Chapter 128 of "The Eight Parts of the Dome: The Suspicion of the New Village" (3)

Jiao Jiying returned to her hometown after many years of absence. The scenery in the dream is still the same as before, and the feeling of homesickness is getting stronger and stronger. Since her aunt and cousin came to the Ethereal Villa as guests and learned the news that her mother was seriously ill, Jiao Jiying often woke up from nightmares in the middle of the night: "Mother, it's the daughter who is not filial, for so many years, she only cares about herself to escape, although she sends money home, but what the old man needs more is not money, but the company of her children......"

Jiao Jiying greeted the older generation she once knew, most of the younger or younger ones didn't know each other, which saved a lot of tedious entertainment.

"Xiao Jiao, you go back to your parents' house to see your mother? It's been all these years, you're still the same, you see our good friends who grew up together, old, old......" When I was about to get home, I met my elementary school classmates.

"Old Mo, you are only more than a month older than me, don't rely on the old and sell the old, all of us know whose age it is, and it depends on who you are right to deceive! How old can you be, be a grandmother or a grandmother?" Jiao Jiying said to Mo Yanyun, "Is my husband still the same husband as before?"

Mo Yanyun smiled: "My husband hasn't changed, it's still the original ...... Since I have been using it, the performance is okay, and there is no need to replace it...... Unlike some people, changing husbands is more diligent than changing clothes......"

Jiao Jiying said: "Your baby is cheap and good, who doesn't know that the original husband is good? Even if it is an imported car, the original is better than the assembled one." Only those who have no way will buy an assembled car...... Powerful people will buy the original. ”

Mo Yanyun said: "Xiao Jiao, are yours original or assembled?"

Jiao Jiying said, "Guess what?"

Mo Yanyun said: "I want to ...... No, I guess, it must be...... Restructured ...... Isn't that right?"

Jiao Jiying said: "Why must it be reorganized? Why don't you guess that my husband is the original?"

"Hmph, don't be cheap and sell well...... How can my conditions be compared to yours? I look like a ghost, I want nothing, I can only be regarded as a woman, and only an honest countryman like my husband will want me...... And you are different, what do you want, handsome, slim, the so-called slender lady, good gentleman. When you see people's love, flowers bloom, and cars burst tires...... If you don't provoke men, men will surround you like flies......" Mo Yanyun said.

Jiao Jiying pinched Mo Yanyun: "You bullied me on a dog day, comparing me to stinky shit that attracts flies." Lao Tzu will never forgive your baby!"

"Ouch, it's definitely wronged, I'm at most unscrupulous, panicked, not hungry like some people...... Haha!" Mo Yanyun wanted to cover up, wanting to use his three-inch incorruptible tongue to fool things through.

Jiao Jiying knew that this old classmate made a joke like this because he saw that he liked it in his heart: "Old Mo, your baby is still so heartless...... Or bully me with verbal violence, thanks to the fact that I still treat you as my best friend all these years!"

Mo Yanyun said: "What about treating people as your best friends? You have disappeared without a trace over the years, I have inquired everywhere about you and have not heard from you, you keep your relatives secret, keep your lover safe, who are you worthy of? You are too much, right......?"

Jiao Jiying said: "I'm sorry baby, the reason why I don't want everyone to know my whereabouts is because I am afraid of affecting everyone's mood, I would rather live in seclusion in a foreign country alone, deep thoughts, silently praying, who can tell me everything about my hometown?" In fact, I haven't forgotten for a moment......" Jiao Jiying opened the suitcase and took out a delicate box from it, "Look, Lao Mo, every year on your birthday, I prepare a gift for you...... One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, this year is just seven years. Right? These seven gifts are enough to prove that I haven't forgotten our friendship......"

Seeing Jiao Jiying's carefully prepared birthday gift for herself, Mo Yanyun's eyes moistened: "Little Jiao ......"

The two friends who have been together since childhood hugged tightly and didn't say a word.

It was a while before the two separated.

"By the way, Lao Mo, my aunt came to tell me, my mother is sick?" Jiao Jiying was anxious to know her mother's physical condition.

Mo Yanyun said: "What's the matter...... My mother is at home, she has been in good health, and she is not sick, must it be a ploy used by my aunt, she wants to trick you into going home......"

Jiao Jiying said: "What's the matter with my aunt tricking me into going home? Over the years, my mother has always said that she is very good, but my aunt's words made me have to go home in person, seeing is believing." ”

"Let's go, let's go home early. Oh, I'm just going to accept these gifts. Come on, come on, I'll help you get the suitcase, and you help me get the gift, otherwise others will still think I'm bullying you......" Mo Yanyun talked to Jiao Jiying about his hometown over the years while walking.

Hearing that the old lady was not sick, Jiao Jiying suddenly became cheerful: "Old Mo, after all these years, there has been no change in our hometown." The mountains are still the same, and the roads are still the same...... Are people still the same?"

Mo Yanyun said: "We are relatively closed here, the village is the most remote village in the town, and our society is the most backward community in the village.

Jiao Jiying said: "Are you so poor? The young people in our village don't go out to work and see the world?"

Mo Yanyun said: "Working part-time is also mixed rice, and you can still eat without working." Most of the people in our village are poor, lazy, and delicious, and their views are very strange: 'What are you afraid of poverty, our village is the most famous poor village in the county, and there are many preferential policies to enjoy at all levels...... In order to fight for benefits and enjoy the policy, the people in the village have a way to ......"

"Our village is a poor village, and all the villagers are poor households?" Jiao Jiying felt incomprehensible.

"Yes, my family is, and so is yours...... If you don't give an assessment of poor households, any family will not be reluctant to petition, and the cadres are most afraid of the masses petitioning, so they have no choice but to be rated as poor households......" Mo Yanyun said.

Jiao Jiying felt very sad that the policy for poor households was originally used to help the disadvantaged groups get out of the trough and become prosperous through hard work, but in some places it was used as an egalitarian welfare policy to equalize benefits. He asked, "Isn't there any standard for evaluating poor households in our village?"

"There is a standard, but the income is low...... The land in our village is not shipped, so ...... Half an acre of land and half an acre of land should be a poor household when the annual income is calculated......" Mo Yanyun swallowed a mouthful of saliva and continued, "Let's take my family, although I and he are also hardworking at home, all year round, it is only enough for food and clothing." In the countryside...... There really is no dry head!"

If you want to know what will happen next, please see Chapter 129 of "The Eight Parts of the Vault: The Suspicion of the New Village" (1)