Summer is the hottest time of the year, the day is only cooler before the sun comes out, and when the sun rises a little higher, it will be too hot to bear, so before the sun comes out, Zhao Yunfei finished some daily work, and the porridge for breakfast was also boiled out and dried in a ceramic basin.

The brother and sister had just finished breakfast, when the loudspeaker in the village sounded: "Attention villagers, attention villagers, a few days ago, the village was hit by hailstorms, and the town issued relief funds, 300 yuan per person, and each household now sends a representative to the village committee to receive the disaster relief funds; Attention villagers......"

The sound of the radio continued to echo over the village, Zhao Yunfei heard the broadcast, and the mood could only be described as "full of joy", he was worried that he had no money in his hand, and the town issued a disaster relief fund, so that he and Xiaoji's added up to 600 yuan, if there was no accident, this money could be spent for a year, for Zhao Yunfei, this is simply a charcoal in the snow.

Zhao Yunfei instructed Xiao Ji to look after the house at home, and he walked towards the village committee while thinking about it.

When I arrived at the village committee, there were already many people standing in the courtyard, and everyone was talking about the disaster relief funds, all of them were smiling, and some said that they would go to the market to buy meat immediately after receiving the money, and stew a big pot to satisfy their hunger first; Some people say that it is really not cost-effective for my family to have a small population, and I have to have a second child if I say anything

Accountant Wang called people's names in the house, and whoever was called would enter the house to receive the money, and the morning time was finally over, and only Zhao Yunfei was left in the courtyard of the village committee, and Accountant Wang was about to pack up the account books and prepare to go home for lunch, Zhao Yunfei saw that only he was left, but he didn't call his name, and he was very strange, and asked Accountant Wang: "Three masters, why didn't you ask me to receive the disaster relief money?" ”

Accountant Wang didn't raise his head and said, "Your family doesn't have disaster relief funds." ”

Zhao Yunfei's eyes widened and asked, "My family has also been affected, why don't you have my family?" ”

Accountant Wang was a little impatient and said, "Why? Because your family is not a family, your father is gone, and your mother is gone, can you two children call a family? ”

Zhao Yunfei's face was flushed when he heard Accountant Wang's words, and he said loudly: "My mother didn't run away, she went out to work!" ”

"Didn't run? Why haven't you run for three years and haven't come back? And I don't send you any money? At such a young age, I don't believe she can hold it! After speaking, Accountant Wang looked at Zhao Yunfei with a wicked smile.

Zhao Yunfei was stunned at the door, although he still seems to understand the affairs of men and women, but he also knows that what Accountant Wang said "can't keep" is not a good word, his face is silent, but his fists are clenched, but then he slowly loosens down, he is no longer the hairy boy who swings his fists desperately because of a word.

"It's useless to stand here, go home, I'm going to lock the door." Accountant Wang said to Zhao Yunfei while locking the ledger into a drawer, completely unaware that he was almost beaten by the old punch.

Zhao Yunfei's heart was extremely cold, and he originally planned to go to the town to repair the TV at home after receiving the money, Xiao Ji has always wanted to watch cartoons, although she never said it, but she often watched cartoons on other people's TVs at the door of the neighbor's house and was reluctant to leave, even if she couldn't see it clearly, she had to listen to the sound, looking pitiful.

Zhao Yunfei is always short of money in his hand, and the TV has been dragging on without repairing it when it is broken, and he has been replanting corn after the hailstorm, and even daily expenses have become a problem, and he has no spare money to repair the TV.

The importance of this disaster relief fund is self-evident to Zhao Yunfei, but he didn't expect this money to come to naught in the end.

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Walking out of the gate of the village committee in despair, thinking that Xiao Ji was still waiting for him to come back at home, his heart was extremely uncomfortable.

In a trance, Zhao Yunfei collided with a person walking opposite.

The man was full of alcohol, and he grabbed Zhao Yunfei with his feet and was about to punch him.

Zhao Yunfei took a look and recognized it as one of his distant fourth brothers, nicknamed Bad Si'er, and the people in the village called him necrotic when he was familiar, this person ate, drank, prostituted and gambled, and almost smoked a big cigarette, maybe where he came back drunk after gambling.

Zhao Yunfei shouted: "Fourth brother, it's me!" ”

Bad Si'er opened his drunken eyes hard, recognized Zhao Yunfei, let go and said, "Yes, it's Brother Yunfei, why do you walk like you've lost your soul?" What's wrong? Tell the fourth brother about it. ”

Zhao Yunfei was holding back his grievances and had nowhere to complain, so he said to the bad four: "The disaster relief funds issued by the town, there is no one from my family, and I just yelled with Accountant Wang." ”

"What? What? Don't have your family's disaster relief funds? Why? Bad Si'er asked drunkenly.

"Accountant Wang said that my family is not a family, and there is no disaster relief fund." Zhao Yunfei said.

"Why isn't it a family?" Bad Si'er asked.

"Accountant Wang said that my father died, and my mother was not at home, so it is not considered a family." Zhao Yunfei explained.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Bad Si'er stared at him drunk, and scolded: "Let the king blind fucking stinky shit, and bully our old Zhao family has no one?" The disaster relief fund is allocated by the county, how busy is an official as big as the county magistrate, can you know whose father is dead and whose mother is not at home in Donglongquan Village? Can you have time to take care of your little things? Needless to say, this must be the village hacking your money, you just go and ask Wang Gecao, he must have a share......"

Bad Si'er is convincing, but it is not unreasonable, and he wants to continue nagging, but Zhao Yunfei has already run away.

In a word, wake up the people in the dream, in fact, things in the countryside are not complicated, the main thing is that the farmers are too easy to deceive.

When they arrived at Accountant Wang's house, Accountant Wang and his fat wife were eating, each of them was holding a large bowl of blue and white noodles, the noodles were full of shredded meat slices, and the noodle soup was floating with oil flowers.

In remote rural areas, there are not many families who can eat like this regularly during the New Year's holidays.

Accountant Wang was holding the bowl and was filling a large piece of fat into his mouth, when he saw Zhao Yunfei pushing the door in, he hurriedly put down the bowl and asked hypocritically, "Has Yunfei eaten?" Grab a bite to eat here? ”

"Three masters, no need, I just want to ask about the disaster relief funds again, the town should be allocated according to the household registration, my family has a household registration, and there is no account cancellation, why is there no money from my family?" Zhao Yunfei stood at the door and said.

This sentence made Accountant Wang speechless, and looked at his wife face to face, and after a long time, he said: "Yunfei, I am an accountant, and I am only responsible for distributing money according to the list, as for whether there should be your family's money, I don't know!" ”

Zhao Yunfei's face was gloomy, and he stared at Accountant Wang and said, "You don't know, so who knows?" ”

Accountant Wang was silent for a moment and said, "You go and ask the village party secretary." ”

Zhao Yunfei didn't say a word, and turned his head out of Accountant Wang's house.

Village party secretary Wang dare to exercise the house, two acres of courtyard, a two-story small building, up and down more than 600 square meters, the floor is inlaid with white tiles, all plastic steel windows, the roof is inlaid with golden glazed tiles, the overall shape is like a hat, this is called "official hat", more than three meters high wall, plastered with cement inside and outside, the top of the wall is also covered with glass ballast, the lofty gatehouse is also inlaid with glazed tiles, the center of the gatehouse is built out of a plaque, inlaid with two dragons flying phoenix dancing gilt characters: Wangfu.

Below the gatehouse is a pair of large red iron doors, on which nine hundred and eighty-one brass rivets shine,

Compared with the low-slung bungalows around it, this house stands out from the crowd, and there is no doubt that the village party secretary Wang Dangcao's family is the first part of the village to get rich.

As soon as Zhao Yunfei's footsteps stopped in front of the big red iron gate of Wang Dan's house, a huge yellow-haired Tibetan mastiff pounced on the iron door when he heard the sound, barking while holding the door with his paws.

Wang Baoliang, the second son of Wang Dancao, came out of the house, shouted loudly at the Tibetan mastiff, led the Tibetan mastiff into the iron cage, and then opened the door, saw that it was Zhao Yunfei, and said coldly: "Is there something wrong?" ”

"Second brother, is the second uncle at home? I wanted to ask something. Although Zhao Yunfei was angry in his heart, he did not lack courtesy.

Wang Baoliang tilted his head and said, "Drinking in the house." ”

Zhao Yunfei followed Wang Baoliang into the house, only to see that the house was full of cigarette smoke, stewed meat, stewed chicken, fried fish, fried peanuts, cold tofu shreds and other appetizers on the table of the Eight Immortals, and Wang Dancao, the village party secretary, was drinking and smoking with the two of them.

The air conditioner in the house is blowing gusts of cold air, compared with the temperature of the stove outside the house, it is simply two worlds, Zhao Yunfei couldn't help but glance at the air conditioner hanging on the wall, he heard the people in the village say that the machine is very electricity-intensive, and only the village party secretary, village director and electrician can afford to use it, because these families do not have to pay electricity bills.