Back to the small fishing village in 1982

Chapter 1177 Returning home in glory
As soon as Ye Yaodong got home, he put his things on the table and sat down like an old man. Seeing this, Lin Xiuqing had no choice but to get him some water so that he could wash up, and then she went to light a fire, intending to cook him some midnight snack.

"What delayed you? Didn't they say the banquet would last for three days? They should have sailed back early this morning, so they shouldn't have arrived in the middle of the night, right?"

"We came back to the provincial capital in the morning, but none of us had been there before, so we stayed there for the whole morning to shop. I had something else to do in the afternoon, so I asked someone to take me to the plastic factory."

"Plastics factory?"

"It's a bag factory that makes ice bags. The bags are made of plastic. I asked Lao Hai to take me around the factory so I can get to know the place. We'll go talk about it after the machines arrive."

"So how's it looking?"

"I have a general idea. Anyway, when we move the machine in a month or two, we will go and talk about it and get some samples back."

"Oh."

Ye Yaodong remembered and said, "There are still some papers in my suitcase. Remember to put them away for me and put them in the drawer. They are very important. Don't lose them."

"What's written?" Lin Xiuqing turned around and asked him while cutting vegetables.

"A phone number. A very important phone number."

He told her who these phone numbers belonged to and what his plans were.

Then he told Lin Xiuqing to order more large water tanks and extra-large wooden barrels in a few days, as they would definitely start to increase production and fermentation next year, so they had to make preparations in advance.

As for ships, they are being delivered one after another. It also takes time to make these things to order.

Everything has a time period, so we have to wait. He is not in a hurry and he has to wait until he has enough raw materials.

You can keep these numbers for now, there is no loss if they are really of no use.

When the old lady heard the noise outside the house, she knew he had returned. She put on her coat and came out to take a look. She said a few words of concern, and then seeing the couple talking there, she went back to the house.

After having supper, Ye Yaodong and others went back to the house. Lin Xiuqing had already packed up the things they brought back.

It was not until the next morning that he picked out the calligraphy copies from the books he had bought yesterday.

Ye Chenghu was eating breakfast when he saw the familiar calligraphy. His eyes widened and he jumped up immediately.

"I do not want!"

Ye Yaodong glanced at him and said, "Don't be so self-indulgent. Who would give it to you? It's useless. Asking you to write a few more words is like asking you to die. You must complete the calligraphy I gave you before every day."

Ye Chenghu breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it wasn’t given to him.

He wanted everything except the calligraphy.

"Dad, why do you keep buying more and more? This isn't for me, so who is it for?"

"You really want it?"

He immediately shook his head like a wave drum, "No."

"Then you're asking the wrong question."

"Are you curious? Should we give more to the other brothers and sisters?"

Ye Yaodong picked up the copybook he had picked out, rolled it up, and knocked him on the head, "You're useless. This is what your father left for you."

Ye Chenghu's eyes widened in surprise, "Adults still need to write."

"Of course. Your father is a well-known figure now. How can he not be able to write? It just so happens that we are at the same level. Let's compare our skills. If you are worse than me, you are doomed."

Ye Chenghu shrank his neck, dared not say a word, and quickly lowered his head to eat his meal.

Lin Xiuqing was also a little surprised, "Are you going to keep these for yourself? I thought you were going to give them all to my eldest niece."

"Give her half and give me half. There's no one in my family who can go to school anyway, so it would be a waste to give them to them."

"Why are you practicing this?"

"Didn't I tell you? I'm famous now. If I tell people that I can't write, wouldn't that make people laugh? I'll practice this first, and then I'll practice my signature."

Lin Xiuqing was speechless. He actually thought so far ahead.

"Why practice signing when you can carve a personal seal?"

"That's different, you don't understand."

If she says she doesn’t understand, then she doesn’t understand. Anyway, she doesn’t want to understand.

"Did Dad call in the past two days to ask how the lighters were selling?"

"No, you can give him a call later."

"it is good."

By the way, he also has to call Fang Jingfu and ask him not to always produce a single variety. It would be better to come up with some variations. In addition to colors, patterns and shapes, he can also try more and make them more exquisite, so that the varieties can be more diverse.

However, the small workshop has just started, and it can hire people to draw patterns for research, but it still has to win by quantity first.

You can't become fat in one bite, but you can bring it up first and there is room for development in this direction.

After finishing his breakfast, Ye Yaodong went on a phone call and asked his father-in-law about the situation of lighters. Sales were good. Some vendors wholesaled a few, and the man who had come before also wholesaled 2000. Half of them were sold out in one go.

Father Lin was thinking of waiting until next time when Boss Zhou wanted dried fish and then promoting it. He estimated that it would be sold out within a month.

He asked Ye Yaodong to order another batch of goods, preferably so that they could be replenished at the beginning of next month, so that the supply would not be out of stock.

Ye Yaodong calculated that today was the seventh day of the lunar calendar, the 18th day of the Gregorian calendar, and there were still 12 days until the beginning of next month. He tried to contact Fang Jingfu first.

However, Fang Jingfu refused outright, saying that it could not be done, just because he wanted 1 of them.

So after discussing it later, he had no choice but to agree to wait until the 5th of next month to give him another 5000.

After finishing the call, he sat and chatted with the old men from the village committee for a while.

I just found out that during the days he was away, the seedlings had already been planted after the typhoon passed, and they were just waiting for them to grow a little bigger before transplanting them.

Everything is going in the right direction.

However, when he returned home, he unexpectedly saw two familiar figures.

Chen Wei and Haozi each carried a password box. One wore a suit and tie, and the other wore overalls and sunglasses. Both wore polished leather shoes and walked with their heads held high.

When I saw the villagers, I smiled and greeted them proactively.

"Where did Uncle Lin Qi come from with a hoe on his back... Hehe... He just came back..."

"Aunt Chunhua, are you peeling potatoes? Are you going to make lunch?"

"Why didn't Ming go out to work at sea?"

……

"Oh, look at your clothes, have you made a fortune?"

"You guys went out and made a lot of money and came back? How much money did you make?"

"Oh, this suit you're wearing is not cheap, it looks really smart, how much money do you make?"

……

Ye Yaodong walked out of the path and just in time saw two people standing about seven or eight meters away from him, talking to the people around them.

He listened to a few words out of curiosity, looked at the convenience store in the village center not far away, and walked towards that direction.

This is the intelligence center of the village. By going to this station, you can get to know all the gossip in the village.

As he walked, he looked back from time to time and listened with his ears perked up. Then, as he reached the door of the convenience store, he saw other people pointing at the two decent-looking people in front of them and whispering.

He asked curiously, "When did they come back?"

An auntie who was eating sunflower seeds nearby answered, "I don't know. He just came back, right? Didn't he just enter the village?"

There are many good people around. Most people like to sit at the door of the store and chat when they have nothing to do. Some old men will even drink two taels of wine and chat with people in the store while eating peanuts.

Or you can set up a card game in front of the store. The weather has turned cooler recently, but it's not too cold, nor too hot. It's very comfortable to sit in front of the store and play cards.

Everyone looked ahead curiously.

This shop is located in the center of the village and is the only way to enter the village.

"Have you made a fortune? You're dressed like a gentleman. Look at your hair combed back. You look really energetic. You can tell at a glance that you're a boss."

"They are returning home in glory. Looking at their appearance and the password box in their hands, they look very stylish."

"Tsk tsk tsk... I don't know how much money he made to dress like this."

The aunt who was eating melon seeds said, "Look at what they are wearing, Dong, why don't you dress like that? You are a well-known figure in our area. Look at what you are wearing, and then look at what they are wearing. How can your clothes suit you?"

"She just went out for a short time and she's already wearing this. You should dress better too. You're outdone by this."

Ye Yaodong was stunned and looked down at his equipment.

They were for working, and they were grey because he often worked at sea. The clothes were black with diesel and could not be washed clean, and there were patches here and there. His elbows were cracked and he had to get a few stitches. He also wore Liberation shoes on his feet.

"Money must be spent after it is earned. Hurry up and ask your wife to buy something for you. Look at how they look. You are much more handsome than them. If you dress like that... Oh, all the young girls and wives around here will be fascinated by you..." The aunt clapped her hands when she was excited.

"No, Aunt Chunhua, other people wear their own clothes, and I wear mine. Am I not the same as everyone else? Why do I have to dress like that?"

"How can they be the same? You are the living signboard of our village. Look how long they have been away, and they come back dressed like normal people, as if they are afraid that people don't know that they have made a lot of money. Look at you, you make so much money but you dress the same as us."

Aunt Chunhua looked very disappointed with her son, as if her own son was outdone by other sons.

"Haha, Adong is being low-key and not forgetting his roots, just like everyone else."

"Yeah, who is nobler than who? Aren't we all the same? What difference does it make what we wear?" He looked down at his outfit again and felt that there was nothing wrong with what he wore.

There's nothing to do at home, so why is he wearing such nice clothes?

What's more, I just came back yesterday and the good clothes had already been taken away for washing by Aqing, so all the clothes in the house were stained with diesel.

It didn't matter what he wore. He was in the village anyway, so who knew who? Some of them were still wearing patched clothes, and some were dirty. They went back and forth to the fields all day, so there was no need to change clothes. It was normal.

Some of the people in the grocery store had mud on their trouser legs. In the village, people were not so particular.

Others echoed.

"Yeah, why would you dress so nicely in the village?"

"When did Ah Dong come back? I heard that you went to the provincial capital to worship your ancestors and return to your roots."

"Yes, yes, yes. I heard about it this morning. I heard that your ancestors appeared in spirit and your descendants are very successful. You have a bunch of wealthy relatives, all of whom are overseas Chinese."

"I heard that your ancestral temple is as big as our Tianhou Temple, very grand, and has a three-day buffet. What do you eat? Is it all meat and fish?"

"I've heard about it, too. There are dragon and lion dances, operas that last seven days, and buffets. I heard there's chicken, duck, fish and meat. Your second uncle and his family have all gotten fat. Aren't your relatives too rich?"

The two well-dressed men walked a short distance for more than ten minutes. He stood there curiously, chatting with the villagers.

"The rich ones are the overseas Chinese who returned. They sponsored us. We just took advantage of them and had three days of meals. It was really nice, haha..."

"It's great to be rich. Why don't we have a few overseas Chinese in our village to host a buffet?"

"Forget about it. Our village has people of all surnames. That's a clan concentration area. For who knows how many years, those overseas Chinese who return to China to invest also need the help of the clan, otherwise they will definitely be eaten up. You might as well hope that the rich believe in Mazu and pay for the buffet."

"That's right. I heard that some Taiwanese came to our place, but they all left because they were broke..."

"Then we have to hope that you become richer so that we can give our fellow villagers a buffet, haha..."

Ye Yaodong smiled and said, "Haha, you don't know when you can count on me. You might as well count on the two bosses over there. Look at what they are wearing, and then look at what I am wearing. You can tell at a glance that I am poor."

"Haha, who would believe you if you're poor?"

Just as they were talking and laughing excitedly, the two decent-looking people in front of them came over and looked at them with smiles.

"Ah, Dongzi is here? Didn't you go out to sea today?"

Chen Wei smiled and put his sunglasses in his pocket, then took out a box of Chengfeng cigarettes, gave a cigarette to Ye Yaodong, and then gave cigarettes to the other men.

Of course Ye Yaodong took it, but he didn't smoke it, he just held it in his hand.

"I haven't gone out to sea yet. Let's take a rest for two days before going."

"Did Awei and Ahao really make a lot of money? Tsk, tsk, tsk, they even drew Chengfeng? And they shared it with everyone."

"Isn't it obvious? Just look at how they dress, and you can tell they make a lot of money."

"How much money did you make? Could it be that the safe is full of money?"

Everyone looked at the two people holding the password box with shining eyes.

"No, I didn't make a lot, just a little bit."

"Tsk tsk tsk, you must have made a lot of money and become a big boss. Don't forget your fellow villagers in the future. When the villagers come to you for help, you have to help them."

Aunt Chunhua said with a smile on her face and reached out to touch their suits.

"Your clothes are not cheap, are they? How much is one piece of clothing? I have never seen anyone dressed so well. Even the leaders who went to the countryside don't dress as well as you do."

"Yes, you all took the rats out to make a fortune, and when the villagers come to you for help, you must help them."

The smiles on their faces froze.

Haozi frowned, "Dongzi has made a lot of money, but why don't we see him helping his fellow villagers get rich?"

Ye Yaodong's originally smiling face also disappeared. Looking at Chen Wei's polite attitude, he didn't intend to say anything. They grew up together and have known each other for decades. He just planned to put the past behind them and go their separate ways.

Anyway, they are not in the village now, so they can just go their separate ways on the wide road.

However, before he could say anything, Aunt Chunhua next to him said, "Why not? His workshop often invites us to work."

"Forget it. The guys who guard his shop are all from other villages. Why didn't he invite anyone from our village? He's so ungrateful and gave all the benefits to outsiders. How can he help our village?"

Is this because he thinks that he has already been exposed, so there is no need to pretend to be nice now?

Ye Yaodong sneered, "Indeed, I am just a small shrimp, how can I help the whole village? I am just an ordinary fisherman, it would be good enough if I can hire a few people to help kill fish."

"Those guys all helped me, so I gave them a job. People should not forget their roots, nor should they be ungrateful."

He looked at him meaningfully, and Haozi's face turned dark in an instant.

Other villagers also helped to speak up.

"Those guys are from nearby villages. He hired people from our village to work on his boat. He never gave it to outsiders."

"Yes, he rents the boats from people in our village. Because of working for him, many people in our village have a better standard of living and can eat meat every meal."

"Adong is very conscientious. He offers a very high salary. As long as you work for him, you will make money."

"He also took the village's fishing boats to other provinces and made a fortune. This was all thanks to him."

"That's right. He sold all the small wooden boats he didn't want at a low price. Look at our village's dock. It's a little smaller, but it has a lot of boats. Which village's dock nearby can compare to ours?"

"The villagers also benefited a lot from him."

Everyone was talking at once, and without him even needing to say anything, they just responded to Haozi's words directly.

Ye Yaodong felt relieved.

It is impossible for a village to only have bad people with evil intentions. Most of the people in the village are honest and kind.

Chen Wei saw that everyone was defending Ye Yaodong, so he pulled Haozi, who was about to speak, and said with a smile.

"Haozi is just more concerned about our village, and wants to keep the money within the village, so he wants to let the villagers make the money first."

Ye Yaodong smiled and said, "Don't talk about me. You must be big bosses. I'm dressed so poorly, but you all wear suits and leather shoes, just like big bosses. You must earn much more than me."

"Yes, all the big bosses out there dress like you. Judging from the way you look, you must be making a lot more than A-dong."

"Adong has already made a lot of money with his fellow villagers. You guys are richer than him, so shouldn't you also contribute?"

"I heard that bosses outside who have made money all return to their hometowns to set up factories to benefit the local community. Are you coming back to set up a factory?"

"What kind of factory are you running? How many people do you plan to hire? You can't let outsiders get away with it..."

"Yes, yes, we are all from the same village. When you recruit workers, you must give priority to our fellow villagers. We should keep the wealth within the family..."

He just said one sentence, and the villagers took over the conversation very sensibly. The two of them turned red and white in the face as they spoke to the villagers, and they didn't know how to respond.

Can they say that they didn't come here to set up a factory? They just wanted to dress better and show off in the village?
Isn't this just a slap in the face?
The villagers have already asked them when they are going to set up the factory, and they plan to accompany them to the village committee now.

Chen Wei couldn't stand it any longer. Everyone was surrounding them and heading towards the village committee, so he hurried to explain.

"No, no, everyone misunderstood. We only made a little money and haven't been back for a long time, so I came back to see my wife and children."

"Is this true? I see you are all bosses now?"

"No no……"

"Didn't Haozi just compare himself to Adong? I thought you guys had made a lot of money and wanted to help your fellow villagers get out of poverty..."

"No, he was just joking."

Aunt Chunhua whispered, "I heard that he had reported Ah Dong before..."

Although he spoke softly, there were fellow villagers around and everyone had sharp ears. They all remembered it and the way they looked at the mouse suddenly became strange.

Ye Yaodong even wanted to give her a thumbs up, she really knows how to assist.

It is said that time is the best medicine. It makes people forget what they should forget.

It had been several months since then, and everyone had been overwhelmed by all the gossip and had long forgotten about it, but now they remembered it again.

"We were friends before..."

"Yeah, you two were both Dong's friends before?"

"You're a bit stingy. You made so much money and came back so gloriously, but you hid it and said you only made a small amount of money."

Chen Wei couldn't hold the smile on his face anymore, he turned around and glared at Haozi fiercely.

Haozi was also very depressed. He felt that he had not said anything, so why were the villagers so protective of Ye Yaodong?

In fact, there are constant legends about Ye Yaodong in the village. There is a new legend every once in a while, constantly refreshing everyone's upper limit.

Moreover, many people have actually benefited from him, and he has been developing in the village and has not gone out. Everyone can see it. Comparing the closeness of the people, he is definitely included in the scope of his own people.

In addition, when comparing Ye Yaodong's current outfit with what they are wearing, they feel that Ye Yaodong's outfit is more pleasing to the eye, and they can resonate with him more, and feel that he is in the same group as everyone else.

The two people who just came back had just come back from outside, and their clothes were eye-catching.

Originally everyone was just envious, but just now they kept denying that they had made a lot of money, were unwilling to give back to the hometown, and even brought up Ye Yaodong, which made everyone a little unhappy.

With these big boss-like demeanor, who would believe them when they say they didn’t make any money?

Just not willing to help the village.

As the leaders have said, those who get rich first will help those who get rich later, and individual wealth will help collective wealth.

They just forget their roots!
"Forget it. He came back in glory, so let's say something nice about him. Whether to build a factory to benefit the village is something that we village cadres should worry about."

"That's right, what do you do outside? Is it easy to make money outside?"

"Haha, just average..."

"What do you mean by normal? I'm asking you what you're doing outside..."

"Nothing, I'm going back now."

Both of them were feeling a little frustrated. They could no longer handle the villagers' insistent questions and did not look as impressive as when they first entered the village.

Aunt Chunhua said disdainfully, "Why are they leaving so soon? They don't tell us what they are doing outside. Are they afraid that others will take their jobs?"

"Yeah, I can't tell you how much money I made."

"I think their safes must be filled with money. I heard that rich people keep their money in them."

"real or fake?"

"Ask Adong. It seems that Adong also has a password box like this."

Everyone turned to look at Ye Yaodong.

Ye Yaodong said with a smile: "I don't know what they are carrying, but I am carrying clothes anyway. Am I not President Ye? I can't carry a bag when I go out to a meeting?"

Since he has the mouth, of course he has to speak.

"Yes, yes, you are an official. How can you go out and meet people with a package on your shoulder? You must use a password box to pack your clothes."

"Ah, Adong is still simple. Look, he is an official, but he still dresses the same as us."

"There were so many people there. When you asked them to pay, they acted like their lives were threatened and their faces turned pale."

"That rat is not a good thing at first glance. Didn't he report Ah Dong before? There has never been such a trend in our village. It was all caused by their family."

"Hey? Didn't he divorce his wife? Isn't his wife still living in his house now..."

……

Ye Yaodong stood there, listening to these idle old men, women and aunts talking for a long time before he went home.

Since he was free anyway and had nothing else to do today, he just listened for a while longer.

He was actually a little curious. Now that Haozi had earned money, his ex-wife must be regretting divorcing him.

She had moved back a long time ago, and under the pretext of taking care of the children, she had stayed at his house and had been living there for several months.

Now that the real culprit is back, who knows what kind of trouble will arise.

He wondered secretly in his heart, he didn't know if he had a mistress outside. If he did, that would be even more interesting.

When he left the store just now, some nosy women went to Haozi's house, wanting to see if he would cause any trouble when he came back and found his ex-wife at home.

He thought that he wouldn't have to wait long, at most he could have lunch, and the news would spread throughout the village.

He also wanted to know what the outcome would be. After all, the two families had a falling out before, and Haozi was beaten to bed and couldn't get out of bed for a whole month.

Lin Xiuqing was sitting at the door picking vegetables. She watched him slowly come back with a smile on his face, thinking something good had happened.

"You found some money, so why are you so happy? Or are all the lighters sold out?"

He touched his face. "Is it obvious?"

"You usually walk with a stern face."

"I see someone returning home with wealth and wealth and wanting to take care of the village, so I'm happy for the villagers."

Sister Ye from next door heard this and asked, "Who returned home in glory and made a lot of money?"

"Chen Wei and Haozi, both of them wore suits and leather shoes, and had their hair combed back. They also carried a password box into the village. They looked very impressive. The villagers all guessed that they had made a lot of money and became big bosses and came back."

"Really? Oh, you've become a big boss after this trip? And you're dressed so nicely?"

Mrs. Ye said disdainfully: "Who knows if he is doing something crooked like Ah Hong, coming back in a high-profile manner, and then defrauding people of their money."

Mrs. Ye choked and said, "That's right, money is not that easy to make. I'm not an overseas Chinese."

Lin Xiuqing thought that these two people seemed to be going in the opposite direction from him. What was there for him to be happy about?