Today's Xia Hezhi is a little weird, after calling everyone out, he led the way from the front, frowning and looking like he wanted to speak and stopped worrying, not as smooth and smiling as usual, especially in the eyes that occasionally looked at Xia Yun, it was quite complicated, and even with a hint of faint resentment, the tone of his speech became not salty or light, which made Xia Yun confused. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yesterday was fine, but today I have a bitter and hateful expression...... I don't seem to have offended this village chief in any way, right?

Xia Yun muttered in his heart, but there was no difference on his face, so he walked for a few minutes to arrive at the place where the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner was held, the former primary school site in the village, and now the village committee.

In recent years, the permanent population in the village is getting smaller and smaller, and most of the children are sent to school outside, a few years ago, the town arranged the last few children in the village to go to school, and the village-run primary school was completely abandoned, and later it was transformed into a village committee and an activity center for the elderly.

The scale of the village-run primary school is very small, but the playground is very large, and it doubles as a threshing floor when the farm is busy, at this time the large playground has been cleaned out, and a super large shed has been built, and several high-power searchlights and incandescent lamps are placed in the corners of the shed, and the entire greenhouse is illuminated, which is already full of tables, and a projection screen is also made on the side of the rostrum, and the necessary program of the big **** Chinese New Year's Eve - Spring Festival Gala is being shown through the projector.

Of course, it's hard to say how many serious people are watching.

At this moment, the sky is already dark, and the people are almost there, and the buzzing sound of greetings and chats echoes in the greenhouse, the sound of the Spring Festival Gala program in the stereo, and the sound of children splashing and frolicking around, it can be said that it is boiling over.

The Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in the evening is basically based on the family unit, there are only about 200 families in Xiajia Village, 80% of them go home for the New Year this year, some people are prosperous, accounting for two tables or even three or four tables, some people are less, two families fight one table, Xia Hezhi said on the road, there are about 100 tables.

When I arrived at the playground, my mother and my grandparents and my uncle's family were already in their own seats, just in the innermost position of the greenhouse, facing the projection screen, the best light and the warmest, and then the front was in the middle of the second grandfather's table, and there was a large circle of villagers around, chatting and laughing, which belonged to the most lively place in the whole greenhouse.

Xia Yun's family, whether old or young, is not the kind of person who does not miss the old love when he is developed, and his attitude towards people is still as kind as before, coupled with Xia Yun's generous money in the village some time ago, their family's popularity in the village can be described as the best, no matter where they go in the village, there are a bunch of people smiling and chattering, especially on this occasion, it is the absolute core of the crowd, and the villagers in the whole village, whether they are familiar with it or not, have to come up to say hello.

Greeting all the way to his seat, Xia Yun didn't have time to drink saliva, four or five people walked out of the villagers next to him, one of them was a plainly dressed old man leading a four or five-year-old boy to walk in front, pressing the little boy's shoulder and kneeling down.

"Han Han, kowtow to Uncle Xia Yun!"

Xia Yun was startled, quickly stood up, helped the little boy to prevent him from kneeling, looked up at the old man, and said with a smile, "Uncle Run, what are you doing here?" ”

He had recognized the old man and understood why he had done it.

It was mentioned by Xia Hezhi before, his grandson had leukemia, and Xia Herun, who was in the middle of the iron road, smashed the pot and sold it...... Xia Yun asked Xia Hezhi to go directly to the charity foundation to reimburse all the medical expenses, and later heard that he had found a suitable bone marrow and the transplant was going well, so he no longer paid attention to it, and he had never met Xia Herun's family, but he didn't expect Xia Herun to suddenly come out like this.

The surrounding villagers were a little in an uproar, and Xia Mu next to her also reacted, stood up and complained, "Brother Herun, I've told you so many times just now, they are all from the villagers, and they should take care of each other and help, what are you doing!" ”

Xia Herun stubbornly shook his head, "If it weren't for Ah Yun to come forward to let the hospital perform the operation, maybe our family Han Han wouldn't be able to survive this winter, this great kindness can't be forgotten, Ah Yun, our family has no money now, and we will definitely pay you back when we have money in the future!" ”

pressed the little boy's shoulder again, "Han Han, it was Uncle Xia Yun who saved your life, kowtow to Uncle Xia Yun, and you must repay Uncle Xia Yun's kindness when you grow up, you know?" ”

The little boy answered obediently, and was about to kneel down again.

"What money is not money, they all said that it is a charity fund, and you don't need to pay it back, Uncle Run, you are really ......"

Xia Yun sighed, stretched out his hand and hugged the little boy directly, this little boy was very delicate, but his face was a little pale, because of the chemotherapy relationship, he had a small bald head, he was about the same age as a little piggy, but his weight was obviously much lighter, and he couldn't help but feel pity in his arms.

"What's your name? How old are you this year? ”

"My name is Xia Qinghan, my parents, grandparents call me Han Han, and I am five years old this year......

"Han Han is so good!"

After teasing Xiao Han Han a few words, Xia Yun turned his head to Xia He and Runzheng and said, "Uncle Run, you really don't have to be so polite to me about Han Han, not to mention that our fellow villagers are from the same village, even if other children have this disease, if appropriate, our charity foundation will also allocate funds...... It's all free, you don't have to take it personally, and don't talk to me about whether to pay back or not! ”

Seeing what Xia Herun wanted to say, Xia Yun handed Xiao Han Han to him and waved his hand, "Uncle Run, Han Han is just sick, he should recuperate, there are many people here at night, the air is not good, it is best not to let him stay here!" ”

Xia Herun took Xiao Han Han and handed him to the young woman behind him who should be Xiao Han Han's mother, and stopped talking, but finally sighed, "I brought him here at night just to kowtow to you, and I will take him back immediately...... Anyway, thank you, and if there's anything that will be useful to our home in the future, just ask! ”

Xia Yun said a few more polite words, watching Xia Herun's family return to their home, Xiao Han Han's mother left the shed with her son in her arms, and was about to sit down, when a group of people appeared one after another among the villagers who were watching in three circles outside the three circles.

These are all villagers in the village who have received help from charitable foundations, and with Xia Herun's actions in front, they naturally can't stay still, so they all stepped forward to thank Xia Yun...... Of course, it is not such an exaggeration that Xia Herun wants to let his grandson kneel.

After finally dealing with this group of people, Xia Yun's mouth was almost dry, and as soon as he sat down and took a sip of water, he heard his mother coldly come out next to him.

"Ah Yun, how about you say that your father will run for the village chief of our Xiajia Village next year?"

"Poof!"

Xia Yun choked on all the water he had just drunk, coughed several times before he eased up, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and looked at his mother in surprise, "Mom, what did you say?" ”

Xia Mu glared at Xia Yun and repeated, "I said, how about your father running for village chief?" ”

Xia Yunhu glanced at his mother suspiciously, turned his head and asked the main master, "Dad, what's the situation?" ”

Xia Herong hesitated a little, "In the afternoon, you and Uncle Lu talked to me about it, mentioning it, saying that if I am interesting, as long as I make a noise, at least nine adults in our entire village will vote for me, and somehow the news spread, and many people came to me to mention this matter just now......"

Xia and Road?

Xia Yun had heard of this name, but he didn't know him very well, he didn't have much to do with his own family, and he didn't match the name a bit.

"Dad, that's not the point, the point is what you think? Do you really want to run for village chief? ”

No wonder Xia Hezhi's expression was wrong just now...... In this Chinese New Year's Eve, his position as village chief is about to be pried, and it is strange that he can still laugh.

Although Xiajia Village is just a very inconspicuous small village, the permanent population has become smaller and smaller in the past two years, and there is nothing particularly valuable, but there are three catties of nails in the rotten boat, and a large area of mountains, woodlands, ponds, and rivers around it, plus some national policies, the benefits that can be reaped every year by being the village chief are also a large number.

Not to mention anything else, some time ago, Uncle contracted nearly 100 acres of fish ponds in the village to prepare for raising green shrimp and hairy crabs next year, and the contract price was quite favorable, but it was indispensable to privately stuff Xia Hezhi and a few village cadres with a big red envelope or something.

The world is like this, and no one is exempt from vulgarity.

What's more, now that the pace of urbanization in the country is accelerating, it seems that it is about to be developed here, and the price of land in the village will double and rise, not to mention the entanglement of interests inside.

Every year when the village chief is elected, the village is full of dark tides and bustling, but there has never been anything about Xia Yun's family, and he was not qualified before, but now he can't look down on it...... At least Xia Yun can't look down on it at all now.

But time has changed, with the current strength and popularity of his family, if my father really wants to run for the village head, just like Xia Helu said, it is estimated that there is no need to pull any votes, and winning the position of the village chief is like pinching a snail with ten fingers, proper, without any suspense.

Xia Zhi, the grandfather next to him, interjected, "Helu failed to run for village chief last year, and he was a little dirty with Hezhi, it is estimated that it will be useless for him to run for village chief by himself, so your father is here...... Boss, you have to weigh this matter yourself, don't get involved blindly! ”

The uncle and aunt also nodded, obviously this matter is not a secret in the village.

Xia Herong looked at Xia Yun helplessly, "I'm not uncommon to have a village chief or a village chief, but look at your mother'......"

Xia Mu glanced at Xia Herong, "What's wrong with the village chief, don't use the village chief as a cadre, you are not rare, the old lady and I are rare, can't you?" ”

Xia Herong smiled bitterly, Xia Yun also scratched his head a little, thought about it and shook his head at his mother, "Mom, let's not mix up with the matter of running for village head!" (To be continued.) )