【Jiazi Yunfangfei】(Chapter Two) (06-07) Author: muxinshui

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Chapter Two I just did it this way (6)

From the four-month trial supply contract for bamboo raw materials signed this year, the seventeen households in Yang Village received
a total of 14% of the total supply amount. 14% of 7.6 million is a little over 100,000, which means that
the seventeen households in Yang Village can receive as much as 14,000 or 15,000, and as little as 6,000 or 7,000.

It can be said that this distribution of money is the most that the people of Yang Village have received in nearly five years. However, through Mu Sheng's explanation,
the village committee members of Yang Village also learned that after four months, when the distribution plan of the large contract is adjusted,
the distribution will be increased to 20% of the total amount. And that is when the formal supply contract will be implemented,
and the total amount of money will also rise to 18 million yuan in one quarter. At that time...

At this time, the hearts of all the village committee members of Yang Village were pounding! Yes, so much money, and
it is increasing every year! For some reason, the hearts of all the village committee members present were pounding with anxiety
—what if all this money belonged to Yang Village! Wouldn't that be…?

A huge contract signed five years ago quickly brought the Yang Village committee members' pounding hearts to reality
. The contract granted the villagers the right to share the profits, but it also stipulated the obligations they had to fulfill.
For example, if the villagers wanted to unilaterally change the contract terms, they would have to pay
a penalty of 300% of the total contract amount.

And now the villagers knew that this total contract amount included the current payments for goods—
18 million multiplied by 3. They knew that the thought of breaching the contract was just a thought; if they
really wanted to breach it, they would probably have to wait until the contract was in effect for fifty years.

The initial excitement, frustration, and helplessness brought by the large contract gradually subsided. The village committee members of Yang Village watched Mu Sheng's retreating figure
as he walked out of the shack, their feelings
a mixture of gratitude, admiration, and a touch of resentment. They too picked up their tools and left the shack.

Everyone in the township and village who knew about Mu Sheng's departure claimed it should be kept secret, but it was only
the fifteenth of the lunar month, and almost everyone in the surrounding area knew.

The hard times had just begun to look forward, but their leader was leaving. Most people, besides
feeling reluctant to part with the five years of camaraderie, carefully reviewed the contract
several times and discovered a problem: all the projects that could bring them money
were contacted and negotiated by Mu Sheng. If he left, would these contracts be affected?
While it wouldn't be a complete waste of their efforts over the years, a significant reduction in
value would be inevitable.

Yes, in today's society, never talk about money; it hurts feelings. But even in today's society,
if you don't talk about money, how many people will listen to your idle chatter every day? So,
the kind-hearted people in each village and group got together and suggested, "Let's have a good chat with Brother Musheng about our
relationship , and then we'll clarify things about money. If we
can handle both, things will generally turn out well."

Speaking of relationships, in every village and group within this area,
how many families haven't had Brother Musheng eat or stay at? And every family that has hosted Brother Musheng for meals and lodging considers it a
source of pride and talks about it often. But then again, over the past four or five years, Brother Musheng has come and gone
; besides those who have eaten and stayed at their homes, what else have they gotten out of him?

Every year, people come and go, and just
when everyone had gotten used to this daily routine and started to have something to look forward to, it all came to an end. Yes, barring any unforeseen circumstances,
the bond between Mu Sheng and the surrounding villages would be severed.

It wasn't anything else; when Mu Sheng was truly leaving, most of the people here realized that this seemingly ordinary
rural man, who had been working alongside them from the moment he arrived, was actually a genuine deputy provincial-level official.

In today's society, let alone provincial-level officials, even deputy section-level officials—of the same rank as nightclub hostesses—
when they come down to the lower levels, their aura and pomp are almost comparable to an imperial inspector on a state
tour . (The deputy director met a hostess at a karaoke bar and asked, "Are you a virgin?"

The hostess replied, "If you say I'm a virgin, then I'm just a prostitute. If you say I'm not a virgin,
then I'm not married yet. So, at this stage, I'm just a deputy director. But everyone has known Mu
Sheng and off for five years. Apart from a few
people who know Mu Sheng's identity but haven't told everyone, who else has paid attention to this issue?")

People shouldn't compare themselves to others, because some will die if they do; but people really can't help but compare themselves
, because if you're going to compare, compare yourself to someone like Mu Sheng. Does he look like a leader?

Few people in the surrounding villages of Cuiping Township compare Mu Sheng to others. So,
some of representatives have gathered at Mu Sheng's dormitory in Yang Village. They don't have any other intentions; they just want to
take advantage of this rare afternoon off to have everyone speak their minds.

Mu Sheng's dormitory is small, so at noon... After coming down from the mountain, he led seven or eight young men
from the village, whom everyone hadn't seen for several years, to the village committee of Yang Village.

After a brief greeting, Mu Sheng, without saying much, took several
thick stacks of papers from one of the young men and began explaining to everyone, one stack after another.

The explanation focused on two main points: First, all supply contracts, once signed and within their stipulated period
, would not be changed. This meant that these supply contracts, with Cuiping Township as the legal entity, would
only need to be re-enforced after three years, and all profit-sharing schemes would
be implemented according to the current redistribution ratio for five years before further adjustments.

Second, simply selling what they grew was not a sustainable solution; therefore,
deep processing based on agriculture was imperative. The seven or eight
young men were part of the initial groundwork laid for the deep processing industry.

Many of these people had been selected by the village and Mu Sheng three years ago, despite the villagers' great
doubts and skepticism, to go away for training. Now, some of them were ready to return and help Mu Sheng with
his duties. So, Mu Sheng had these few still-shy young men introduce themselves and
explain the issues that the villagers were more concerned about.

Assisting Mu Sheng! That means Brother Mu Sheng shouldn't leave yet, and
everything needs Brother Mu Sheng's approval! Alright, alright, then let these kids work with Brother Mu Sheng!
We don't have anything to say or ask, so let's not take up Brother Mu Sheng's time any longer, everyone disperse. There

were seven or eight young men; the oldest was already in his early thirties, and the youngest
was over twenty-four. The term "youngsters" is used because most of the people who came to Mu Sheng's place today
were respected elders, and also because six of the eight people were men and only two were women.
Therefore, due to custom or psychological reasons, people didn't pay much attention to the gender distinction and simply used the
term "youngsters" to encompass all eight of them. The

oldest of the eight was from Shangba Village. She was in university but had to drop out due to an accident . After dropping out, she had been working and struggling in other places. Before accepting the training assignment from the township, although she hadn't built a substantial fortune, she could easily support her family . However, educated people generally have a dream in their hearts, and those who have almost had the opportunity to realize their dreams, when forced to give them up, will be unwavering in their pursuit if that buried dream is rekindled. Mu Sheng was an old and shrewd man, so when he was filtering through candidates for succession for Cuiping Township, this person with rich experience quickly came into his view. "To be old and not die is to be a thief," so Mu Sheng simply ignited a spark in this person who also had dreams, and she became one of the first trainees sent by the Cuiping Township Committee for training. Not only was she a trainee, but she was also the team leader among the first batch of trainees. However, this person who used to lead trainees all over the country and was so decisive was inexplicably so low-key when she returned to her hometown. So low-key that even explaining all the deep processing projects she was in charge of was done by someone else. Apart from Mu Sheng and Village Chief Yang, everyone else left the village committee compound. Although Village Chief Yang was holding a map upside down, it didn't stop him from excitedly pointing at the map to Mu Sheng ... Mu Sheng had also inspected the places on the map that excited Village Chief Yang. However, when Mu Sheng inspected this place five years ago , the 30,000 mu of forest land that used to belong to Yang Village and was later included in the National Natural Forest Protection Project, Mu Sheng just looked at the slope on the other side of the ditch and then went about her business. Of the 30,000 mu of forest land, less than 500 mu were actually natural forest. The rest was planted acre by acre by the people of Yangcun, specifically by the father of the then village chief, who led several hundred people from what was then called Dayangzhuang. In the early 1980s, the state-owned Hongxing Forest Farm, adjacent to the Yangcun tree-planting site, was to be expanded into a medium-sized forest farm. At that time, most of the trees at the Yangcun tree-planting site were not yet mature. To ensure the forest expedite the expansion, the forestry department reached an agreement with the local government: all able-bodied men and women from Dayangzhuang would become formal employees of the Hongxing Forest Farm, on the condition that over 100,000 mu of land and over 30,000 mu of forest land originally belonging to Yangcun would be transferred to the forest farm. To be honest , the rest of the land was really just mountains. So, faced with the choice between being farmers or holding secure jobs at the state-owned forest farm, Old Yang's father, who had always been the undisputed leader of Dayangzhuang, failed . After his and a few others' vehement opposition proved fruitless, 70% of Dayangzhuang's residents became employees of the Hongxing Forest Farm, leaving only a few dozen to form a new village— Xiaoyang Village. The National Natural Forest Protection Project was implemented, and the trees planted in Yang Village had matured. However, since the workers at the Hongxing Forest Farm could no log, most of them became forest rangers. The reason for Old Yang's agitation was that while the initial allocation of tens of thousands of mu of land was understandable, the controversy lay in the fact that the forest farm had a second-phase expansion project that pre-allocated nearly 80,000 mu of mountainous land from Yang Village. This pre-allocated land had not yet undergone formal application and approval procedures by either the government or the forestry department. In other words, the second phase of the Hongxing Forest Farm expansion vanished with the implementation of the Natural Forest Protection Project. However, the land allocated to Yang Village has been left uncultivated for nearly ten years (Yang Village Chief said it was uncultivated; in reality, it was the most deserving name of Cuiping Township, and it was still just wasteland. Otherwise, Yang Village Chief's father would have thought of planting trees there). Yang Village Chief's point is, Brother Musheng, you're at least on par with the provincial governor, can you even think about getting that land back to Yang Village? Back in his dormitory, Juxiang didn't greet him as usual; she was just silently packing her things with her head down. This year, the Spring Festival was on February 10th, and the Lantern Festival was just over a couple of days ago… wait… today is… today is already February 27th, tomorrow is the last day of February, and I'm going back on March 2nd. This meant that he would be returning to Shuangqing City in two days. Juxiang's silence and Guizhi's complete absence all day hinted at something on their minds, and Musheng immediately understood. Although Chunliu had been picked up by Musheng's third daughter, who had returned from a trip, and taken to Shuangqing City to familiarize herself with the area, with Chunxi and Lanzi accompanying her, Juxiang and Guizhi perceived it as Musheng becoming increasingly distant from their lives. Whether they truly knew Musheng's current status or his daughter's presence, Juxiang and Guizhi suddenly realized how incredibly far removed they were from his life. Yes, a distance almost to another world, making the two women completely stop thinking about it. However, their years with Musheng, especially those beautiful, dreamlike nights recently , had etched indelible marks on their hearts. And it was these marks...

The deeper the wounds are etched,
the more .

They want everything to quietly fade away, but it is so difficult to let go of what they carry in their hearts. It is better not to meet
than to meet, but not meeting means they somehow end up here again...

Chapter Two: This is how I am (7)

"Why didn't Guizhi come over?"

Musheng gently pulled Juxiang, who was silently packing her things with her head down, into his arms from behind, and
asked softly in her ear.

"She...she's here, she's next door."

Juxiang stiffened for a moment, gently turned her head to avoid the hot breath on her ear, and
answered softly.

"Then shall we go find her?"

Musheng gently kissed Juxiang's cheek, which she was trying to avoid, and asked for her opinion in a soft voice.

Her body stiffened again, and after Musheng gently released his arms around her, Juxiang
walked slowly out with her head half down.

Guizhi, her eyes fixed on the spring-filled mountains outside the window, didn't even
notice someone pushing the door open. Musheng gently tugged at Juxiang, signaling her not to call Guizhi, while his gaze remained fixed intently on
her.

Juxiang, making no attempt to meet Musheng's eyes, lowered her head further,
only to gently yet irresistibly cupped in Musheng's raised hands.

Her evasive eyes, anxious expression, and the struggle in her soft breaths—
Musheng, without offering any further explanation, pressed a fierce kiss onto her lips as Juxiang's eyes widened.

Ugh… Juxiang's evasion, anxiety, and struggle were frozen in that almost inaudible scream for
a few seconds before she slowly softened in Musheng's arms.

The long, passionate kiss from the man ended, and before Juxiang could say anything to Musheng
, Guizhi's complex yet fiery gaze made her face instantly flush crimson
.

Juxiang didn't know how she ended up sitting next to Guizhi, led by Musheng's hand. By
the time Juxiang regained consciousness, Musheng was already holding both of their hands, carefully observing them
. Musheng said very seriously, "I don't know if you two can accept my thoughts, but
I want to make a promise to you both: as long as you don't look down on me, Musheng, I will
treat you both well for the rest of my life."

After hearing Musheng's words, Juxiang didn't speak, and neither did Guizhi. The two women, with their heads half-lowered,
both glanced at each other's hands held by Musheng out of the corner of their eyes.

Guizhi didn't pull her hand away, and Juxiang, who wanted to pull away but somehow only managed a slight movement before giving up, remained
silent, letting time flow by.

Before her were two women with their heads half-lowered, and in her ears were their breaths, which were initially rapid but then even. The hands she held
in , which had been stiff at first, gradually softened.

Silently observing them, slowly sensing them in his heart, Mu Sheng slightly tightened his grip
on the women's hands, while also gently stroking theirs. Their hands

lacked the softness of willow branches or the delicacy of mutton fat; time had given them hands as
resilient , and the frost had etched on them with the rough yet smooth marks of birch trees.

They were simply women, real women who, like everyone else, needed to be cherished and loved.

Perhaps the silhouettes of such women would always be lost in the crowd, perhaps such women would never
shine like fireworks before your eyes, but when they came together, they were a river flowing with life, living
a simple yet authentic life.

There are too many beautiful women in this world, so much so that we often forget the original definition of beauty;
there are too few beautiful women in this world, because when the beauty that could topple kingdoms fades away, there will no longer be any beauty in the world that can inspire
a lifetime of devotion .

We don't aspire to possess beauty that could topple cities or nations, nor should we desecrate the rivers that flow with life. Let ordinary beauty remain
by our side, and spend our lives protecting it. This is the life we live,
and this we find contentment...

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