Return to the small fishing village of 1982

As a result, as soon as he went out, before he could finish stretching, he saw Secretary Chen and his family coming to visit.

"Ah? How come Secretary Chen is here when he is free? Come on, come in and sit down." After Ye Yaodong asked them to sit down, he shouted, "Dad, Secretary Chen is here."

He didn't know whether his father was in the room or at the back door, but he just had to yell.

Father Ye also heard his shouting. He hurriedly picked up his pants and came in from the backyard, without even fastening his belt.

"Oh, Secretary Chen is here. Sit down quickly. We have a couple of drinks together. We also have a few dishes to go with the wine today."

He didn't feel embarrassed, and he happily invited others to sit down and drink together. However, Ye Yaodong looked a little embarrassed. He didn't know if his father had washed his hands?

I entered the house in such a hurry...

Secretary Chen said with a smile: "No, no, the food has been cooked at home. I just came here to thank Dongzi. If he hadn't reached out in time, my eldest grandson might have died."

As he spoke, he took the basket from his wife's hand and opened the covering cloth on the basket, revealing two packets of Huazi, two bottles of Maotai, two bottles of cans, and two red paper packets of our famous local noodle tea cake.

This was already their most noble gift at the moment. A bottle of Maotai cost over ten yuan. The Ye family in the main room were shocked when they saw it.

Father Ye's eyes widened, "You...what are you doing? It's just a favor. Take it back quickly. You can get a lot of money from it. Why are you spending so much money? Take it and return it."

Ye Yaodong was also surprised. He didn't expect Secretary Chen to be so generous. He originally just wanted to try to see if he could be saved, but it was only a life, wasn't it?

"Yes, Lao Ye, don't push it. Today, when my son and his wife came back, I realized how dangerous my eldest grandson was at that time. He almost died."

"Then there's no need for such a big gift. We all belong to the same village, so shouldn't we help each other? Dongzi didn't do anything. It's your child's good fortune and his fate that shouldn't be cut off."

"No, the doctor said it. Fortunately, Dongzi gave first aid, otherwise Abin's child wouldn't have been able to go to the hospital. He was already out of breath. You must accept these things, they are also ours. A little care."

"No, no, no, why are we embarrassed to accept such a big gift? Take it back quickly. Take it back. The folks in my hometown should help when they see it. How can I give such a heavy gift?"

Father Ye said he wouldn't accept anything, not because he wasn't moved, but because he felt he should help, so why did he have the nerve to accept so many valuable things.

"Oh, these things are not worth a child's life, please accept them quickly."

"That's right, take it, take it, don't push it around..."

"This is a little bit of our thoughts..."

"I really can't accept it..."

"Take it back quickly..."

The two families were pushing and shoving, and if they weren't all smiling, an unsuspecting person might have thought they were about to fight.

Seeing that Ye Yaodong was also a little helpless, this is how Chinese people give gifts. They like to push them around, or make some pretentious remarks, as if accepting them simply would make them look bad.

He leaned against the wall in the corner and watched them going back and forth. Anyway, he didn't care. It was just a matter of course. It was up to his parents to accept him or not.

In the end, Father Ye and Mother Ye couldn't resist, and accepted it with a smile on their face...

"Is the child okay?" He looked at the gap and asked.

"It's okay. I brought it back today. I'll just raise it at home for a few days."

Mother Ye said: "The child must be frightened. Go to the drugstore to buy some pearl powder for him to eat and calm down."

"Yes, I'll give it to him as soon as he comes back, and then give him some more when he goes to bed at night." It was Secretary Chen's wife who spoke.

Mother Ye wiped her hands on her apron and said sheepishly: "Well... let's all sit down and have something to eat together. The food is ready, but there is nothing good. I didn't know you were coming, so I didn't leave any more good food to come back." …”

"No, no, we are here to thank you, not to eat. No one has enough food. How can I bring a whole family here to eat? You eat, you eat..."

As soon as Secretary Chen entered the door, he saw a large pot of sweet potato shredded rice in the earth stove. He was building a house and was reluctant to eat white rice. How could he let his family sit down.

"It's okay. I have enough rice at home. I'll just cook another pot later..."

"No, we will go home to eat later. The food has been cooked at home. I originally wanted to come over in the morning, but I saw that you were either building a house or going to sea, and no one was home, so I waited until dinner time before coming over. "

Otherwise, no one would come to visit you during the meal. Isn’t this just a matter of trying to get some food? Whose family’s food is not precious? I don’t even have enough to eat at home.

At this time, many of the guests who come to our house will not stay to eat, or they will bring their own rations.

Secretary Lin thought about it and felt it was necessary to remind them, "Also, there is something I want to remind you. In the afternoon, Lin Ji from the village went to the commune and said that his relatives wanted to buy your homestead, but I blocked him. You guys Pay attention."

"Ah? There are so many open spaces in the village, why did you choose my house?" Father Ye was surprised.

Ye Mu also suddenly understood and said: "No wonder I saw Lin Jishang leading a few people around our homestead in the morning."

"The whole village has been saying that your new house has good feng shui these past two days, so your house has been selling big products one after another..."

"ah?"

Everyone was shocked, just because of this unfounded feng shui?

Ye Yaodong was also speechless. This was just a casual comment from him...

If that piece of land had good feng shui, why would he have been poor all his life? This is all about fate, okay?

"Isn't this possible? Just spread a few words and someone wants to buy our land?"

The Ye family could not believe it.

Ye Mu followed up and said, "I saw an old man among them chatting away in the morning. So it turns out he's doing Feng Shui?"

"Your family is really in the limelight recently."

"Which relative of Lin Jishang's family is he from? Where is he from?" Ye Yaodong asked.

Lin Jishang's family was rich in his last life. I heard that there were houses everywhere in the city and the provincial capital, and he didn't say that he wanted to buy their homestead. His butterfly wings were flapping...

"That's not clear. He didn't tell me. He also wanted to ask me if I had obtained the certificate. If not, I would transfer the land to him. I said that I had already issued the foundation certificate to you, and the Qian Village Committee had also collected it and registered it. , let him change the land."

"That's good. Our foundation stones have been laid and the house has started to be built. How can we sell it to him?" Father Ye frowned. The house has started to be built, and Cheng Yaojin actually showed up.

"I don't know if he has given up, and I don't know who his relatives are. What happened in our village has only happened a few days ago, and I didn't expect it to spread so quickly. Anyway, just pay attention. You have paid the money and obtained the certificate. The land is already It’s yours, and no one else can take it by force.”

"Okay, thank you for letting me know."

Secretary Chen followed closely: "Then you just eat first and we won't disturb you."

"Stay and have a couple of drinks. I still have some rice wine at home..."

"No, no, no, we have to go back to eat..."