Tian Lu glanced at the document in Yang Chen's hand, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said: "The village chief sent it here personally at noon and said... that the low-income families should be reserved for poorer families. Our family occupies three or four of the quotas.
Even now, he doesn't like to be partial."
After Tian Lu said this, a wry smile appeared on her face.
"What does Zhao Tiechui look like? Is there anyone else in Qingshan Village who needs subsistence allowances more than yours?"
When Yang Chen heard Zhao Tiechui's nonsense reason, he sneered and slapped the document on the table, with a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.
"It's okay. Since the village chief has said it, what can we do. Besides... without the subsistence allowance, the worst I can do is work two more jobs and come back later. As long as my mother's illness can be cured, I can do anything.
"
A trace of helplessness and despair flashed across Tian Lu's big eyes, and she burst into laughter, forcing a self-consoling smile on her yellow face.
After Zhao Tiechui walked in with a cane at noon, Tian Lu had a bad premonition.
But she didn't expect that the village chief actually sent a document canceling the subsistence allowance.
Eighty yuan is not a lot of money to other people, but for Tian Lu, this eighty yuan can at least reduce some of the burden of buying medicine.
Tian Lu is not stupid. She knows that the reason why Zhao Tiechui suddenly canceled the subsistence allowance is because she spoke for Yang Chen a few days ago and proposed that Yang Chen be the village chief.
This... is public revenge for private revenge.
But Zhao Tiechui is still the village chief after all, and as long as he lives in Qingshan Village, he has to keep his head down.
"I understand! This old boy can actually do something like this!"
"Sister Lu, if you believe me, I will handle this matter."
Yang Chen saw the changes in Tian Lu's eyes and suddenly came back to his senses. He also understood that Zhao Tiechui did this to teach Tian Lu a lesson, and a playful smile appeared on his face.
"Yang Chen, don't be stupid. Everyone knows what kind of temper the village chief has. If you make him unhappy, your family's subsistence allowance will also be taken away. Xiao Ran will probably cry to death by then."
When Tian Lu heard this, she quickly raised her head, her eyes filled with anxiety.
"Don't worry, even if Zhao Tiechui doesn't cancel the subsistence allowance of eighty yuan a month, I have to go to the village committee in person to get it."
"Since the village chief has called for leaving it to those in need, then leave it to his idiot son!"
Yang Chen smiled.
"You...what do you mean?"
Tian Lu wiped her tears, her big eyes flickering, her face full of suspicion.
"Sister Lu, do you want to make money?"
Yang Chen changed the subject and asked, squinting into Tian Lu's eyes.
"think!"
Tian Lu didn't even think about it and nodded decisively.
In the years since her mother became ill, Tian Lu has been running around for medicine money and meals every day. She was originally an innocent girl who yearned for love, but she was forced by life to become a tomboy.
Making money has become her only thing over the years, and she has never slacked off for a day.
If her mother's condition had not improved, the news that Zhao Tiechui had sent her in the morning to cancel the subsistence allowance would probably have completely crushed her.
"Sister Lu, I remember that your two acres of land are also planted with watermelons, and they are right next to Xiaoran's watermelon field."
"To tell you the truth, Zhao An'an and I have just signed a cooperation agreement to build greenhouses to grow watermelons to supply his wholesale market all year round."
"If you are willing, you can contract your watermelon field to me, and I will give you a contract fee of 1,500 yuan a month. Then you come to the watermelon greenhouse to help, and I will give you another 1,500 yuan a month. What do you think?
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"This is much better than the pitiful low insurance premium given by Zhao Tiechui."
Yang Chen smiled.
"Three thousand and five months? Is this... so high?"
When Tian Lu heard the news, her eyes almost straightened out, and she felt her breathing became rapid. Even if she worked part-time outside, she could only earn eight or nine hundred yuan a month.
Including the two acres of land at home, the annual income is less than 12,000 yuan, and the average monthly income is only 1,000 yuan.
Three thousand five hundred yuan a month is an unimaginable amount of money for her. Even in Ning County, a salary of more than three thousand yuan a month is a good income.
"Is it high?"
Yang Chen was stunned and muttered.
"Yes! I do!"
Tian Lu hurriedly came to her senses, her face showed joy, and she nodded quickly: "Yang Chen, don't worry, if you really build that watermelon greenhouse, I will do my best to run it well, and there will never be any mistakes. If something goes wrong, you
...You deduct my money."
"Look what you said, what's the point of deducting money? Xiaoran can't tear me apart."
"Then it's settled. I guess Zhao An'an will arrive tomorrow. You can come when we set up the greenhouse and order watermelon seeds."
After saying that, Yang Chen glanced at the sleeping Wang Cuihua and said with a smile: "Then let's do this for now, it's getting late, I'll go back first."
"Yang Chen, I'll see you off."
At this moment, Tian Lu was filled with joy. She quickly wiped her tears of gratitude and followed Yang Chen out of the wing.
…
At noon the next day, a medium-sized truck parked behind Qingshan Village.
Several workers wearing work clothes removed various steel pipes and plastic films from the vehicles and were building a plastic greenhouse in full swing.
Jin Mei and Li Dashan stood aside, looking at the watermelon greenhouse that had begun to take shape, their excited eyes full of joy.
Since their son-in-law came to the door, they have seen how fast they can make money.
Among these workers, Tian Lu was wearing a worn camouflage uniform and gloves and was helping. Although sweat was dripping on her forehead, her face was filled with a happy smile.
"I didn't expect you to be so kind."
Not far away, Li Xiaoran was sitting in a wheelchair, looking at Tian Lu who was working, and looking up at Yang Chen with a cigarette in his mouth, his long eyelashes flashing, and a faint smile on his face.
"Huh? Is this the first time you've noticed? I've always thought that I'm a reserved, clean, kind, helpful, and decent person with a Bodhisattva heart."
Yang Chen knew that Li Xiaoran was talking about Tian Lu, so he lowered his head and bared his teeth and smiled.
"loquacious!"
Li Xiaoran rolled his eyes and muttered, then changed the topic and sighed longly: "Sister Lu is very pitiful. In the past years when my aunt has been ill, I have never seen Sister Lu ask anyone to borrow money in the village. Now she still has
The village chief took out the subsistence allowance. If it weren't for the watermelon greenhouse this time, Sister Lu might not be able to survive."
"Then how do you reward me?"
Yang Chen lowered his voice and quickly showed a hint of a bad smile.
"None of my business!"
Li Xiaoran's heart wavered slightly, his eyes flickered quickly, and he looked at Zhao An'an who was walking over: "Boss Zhao is here, please be more serious."
"Doctor Yang, how is my speed?"
At this time, Zhao An'an came over with a big belly, a proud smile, his eyes were dancing, his right hand holding a leather handbag pointed at the watermelon greenhouse being built, and said with a hearty smile.
"As soon as Lao Zhao takes action, he will know if there is any."
Yang Chen turned his head and gave Zhao An'an a thumbs up: "With the watermelon greenhouse, I guarantee that the first batch of watermelons will be produced in fifteen days at the earliest. The total output of the five acres of land will be at least 20,000 kilograms."
"That's good. Let's join forces and count money from now on, haha."
When Zhao An'an heard that he could produce 20,000 kilograms in fifteen days, he calculated in his mind that it would be 40,000 kilograms a month. According to the current wholesale price of high-quality watermelons on the market, which is ten yuan a kilogram, his monthly income would be 400,000 kilograms.
"Doctor Yang, should we give the watermelon a name?"
Zhao Anping said.
"Honey, I think it's appropriate to leave such a learned matter to you. You can do it."
Yang Chen looked down at Li Xiaoran and said suddenly.