Extraordinary Years Along Yellow River/C56 Don't be Ashamed of the Ancestors of the Li Family
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C56 Don't be Ashamed of the Ancestors of the Li Family

The Fan family primary school is located In the late '60s of the last century, it was transformed from an old temple. It had a history of more than 50 years.

When Fan Wenbin's generation was studying, they were all in mud walls and earth classrooms. Even the tables and stools were built from clay. Later on, although the appearance of the school changed a lot, overall, it was still very backward.

After Fan Youcai became the principal, he was determined to build Fan Jiadu Primary School into a standard rural demonstration school. He went from top to bottom, from left to right to call for it to be completely renovated into a brick house.

At the beginning of the year, since Li Manrong became the director of the village committee, he had been actively responding to the national "national fitness activity. " He built a huge fitness square in front of the school gate and placed a lot of fitness equipment.

At the same time, he organized a group of middle-aged and old women and formed a dance team. They used their free time in the morning and night to dance in the square. It was very lively, and it brought a fresh and lively atmosphere to the desolate village.

Today was Wednesday, at seven o'clock in the morning. The moment he walked into the school gate, Fan Wenbin felt as if he had returned to the period when he was a primary school student in the mid 70s. He could not help but feel a sense of vicissitude in his heart. He thought to himself that time was really a heartless pig slaughtering knife. In the blink of an eye, forty years had passed.

At this time, on the sports field, colorful flags fluttered, and music filled the sky. Facing the rising sun, the 40 plus primary school students, under the lead of their respective homeroom teachers, wore brand new school uniforms and bright red scarves. They had already lined up neatly to welcome the familiar but also very unfamiliar figures.

To say that they were familiar, it was because Fan Wenbin, Li Manrong, was a person from the Fan Family's Domestic Village. He was either at the end of the road or at the end of it. He often saw them and even had connections with quite a number of students.

However, they were unfamiliar because these two people were the main targets of many people's daily discussions. Regardless of whether they spoke ill of each other or spoke good words, they were the targets that everyone paid attention to.

Seeing Fan Wenbin walk over, Li Manrong quickly walked up to him and held his hand tightly. He said with a warm smile, "Old classmate, you have helped the school a lot. On behalf of the village committee, I thank you.

Then, he smiled and said to Fan Youcai, who was beside him, "Principal Fan, the computer room can be checked and passed. It's all thanks to the dozen computers that Boss Fan sent. "

Last Thursday, someone from the County Department of Education came to check the computer room. When he saw that there were many computers in the Fan family's primary school, he praised them in person. Fan Youcai was very proud of himself.

This Monday, the Mei Tanxiang education committee held another commendation ceremony. They also praised Fan family's primary school, saying that it was very meticulous and solid.

Last night, when Fan Youcai heard that Fan Wenbin had returned, he had an idea and decided to take the opportunity to hold a donation meeting today. He wanted Fan Wenbin to give a speech at the meeting and give the students a vivid and wonderful inspirational lesson. It was also a very profound ideological education exemplary lesson.

At this moment, when Fan Youcai invited the people from the village committee, Li Manrong was so enthusiastic and polite, and he was the main character of the day. Fan Wenbin could not help but feel proud in his heart.

However, his tone was very humble as he said, "It's nothing. Director Li, you are the one who contributed to the school. " After he said that, the few of them laughed out loud at the same time. The sports field was filled with the air of life.

Fan Youcai was all smiles. He said with a smile, "Today, the meeting of the teachers and students of the whole school is to praise you, who have contributed a lot.

Although there were only forty students in the school, in his heart, they were all future pillars of support like Fan Wenbin and Li Manrong.

Forty years ago, he was also the same size as today's primary school students. But at that time, it was very bitter. He used clay Kernels to make a block of dirt. Even if it was a stool, he would use clay Kernels to make a long table shape. That would be a desk.

Although the conditions were simple and crude, in the hearts of those village children who wore tattered clothes, this was a school. It was a good place to make them happy until they became adults.

Fan Youcai, Fan Wenbin, and Li Manrong were the batch of primary school students back then. Later, after graduating from Mei Tanxiang junior high school, Fan Youcai entered the Daan Normal University and studied for three years.

After graduating, he returned to his hometown and became a teacher who ate at the Fan family's primary school. After thirty years, when his hair turned white, he finally became the principal.

At 8: 00 PM sharp, in the loud and passionate national song, the five-star red flag slowly rose in the wind. Everyone on the scene stood with their hands hanging down. They silently watched the national flag fluttering in the sunlight. Along with the majestic national singing, they could not help but feel a strong sense of pride in their hearts.

After the donation ceremony ended, Fan Wenbin made a speech for nearly an hour. Combined with his academic and entrepreneurship experience, the speech was very interesting and vivid, attracting waves of applause and laughter, pushing this student and student meeting to the climax.

After the meeting ended, Fan Youcai invited these two elite members of the Fan family to the principal's office enthusiastically and had a very rare long discussion with them.

This long talk not only changed Fan Wenbin's impression of Li Manrong, but it also had an important impact on their cooperation and even conflict in the future.

From the conversation, he learned that Li Man Rong had contracted a few high-cost projects in Xijing City in the past few years and had done a lot of work. This year, after being elected as the director of the Fan Family Village Committee, although he worked in the village, the company was still running as it had always been, and it was still under remote control.

There was no mistake in earning money as an official. Looking at the other party's flushed face that was filled with confidence, Fan Wenbin could not help but sigh in his heart. He thought to himself, Don't think that this fellow's studying is not good, but he is a material that can mix with society. In the official business world, the road was smooth, and he was doing very well.

In the midst of chatting, after Li Manrong found out that Hua Cheng Group's funds were very tight, he smiled and took the initiative to lend it to Fan Wenbin. A large sum of money, the interest rate was calculated according to the same period interest rate in the bank.

At the beginning of the year, Li Manrong, who originally had no interest in the village chief position, was moved by the words of his father, Fan Jiadu's secretary, Li Jizhen. Hence, he actively threw himself into the election. In the end, his wish was fulfilled, and he became the village chief of the village committee, which was commonly known as the village chief.

After dinner, his father smoked a cigarette and sat on the brick bed. He solemnly and solemnly said some profound words. Li Manrong was shocked when he heard it. It was hard to feel ashamed.

After a night of deep thought, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that his father's words were reasonable. In the end, he decided to do whatever it took to participate in the election for the village committee's director.

His father exhaled a mouthful of smoke and said meaningfully, on the land of the Fan family, since he remembered the incident, it was the Fan family's territory. The Li family could only work for the Fan family for two generations, and this work would only end on the day of liberation.

Now, more than thirty years had passed, and he was no longer that awe-inspiring figure from back then. He was someone who could shake the Yellow River with a single stomp of his foot.

This time, if Li Manrong did not participate in the village director election, it would be equivalent to giving the Fan family a huge opportunity. Not to mention the people who were alive, even the ancestors of the Fan family who were buried underground would smile from ear to ear. As for the ancestors of the Li family, because their descendants were useless, they would grimace in shame in the nether world.

Full of pride, if you don't participate in the election, not only will you be ashamed of your father's old face, to put it bluntly, you will even throw up your legs and piss on your ancestors' heads.

Besides, Fan Zhengkun's grandson, Fan Youmin's second son, Fan Wengong, was actively going around to participate in the election to be the village chief.

Man Rong, if you don't participate in the election, it would be the same as giving the village chief to Fan Wengong. Now tell me, is this the same as pissing on the head of the Li family's ancestors?

Thus, after thinking deeply for a night, Li Man Rong resolutely decided to participate in the election at all costs. In the end, he became the new chairman of the Fan Clan's Ferry Village Committee. He truly suppressed the Fan Clan and fought for the Li Clan's honor, causing the Li Clan ancestors to bloom with joy in their netherworld.

At this moment, after hearing the words that Li Man Rong wanted to lend him money, and then looking at the sincere smile and sincere gaze on his face, Fan Wenbin's heart could not help but beat violently.

After analyzing for a moment in his mind, and confirming that this was not a trap carefully designed by the other party, he agreed with a smile. Furthermore, that afternoon, he signed a loan agreement with Li Manrong for 2 million yuan.

It seemed that this trip back to his hometown wasn't in vain. That afternoon, on the way back to the county town, Fan Wenbin thought very complacently that Li Man Rong was indeed someone who could do big things.

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