall of Nanhua Palace was torn off and washed thoroughly to reveal its original bright red background.
Then let the remaining three or four Taoist priests in Nanhua Palace tear these curtains into shreds, carefully tie them into bows, and tie them one by one on the threshing machines and threshing machines.
Wait until this thing is done.
The rows of machines placed in the backyard of Nanhua Palace suddenly filled with a festive atmosphere.
When people look at it, they feel refreshed and at ease in their hearts!
On the one hand, Luo Xuan asked Liu Fugui to go to the township office to invite Zhang Wei, the broadcaster and interviewer.
With Zhang Wei's loudspeaker, Nanhua Palace's donation of agricultural machinery to the production team could be widely publicized.
It can spread throughout Rongwei County in an instant!
On the other hand, Luo Xuan returned to school and went straight to the old principal and asked him to mobilize senior students to come to Nanhua Palace to help carry the machine.
Nanhua Palace supports agricultural production and construction free of charge. This is a typical good deed done by a good person. The old principal hopes that he and Hongxing Township Senior Primary School can also get a little glory in this matter.
When he heard about this, his face suddenly lit up with excitement, "Okay! Our school should vigorously cooperate and support such a good thing!"
Teacher Zhao, hurry up and go to the sixth grade and select those students who are both good in character and academics and have good physical fitness... Ah, wait a minute, Teacher Zhao, when you select students, you should pay attention to those students who look... Well
,You know.
Let them go back quickly and put on white shirts, red scarves, and sneakers.
We have to go to the township office to be inspected by the leaders; we also have to go to the production team to show the magnificence of our school teachers and students to the broad masses of commune members.
So, ah... you still have to pay attention to your personal image!"
Wait until Teacher Zhao happily goes to the class to select students.
The old principal stood up from behind his desk with a blushing face and walked up to Luo Xuan.
He reached out and patted Luo Xuan's shoulder affectionately, "Well, this classmate, you have done a great job! Anything that is beneficial to our collective, ah, is a good thing that can add glory and honor to our collective."
The first thing you think of is to come back and notify the school leaders.
You did a good job in this matter!
Oh, by the way, you look familiar to me... Which class are you in and what's your name?"
"My name is Luo Xuan, and I am a student in Class 52."
Luo Xuan replied, "I also applied to the school leader to skip a grade..."
"Oh, so you are a student in Teacher Yuan's class? Well, you did very well, very well."
The old principal's smile was as bright as the peach blossoms in April.
It's just a bit too much...
"What? Skipping a grade? Let's put this little thing aside for now. I'll study it later."
“Our school’s most urgent task now is to go all out and do our best to handle this major event in front of us, which is a good thing that all walks of life are actively supporting agricultural production, and to create some momentum!
Ah, through this matter, other people in society can be mobilized to actively support the production and construction of our rural production teams!
This...ah, let's go, take me to Nanhua Palace first and see if they have anything else that needs our school's cooperation..."
Teacher Zhao went to the class and most of the so-called students with excellent academic performance were the children of urban residents and workers.
It will take some time for them to go home and change into white shirts and white sneakers.
Take advantage of this opportunity.
Luo Xuan also arranged for people to go to the bamboo forest outside the school and cut some bamboo poles back to use as poles to lift the machine.
This time, it was not in vain to cut down the bamboos at the surrounding commune members’ homes.
The old principal patted his chest on these expenses and promised that the school would provide them with appropriate financial compensation.
In this way, Hongxing Township Senior Primary School can justifiably say: This time, we will strongly support the agricultural production construction of the production team, our school! Haha, we also contributed money and efforts.
When the time comes to give a speech at the commendation meeting, when the old principal speaks... he will feel more confident.
so,
When Peng Yong, Yu Guijun and others went to cut bamboo, they also paid for the two bamboo poles that Luo Xuan had paid for last time.
The office funds in the school should be used on students, and it is legitimate and justified.
Those outstanding student representatives selected by Teacher Zhao ran home one by one as soon as they received the task.
There are not many opportunities to show your face to the district and township offices and production brigade.
Coupled with the death order from the old principal, who dares not to complete it within 20 minutes?!
After a while, about 40 selected male and female students gathered in the Nanhua Palace courtyard.
I saw these students, all with faces as smeared as monkey butts, and the female students even put on a little lipstick.
Then, regardless of gender, everyone put a little cinnabar on their foreheads.
Looking at the courtyard full of students wearing bright white shirts, blue pants, white sneakers, and red scarves, Luo Xuan felt both familiar and funny.
"Bang——" sound!
The gongs that have been treasured for many years in the school rang.
"Dong, dong dong, dong dong dong——"
The big drum was beating, and the strong physical education teacher personally beat the drum to cheer.
It would not have taken so many people to deliver the machines, but in order to increase the momentum, the old principal sent people to the warehouse to move all the waist drums and suonas.
The school is poor and has limited facilities.
Teacher Zhao and some class cadres who went to move the musical instruments gave full play to their subjective initiative and moved out the colorful flags that were to be used at the sports meeting from the warehouse.
Female students are not suitable for carrying threshing machines, so one person should carry a threshing machine.
There are just too many people, and we can’t settle down like this.
Then let the remaining female students each have a musical instrument, regardless of the sound, as long as they can make a big noise!
For students who really didn’t have any musical instruments to play, they were asked to wave red and green flags and cheer for everyone on the sidelines.
"Dong Dong Qiang, Dong Dong Qiang——"
"Bang——"
The yard suddenly became noisy with gongs and drums, and colorful flags were fluttering. It was so lively!
see the situation,
Ji Xuyuan's cheeks twitched, and he saw him walking slowly to Luo Xuan's side, and whispered: "Wouldn't it be a bit overwhelming if we do this?"
Luo Xuan also whispered back, "Then go quickly, Uncle Teacher, please come out! Uncle Teacher, please dress appropriately and walk slower."
Moreover, you must ask the teacher to walk at the front of the line! Flowers are still flowers, and no matter how lush the green leaves are, they are also used to set off."
Ji Xuyuan nodded and patted Luo Xuan's shoulder discreetly to encourage him.
Then he turned around and went into the side courtyard and asked Master Chengmao to go.
Not long after, the students carried all the machines to the school gate and began to organize the team to send them to the township office.
At this time.
I saw Ji Xuyuan and Huayang Lao Dao, one on the left and one on the right supporting an old Taoist with little hair left and his beard and hair all white, walking out tremblingly.
All the teachers and students in the school know that there is an old Taoist in Nanhua Palace.
But everyone has only heard of his name and has never seen him in person.
When we saw it today, everyone gasped!
Old Taoist Chengmao rarely showed up today. He was wearing a moon-white robe, which was densely covered with patches of various colors.
Because the robe was so old, the friction-thin fabric still had many holes that could not be patched.
The Taoist robe simply had small holes in it, like a fish dying of thirst in a shallow puddle.
The old Taoist took a step, and countless small openings on his robe flickered, as if he was choking in silence.
Today, the silent old Taoist's face is completely gone from the rosy look it used to have.
Perhaps it was because he put a little turmeric on his face.
Today, Chengmao Lao Dao has sparse hair, a white beard, and a wrinkled, sickly face. It seems that he will die anytime and anywhere due to long-term malnutrition and lack of medical treatment...
"It's not easy! It's so touching..."
When the old principal saw this, he was half solemn but also half sad. He stepped forward to meet him, stretched out his hand to support the crumbling Cheng Mao, "Master, you are weak, so don't go out and work hard. These things.
, just leave it to us..."
"ah?"
"Wine is good? I will abide by Taoist rules throughout my life...not drink alcohol."
Old Taoist Chengmao seems to be a little deaf today...
Obviously last night, when he taught Luo Xuan how to meditate, he was still in high spirits. It was really strange!
