As a rural person, I have never seen any big star. Occasionally, there are two promising people in the village, such as who gets admitted to university or who goes to newspapers, and they celebrate with warm gongs and drums.

People like Lin Yi went on TV directly, and the old and young men watched it really well, so there was still fake, so for a moment, Lin Yi became the pride of the whole village.

"The Lin family's baby is on TV!"

"The Lin family's baby is promising!"

"The Lin family's kid is amazing!"

When the news of Lin Yi coming back reached the village, it was ready to be met, and he was greeted like a hero who welcomed triumphant success.

Lin Yi would not have expected that he would encounter such a situation, but instead was shocked.

As a best friend, Cao Cao was very happy for Lin Yi from the bottom of his heart. He stepped forward and hugged Lin Yi directly, hugged him fiercely and passionately, and said, "Brother, you are finally back!"

Lao Huang still had a cold face, but his eyes were joyful and hot. His mother Zhang Cuihua had already smiled from ear to ear. For this simple rural woman, her son had a bright future, which was to bring glory to her family.

The old village chief also came, and the fourth aunt also came, and everyone who could come came. It’s a pity that my sister and brother-in-law have already returned to Nandu, and Baoer should start school, otherwise he would have seen such a festive scene.

Lin Yi thought it would be fine if he was beaten by big guys and drums to welcome him into the village, but he didn't expect that the old village chief even sent a plaque over. Lin Yi looked at it and said that the words "Two Virtue and Art" were written on it. Lin Yi could not bear it, so he directly refused, saying that he could not bear it and could not afford it.

The old village chief pounded the tobacco pot and said, "If you can't afford to take on the responsibility of our village, no one can afford it. Building roads, building schools, and using TV to appraise treasures. Which of these four words is not worthy of these four words?"

After being choked back by the old village chief, Lin Yi could only smile bitterly. It seemed that those who could withstand these four words were old artists with gray hair or fluttering beards. Old artists, what can they do?

No matter what, in the eyes of the villagers, Lin Yi has become a celebrity who has been on TV and a pride in the village. Even people from all over the country came to join in the fun, wanting to see him, touch him, and see this real big star.

Lin Yi couldn't stand it anymore, so he quickly urged Cao Yidao and Lao Huang to complete the school's proposal to cover the books, and then go back to Nandu. He was unwilling to be exhibited and studied like a monster.

Lao Cao and his team work very quickly. They used sacks to pack books carefully, and actually filled thirty-eight sacks in one breath. Although they were wire-loaded books, most of them were old cotton paper, but they were heavy enough. After the books were loaded, the question was how to transport them back? The Land Rover car was pulled with three sacks on top, and there were more than thirty sacks left? They didn't dare to squeeze these things hard, so they needed to be put in plain clothes.

The place is remote, and those trucks that transport freight are unwilling to come. Besides, the medium and large trucks cannot walk on the countryside path. Even Lin Yi's Land Rover is very laborious to drive in and out.

Just when Lin Yi was worried, he saw ten tractors driving around outside the school. They lined up like a military parade. One of them, Lin Yi, knew him, and he turned out to be the old man who sold his own thread-bound books.

The old man saw Lin Yi saying nothing, but just stood up high and shouted, "Young and young men, load the goods!"

So in the cold wind, all these simple farmers took action and put the sacks packaged by Lin Yi and the others into the car.

They wiped the car very clean, especially the old man's tractor selling vegetables. I don't know how many times he wiped it. It was so clean that it was not even a piece of gray mark. Their loading movement was very gentle because they knew that it was Lin Yi's favorite treasures. They even knew that it was Lin Yi who gave money to help the village school build the campus and classroom, and Lin Yi helped the village build the roads. The old man knew even more that it was Lin Yi who helped him overcome a sad hurdle.

They are simple rural people. People respect me one foot, and I respect others one foot. If you treat me well, I will take out my heart to you.

It's that simple!

In this way, such a strange and spectacular scene appeared on the roads between the countryside and the countryside and the county.

A million-dollar Land Rover in front leads the way, and a dozen tractors are swaying like long snake formations behind, like a roaring dragon, galloping on the rough road.

Wherever you go, you can look sideways.

The journey from Tanghe County to Nandu City is not too far, and even the tractor will take a day to complete.

So after almost seven or eight hours of journey, Lin Yi and the others drove directly to the suburbs of Nandu City. However, their incident scared the city's transportation department and thought something had happened.

The masses petition?

Gathering crowds to disturb?

Something big happened?

So from the drive to the city, traffic police drove motorcycles and followed each other, and kept honking their horns, signaling Lin Yi and the others to stop first.

Waiting to figure out the truth, the traffic police were amused and crying. They probably had worked for so long and had never encountered such "carrying goods" like this, and the ones they were still old books from more than a dozen tractors.

With the help of the old man and others, Lin Yi finally returned home and moved all the old books he bought into his warehouse.

But when Lin Yi turned around and wanted to thank the old man and the others for the money, the men who were unknown driving the tractor all the way had already disappeared without a trace.

Seeing Lin Yi staring at the disappearance of the convoy, Lao Cao stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I left a cigarette in their car. You can't take the money, but you can't smoke it, right?"

Lin Yi then smiled and said, "Old Cao, I have known you for so long, and you did a beautiful thing for the first time."

Lao Cao smiled and said, "That's because you haven't discovered the advantages of me yet. Actually, I have many advantages in me. For example, if you sell more than 7,000 books, I can help you find a buyer. As for commission, you can just do it."

Lin Yi’s answer was: “No sell!”

Lao Cao was anxious, "That's all a bunch of rags. Can you still repair it? OK, even if you have the ability to repair it, how much does it cost? It's not cost-effective!"

Lin Yi just smiled and said, "I mean I won't sell it for the time being, and I will notify you when I want to sell it."

Then Lao Cao turned his worries into joy and said, "Okay, I know you don't give up on these junks, so I'll pick on me to contact people first. If you don't want them, give them the cheaper ones."

Lin Yi thought about it and nodded.

For him, he might not have had the confidence to repair so many old books before, but as his spiritual energy became stronger, he really wanted to try it

What a spectacular scene would it be if seven thousand volumes were repaired at once?

When Lin Yi thought about it, he felt hot all over. To be continued.

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Chapter completed!