Qi Tongwei at the start: Not relying on Liang Lu, but winning by a single move against Heaven.

Early the next morning, Qi Tongwei continued to visit each household to offer New Year's greetings.

The process was the same as yesterday: say a few New Year's greetings, leave ten yuan, and leave.

It wasn't until noon that Qi Tongwei had visited all 326 households in the village.

When they returned to Qi Shouyi's house, lunch had already been prepared.

When Qi Shouyi saw him return, he immediately invited him over for a meal.

During the meal, Qi Shouyi offered to pour him a drink, but Qi Tongwei refused.

"Uncle, we have to leave after lunch, so I won't be drinking..."

Seeing his resolute attitude, Qi Shouyi neither stopped him nor tried to persuade him further.

In Qi Shouyi's eyes, Qi Tongwei was no longer the poor boy he used to be.

Qi Tongwei is now a cadre and a very busy person.

After eating for a while, Qi Shouyi hesitated for a moment before slowly speaking.

"Tongwei, tell me more about that thing you mentioned yesterday about revitalizing the economy..."

Seeing that he was interested, Qi Tongwei immediately took over the conversation.

"The whole country is developing its economy now, and our Qijia Village can't fall behind."

"The government is now encouraging village-run enterprises, so we can totally develop the village collective economy..."

Qi Shouyi frowned slightly, took a sip of wine, and remained silent.

Having served as the village party secretary for half his life, he was no stranger to the concept of "village collective economy".

He participated in the People's Commune in 60 and ate communal meals.

The thought of communal dining made him uneasy; wasn't this just repeating the old mistakes?

But he couldn't say anything in front of Qi Tongwei, so he could only remain silent.

Qi Tongwei saw through his thoughts and explained to him with a smile.

"The village's collective economy is different now than it used to be."

"It used to be a commune, now the village collective is leading the construction of the factory..."

Qi Shouyi understood a bit from Qi Tongwei's words.

"The village collective provides the land and funds... and the profits are distributed per capita, which is a good method."

"Our village, putting aside everything else, has absolutely no problem raising livestock..."

He paused slightly, took two puffs of his pipe, and his voice became even more resolute.

"A brick kiln is fine too! Our village used to have small brick kilns..."

Seeing that he had grasped the point, Qi Tongwei stopped giving him further guidance.

Sometimes, too much guidance can backfire; you have to figure it out for yourself.

He nodded and placed a piece of chicken on Qi Shouyi's plate.

"The ideas are all good. However, I still suggest starting with collective farming..."

In his memory, the real estate market only started to boom in 92.

It's a little early to start operating a brick kiln at this time.

Qi Shouyi blinked, said nothing, but his mind was now completely racing.

After finishing his meal, Qi Tongwei took out a brown paper envelope from his bag and handed it to Qi Shouyi.

"Uncle, here's 1000 yuan..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qi Shouyi waved his hands repeatedly.

"Tongwei, this will not do."

"I know even if you don't say it, you should give each family 10 yuan this time you come back..."

"It's already cost over 3000. Uncle, we can't accept this money."

Qi Tongwei stuffed the money into his hand and patted the back of his hand.

"Uncle, this money isn't for you; it's a donation to the village."

"Whether you're raising livestock or running a brick kiln, you need capital, right..."

Qi Shouyi sighed and stopped refusing.

"Alright! You're not an outsider anyway. Once the business gets going, you'll get a share..."

Seeing that everything was done, Qi Tongwei packed his things and prepared to return to Handong.

This was something Qi Tongwei never expected.

That one thousand dollars, years later, became the handle used by his political enemies to frame him.

......

Back at the Little Red House, Qi Tongwei, feeling carefree and relaxed, enjoyed another day of rest.

On the 25th day of the twelfth lunar month, he and the Gao sisters began to prepare for the New Year.

Although Jingzhou in 90 was far less prosperous than it is today, it had a more down-to-earth and lively atmosphere.

With the Spring Festival approaching, the streets are bustling with activity and full of festive spirit.

It was the first time the Gao sisters had spent the Lunar New Year in Jingzhou, and they were as happy as two little deer.

He looked around curiously, darting east and west.

After buying the New Year's goods, Qi Tongwei bought each of them a new set of clothes.

Although they said no, their faces were flushed and their eyes were full of anticipation.

Back at the Little Red House, Qi Tongwei looked at the food in the kitchen and began to struggle.

He's considering whether he should buy a refrigerator.

But after a little thought, he gave up.

In 1990, a refrigerator cost nearly 2,000 yuan, while his monthly salary was only 200 yuan.

He still has about 10,000 yuan in his hand, which is enough to buy it, but it would be too conspicuous.

Time flies, and it's already the 29th of the twelfth lunar month.

Qi Tongwei finally welcomed his first New Year after his rebirth.

The little red building was decorated with a strong festive atmosphere by the Gao sisters.

Qi Tongwei could tell that the Gao sisters cherished their current life.

Qi Tongwei was very thoughtful and specially prepared New Year's money for the two of them.

The money wasn't much, just five yuan each, and the two girls were overjoyed again.

The New Year's Eve dinner was prepared by the Gao sisters, and it was very lavish.

Qi Tongwei especially loved the braised silver carp.

However, the Gao sisters' expressions were somewhat strange when he ate the fish.

I want to laugh, but I don't dare to.

In Jingzhou, there is a tradition that braised silver carp must be served at the New Year's Eve dinner.

This fish must be saved until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month to be eaten, symbolizing "having surplus wealth".

Although Qi Tongwei was from Jingzhou, his parents died early and no one had ever taught him these rules.

In the Little Red Building, Qi Tongwei was the patriarch.

Seeing that he had started eating, the Gao sisters no longer followed the old traditions.

With three people and three pairs of chopsticks, they devoured the "Yuanbao Fish" on the first night.

After the meal, the Gao sisters took turns clearing the dishes.

The two of them muttered to each other as they washed the dishes.

"Sister, Brother Qi is amazing! He even dares to eat the Yuanbao fish."

"Nonsense, it's just that our family doesn't follow the old rules. Brother Qi is the rule."

......

Before we knew it, it was the third day of the Lunar New Year, the day for exchanging New Year's greetings.

Qi Tongwei has not yet established his own network of relationships in Jingzhou.

The only person he can move around with is Gao Yuliang.

It's better to be early than late, so Qi Tongwei went to pay his respects to Gao Yuliang early in the morning.

Upon arriving at Gao Yuliang's home, Qi Tongwei said many auspicious words, which made his master and mistress very happy.

After finishing the pleasantries, Gao Yuliang took an envelope from his study.

Qi Tongwei was taken aback, thinking it was New Year's money, and repeatedly declined.

"Teacher, I'm so old... how can I take your money? You're making me look bad."

Gao Yuliang sat back on the sofa and spoke with a smile.

"What are you thinking? The transfer application you requested before the New Year... I've taken care of it for you."

Qi Tongwei was taken aback again, and immediately took the kraft paper envelope.

Thank you, teacher!

He opened it and looked at it, his smile widening even more.

"Teacher Gao! It's not a temporary enrollment procedure, it's a transfer procedure?"

Gao Yuliang took a sip of tea and spoke with a smile.

"The teacher can't help you with personnel arrangements... but this little thing can be taken care of..."

After speaking, Gao Yuliang gave Qi Tongwei a deep look, his gaze full of profound meaning.

Gao Yuliang's words had a hidden meaning, how could Qi Tongwei not understand?

He was implying to himself that he really couldn't help with the job placement after graduation.

Qi Tongwei smiled and immediately continued the conversation.

"Teacher, I've always been very grateful to you and I understand you very well..."

His voice wasn't loud, but his tone was very sincere.

Seeing that he said that, Gao Yuliang didn't know what else to say.

He put down his teacup, tapped his fingers on the coffee table, and exuded an air of importance.

"Guangming Middle School is a good school... I've arranged everything."

"Once school starts, just take your paperwork to Principal Sun to register."

After chatting for a while, the second wave of people came to offer New Year's greetings, and the living room became noisy and chaotic.

Upon seeing this, Qi Tongwei quickly got up to take his leave.

Gao Yuliang wanted him to stay for lunch, but Qi Tongwei declined on some pretext.

"I have to go to the next place now, I'll come back after the New Year..."

As he left Gao Yuliang's house, Qi Tongwei lit a cigarette and took a deep breath.

He smiled and shook his head, feeling a little wistful.

Is this how my first Spring Festival after being reborn ends?

As he walked toward the little red building, he made plans in his mind.

Although Gao Yuliang told him to go directly to Guangming Middle School to register when school started.

But Qi Tongwei understood that relationships are relationships, and social niceties still apply...

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