A young man from another world returned to his hometown.

Chapter 48 Changes in the Village

A basket of freshly picked lychees sat on a small tea table in the courtyard.

Lin Yan leaned back in the recliner.

Syl opened her mouth like a well-behaved kitten.

Lin Yan fed her a peeled lychee.

"Ah~"

"Mmm, delicious!"

Syl chewed with his eyes half-closed.

Lin Yan peeled another one and handed it over.

"Honey, you should eat too."

"I'm not eating anymore, I feel like I have blisters on my lips."

Lin Yan touched the corner of his mouth and frowned.

"I feel like I'm getting a sore throat from eating too many lychees."

Lin Jiayao stood at the gate of the courtyard.

He held up the contract in his hand.

Looking at the two people on the recliner.

"Ayan."

Lin Yan looked up. He had already sensed his cousin's arrival and guessed that it was about something related to the village's industries.

However, things have different priorities, and small matters like territory development are definitely left to those around us.

Touching Sylph is what we should be doing now.

"Hey, Jiayao, what's up? You look so tired."

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Lin Jiayao handed the contract forward.

Lin Yan blinked.

He looked down at the kitten in his arms.

He looked up at Lin Jiayao again.

"elder brother."

"Um?"

"You can handle this little thing yourself, right?"

My wife isn't full yet.

"6..."

Time waits for no one, and after several days of hard work, the March Red flowers in Tiancun were finally harvested.

A small open space in front of the village committee.

Dozens of people were standing there.

The elderly fruit farmers, the sorting aunties, the drivers from the transport team, and the porters from the village.

Everyone who worked for us this season came.

People are guessing what was discussed in today's meeting.

"I heard we were called here today to receive bonuses?"

"Bonus? Are you kidding me? Wasn't this season's wages already settled?"

"Then why did you call us here?"

"I don't know, we'll see."

Aunt Lihua sat on the hoe handle and sighed, "If only there were always jobs to do."

Lin Jiayao walked into the middle of the crowd.

"Dear uncles and elders, thank you all for your hard work these past few days. This season's March Red grapes fetched the highest price in the entire province."

Some people in the crowd cheered.

"I'll read out the accounts to everyone later to explain the exact amount. But for now, I want to talk about something first."

"You may have heard the rumors before that part of our company's profits will be distributed as bonuses to employees."

"Divide...divide what?"

Someone in the crowd muttered to themselves.

Lin Jiayao continued.

"After deducting costs, 20% will be recovered, 20% will be used for development, and the remaining 60% will be distributed as collective dividends to all."

Finally, someone in the crowd spoke up.

"Jiayao, we don't understand."

"Hasn't the pay already been paid?"

"Why do we still need to split the money?"

Working means getting paid, and once you get paid, that's it. How can you expect to get more money?

"You're not kidding, are you?"

"Mr. Lin, we've all received our wages."

"Yes, yes."

Several aunties nearby chimed in.

"Let me say a few words."

It's Tree Grandpa.

"Stretch out your hands and take a look."

The crowd paused for a moment.

"Stretch it out."

Tree Master repeated it again.

Aunt Lihua was the first to extend her hand.

Her hands were covered in calluses from years of farm work, and her knuckles were somewhat deformed and swollen.

Several other uncles and aunts nearby also reached out their hands.

These hands were even uglier, with protruding bones, calluses, and muddy-colored fingernails.

Every pair of hands looks pretty much the same.

"It's true that the Lin family initially booked this venue, but!"

Tree Grandpa's voice rose.

"You're the ones who've been working overtime all this time! You deserve a share of the profits from the lychee orchard!"

"The Lin family boy is willing to share with you not out of charity, but because he wants the villagers to get back on the right track."

"Now everyone, come up and collect your money."

"Aunt Lihua."

"Dividend, four thousand six hundred yuan."

She worked at her doorstep for a few days.

Lin Jiayao handed the cash to her.

Aunt Lihua took the money, wanting to say something, but her throat was blocked, and she couldn't utter a single word.

In the end, she simply held Lin Jiayao's hand.

"Thank you, Kobayashi, thank you for this land..."

She couldn't continue.

All the village roads in Tiancun are now paved.

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

Aunt Lihua came back carrying a large plastic bag.

The bag contained things she had just bought in town: a new coat for her son, a pair of toys for her granddaughter, and a bag of dried fruit for herself.

I used to buy things often, but today's shopping experience felt different.

When she got tired, she would sit on the newly paved cement curb and rest for a while.

Aunt Lihua stretched out her right hand.

She looked closely at her hands.

Her nails had been neatly trimmed and smeared with lard.

She couldn't remember how many times she had applied hand cream in her life.

This might be the second time.

The first time was the day before her wedding.

Her mother applied the ointment to her hands back then, saying that since she was going to be a wife after marriage, her hands couldn't be too rough.

But after she got married, her hands never became beautiful again.

until today.

She stretched out her hand, letting the sunlight fall on the back of it.

Today, for the first time, someone told her this in front of everyone.

Your hands have value.

The construction site behind the national highway at the village entrance.

The building is still under construction.

During the lunch break, the construction workers gathered together to eat.

There were more than a dozen folding tables in the mobile canteen, and a few young people were gathered around one of them.

These young people were all returning from other places.

They used to work in electronics factories or construction sites.

After returning to Tamura, some were recruited to work in shops as trainee employees, while others worked on construction sites.

Lin Wang took a bite of rice.

"Hey, have you heard? The company is giving dividends to the farmers too."

"what?"

Upon hearing this news, A-Qiang put down his chopsticks.

"The farmers working in the lychee orchards? They get dividends too?"

"right."

Lin Wang nodded.

"Isn't this even better than what we do on construction sites? There's hardly any profit to be made on construction sites, is there?"

"My mother received one too, but it's not quite like that. I heard that President Lin is going to build a factory, and our construction site can be converted into workers later."

Xiao Jun spoke, his voice brimming with barely suppressed excitement.

Tie Zhu chuckled.

"That's why we came back to the village."

"When my family called, they said a college student had come to the village to invest in a business and was even sharing the profits with his employees. I didn't believe it at all, but now I'm truly impressed."

"Our village has produced a truly capable person!"

At this point in the conversation, Lin Wang slammed his chopsticks down.

"Absolutely."

"Back in the factory, we took turns sleeping in the dorms, and they would kick people out during the day. Now we work right at our own doorstep, and we can sleep much more comfortably."

When the topic turned to his days working away from home, Tiezhu chimed in.

"When I was a security guard, the uniform I wore was left behind by the previous security guard when he left. They would just hand it out to the next person without even washing it."

"I heard that the workers in the cold chain workshop are wearing imported 3M winter clothing."

"3M?"

"right."