Those who had done farm work knew that it was fine to have wet mud on their bodies, but once it was dry and still stuck to their bodies, it would be a little uncomfortable. It would produce a rather tight feeling.
The village chief shook his head. He didn't feel good seeing Mou Lin like this. He knew that it would be useless to continue persuading him. He could only wait until he dug out that extremely hard rock. No matter if he used a hoe or a hoe, it would only produce sparks when he dug on that rock. Then, this kid would know the difficulty and retreat. "It's like this. Your school's teacher called and asked you to go back to school as soon as possible.”
Mou Lin rubbed the mud on his hands and smiled bitterly. How could he continue reading in this situation? Where did the living expenses come from? "Uncle Village Chief, do you think I can still go to school like this? Don't you care about the fields at home? Don't care about the land? Forget it. Please call my teacher back and tell him that I can't continue reading this book.”
Of course, it was a good thing that he could continue studying. However, if he continued to study, it would not take long for the fields and land at home to be filled with weeds. Perhaps, something even worse had happened.
The village chief sighed and looked at him with a complicated expression. In the village chief's mind, although Mou Lin's grades weren't very good and he definitely wouldn't be able to get into those undergraduate colleges, it wasn't a problem for him to get into a better specialized college. As long as Mou Lin could study more, he would probably never have to return to this bitter rural life.
"Mou Lin, it's better to continue reading. How about this? I'll talk to your school and ask them to exempt all your tuition fees. Then, I'll go to the village and tell the other officials to give you some living expenses every month.”
Mou Lin still wanted to continue studying, but after looking around and thinking about his future life, he let out a long sigh." Uncle Village Chief, I only entered Grade One in the second half of last year. There are still two years left. In school, the weekly living expenses were not considered low, at least a hundred yuan. A few hundred yuan in a month, and the amount would be huge in a year. I know that Uncle Village Chief is kind and wants to help me.
But have you ever thought about what the other villagers would think if they gave me the little money in the village? Compared to my family, there are also several families in the village that are relatively poor. Aunt Yang's family had it worse than mine. Her son and daughter-in-law were in a car accident outside. Uncle Li passed away early. Now, there's a five-year-old child downstairs. Aunt Yang's health was not good, and she carried a medicine jar all year round. If you have the heart, give more money from the village to their family.”
The Mou Lin family could be considered a poor family in the countryside, but his parents had never asked for a single cent from the village. At this moment, Mou Lin's bloodlust was stimulated. He didn't want to be looked down upon by others.
The money he had brought was not much to begin with. It was only enough to maintain the most basic life. However, as long as you reached out and took it, people would look at you differently from then on. You might not be able to take off the label of a poor family even if you wanted to. Moreover, there was a possibility that he would be envied. It was more likely that others would hate you because you took up someone else's quota.
The money was limited. If you took more, others might take less. Or to make others look down on you. In the countryside, that kind of pitiful gaze was not good to look at. Unless you were thick-skinned enough to completely ignore it, you would be able to feel at ease.
The village chief didn't expect Mou Lin to say something so bold in this situation. In his mind, this kid's family was really poor. Although there was still a lot of grain in the cabinet at home, and he could not go hungry, in today's society, could he not have money?
He needed money to buy necessities like oil, salt, sauce, and vinegar. The funeral had used up all the change in the corner of the box. Now, if these things were missing, how would they live for a period of time in the future?
"But you need money here too. We don't even have a single cent at home. Our village has already given her a sum of relief money. This is based on the highest requirements of the higher-ups. He had more than 1,500 yuan a month. If he gave too much, it would definitely not work.”
Was 1,500 yuan a lot? Aunt Yang had been holding the medicine bottle for a long time, and her granddaughter was almost old enough to go to school. Even if he didn't pay the tuition fees, he still needed some living expenses. Mou Lin suddenly raised his head.
"Uncle Village Chief, can you write my name on it and give the relief money to Auntie Yang? Look, my limbs are healthy and there's nothing wrong with my body. Although I don't have money now, it doesn't mean that I won't have money in the future. At least I was a little better than the others and had studied for more than half a year. There are many brothers and sisters who are not as good as me. I really don't believe that if I don't go to school, I can't plant the land at home? Can't you earn a lot of money?"
The village chief's eyes were filled with tears. He looked at Mou Lin with a complicated expression. He knew that it was useless to persuade him. This family was like this. Ever since they came to Yang Village, they basically did not beg anyone in the village. They relied on themselves for everything. Moreover, when others were in dire need of help, their family could always help without caring about themselves. It was also because of this that he received a lot of good karma. Because of this, the other family had exchanged the big black rooster for his two old hens.
"Mou Lin, I know what you're thinking. You just don't want to accept too many favors. Alright, since you've made up your mind, I won't persuade you anymore. However, if you have any difficulties, you must come down and tell me. We'll think of a way then. What do you think?"
Mou Lin looked at the village chief with an extremely firm gaze." Uncle Village Chief, don't worry. If there's any problem that I can't solve, I'll definitely think of you first." When the time comes, you can't refuse."
The village chief shook his head and made up his mind. In the future, he would slowly help in secret. "Sigh, I don't even know what to say about you. You're just as stubborn as your mother and old man. If others help you, you can just help them back. Why bother?”
The village chief couldn't persuade Mou Lin, so he left helplessly. Mou Lin saw the village chief leave and started to dig his pit again. Previously, the wet mud on his body did not feel much. Now that the mud was dry, it was a little uncomfortable to stick to his body.
"Uncle Village Chief, you have to nag for a long time about such a small matter. I might be able to dig out the water in half a day.”
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