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Eight o'clock in the morning, at the old camphor tree square in Jiuwan Village.

All six production teams of Jiuwan Brigade assembled.

The brigade secretary, Zhang Hecheng, arrived and stood opposite the group, calmly looking at the commune members.

At this moment, the brigade leader Zhang Youwei rolled up his sleeves and then waved his hand and shouted: "Fellow members, the glorious double harvest has been completed."

“Starting today, we will organize the commune members to deliver grain to the grain station. I have already decided that each production team will send ten people. I will also rent five flatbed carts from the transport team, making a total of six vehicles to help everyone deliver the grain to the grain station.”

Upon hearing this, all the members of Jiuwan Brigade responded with enthusiastic applause.

Rice in Hunan Province is harvested twice a year, and the province has to deliver grain to the state twice a year.

Only after fulfilling the national grain quota will one receive supplies allocated by the Qushui Commune, along with various receipts and, of course, cash dividends.

"In addition to the grain transport team, one hundred commune members will also be assigned to plow the fields in preparation for the second half of the year's grain planting."

"These 100 slots for commune members will be arranged by each production team leader. Commune members are encouraged to sign up."

Zhang Youwei shouted loudly again.

The members applauded enthusiastically once again.

"Today, there is one very important thing that I want to talk about, so please listen carefully."

At this moment, Zhang Youwei cleared his throat and shouted with renewed vigor.

Upon seeing this, all the commune members immediately craned their necks and stared intently at Zhang Youwei.

"As everyone knows, our Jiuwan Village has set up a transportation team that sells a large number of wild animals to various units every day."

“A week has passed, and our brigade received more than 5,000 yuan from the transport team.”

"I've discussed this with the Party Secretary; we'll use the money to pave the village roads."

"The rest of the commune members will go to the river every day to fetch pebbles and sand to lay the roadbed first."

“Zhang Yun has promised us that he will sponsor a batch of cement and freeze all the roads in our village into cement roads.”

Zhang Youwei spoke with great enthusiasm, his voice booming.

In those days, cement was a scarce commodity, and it required going through layers of approvals to purchase it.

In a typical village, if a road can be paved with stone slabs, that's considered top-tier road surface.

Most of the villages have dirt roads, which become muddy and difficult to walk on whenever it rains.

But now, Jiuwan Village is going to have cement roads laid.

This, of course, shocked all the villagers.

"it is good."

"The brigade is mighty!"

"We're actually going to pave a cement road."

After hearing Zhang Youwei's words, all the commune members jumped up excitedly, waving their hands, and it took them a long time to quiet down.

Seeing the members singing and laughing joyfully, Zhang Youwei was also deeply moved.

This was also Zhang Yun's suggestion.

Moreover, Zhang Yun was the one who went to buy cement, and in fact, he bore the bulk of the cost of paving the road.

This is a concrete example of how Zhang Yun began to give back to Jiuwan Village.

To be rich, build roads first.

With the cement road in place, the villagers of Jiuwan Village will naturally have various ideas for making money, and their enthusiasm will be mobilized.

Zhang Yun wants to promote the development of Jiuwan Village.

At this moment, Zhang Youwei waved his hand, silencing everyone.

"Today's production activities shall begin immediately."

At the order, the members of Jiuwan Brigade went about their respective tasks.

Some delivered grain, others tilled the fields, and the rest went to the river to fetch pebbles and sand.

Jiuwan Village immediately transformed into a bustling scene of labor.

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Zhang Yun has been teleported back from Yangcheng.

It was already 9 p.m.

The family members had already finished dinner and were chatting and laughing in the gazebo in the backyard.

Zhang Yun rode the Sumatran serow back to the backyard through the side gate.

All the family members stood up to greet him.

"The third child."

"Yun Ya Zi".

"Brother Yun."

"My dear in-law."

"brother in law."

A large group of people, addressed by various names.

Zhang Yun glanced around and noticed that all of his family and relatives had gathered today.

My eldest sister's husband, Liu Fu, and my second sister, Wu Xuenong, both came.

Zhang Jiwu and his family were all there.

Chen Xiuqin held her grandson Wu Feiyang, her face beaming with smiles.

Zhang Yun jumped off the back of the Sumatran serow, greeted everyone, and then went to the pavilion.

"Yun Ya Zi, the roof of my new house has been tiled today, and we're just waiting for the interior to be renovated."

Zhang Jiwu was the first to speak about his situation.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yun understood that his third uncle, Zhang Jiwu, was reminding him that he could move the furniture back.

After all, Zhang Yun had promised to send a brand new set of furniture.

“Great! I went to the carpenter today, and they've finished making the furniture. Tomorrow, I'll bring it all back in a truck.”

Zhang Yun replied with a smile.

In fact, Zhang Yun had already finished making the furniture for Zhang Jiwu's in-laws in the Lingquan Space.

Within the Spirit Spring space, Zhang Yun's consciousness is a knife, capable of easily slicing wood and assembling a piece of furniture quite quickly.

Naturally, Zhang Yun had already crafted all the furniture for Zhang Jiwu's new home in his spare time and stored it in the Spirit Spring Space.

Tomorrow, Zhang Yun will drive the truck away, find a secluded spot, load all the furniture onto the truck, and then bring it all back at once.

“Brother-in-law, my mom has been staying with you for almost a month, and my dad keeps urging me to come back. So, I have to pick up my mom and Xiao Niu Niu and take them back to Wujiaqiao first thing tomorrow morning.”

At this moment, Wu Xuenong blurted out a sentence.

Under the guise of taking care of her grandson, Chen Xiuqin has been living in Zhang Yun's house. She eats lavish meals every day, has ice to cool her down at night, and eats watermelon every day. She is really enjoying herself so much that she doesn't want to leave.

However, Wu Xuenong's father also missed his grandson very much, and besides, the villagers of Wujiaqiao Village were also talking about Chen Xiuqin, so Wu Xuenong's father forced Wu Xuenong to come and pick her up.

"Auntie, you're welcome to come back and stay anytime."

Zhang Yun made a promise.

"Brother-in-law, construction on my house started today."

Liu Fu is usually a man of few words and honest nature, but now he spoke with great excitement.

Zhang Yun has already delivered the wood, river water, and cement. Liu Fu is about to build the first red brick and cement house in Hongfeng Village, and he is naturally very excited.

"Yes, brother-in-law, after your house is built, I'll also give you a brand new set of furniture."

"By the way, I found a natural spring behind your house. Find some time to dig a pond to store the spring water, and your family will have an inexhaustible supply of spring water in the future."

Zhang Yun replied with a smile.

After listening, Liu Fu nodded heavily, overjoyed.

"Third brother, the brigade announced today that they will soon be laying a cement road in the village."

Father Zhang Zhongli finally got a chance to speak, and he quickly said something.