"Fang Yun, do you know where those poor little girls are?" As soon as Fang Yun stepped into Fang Zhong's courtyard, Fang Zhong couldn't wait to ask.

As the village head, Fang Zhong cared more about the children who came to the village to beg yesterday than others, especially when he saw that it was a few girls who were still so young who were begging, Fang Zhong was even more loving, and he was relieved after seeing a few little girls follow Fang Yun home last night. If it weren't for the fact that a few little girls were very wary of strangers, Fang Zhong would have been eager to take them home to live.

It may be because there are too few girls in the village, and the villagers have a special love for girls. Yesterday, there were still some villagers discussing whether to adopt one of these little girls and go home if something really happened to their families. In the past, the family was poor, and it was powerless to adopt some girls who were unable to be raised by other people's families, but now that they are living a good life, they can provide a comfortable and warm growth environment for these girls.

"I know, they are all children adopted by an old beggar, I really can't imagine that after all these years, there are still people who will ruthlessly abandon their daughters." Fang Yun really couldn't figure it out.

In the past, because the family was poor, those people couldn't afford to raise too many children, so they would ruthlessly give their daughters away or put them at the intersection where people often came and went.

"The idea of patriarchy kills people, the poorer the place, the more they want to have a son to prevent old age, and after giving birth to a daughter, they are afraid that people who are engaged in family planning will come to the door, so they have to give their daughters away. If you can't send it out, throw it at the intersection and wait for others to take it away. Don't talk about that, do you have anything to do with me today? Fang Zhong shook his head with emotion and changed the topic and asked.

"Uncle, that's the way it is, I plan to let the people of Xiaoluokeng move out of the village to live, do you see if there is any place in the village where the people who moved out of Xiaoluokeng can be accommodated?" Fang Yun asked after finishing the matter of Xiao Luokeng.

"It's okay to move out, speaking of which, although the people of Xiaoluokeng are surnamed Luo, they are still a natural village under the management of our village, and their lives are not good, but I, the person who is the head of the village, has not fulfilled my responsibilities. It's just that now there are simply no empty houses in the village for them to live in.

In this way, the village will pay to build a number of houses for them to live in. It can be regarded as a little compensation for the village not taking care of them all these years. What do you think? Fang Zhong sighed. opened his mouth and discussed with Fang Yun. Although Fang Yun did not hold any position in the village, everyone in the village, including Fang Center, had long regarded Fang Yun as the person who had the idea in the village.

Xiao Luokeng actually belonged to the jurisdiction of the village, and Fang Yun really heard it for the first time. But it's not surprising to think about it. A small village like that formed by a dozen or so households gathered together cannot be considered a village at all. Administratively, it must have been placed under the jurisdiction of the nearest village.

After thinking about it for a while, Fang Yun shook his head and opened his mouth to deny Fang Zhong's decision, "Uncle, I'm afraid this won't work." It is a trivial matter for the village to pay for the people of Xiaoluokeng to build a house, and it is enough to take out some of the village's income, but in this way, others should have opinions. ”

Hearing Fang Yun talk about the income in the village, Fang Zhong was very proud, as soon as the several rows of houses built by the village were built, they were all rented for a long time by those who came to the village for recuperation, plus Fang Yun contracted the money of Sanfeng Village and built the medicine factory out of anger Fang Yun let the village slaughter Lao Li, and now the public funds in the village are very rich, which makes Fang Zhong full of confidence in what he does. It's a pity that Lao Li went back to Beijing to visit relatives some time ago, otherwise with Lao Li here, he wouldn't have to worry about this matter.

However, when he heard Fang Yun say that he was afraid that others would have opinions, Fang Zhong was not happy, and the tiger's body was shocked, and the official authority of the village chief was released, and his eyes glared, "They dare, in this village, I still have the final say, take some money to help the people of Xiaoluokeng, this is to do good deeds, when will it be their turn to have opinions." ”

"I said uncle, don't play with the prestige of your village chief, it's really not okay to use money to help the people of Xiaoluokeng build a house, just find a place in the village for them to live, take care of them more when the time comes, and when they have money, they will build their own houses." Fang Yun shook his head, ignoring Fang Zhong's radiant Wang Ba Qi.

Suffering from poverty but suffering from inequality is a lesson summed up by our ancestors for thousands of years. If you don't have it yourself and others do, then those who don't have it will have an opinion, which is the root of human inferiority. Even if the villagers agreed to this matter on the face of Fang Yun and Fang Zhong, they would definitely have a pimple in their hearts, and then they would all alienate the people who moved out of Xiaoluokeng, intentionally or unintentionally, which was not conducive to their integration into the life of the village.

"But now that the houses in the village are full of people, there is no place for them to live." Seeing that Fang Yun resolutely disagreed, Fang Zhong had no choice but to give up and said with a bitter face.

Fang Yun raised his eyebrows and said, "How could it not be, did the uncle forget?" Is the village committee building in our village that has been abandoned for many years? ”

Fang Zhong was overjoyed when he heard this, and slapped him excitedly, "Yes, how did I forget the village committee building." ”

Speaking of the village committee building, the villagers will spit on the ground and scold again, "Should!" ”

More than 10 years ago, a young man was transferred from above to serve as the secretary of the village party committee in the village, and I heard that there was someone behind him, and he showed his official authority in the village with a dignified face that was suddenly approaching all day long.

I don't know which tendon is wrong, but I have shown it enough, and I began to feel that some of the ordinary people in the village could not show their prestige in fear, and the newly appointed secretary of the village committee set his sights on the village committee where he worked, thinking that working in a house that was no different from other villagers' houses could not show his prestige at all.

At this time, it was raining heavily and the water in the small river on the edge of the village swelled, causing water to flood five or six famous villages, and the trees by the river were washed away by the river.

Relying on the money he got by himself, he put more than half of it into his own pocket without consulting anyone, and the rest called a construction team from the county to build a three-story bungalow with a height of 1,000 square meters far from the village.

It was only when the village committee had just been built and the secretary was about to move in when several policemen came to the village and took him away, and I heard that it was the man behind him who had fallen, and the secretary who had no one to shelter was arrested for lying about the disaster and defrauding the state of disaster relief funds. Since then, no one has been sent down from the village to serve as the secretary, and Fang Zhong began to shoulder the village chief secretary.

A three-storey bungalow covered with white tiles on the outside looks particularly glaring inside a tiled house, and coupled with the disgust for the secretary and comrade, the built village committee building has been abandoned to this day. Now let the people of Xiaoluokeng live in it, but it is to make the best use of it. (To be continued......)