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Chapter 181 Funding Issues 

What Wen Yimin wants is the enthusiasm of these people. After he decided to build the road in Shangyang Village, Wen Yimin distributed most of the work to his subordinates, and the number of times he came to the production team increased. Less.

  Zhao Xiaoyan, who was expecting Wen Yimin to come to the production team every day, was completely stunned.

  It is a pity that the figure of that person has never appeared.

  After Zhao Xiaoyan's strange situation was discovered by Liu Chunhua, she couldn't help but say to Zhao Mantu at night: "His dad, does Xiaoyan have someone he likes? I think she has something wrong recently."

  Zhao Mantu was holding the oil lamp and looking at her hand. List.

  To build a road, of course, it requires labor. Wen Yimin told him that this road construction is not for the villagers to do in vain. He will calculate it on a daily basis and give each person a salary of one yuan a day.

  This is a good job, so many people are waiting eagerly for this good job that makes extra money.

  But Zhao Mantu doesn't want the people who usually love to rape and ski, now he is choosing good and diligent young people in the village.

  Hearing his wife's speculation, he was full of road construction, so he denied it without much thought: "We Xiaoyan are so behaved. Every day we don't help at home or go to girl Yao to play. Where can I get to know the young girl? Man, how come there are people you like."

  Liu Chunhua still felt something was wrong.

  But she also knew that the elders were not more delicate than women, and did not talk to Zhao Mantu. Instead, they took their daughter the next day and said mysteriously: "Xiaoyan, do you have someone you like? Tell your mom, I will give you a palm to see if he is suitable."

  Zhao Xiaoyan is making breakfast for the family with Liu Chunhua. Who knew that her mother would suddenly hold hands and ask this question.

  As if the dense fog was violently split by the sun after the sky cleared, Zhao Xiaoyan was startled and finally realized that she was in love with that man.

  There was a sweetness in my heart, mixed with unspeakable sourness.

  But in the face of her mother's stare, Zhao Xiaoyan played the most powerful acting skills of her life, pretending to be indifferent: "Mom, you want to go there, I don't have anyone I like."

  Liu Chunhua carefully looked at her daughter's expression and made sure. Not seeing the shyness on her daughter's face, she couldn't help but relax, but then she became anxious again.

  Xiaoyan is not too young anymore, other girls are looking for a good husband's house at her age, but her daughter doesn't even have a shadow.

  Liu Chunhua began to search for the matchmaker she knew, intending to let a reliable matchmaker find someone from the city for Xiaoyan.

  Her family, Xiaoyan, is good-looking and well-educated, so she can't stay in this country.

  Naturally, Zhao Xiaoyan didn't know her mother's plan, she finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Liu Chunhua no longer paid attention to her.

  But her heart became more entangled, and she couldn't help but feel nervous, would that person know that she likes him?

  And Wen Yimin, who was remembered by Zhao Xiaoyan, was calling his family in the provincial capital at this time.

  His road-building plan cannot be completed with just a touch of his mouth.

  But money is burned for road construction.

  Although Wen Yimin has plenty on hand, he doesn't have his own assets like Gu Zeming. And when I apply for funding, I don't know that the year of the monkey can only apply for it.

  After thinking about it, Wen Yimin can only ask his family for help.

  However, the head of the Wen family, Mr. Wen is a wise old man. He asked his grandson to go to the grassroots level to experience it, not just talking about it, so he dismissed Wen Yimin's request without much hesitation.

  When I get to the place, I still want to rely on my home, let alone the door, there are no windows!

Chapter 182 Insomnia

  Wen Yimin wiped his face helplessly as he listened to the beep of the phone being hung up.

  For his grandfather's ruthlessness, he can be regarded as a thorough understanding.

  But since he has made a promise, there is no reason to give up halfway.

  He thought for a while and dialed the home phone of his good brothers.

  After a busy day, he pieced together and mortgaged one of his real estates, and Wen Yimin collected enough funds.

  This experience is probably the most embarrassing experience in his history.

  But when the money was collected, Wen Yimin was also greatly relieved.

  The people below naturally didn't know that their director Wen had gone through so many embarrassing things in order to collect money.

  They only saw Wen Yimin's calmness and generosity, and they became more convinced of the new director of the Revolutionary Committee.

  After the capital was invested, the road construction project started smoothly.

  As the first beneficiary of the road construction project, it is naturally Shangyang Village.

  The villages that connect Shangyang Village and the county seat also benefit indirectly from this road construction plan.

  Those production team captains who didn't have a deep friendship with Zhao Mantu in the past are enthusiastic when they see Zhao Mantu, as if they were brothers in their previous lives.

  Shen Yao naturally heard of this happy event, and she did not stay out of it.

  In order to repair the road as soon as possible, Zhao Mantu mobilized almost the entire village.

  Elderly women cannot do heavy work, so they can do light work, and their wages will be reduced accordingly.

  However, Shen Yao and Zhao Xiaoyan were arranged by Zhao Mantu to the logistics office to cook for others.

  This job is the easiest and least dirty job. Now that she is married, she is still part of the production team, so Shen Yao did not refuse.

  In the early winter morning, white frost is still condensed on the grass blades, and it seems that it can condense into water in one breath.

  But this bitterly cold weather still does not reduce the enthusiasm and excitement of the villagers.

  Before it was cold, Shangyang Village became lively, and almost all men and women, old and young, were dispatched.

  It is also the slack in agriculture now, and there is basically no work to do, so that so much labor can be mobilized.

  And Shen Yao, who is in charge of logistics, was also in the canteen of the production team at this time, cooking with a group of women for the men at work.

  It's not good to work hard and waste your energy, this food is as tasteless as usual.

  For this reason, Zhao Mantu deliberately killed a pig in the farm, cut the pork into several large pieces, and marinated them with salt, so that it would last for several days.

  And now, Shen Yao and Zhao Xiaoyan are in charge of steaming steamed buns. The woman next to her keeps flapping her fingers, and in the blink of an eye, all the buns come out one by one.

  Steamed buns are fine grains mixed with coarse grains, so they still have a beige color, but this level of rations is already excellent for many people.

  Shen Yao glanced at those elder sisters in admiration, and then set his gaze on Zhao Xiaoyan beside her.

  She has found out, this girl, who has lost her soul for a long time, is listless, not like her usual lively appearance.

  Shen Yao remembered her previous guess, and couldn't help but tentatively said: "Xiaoyan, why are you so

  inactive today? Didn't you sleep last night?" It's just that Zhao Xiaoyan was still in a daze with her eyes blank, and she didn't even hear her. Question.

  "Xiaoyan?" Shen Yao pushed Zhao Xiaoyan's arm, this girl was even more worrying.

  "Ah?" Zhao Xiaoyan woke up in shock, turned her head to look at Shen Yao suspiciously, "Yaoyao, what did you just say?"

  Shen Yao bends the corner of her mouth helplessly, "Xiaoyan, the dark circles under your eyes are so heavy. Insomnia?"

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