The account book sent by Sang Baowen is very thin, not to mention, there are few clear accounts on it, and there is not even a single detail.

Most of the books have no accounts, and they don't match the number at all, and they haven't undergone any professional processing.

Obviously, the person who does the accounting is either perfunctory or has bad intentions.

Song Zhiwei was furious, scolded on the spot, and called Sang Baowen to reconcile. But Sang Baowen couldn't tell the expenses on the account at all, he didn't know where the money came from and where it went.

Song Zhiwei roared: "Didn't you remember this account!" ”

Sang Baowen hesitated: "Yes, I remembered..."

Song Zhiwei: "You remembered, you can't tell clearly!?" ”

Compared with Sang Cai Mountain, Sang Baowen eats less salt after all. He panicked as soon as he encountered something, and when he panicked, he was in a mess, and he couldn't speak like a knot in his tongue.

"It's not me..."Sang Baowen instinctively wanted to deny it, but the tense string in his heart drove him to put the blame on Sang Cai Mountain, "I kept this account." It was the secretary who asked me to memorize it. If he wants me to remember, I will remember. In the past, he did everything he did to buy seeds and fertilizers in our village. He also collected the money, and it didn't go through my hands. He did everything by himself. ”

Since it was run by Sang Caishan, that kind of seed and fertilizer are not all how much he said is how much money. The amount of oil and water he fished out of it was equal to the amount of money he got from his neighbors.

As for how much Sang Baowen profited from it, only he and Sang Caishan knew.

Sang Baowen sent the god to pick up the account book thrown by Song Zhiwei, patted it clean and brought it back to Song Zhiwei, and said in a flattering tone: "Leader, if you don't believe it, you can take the account book and ask Secretary Cai." He told me to keep track of every account on the top, and he knew better than I did. ”

Song Zhiwei was resting his head at this moment.

Sang Baowen's shirking of responsibility is just adding fuel to the fire. The ledger in his hand was slapped to the ground by Song Zhiwei, and Song Zhiwei pointed his nose and scolded:

"What are you eating! Why don't you verify before bookkeeping! You can remember what he tells you to do, and you can't go if he tells you to go to the oil pot! ”

Leaders don't eat soft. Sang Baowen can't come hard.

The official level crushed people to death. What's more, the official position of the big leader in front of him is more than one level greater than him. He is a small village-level clerk, no matter how stupid he is, he will not look for death. He only had the right thing to do and listen to the leader's lectures.

Sangpei picked up the ledger.

He took it to the side and looked through it again, but he still couldn't understand it.

It's a muddled book.

Sang Haibin asked for an account and saw some eyebrows.

He pointed to the recent accounts in his notebook and said, "These should be the harvest of wheat in our village this season." This should be the cost of buying corn seeds after the wheat is harvested. I knew this, and he bought a batch of corn seeds out of his own pocket to sell at his commissary. ”

Speaking of this, Sang Haibin complained a few words: "He doesn't know where to buy his corn seeds, and many of them are bad seeds." Grandma Zhenzi, who lives in Xitou, went to buy their seeds, but her eyes were not good, and she couldn't see the seeds clearly. The secretary's daughter-in-law picked a bag, most of which were bad seeds. Can such seeds grow good seedlings when they are sown in the ground? This season's corn is all on the cob, and most of the corn stalks on the ground of Grandma Chenzi's house are still blind. ”

Song Zhiwei was furious

"This Sangcai Mountain! A daughter-in-law is not a good thing either! He asked, "What about this young man from Grandma's house?" ”

Sang Haibin: "They all go out to work." At the moment, she is the only old man in the family. ”

Song Zhiwei looked at everyone: "Is this old man present?" ”

At this moment, Grandma Zhenzi was hunched over and holding her hands behind her back and laughing, so she put aside the crowd to watch the excitement.

And they called her to the fore.

Seeing that the little old lady was smiling so festively, a smile appeared on Song Zhiwei's face.

Song Zhiwei comforted the old lady: "Old man, can your children and grandchildren still be filial?" ”

When it came to her children and grandchildren, Grandma Zhenzi couldn't close her mouth happily: "Filial piety, they are all very filial." ”

Song Zhiwei disagreed: "They are filial, why do you leave your old family alone?" ”

Grandma Zhenzi: "They go out to work to earn money. I was in good health, so they all went out. I just don't have good eyes. Great leader, come to my house tonight. The big and small didn't leave their homes, and the places in the house were empty. ”

"Yes, yes. Then I'm sorry for you. Song Zhiwei remembered what Sang Haibin said, "Old man, take me to your field to have a look." ”

"The big leader, you come with me." Grandma Chenzi grabbed Song Zhiwei's arm and took him to the outside of the village.

Seeing that Sang Haibin was still studying the account book, Sang Ping took the account book from his hand, "Don't look at this, follow Uncle Song and them to take a look." ”

Sang Haibin's attention fell on the cloth bag hanging on Sang Ping's body.

His eyes gradually became hot: "I have to look at Sang Caishan's account, how can I remember, so that you can get the money here!" ”

"Don't look at it, the harvest in those crops on the embankment must be false." Sang Ping patted the cloth bag, "I can't run away from the money here." I also said that if the next village party secretary is not elected, this money will not be distributed. Let's follow Uncle Song to the field of Grandma Chenzi's house first. You are familiar with this area, you can tell Uncle Song about the situation in our village. ”

Sang Haibin reluctantly looked at the cloth bag on his body.

Wei Dong came over and snatched the cloth bag away, "How much is here?" Let me feel the weight of so much money. This moment is probably the time when I will get the most money in my life. ”

"Look at your little bit of interest." Sang Ping smiled and threatened him, "Don't lose it for me, if you lose it, the first 20,000 yuan here will be on your head." ”

With so much money, Weidong can't afford it.

He hurriedly returned the cloth bag to Sangping.

When he arrived at the land of Grandma Zhenzi's house, Sang Haibin broke a corn cob that had not matured.

He also had a corn cob in his other hand.

He took the two corn cobs to Song Zhiwei, "The one in my left hand was broken in my field when I came over." The one on the right hand is the one that grows in the field of Grandma Chenzi's house. ”

Put two corn cobs together, and the size and thickness are immediately disadvantaged.

Peeling off their outer bracts, you can also tell whose corn grows well and whose corn grows well and whose crops depend on it.

Sang Haibin pointed to this piece and said to Song Zhiwei: "Let's come all the way, and after passing through the crops of the two families, the corn stalks in the field of Grandma Chenzi's house have grown pitifully thin. ”

Song Zhiwei was quite moved.

Grandma Zhenzi waved her hand and said, "No pity, no pity." Children, grandchildren and daughters-in-law work outside the home, and they get money every month. The crops in my hometown grow well, and it is all up to God. God can reward me with the money for a coffin book. ”

The old lady is quite optimistic.

Song Zhiwei said patiently: "Old man, you can't say that, natural and climate factors are important, but if you want crops to grow well, you can't do without the hard work of farmers. ”

"It's also inseparable from Haibin." Grandma Zhenzi pulled Sang Haibin in front of Song Zhiwei to brush up on his sense of existence, "The young and strong people in our family have gone out to work, and the work in the field has fallen on me, an old bone." Haibin did it for me. ”

Song Zhiwei was impressed by Sang Haibin.

was appreciated by the big leader's eyes, and Sang Haibin was embarrassed.

Sang Ping came out and added: "Uncle Song, our family and Uncle Zhou's land are all taken care of by Brother Haibin." ”

Sang Haibin was embarrassed and said: "I can't do anything, just go to the field to work and be a good hand." ”

Song Zhiwei has changed his opinion of Sang Haibin.

He thought that Sang Haibin was a lazy man who liked to squat at home, but he didn't expect this lazy man to be so capable.