"Village Chief, why are you thanking me? If you want to thank someone, thank our Mr. Lin."
"Although there are hot springs, all the funds for the development were invested by him. It would have taken at least 200 to 300 million yuan."
Xiao Zhao is a smart man and he quickly pointed this out.
The village chief looked at Lin Yi in surprise again. When he heard the number of three or five hundred million, his head felt a little dizzy.
But Lin Yi smiled faintly, as if he didn't care about the money.
Originally, the village chief thought that Lin Yi was doing well in the city, but now he realizes that he is doing really well.
He was deeply touched by the thought that even though he had money, he still took care of the villagers.
"Thank you, Xiaoyi. If this really happens, our village will never forget your kindness." The village chief held Lin Yi's hand, tears streaming down his face.
As a village chief, Zhao De has always wanted to lead the villagers to get rich, but the village is too remote, the roads are not good, and the harvest has been poor in recent years.
The number of people in the village was decreasing, and he was worried about it.
I went to the town to make trouble more than once, but it was of no use.
Even last year, the town wanted to assign Jining Village to another village.
If it weren't for Village Chief Zhao who kept making trouble, Jining Village might have disappeared.
"Don't worry, Uncle Zhao. I grew up here and will never forget my fellow villagers." Lin Yi said seriously.
"Okay, okay!" Village chief Zhao made the excuse that sand got into his eyes and left with red eyes.
After lunch and a short rest, Lin Yi took the little guy to the mountain to see the peach blossoms.
The whole mountain was hazy pink.
The air is filled with the rich scent of flowers.
The little guy was so happy that he couldn't stop laughing.
Of course, Lin Yi would not forget one of the main purposes of coming here.
It’s to teach this little girl not to waste food.
Since I had nothing to do anyway, I helped Sister Xinghua grow vegetables in the field.
Because there are many mountains and hills near Jining Village, large machinery cannot be driven in, and farming mainly relies on meticulous manual labor.
Very hard work.
The little guy was wearing a big straw hat, revealing a small part of his face, and looked extremely cute.
Although Guoguo did nothing, he saw his father bending down and planting seeds one by one.
Suddenly she realized that the vegetables she ate were hard-earned and should not be secretly thrown into the trash can.
Thinking of this, the little guy was sensible and tried his best to help.
For example, she helped Lin Yi get seeds and pour water, and she was also considerate enough to wipe the sweat off Sister Xinghua's face.
After dinner in the evening, Lin Yi sat in the yard holding the little guy, quietly looking at the clear starry sky.
The villagers go to bed early, and Sister Xinghua and her friends go to sleep early after a day of work.
At this time, the little girl suddenly raised her little face and said, "Daddy, Guoguo is hungry and wants to eat."
"Eat? This..." Lin Yi thought that it was not convenient to wake up Sister Xinghua to cook, that would not be a good idea.
So I decided to make some simple food for the little guy.
After searching for a while, I found some sweet potatoes on the ground.
His brows suddenly moved, and he planned to roast some sweet potatoes for the little guy.
This kind of thing has never been eaten by the little guy.
But Lin Yi knew that roasted sweet potatoes were very delicious. In his childhood memories, he ate them almost every day when the sweet potatoes were ripe.
It can be steamed, boiled, fried, or grilled, and you will never get tired of eating it.
"Daddy will bake sweet potatoes for you."
Guoguo had never eaten it before, so she nodded curiously and watched quietly as Lin Yi placed the sweet potatoes neatly on both sides of the stove, turning them over from time to time to make them bake more evenly.