lcionline Chapter 157 Supplies
Chapter 157 Supplies
"Teacher Wu, welcome!"
Early in the morning, Zhang Qiang received a call. Several staff members of the Yueyue Welfare Organization were coming to the village with some supplies, saying that some kind-hearted people had donated a lot of food to several nearby villages.
However, cars could not enter the village and there were not many workers in the welfare organization, so Zhang Qiang had to notify everyone door to door and ask them to bring backpacks and bags and go to the roadside to collect supplies.
Apart from some second-hand clothes, the people of Qingshan Village have rarely received donated supplies from welfare organizations in recent years.
Even Zhang Qiang couldn't help but sigh that his luck had really turned around and good things were coming one after another.
People from every household, even children aged seven or eight, carried small backpacks and walked for more than two hours along the mountain road to the intersection to get their things.
Along the way, everyone was smiling. They were so poor that no matter what they sent, even some second-hand clothes, it was enough to make everyone happy.
Moreover, I heard from the branch secretary that the people who donated this time were very generous and bought a lot of rice, flour, grain and oil for everyone.
"Xiao Wangzi, I'll give you some pancakes to eat in the evening."
Zhang Yang walked briskly. He was well-informed. After asking the branch secretary for information, he came back to know that there was a lot of white flour in the things they received this time, so he made a big promise and told his little nephew that he would give him pancakes to eat.
Thinking of the sizzling pancakes, he, who had originally been clamoring to go out with Zhang Yang, immediately sat down obediently on the bench.
"Uncle, don't worry. I'll stay at home and watch over the door. Just save the biggest pancake for me."
Zhang Wang thought about delicious food and stopped playing in the mud. He moved a small stool and sat in the yard.
Wang Shufen secretly gave Zhang Yang a thumbs up, saying, "You guys really have a solution."
Since Jiang Jiang was at home, the branch secretary also notified her. After all, one more person meant one more supply.
I heard that this time, the things given are not just for their village.
Seeing that he couldn't hide and had no reason to hide, Jiang Jiang set off with everyone, carrying an empty bamboo basket.
Along the way, people who knew the news that a factory was going to be built in the village gathered around Jiang Jiang and asked questions in a flurry.
"Jiang Jiang, you are the only college student in our village. Tell me, do we really want to build a factory in our village?"
Jiang Jiang took the trouble to explain to everyone.
"Yes, our village is planning to build a small factory, and the construction team will probably be here in a few days. But it's a small factory, so we'll just hire a few people."
Li Hong was very happy to hear Jiang Jiang's words. A factory with several people is still a factory.
If there was a factory in the village, wouldn't everyone earn more money?
"Also, I heard it's a charcoal factory. They also take corn stalks, firewood, weeds, and tree leaves?"
"Take them all. These can be used to make charcoal. They're 30 cents a pound. I'll probably hire someone to keep accounts when the time comes."
"That's great. In the past, my family used to burn the hundreds of kilograms of corn stalks, but now we can sell them for money."
"Jiang Jiang, you are good at math. Why don't you be an accountant? Everyone will trust you."
Some older villagers also asked Jiang Jiang to keep accounts. In their eyes, the scorekeeper who managed the public centimeters was a great job.
"Go away, Ren Jiang Jiang is a college student and still has a lot of school to do. Isn't it a waste of talent for him to work as an accountant in the village?"
Hearing that everyone's words were getting more and more outrageous, Zhang Qiang stood up and interrupted the conversation.
"If you have any questions, just ask me. Jiang Jiang finally came back, let him rest for a while."
"Yes, yes, you are the branch secretary, that's incredible."
Zhang Qiang felt helpless when listening to what the aunts said, but he could only endure it.
They have been neighbors for decades and are related to each other. Anyway, they just like to ask some questions and have no bad intentions.
"Uncle Qiangzi, thank you for your hard work."
Jiang Jiang walked up to Zhang Qiang and whispered.
Zhang Qiang gave her a helpless look.
"It should be. I'm used to it anyway."
The group chatted and laughed, and soon reached the roadside.
"Look! What a huge truck!"
Everyone looked in the direction Li Hong pointed.
I saw several large trucks lined up in a row, parked majestically on the side of the road.
There were people moving things up and down some of the trucks.
Everyone looked closely and saw rice, flour, barrels of oil, everything else.
"Are we too late, Zhang Qiang? Go ask!"
The social workers of Yueyue Welfare Organization were also very busy at this time. When they saw Zhang Qiang coming as the representative of Qingshan Village, they immediately started to explain things to him.
"The amount is the same in every village, so don't worry about others taking yours away."
"Did you see that? The things in the first and second trucks are all from Qingshan Village. However, we are short of manpower and don't have any loaders. We can only trouble you to unload the goods and take them back by yourselves."
"We will videotape the entire process. After receiving the supplies, every household in your village must come over and sign."
"Yes, yes, I'll tell them right away." Zhang Qiang's face was almost smiling like a flower.
"Everything in the first car and the second car is ours!" Zhang Qiang opened his arms and kept describing.
Everyone in Qingshan Village was stunned. They looked at their own small backpacks, then at the trucks piled high with supplies, and looked at each other in bewilderment.
so much? !
Zhang Yang was like a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers. He put the backpack on the ground and climbed onto the truck along the ladder.
Originally, he had a strong physique, and anyone who saw him would praise him as tall and strong, but standing in the huge truck, he looked so small.
Zhang Yang didn't say a word and started working directly. He took bags of rice off his body.
The others also woke up as if from a dream. Who cares? These things are for them, and of course the more the better. Even if they break their legs today, they will carry all these supplies back home.
Everyone divided the work in a tacit understanding. Some people were carrying the things, some were passing them on, and some were already quietly carrying their baskets and rushing back to the village.
Jiang Jiang also joined in. The aunts who had been talking the most suddenly became silent and worked silently.
From a distance, the people of Qingshan Village looked like a group of busy worker ants, working tirelessly.
Even Jiang Jiang himself didn't know that what they were conveying this time was the fire of hope in the end times.