A young man from another world returned to his hometown.

The next day, before it was fully light, A-Qiang woke up.

He quietly got up, and Chunfang groggily opened her eyes.

Why are you up so early?

I'm taking my son to school.

"you?"

"Aren't you going to the construction site today?"

"Go, drop your son off first, then go."

The school is in town.

A-Qiang was riding a motorcycle, and the child was wearing a newly bought schoolbag.

"Dad! Drive faster!"

"Okay!"

Ah Qiang smiled and sped up a bit.

The motorcycle passed the national highway at the entrance of the village.

The construction site next to the building is beginning to take shape.

Ah Qiang pointed to the construction site.

"Son, look over there."

"Um?"

"That's where Dad works."

The child watched for a long time.

"Wow, that's so high! Does Dad work up that high?"

"Yes."

"Dad is amazing!"

Ah Qiang smiled and patted his son's head.

The child doesn't quite understand.

But he knew his father wouldn't leave again.

In the town's wholesale store, on the counter, were several workbooks given to children by their school.

That's what Aunt Huang uses for keeping accounts.

It was covered with names.

The notebooks are getting thicker and thicker.

Her husband was insisting on closing the convenience store.

"What a load of crap! We're still losing money!"

Aunt Huang didn't let it be closed.

Her husband left cursing and swearing, and went out to work.

Ah-Qiang rode by on his motorcycle.

"Sister Huang!"

"Hey, Qiang?"

"Settle my family's accounts."

Aunt Huang was stunned for a moment.

Ah Qiang took his wallet out of his pocket.

Aunt Huang then realized what was happening.

She pulled the notebook out from the innermost cabinet and found the section for A-Qiang's family.

"Your family owes me... 420."

"it is good."

Ah Qiang counted five.

"Save the extra for now."

Ah Qiang turned around and got on the motorcycle.

"I've gone to the construction site."

Aunt Huang held the hundred-yuan bill and wrote it down in her notebook with a smile.

That morning.

One after another, young people walked into Sister Huang's wholesale store.

Aunt Huang flipped through the account book, crossing out the names one by one.

After the crowd dispersed, she took out her phone and called her man.

……

In Tiancun, the old house stands, while the newly planned rural villas next door are still under construction.

Lin Jiayao was holding a thick stack of documents. Lin Yan was holding Xier and standing on the brick wall by the yard, with one hand on Xier's waist. Last night they watched Titanic, and today Lin Yan insisted on dragging Xier to experience the feeling of the wind.

Lin Jiayao: "..."

He cleared his throat.

"Ayan, I've prepared all the materials for the vocational school."

"According to what you said, it's a vocational skills training school that doesn't involve formal education, so it should be simpler in theory, but..."

Lin Yan jumped off the brick wall.

"I've spoken with Section Chief Ma, and this matter might not be so simple."

Lin Jiayao considered it carefully.

"The county has always been cautious about approving schools in towns. There are too many vocational schools that have been involved in land grabbing and subsidy fraud, or that are just empty shells with bad debts. So the approval department has a lot of concerns. Schools of our size are more likely to be blocked."

Lin Yan listened, blinked, and looked up to think for a moment.

Then he turned his head toward Sylph.

"Honey, look at this video, it's beach volleyball."

Syl leaned closer.

"This looks like so much fun!"

"Shall we go play?"

"OK!"

Lin Jiayao: "???"

"Ayan!"

Lin Jiayao raised his voice.

"What about the vocational school?!"

Lin Yan patted Lin Jiayao on the shoulder.

"Brother Jiayao, you can do it without worry. I've arranged everything. Just leave everything to your cousin and you can handle it."

Lin Jiayao opened his mouth slightly.

"Ayan, this is about running a school, not opening a bubble tea shop..."

"I trust you."

Lin Yan said with a smile.

"Brother Jiayao, everything you've done lately has been excellent!"

"There won't be any problems this time either."

"But……"

"If you need more funds, come to me anytime."

Lin Yan stretched. Actually, his idea was very simple: he just wanted to get the school operating permit, build a school in the town, and recruit a few recent college graduates.

Then let them work with the town's children for a few years, learning as they go. With nuclear-powered oxen and horses to do the work, the village's population will continue to grow and won't be lost.

It can also prevent children from going out into society to play as soon as they finish junior high school, giving them an opportunity to continue their education.

Lin Jiayao fell silent; he started imagining things again.

Yes, he knows better than anyone else.

Those young people returning from the city, those villagers waiting for job opportunities, those kids who were ready to go out and work as screwdrivers after graduating from junior high school—they all needed a way out.

The problems became immediately apparent as soon as the job postings for cold chain facilities and fruit processing plants were published.

Knowledgeable in operating procedures, e-commerce operations, production line...

The entire town of Guan couldn't even muster ten.

Cultivating oneself is an inevitable path, and my cousin must have seen this clearly long ago, which is why he is so confident and casual. No matter how many difficulties there are, it is something that must be done, so what is there to be afraid of? Just do it.

"it is good."

Lin Jiayao took a deep breath and picked up the materials again.

"Ayan, I'll take care of it."

"Go."

Lin Yan waved his hand.

My wife and I are going to the beach for a few days.

"You ran away again?!"

"Hey, Jiayao."

Lin Yan looked completely innocent.

"My wife has finally started to be a little more lively, so I need to make it up to her as soon as possible."

"Besides, there's nothing I can do to help here."

"If you show up at the county office door, that'll be of great help!"

"Brother Jiayao".

Lin Yan looked serious.

"If I were to appear at the entrance of the county office, it wouldn't be a private school anymore; it would be capital flowing into the countryside."

"It's best if you handle this kind of thing; it'll be most effective if you do it yourself."

Lin Jiayao: "..."

Although it sounds a bit like a perfunctory response, upon closer inspection, it actually makes a lot of sense.

"...Alright then."

Lin Jiayao sighed and carefully picked up the materials again.

"I'll go by myself."

"Jiayao is awesome!"

Lin Yan gave a thumbs up.

Lin Yan took Xier and headed towards the seaside.

Lin Dahou saw them off.

"Oh dear, you guys are always running around outside, what about the village..."

"Uncle, let Jiayao take care of the village affairs."

Lin Yan waved his hand.

"We're just going to have some fun for two days, we'll be back soon."

Lin Dahou shook his head and watched the car drive out of the village.

"That kid, his dad should have given him a few more beatings back then."

"but……"

He grinned.

"He really looks like his dad."

…………

In the county town, Section Chief Ma stood at the gate with his briefcase in hand, and Lin Jiayao got out of the car.

Section Chief Ma looked up at the sky and let out a long breath.

"Jiayao, you'd better be prepared."

Lin Jiayao frowned.

"How so?"

"School approvals fall under the jurisdiction of multiple departments. We all know you're in the manufacturing sector, but the county's education, human resources, and fire departments..."

Section Chief Ma said in a low voice as he walked.

"Every hurdle is difficult, but you'll overcome it one by one. In short, you need to be mentally prepared."

"Um."