Chapter 6 Welcome Material

"Uncle Duan, what did Village Chief Wu tell you?"

"It's nothing, it's all praise for you, he said that you are a talent sent by the country, let me entertain you well, you will be the village chief in the future, and let me stop calling him the village chief, by the way, he also said that when he is busy for a while, he will hold a handover meeting for you, and everyone has to participate. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Zhou Changcheng breathed a sigh of relief, took a sip of porridge and said with a smile.

"Scared me, that's it, how is this still rooted, I'm also a village head, maybe I'll be transferred away at some point. ā€

"Hehe, you kid listened to me, Lao Jiu said, it is estimated that you will not be able to leave for a while and a half, I don't know why, anyway, he is busy dividing the land and homestead for you, it stands to reason that only the household registration of our village has this qualification, hey, I don't know the specifics, this is all a matter of the leader......"

Hum, Zhou Cheng's head is big again, and he feels that this porridge is a little drunk.

This night, Zhou Cheng didn't even care about the seeds, lying on the mat with three rotten holes and turning over and couldn't sleep, what did he think at the time, why couldn't he be tougher, and directly refused the errand of the village chief, wouldn't it be over!

"That's not right!"

Thinking of this, Zhou Chengyi sat up with a grunt, and he remembered the words he heard on the phone from the two leaders of Heishi County when he was drunk, "Don't be extravagant, don't be lazy, don't let go", and then think of his archives being quickly transferred here, and now it's a division of responsibility for the field and homestead, is it possible...... Someone is secretly trying to mess with themselves? Who could it be?

"Gao Yang! It must be him!"

Gao Yang is Zhou Cheng's classmate, and Zhao Qian's suitor, and Zhao Qian studied together and went to college together since childhood, and his family also went to Beijing, I heard that his parents were still rich businessmen, but unfortunately Zhao Qian fell in love with himself at first sight, Gao Yang ate vinegar for four years, and it ended dismally.

Zhou Cheng knows the darkness of this society, he is not a nerd! Gao Yang can still do it if he uses his family's financial resources to rectify himself.

But if you want to say this, could it be that the leaders who called him at that time were lying to themselves? What should not live up to the hopes of the organization and so on are all lies? Isn't this redundant? Besides, it is difficult for the two leaders of Heishi County to understand when they greet him, if it is Gao Yang who is a ghost, then it is good if he does not kill himself, how can he still let these two greet him enthusiastically? Besides, he will not have such great energy to make the two leaders grovel so much.

Thinking about it, Zhou Cheng touched his pocket, but found that there was only a lighter at all, and the cigarette had not been smoked for several days.

After falling asleep in a daze, I was woken up by Uncle Duan early in the morning.

"Zhou boy, hurry up, what are you planting, why did the seedlings emerge in one night?"

Zhou Cheng opened his eyes in a daze, the sun was already hanging high, although it was September, it was not too hot in this village, so he hurriedly got dressed and ran to the yard to take a look, hey!

I saw that the water that was watered yesterday had not dried out, and a small white seedling came out of the messy soil, like bean sprouts, and the leaves did not stretch out.

Uncle Duan looked at Zhou Cheng in a daze and pushed him, Zhou Cheng quickly came back to his senses, and the lie came as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Oh, Uncle Duan, I'm not a biology student, I brought some seeds from the laboratory when I left, this is a tomato, by the way, you are also called tomatoes, you, don't be too surprised, this is my improved variety, it grows fast." ā€

"Oh......"

Uncle Duan let out a long sigh, and he didn't know if he understood, so he looked at it for a while.

"Zhou boy, I'll go to Lao Jiu's house first, paint my coffin board today, don't cook at noon, go to Lao Jiu's house to eat, our family is small, so I'll let him go." ā€

Zhou Cheng was stunned for a moment, and instantly sighed.

"Oh, I see, it's 'Welcome Material'. ā€

"Yes, your Uncle Duan is just 60 years old today, this Lao Jiu is stable, just in time for the day, remember to come over for dinner at noon." ā€

It is said that at the age of sixty, you should welcome your own coffin back to the house, which means that you can have a place to sleep and return to your roots after death.

This is called the welcome rice, this meal is also exquisite, five cold dishes and five hot dishes, meaning perfect, there are also salutes before eating, children must say some auspicious words for a long life, adults also have to send money, this money is not in vain, do not say about eating, how much to send, who sends, will be written with a brush on the big red paper and pasted to the eye-catching position in the house, the gift money is arranged from high to low, the most money naturally has face, ranking first!

As he spoke, Uncle Duan had already gone out with a cigarette pot pole.

Zhou Cheng is blind, today is Uncle Duan's 60th birthday, and it is a day to welcome the joyful material, he heard Xiao Liu talk about this custom on the road, but he wants to give gifts, and he is now poor and white.

The most valuable mobile phone is definitely not able to be sent, and people don't want it, in addition, the whole body is molded all over the body, and it just makes up a fifty-two yuan one.

At noon, when I arrived at the door of Wu Laojiu's house, it was already crowded, and the big courtyard was also cleaned up, with a black and shiny coffin next to it, with a big red satin on it, a long string of firecrackers was crackling, and more than a dozen tables were placed in the courtyard, and the wine and food had been set up.

The attitude of the villagers when they saw Zhou Cheng was very messy, both subtle nodding and greeting, and indifferent and disdainful, but most of them were as if they hadn't seen him, Uncle Duan was surrounded by a circle of children at the moment to please money, each of them said an auspicious word, Uncle Duan would give a red envelope, and the children would wipe their noses and happily return to the adults, and then hand in the red envelope.

"Coming here?"

Just looking at the excitement, a cold voice sounded next to him, and when he turned his head, he saw that it was Wu Laojiu who came in from outside, he still looked like someone who dug his ancestral grave, holding a box of cigarettes in his hand, and it seemed that he was distributing cigarettes to visitors.

Zhou Cheng swallowed his saliva, he wanted to smoke last night, but unfortunately, Wu Laojiu didn't mean to give him at all.

"Eat and drink less wine for a while, don't take anything they say seriously, just follow Uncle Duan and sit next to him. ā€

Without waiting for Zhou Cheng to answer, Wu Laojiu had already left, still saying that with that cold expression, Zhou Cheng had to wonder if this guy was facial paralysis or facial nerve necrosis.

Zhou Cheng hasn't figured out what Wu Laojiu said, the people in the village have begun to enter the table one after another, Zhou Cheng also knows Wu Laojiu and Uncle Duan, Wu Laojiu greeted everyone at the moment, Uncle Duan had already sat in the first seat, I don't know when, his body was wrapped around a circle of red satin, this is called 'taking red', and it is also a treatment that only the owner can enjoy.

The trouble is that Zhou Cheng started late, the first seat was already full, not only that, but the other tables were also basically full, Wu Laojiu glared at him, making his feet soft, and hurriedly found a plastic stool in the corner of the wall and ran towards Uncle Duan.

"Congratulations to Uncle Duan on his birthday!"

Zhou Cheng was rarely thick-skinned, and went to add plugs with a stool, but an old man next to Uncle Duan was very unhappy, and gave him a few blank looks, so he moved a crack and let him squeeze in front of the table.

Who knew that as soon as he sat down, a group of young people at the next table were not happy, and one of them stood up with a large discolored copper chain around his neck.

Standing in front of Zhou Cheng and yelling.

"Who are you? Huh, dare to sit in this position?"