78: Chapter 78 Distributing Welfare to the Villagers

At this time, in Qinjiawan Village, Qin Yi drove the rolls-royce cullinan onto the masonry bridge at the village entrance. The steady, low hum of the engine announced Qin Yi's return.

Immediately after, the village's loudspeaker blared abruptly, breaking the afternoon silence.

"Qin Yi is back! Everyone, gather at the village committee office immediately!"

"Qin Yi is back! Everyone, gather at the village committee office immediately!"

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The broadcast echoed over the village repeatedly, summoning the villagers like a clarion call.

Before the broadcast even ended, the small square in front of the village committee was already bustling with noise, surrounded by curious and excited villagers.

Among them, Qin Jianye and Wu Xiuhua also walked quickly out of their small courtyard, their faces carrying a hint of expectation and pride as they arrived at the entrance of the village committee.

As Qin Yi’s convoy of six cars drove grandly into everyone's sight, the armored cash carrier in the middle was particularly eye-catching, causing a stir among the onlookers.

"Oh my god, even an armored cash carrier is here. How much money did Brother Yi make out there?" one villager exclaimed, eyes wide with wonder.

"With so many people in our village, I bet it must be at least ten million..." another villager rubbed his chin, his face full of envy.

"Incredible... when has our Qinjiawan Village ever produced such a powerful figure! Brother Yi really brings us honor!" a young man waved his arms and shouted excitedly.

The villagers discussed animatedly. Listening to their chatter, the corners of Qin Jianye's mouth couldn't help but curl up into a smile. He nodded secretly, thinking: Good lad! As expected of my, Qin Jianye's, son. You've really done your old man proud!

Soon, the rolls-royce cullinan came to a steady stop in front of the village committee square.

The onlookers instinctively made way for it, their eyes filled with curiosity and awe.

Before long, the six cars were parked in order. Qin Yi was the first to get out. He looked around and saw his parents were there, so he walked over to Qin Jianye and Wu Xiuhua in a few steps.

He first asked about the situation at home. After learning that everything was fine, he stood on the steps with peace of mind. He pressed his palms together in a respectful greeting to the surrounding villagers and said with a slightly apologetic voice, "I'm sorry for keeping everyone waiting so long. It was mainly because I left Shanghai in a hurry. Going to the bank to withdraw cash and dealing with all those procedures was quite a hassle! But fortunately, the result is good!"

With that, Qin Yi clapped his hands.

Immediately, the doors of the four freight trucks and the armored cash carrier opened simultaneously, and stacks of brand-new banknotes came into view.

Seeing the cash stacked nearly as high as a refrigerator inside the armored vehicle, the onlookers let out a burst of exclamations. Some widened their eyes, some covered their mouths, and some jumped up in excitement.

"Woo..."

"Holy crap, so much money..."

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When had they ever seen so much cash? Every single one of them was dumbfounded.

Then, Qin Yi's voice rang out again, carrying a hint of firmness and emotion: "As the old saying goes, 'Don't forget kindness when poor, and don't forget your roots when rich.' Over the past six months or so, you villagers have treated our Qin Family quite well. I, Qin Yi, may not be much, but I've had some good luck and made a bit of money outside. Naturally, I can't forget my fellow villagers. There are fewer than five hundred households in our village, with a population of about fifteen hundred. How about this: everyone line up, and every person in every household gets ten thousand yuan!" As he spoke, he waved his hand, as if giving vent to the pride in his heart.

"Woo... Brother Yi is mighty!"

"Brother Yi is awesome!"

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Some young people cheered and jeered, their eyes filled with excitement and admiration. The older villagers were also beaming with joy.

After the applause gradually died down, Qin Yi spoke again slowly, his voice gentle yet powerful: "In addition, each household will receive a portion of grain, oil, rice, and flour!"

Another round of cheers erupted as the villagers began discussing Qin Yi's generosity and righteousness...

After saying this, Qin Yi stepped back. The Village Party Secretary then approached. He first shook Qin Yi's hand warmly, his hands trembling slightly with excitement.

"Xiao Yi, on behalf of the men, women, young, and old of Qinjiawan Village, I thank you..."

"Haha, Secretary, you're being too polite..." Qin Yi replied with a smile. "By the way, I have twenty million here. Ten thousand per person in our village should be more than enough. The rest can be considered my donation to the village. In the future, for the village roads, water, electricity, or whatever needs maintenance, the village can handle it as they see fit."

"Oh, how can we accept this? This won't do, this won't do." Hearing this, the Village Party Secretary hurriedly waved his hands in refusal, but his eyes could not hide his surprise and emotion.

"Secretary, please don't be polite with me. This is just a small token of my appreciation. Also, there's a surplus of the grain, oil, rice, and flour for each household. Later, you can see which families have more people or are facing difficulties, and help me give it to them directly." As Qin Yi spoke, his gaze revealed a touch of sincere concern.

"Oh, Xiao Yi, you really are a great person! In all these years in Qinjiawan Village, we've finally produced a formidable figure!" The Secretary said, then looked at Qin Jianye and said enviously, "Old Qin, you've really raised a good son!"

Qin Jianye was already grinning from ear to ear. He waved his hand modestly and said, "Hahaha, I can't take all the credit. It's all because his mother taught him well!"

Wu Xiuhua also smiled and echoed from the side, "Secretary, why don't we organize the villagers to collect the items first? Everyone has been waiting all morning!"

"Right, right, right!" Hearing this, the Secretary quickly turned to look at the villagers who were waiting expectantly and shouted loudly, "Come on, everyone, line up according to your house numbers! One by one, and after you've received your items, come over to my side to sign!"

Soon, under the direction of the Village Party Secretary, the onlookers became orderly. They lined up and received their money, grain, oil, rice, and flour one by one, their faces overflowing with smiles of satisfaction and happiness. Qin Yi and the others stepped aside, quietly watching the scene.

Just then, Yan Lishi, from Old Yan's family at the bridge who had ridiculed Qin Jianye before, moved in front of Qin Jianye with a face full of embarrassment.

He coughed lightly, seemingly trying to hide his nervousness, and then said respectfully, "Old Qin, that... I'm sorry. I really didn't show you enough respect before... This mouth of mine just doesn't have a filter..." As he spoke, he scratched his head sheepishly, his eyes full of regret.

Seeing him like this, Qin Jianye felt incredibly satisfied.

A subtle smile played at the corners of his mouth, but he still maintained a calm expression on his face. He smiled faintly and said, "Haha, Old Yan, I'm not the type to hold a grudge. It's all in the past, so don't mention it again. You haven't collected your things yet, have you?" As he spoke, he also raised his hand and lightly patted Yan Lishi's shoulder, appearing both magnanimous and friendly.

Yan Lishi gave an embarrassed smile and shook his head. Qin Jianye laughed and said, "Then go line up quickly!"

"Uh..." Yan Lishi looked at the long, S-shaped queue, then back at Qin Jianye. There was still a trace of unease in his eyes as he asked hesitantly, "Old Qin, are you really not mad at me?"

"Oh, just put your mind at ease! In the future, when we're not in the village, I'll have to trouble you to look after our old family home." Qin Jianye said heartily.

"Hehe, definitely, definitely!" Yan Lishi gave a simple smile, and the weight in his heart finally lifted.

He looked at Qin Jianye gratefully, then continued, "Then I'll go line up first..." With that, he turned and walked toward the queue.

"Yeah, go ahead. Don't forget to get a share for your son too!" Qin Jianye shouted from behind him.

After Yan Lishi had walked away, Qin Yi looked at Qin Jianye and asked curiously, "Dad, you're just going to let that guy named Yan off like that? From what I heard just now, he used to mock you quite a bit..."

"Tch, it's nothing. Everyone talks about others behind their backs, and everyone is talked about by others. I don't have any irreconcilable grievances with him; it was just some bickering. Just laugh it off." Qin Jianye said open-mindedly, his eyes revealing a kind of tolerance and wisdom. "Besides, Old Yan's son is a civil servant now, for better or worse. We might even have to deal with each other in the future. Making too many enemies isn't good for us!" He lightly patted Qin Yi's shoulder, his tone full of teaching and expectation.

Seeing his father's high-spirited appearance, Qin Yi couldn't help but smile: "Dad! Why do I feel like the old you has come back?"

"Oh? Is that so? Well, that's all thanks to you, Xiao Yi!" Qin Jianye said, patting Qin Yi's shoulder again, and remarked with emotion, "Son, you've really done your dad proud this time!"

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