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This year's Year-End Benefits were indeed quite generous: three boxes of fruit per person, two bags of rice, two barrels of oil, ten pounds of pork, and various other items. It was certainly a challenge for a woman to carry all of that.
As the New Year approached, there were many chores to attend to. Zhu Degang hurried back from the factory and met with Secretary Wan, Village Chief Jian, Organization Committee Member Feng Siqin, the rarely present Chairman Zhu Linshen, the long-term sick Vice Township Head Sang Longjian, Propaganda Committee Member Sun Shuan, and other leaders to report on the year's operations. Qin Chizian also attended.
With Deputy Mayor Qiu Aimin stepping down, the newly appointed Deputy Township Head Wen Tieshan finally took his position.
The Rattan Weaving and Wild Vegetable Factory's net profit approached seven million yuan! Aside from the astonished exclamation from Vice Mayor Wen, no one else among Wan Hongcai, Jian Junzhan, Chai Hongmin, He Hongmei, and others said a word.
Were they happy? Certainly, but thinking about how county leaders were openly reaching out for Baliushu made everyone feel uneasy.
In today's Wenyuan, Baliushu could definitely be considered a big fat sheep. Given the county's situation, it would be unusual for the leaders not to have their eyes on it!
Many things either develop positively or fall into a vicious cycle. When they were poor, the leaders didn’t even want to glance at Baliushu; now that things had improved with educational reforms and Dahua Paper Industry contributing 200,000 yuan for bridge repairs while Immobile invested 2.5 million yuan—despite the county taking away 3 million yuan—there was still plenty of money left in the village and trading company accounts.
Jian Junzhan said, "What I mean is that we should expedite the implementation of our plans. Now that we have money, isn’t it reasonable to repair schools? Isn’t it reasonable to improve living conditions?"
The feeling of discussing how to spend money was exhilarating as they voted on related projects one by one.
Qin Chizian proposed: "There’s no need to repair small schoolhouses in remote villages! Each school only has thirty or forty students and three or five teachers; neither the teachers want to teach nor do the students learn well."
There was an unspoken understanding among them; Wan Hongcai, Jian Junzhan, He Hongmei, and Chai Hongmin remained silent, waiting for Qin Chizian to continue. The new Deputy Township Head Wen Tieshan, reportedly a cadre from the city’s Planning Commission who carried an air of authority from higher-ups, directly asked: "Deputy Director Qin, what about the eligible students? Are we just going to let them stay in such dilapidated conditions? What is the meaning of educational equity?"
That was quite a heavy accusation.
Commander Jian said: "Vice Mayor Wen, let Director Qin finish."
Qin Chizian continued: "We can build a modern primary school based on Baliushu Central Primary School and gather all eligible children from across the township..."
Vice Mayor Wen interjected again: "From what I understand, the farthest village is over ten miles away via mountain roads; commuting to school every day is extremely inconvenient! This is simply impractical! Director Qin, as leaders and cadres, we must not make hasty decisions!"
Qin Chizian smiled: "Vice Mayor Wen, please allow me to finish my point. The new school should be impressive; we’ll include dormitories and a cafeteria so that students can board and dine together..."
"I agree. This way, we centralize our educational resources and students; it will facilitate management and promote unified development," Deputy Magistrate He stated.
"But this requires at least two or three million yuan; it's impossible to get such a large sum approved by the county all at once," Wen Tieshan raised another concern.
Secretary Wan expressed his support: "This idea is excellent. Vice Mayor Wen oversees education; you can report this. And money shouldn’t be an issue."
Jian Junzhan proposed another idea: "Our family planning efforts have always been challenging; villagers want children for old age security. What if we invest in building a nursing home ourselves to address the elderly care issues for widows and orphans in each village? This would be a great benefit for both the country and the people!"
Vice Mayor Wen responded: "Not only would this require a one-time investment but also ongoing funding; this scale of funding is not small either."
"Don't worry, we have money. With money, we can do good things. Let's raise our hands to vote."
The proposal passed once again.
Next, they discussed the main event: the development of Wendong Mountain. The original budget was 11 million yuan, but that was the total investment; they could build and invest simultaneously.
Except for Deputy Township Head Wen, who abstained from voting, everyone else raised their hands in approval.
...
By the time they finished work, it was already past 7 PM.
The cafeteria was usually empty at night, and Master Liu noticed that Qin Chizian hadn't come. He decided to close up and head home.
He Hongmei watched as Qin Chizian returned with an empty bowl, looking dejected. She teased him, "Looks like you didn't get to eat today. Come on, help me take this stuff home, and I'll treat you to something delicious."
Regardless of whether there was anything good to eat, he had no choice but to comply.
The sky was overcast, the north wind howled fiercely, and snowflakes began to fall.
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