Chapter Ninety-Nine: Everyone Can Perform
It's good to have a motorcycle, it's windy to ride, even if the sun kills people, when the Li Jiaming brothers arrived on the street, they didn't sweat much.
When the relief policy from above is about to be implemented, the township government is full of people, and more than 100 strong laborers are standing or squatting in the courtyard, smoking sponge-mouthed cigarettes or smoking dry tobacco pipes, excitedly discussing how much public grain can be reduced or exempted this year. There were no people even in the party and government offices where people usually sit on duty, and they were all in the courtyard as if they were facing a great enemy, for fear that these people would make trouble on the second floor, which was already noisy. The grass-roots government is like this, usually quiet as if no one is there, and whenever something happens, those village cadres have to bring people to scatter and beat up, no matter how much benefit they can fight, but they always have to give the village people an explanation, and they have done their best.
"Township Chief Sun, don't bully people, our disaster situation in Youyuan has been reported in the morning! Zhang Jianjun, don't go, you brought someone to verify it at that time. ”
"Wang Shupeng, why are you so loud? I said it a long time ago, now the countryside is too busy, more than a dozen villages must come one by one, right?"
Hearing the movement upstairs, Mao Yan rode on the car and hesitated: "Jiaming, why don't we come at night?"
Li Jiaming also regretted that he rode faster, but when he entered this courtyard, could he still walk in front of everyone?, isn't it just acting for the people downstairs?
"It's okay, let's go up. ”
Jumping off the motorcycle and opening the box behind the car, Li Jiaming, who had a smile on his face, took out the two 'Hibiscus King' and four 'White Sand King' in public, and opened one 'White Sand King' and sent it all the way.
"Uncle Shimin, you help me make a happy cigarette. Brother-in-law Jin Gan, help quickly."
There were two college students in the Li family at once, and who didn't know about the whole Chongxiang and who wasn't envious and jealous? Chen Jingan, who was mixed in the crowd, hurriedly helped to distribute the cigarettes, and those who had good deeds took the cigarettes and happily added to the chaos.
"Li Jiaming, you don't send 'Baisha King' and don't send 'Furong King', didn't you come to the countryside to give gifts?"
"That's it, your Li family looks down on people too much, give them to the leaders one by one, and give us one by one!"
Damn, these guys from cypress are so cheap, Li Jiaming still scolded back with a smile: "Jin Sheng, don't talk nonsense! The third uncle and Uncle Sun have no relationship with us, and they are not polite, but you are my second aunt's cousin, and I didn't see you go to our house to give a gift?"
Our Li family makes wine, how many times do you send it! You ask Jin Gan, see if I'm talking nonsense?"
Chen Jingan is a businessman, and this is another happy smoke, and he is also happy to pour dung and urine on his clan brothers, giving everyone a lot of fun.
"What Jiaming said is right, Jin Sheng, you and Aunt Shimei didn't have five clothes, so you are embarrassed not to eat and drink or give gifts, but you are embarrassed to pick Jiaming's etiquette?"
Chongxiang is small, and people with such results can climb up to their relatives when they turn around and wipe their feet, and with Chen Jingan's arm to turn out, people from other villages will naturally fall into the well, laughing at their relatives or close relatives. The top is noisy, and the worst result can reduce a lot of public food anyway.
"That is, the cypress people are hard fists, and it is really not very good to talk about the number of etiquette. ”
"Yes, yes, if you want me to say, the Chen family of Cypress will go to ask for a daughter-in-law of the Li family in the future, and change the species, don't do some foolish things who don't know how to be polite!"
"Forget it, the sister of the Li family either can't study, or can she do business, and she still looks down on the stupid gang of the Chen family?"
Li Jiaming, who successfully transferred the contradiction, took the hair and sent a circle of cigarettes, and went upstairs with the remaining two 'Furong King' and three and a half 'Baisha King' in the laughter of the villagers. Zhang Jianjun's brothers each gave 200 yuan, and Township Chief Sun did not give money but gave a bigger gift, and the return gift was not an unsightly thing, so that everyone could see that they had to return the gift more openly.
is still the same sentence, Chongxiang is too small, thirteen villages and thousands of people, just take out two of them can climb the melon shed relatives (distant relatives in distant relatives), Li Jiaming's brothers just entered the conference room, and let Wang Zhishu, who was a little anxious, mock: "Jiaming, Mao Tong, shouldn't you be here to pat yourself on the back?"
, Lao Tzu didn't mess with you, why are you rushing at Lao Tzu?
However, if this surnamed Wang wants to talk about it, he is still the distant grandfather of the second aunt and Aunt Hongying, and he was still eating wine in Huangniping yesterday, and Li Jiaming had to bear this anger, and he had to laugh and say: "Uncle Shupeng, Uncle Mengsun and the third uncle can afford it, and they didn't come to have a light meal, so we are here to return the salute." ”
"Oh, yes, I don't see it, the military man still knows the etiquette? The military man, your mother-in-law is the daughter of our Wang family, why are you always infamous?"
Li Jiaming doesn't care about the nonsense of these cadres, you Wang Shupeng has been the village party secretary for decades, and you don't know the doorway here, but you are just performing a play for the villagers downstairs, and the benefits you deserve can be less? The Li family can get 80% free for two households and 80% for five households, and it is estimated that you are also free of charge, but you are just cheap and not good.
"Uncle Sun, Third Uncle, the two uncles can afford it, they haven't come to eat a meal, and it's not surprising to have a little heart. ”
Zhang Jianjun, who had already eaten and received a return gift, hurriedly stuffed the 'Furong King' with a red note into the leader's hand, and joked: "Leader, count me on the back, I didn't call you to eat yesterday." I thought you were going early, but I didn't expect your old man to be working overtime. ”
Giving gifts and returning gifts is a number of gifts, even if you know that this is the Li family's ass on the leader's ass, the village party secretaries and village chiefs who were still noisy just now are not nonsense and nonsense. No one who can be the village party secretary or village chief is stupid, and the maximum gift is 100 yuan, but the return gift is obviously more than 400 yuan, and there are four 'Baisha Wang' with 95 yuan each, isn't this a slap on the back of the township leader?
It is estimated that this time the public grain will be reduced, and the Li family will get a big bargain!
However, can this matter be shouted? No, the Li family is based on ability. If the children and grandchildren of their own family can be admitted to university, and there are two geniuses who can be admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University in the future, don't quarrel with yourself, and the township will take extra care of them! It is true that the Li family is rich, but the leaders of the township should also be a man who can be a favor and a man who can read.
The white, thin and thin Township Chief Sun usually smokes public cigarettes, he really doesn't care about the two cigarettes, he cares that the newly rising Li Jianer can miss his love, seeing that Li Jiaming still has three and a half 'Baisha King' in his hand and quipped: "Jiaming, don't you want a good cigarette to build a cigarette, look at how embarrassed the people are here, right?"
"Uncle Sun, you have wronged me, the uncles in the countryside gave my eldest brother and second brother firecrackers, and I originally wanted to send a pack of cigarettes by myself, but I turned out to go downstairs, and there was only so much left. Third uncle, it's up to you to help me send it, I don't have the money to buy it anymore. ”
"Goblin, goblin, goblin, this is a happy smoke, everyone smokes, if you have such a competitive descendant, Lao Tzu will go to the county to fight Lai, and I will help you fight!"
Township Chief Sun scolded with a smile, opened a 'Furong King' with a red note, took a bag and put it in his pocket, threw the bag to the leaders of the party and government office, and finally threw the rest to the hardcore dogleg Zhang Jianjun.
"Jianjun, everyone is tired, one person will be given a pack of cigarettes, and those who are less will be given two packs of 'Baisha King'. Lao Yu left a pack of cigarettes for Secretary Xiong, and said that Li Jiaming had come to give him a gift. This is a cigarette, and it is too little for him. ”
Township Chief Sun is exquisite, the cigarettes of a few hundred yuan were dispersed like this, and he also helped this guy not offend Secretary Xiong who went to the county for a meeting. But the village party secretary and village chief who got the 'Furong King' all had fun, praising the Li family's ancestor for his good burial, but not to mention the generosity of the leader.
Township Chief Sun, who knew the virtues of these bastards, didn't care, waved his hand and scolded with a smile: "Jiaming, get out of here, don't delay our meeting." Oh yes, today I allocated a batch of relief food, and Jianjun went to get 700 catties of tickets to Jiaming, and those who can read should lose face!"
In the event of a disaster, there will certainly be relief food, but the recipients of relief will definitely have to be arranged at the township and village levels for when and how it will be distributed. Seven hundred catties of rice is not a lot, Li Jiaming hurriedly laughed and said: "Hey, let's get out, Uncle Sun, Third Uncle, and Uncle Shupeng...... Uncle Jin Ming, let's go first. ”
Li Jiaming, who was smiling, said hello, and Shi Shiran took Mao Tong to the grain station to buy rice and oil, leaving these cadres to continue to quarrel and talk nonsense. My uncle's grain and oil were cheap, but the relief food in the grain station was even cheaper, and I didn't want a penny.