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"Who is it?" Liu Xinghao came to the courtyard and answered the door.

"Teacher Liu, I'm Xiaoya's father, has Uncle Huo come to you? I have something urgent to find him!" Xiaoya is the little girl with two pigtails, she is only seven years old this year, and she is extremely cute.

As soon as he heard that he was looking for Uncle Huo, Liu Xinghao didn't dare to slack off, and quickly took off the latch and opened the door.

"What's wrong, Dali, what's wrong?" Uncle Huo greeted him from the house, and the expression on his face had returned to normal.

"Uncle Huo, go and take a look. Uncle Gao and Uncle Ding quarreled, and they were both fighting over the set of keys around the old village chief's neck. Xiaoya's father was so anxious that his head was sweating, and he came to ventilate the news. Now that there is no leader in the village, the two elders quarreled again, and it seemed that it would not work if they didn't find Uncle Huo to persuade them.

"Ah? Lao Gao and Lao Ding grabbed the key? What kind of style are the two of them smoking? The old village chief is still cold, so they are coming here?" Uncle Huo sighed heavily, put his hand behind his back, and walked straight out of the courtyard and towards the village chief's house.

Liu Xinghao, who was confused, how did he know the origin of this set of keys, he followed with a strong force, and asked in a low voice: "What kind of key is this? Why do they want to grab it?"

"Yo, Mr. Liu, this is a long story. Dali and Liu Xinghao walked side by side, and said as they walked: "This set of keys has been there since I was a child, and it has been worn around the neck of the old village chief for so many years. Listen to my parents, this set of keys is also related to a big secret of our village!"

"The big secret?" Hearing this, Liu Xinghao couldn't help but be stunned, and thought to himself: "What secrets can such an ordinary and ordinary small village have?"

Since it has been said that it is a secret, Liu Xinghao is not good at breaking the casserole and asking again, the three of them rushed to the door of the old village chief's house, only to hear the two old men blushing and shouting something. The crowd of onlookers only dared to listen quietly on the sidelines, and none of them dared to go up to persuade them.

At this time, Uncle Huo had already come to the door of the old village chief's house, only to hear him cough lightly, but it was like a thunderclap, which immediately made everyone in the house stop talking. Everyone opened a road together, and it seemed that they were tacitly waiting for Uncle Huo to resolve the conflict.

"What's the matter? Didn't you two talk a lot just now? Why didn't anyone talk as soon as I came?" Uncle Huo, who had a blue face, suppressed all the people in momentum as soon as he entered the door.

Gao Guangrong and Ding Zhaokun, who were arguing just now, are now silent one by one. The set of keys that were originally worn around the old village chief's neck have now been taken off and placed on the Eight Immortals table made of yellow rosewood.

"There's a big secret hidden behind this set of keys? Liu Xinghao secretly said in his heart.

These keys look ordinary, but they're a little bigger than the average keys. It is made of non-gold or silver, and seems to be made of brass. Because it is worn on the neck of the old village chief all the year round, this set of keys has no rust at all, and still exudes a faint luster.

"The body of the old village chief has not been buried yet, you two can quarrel because of this set of keys, what's the matter, you both want to compete to be the next village chief?" Uncle Huo's triangular eyes narrowed, first swept Gao Guangrong standing on his left, and then swept Ding Zhaokun standing on the other side.

These two old guys are indeed strong candidates for the next village chief, one of them is a big grain grower in the village, and the other is the oldest person in the village. If seniority is ranked according to the old rules, Ding Zhaokun should indeed be the first choice for the succession of the village head. It's a pity that the current people don't talk to you about those old yellow calendars for a long time, they only care about who can lead the people in this village to earn more money, and from this point of view, Gao Guangrong has an advantage again.

In addition to Gao Guangrong and Ding Zhaokun, the most prestigious person in the village should be Uncle Huo. He has been the leader of the hunting team for so many years, and most of the younger generation in the village have learned the art of hunting with him. Therefore, Uncle Huo's status in Wangbei Village is also quite high, otherwise such a scene would not have waited for him to preside over the overall situation.

Among the people present, Ding Zhaokun was the oldest, and seeing that everyone was silent, he stroked the goatee on his chin and said angrily: "Lao Huo, since you have arrived, then you will come to give us a review." When the old village chief left, he didn't explain who to give the set of keys. The importance of this set of keys, I don't need to say, you also know, naturally someone needs to keep it. I am now the oldest in our village, and I naturally have to shoulder this responsibility. But as soon as I said that I wanted to keep the keys for the time being, the old bald donkey became anxious with me, and came up and pointed at my nose and insulted me!

"Who are you scolding bald donkeys! You old immortal, put your mouth clean for me! This set of keys has always been only kept by the village chief, you are old, you open your mouth and want to put this set of keys around your neck!" Gao Guangrong's reverse scales were touched again, and he stood up "Teng", pointed at Ding Zhaokun's nose and began to scold.

"You stop first, Lao Gao, let me ask you, do you also want to be the village chief?" Huo Jingui's eyes stared straight at Gao Guangrong, staring at him so that he couldn't hide.

"What's the matter! What age is it now, the president can run for election, can't I want to be a village chief?" Gao Guangrong, who blushed with his neck, finally said what was in his heart in a fit of anger.

"Yes, of course. The position of village head, anyone can do it, as long as he is for the good of our Wangbei Village, and can lead the people of Wangbei Village to prosper, neither of you has an opinion on me. ”

As soon as he heard Uncle Huo's words, Gao Guangrong's eyes instantly burst out with a strange brilliance! He thought in his heart: "Listening to this, Lao Huo didn't want to be the village chief at all!" This is undoubtedly one less strong opponent for him!

"But ......" Uncle Huo suddenly changed his words, his sharp gaze was like two sharp swords shooting at Gao Guangrong and Ding Zhaokun respectively, and said word by word: "The top priority now is to take care of the old village chief's aftermath first, before the old village chief's first seven days, if you two give me any more moths, you know my old Huo's temper, don't blame me for being unkind to you when the time comes!"