Chapter 1289: Three Axes

For a moment, Grandpa Qi Lin was truly moved.

He didn't know if he was moved by the words of Little Secretary Zhu in front of him, or by her proposal.

But a moment later, he quickly gathered his mind and replied seriously: "I mentioned it, but the old man is reluctant to leave his hometown and is really unwilling to come."

Young people are already used to running around, pursuing a higher quality of life, or a more distant future.

But for the elderly living in the previous era, death is a careless yet grand thing. At the very least, when they realize they are old, they want to be buried in their hometown no matter what.

If it weren't for this, Grandpa Qi Lin wouldn't have specially learned the knowledge of raising cows and sheep, just wanting to give the old man a company and sustenance.

After all, he has to live, so he can only leave this barren place, not wanting to face the embarrassment of not having enough money to support his parents in the future.

As for now...

There are not many households on the vast loess slope. Even if he stays, he can't even find a helper to plant land.

Among the three fellow apprentices, Sister Yanran's family is wealthy, doting on her, loving her, and supporting her. Tang Xiaodong is from a well-off family, and his parents' requirement for him is just to have a job.

And only he, his grandfather doesn't even have other requirements. He has suffered for a lifetime, just don't let the child suffer.

Grandpa Qi Lin's expression gradually became lonely.

However, Little Secretary Zhu smiled slightly, and a soft yet firm smile appeared on her slightly fair cheeks, which were tanned in winter:

"Did I not persuade you in the right place?"

"Come, listen to me—you call back again, find a piece of wasteland in the village and tell your grandfather that it has been rented, but work is too busy to plant it, so it can only be left to grow grass."

Little Secretary Zhu, who is now deeply engaged in agriculture, knows how barren the land on the loess slope is. When she was a child, she looked through her relatives' textbooks and even learned the hard lessons of a family of three moving stones and saving urine and feces to open up wasteland on the mountain.

The pursuit of land rooted in the hearts of Chinese people does not distinguish between regions, nor does it distinguish between old and young.

"Then say one more sentence, food and accommodation are included here, but you don't have any. Seeing that you can't take advantage of it, I feel so at a loss!"

Food and accommodation for family members depends on the level. Grandpa Qi Lin... since Little Secretary Zhu spoke, Song Tan nodded readily:

"Hmm, included, normal meals in the canteen, don't you have a dormitory?"

Grandpa Qi Lin was stunned.

Based on his understanding of the old man, if these two sets of words are spoken, even if the other party doesn't come, he will talk about it from time to time at home.

He looked at Little Secretary Zhu, but saw that the other party was still looking at him, with a smile in her eyes, and his heart couldn't help but feel hot.

A moment later, he lowered his head slightly and asked softly: "Then... what if he still refuses to come?"

He has always been in a calm state of eight winds not moving, but now he has changed suddenly. Sister Yanran and Tang Xiaodong, who were young people on the side, naturally noticed it for the first time.

Then the two people poked each other with their elbows, squeezing their eyes, obviously they also noticed it.

This made Grandpa Qi Lin obviously more uncomfortable.

But he was uncomfortable, and when he spoke, he still looked at Little Secretary Zhu seriously.

And Little Secretary Zhu raised her eyebrows: "Grandpa Qi Lin, when talking to old people in rural areas, don't avoid death. They can even calmly arrange their own funeral, and require the specifications of the funeral and rituals."

As long as it's not too direct and stiff.

Little Secretary Zhu, who had just gone to the countryside, didn't understand.

Her grandfather rarely mentioned these things at home, and this is not something their family needs to worry about. Her concept of funeral affairs still exists in the dogmas of textbooks.

But after coming to the village for more than a year, she found that elderly people can calmly discuss their coffins, ask immortals to see them, and will also consider their own cemeteries.

No matter how poor the family is, when the elderly mention the funeral, although they say that people are gone and those are useless, most of them still hope to be decent...

Uncle Biao and others in Zhang Wang's family are all promised by Song Tan to be handled properly.

By the same token, Grandpa Qi Lin's grandfather probably has similar ideas.

"Why don't you calculate with your grandfather, if you can live to 80, how many years are left in the future? If you can include food and accommodation every year, how much money can you save?"

"After the money is saved, go back to your hometown, and you will have a sum of money to handle the funeral decently. Elderly people in ten miles and eight villages will not have as much face as he does."

"If these three axes still can't persuade him, then he might really be attached to his hometown, so don't force it."

At this moment, Grandpa Qi Lin's heart beat like a drum.

The next moment he stood up abruptly, and then hurried towards the door: "I'll call him now."

He paused when he pushed the door out, turned and asked: "You say, which piece of land should I show him?"

Little Secretary Zhu thought for a moment: "Next to the piece of land that the crew rented to plant grass. The grass buds there grow vigorously, and it looks like it has been abandoned for a long time. And the large piece of land is more eye-catching. Even if the old man's mobile phone is not clear, he can see it roughly."

"The most important thing is that if the old man really agrees to come, that piece of land is really willing to rent. A total of two mu, 600 per mu per year."

A mere 1200 yuan!

If his grandfather is willing to come, the mountains and rivers here are beautiful, and compared to the barren loess village, it is obviously more nourishing! And living collectively here, the old man's diet will not be dealt with, maybe he can really take good care of himself!

Grandpa Qi Lin pursed his lips and finally said solemnly: "Thank you!"

After saying that, he had already run away like a gust of wind.

And everyone looked at his back, Sister Yanran sighed: "It seems he is really excited."

And on this side, Song Tan had to notice it even if she wasn't sensitive, and pulled Little Secretary Zhu to whisper: "What's going on? Do you like someone like him?"

Little Secretary Zhu smiled: "Steady and stable, emotionally stable, who doesn't like it?"

"His conditions are quite good, his features are correct, and his height is also okay. Top university, simple and clean employment direction, not easy to be involved in other dangerous relationships—you know, people who do business or finance. And the working environment is easy to adapt to different regions, and it is very convenient to mobilize, right?"

"Plus there is only one grandfather on top, and he himself is adopted, so the requirements for a perfect family may be lower in the future—and for things like children, he will not bear too much pressure from the outside world and family."

Little Secretary Zhu talked eloquently. It didn't sound like she was talking about someone she was moved by, but objectively evaluating an interview object.

But Song Tan didn't feel anything wrong, just smiled: "You have considered so much?"

Little Secretary Zhu was helpless: "I just thought about it. You also know that my age is about the same. And if I want to go up, the leader adds burdens, so family stability is also an important assessment factor." ===== CHAPTER 1290 =====