Zhang Jinfeng cooperated with the work of the village, gave up her family's land, and built a village name tag for the village, of course, the village chief also agreed to her conditions.

It does not occupy a stitch and thread of the common people, and the party's ideology is still well implemented.

The engineering team began to work, and the people in the village would go to help from time to time or watch the excitement and chatter from time to time.

Like the Yushan engineering team last time, the women of the village took turns to cook for them at the village headquarters, but this time it was different, and this time there were requirements for cooking.

Two meats, one vegetable and one soup, this is the standard configuration of every meal.

After all, it was a matter of the village, and the village chief gritted his teeth and bought 20 catties of pork.

The smell of meat in the village wafted out, and the children in the neighborhood were clamoring to eat, and sometimes, the family was in difficulty, and there was really no way, so when cooking for the engineering team, they secretly put a piece of fat meat in their mouths, and brought it home for the children to eat.

When the village chief found out about this, he told the women in the village to cook that every time he finished cooking, he would take a bowl of vegetables from home.

Accountant Liu in the township knew about this matter, and specially talked to the village chief about this matter, but was rejected by the village chief, touched his nose, and no longer cared about this matter.

The village chief went to the entrance of the village every day and stayed there for a long time, and after learning the lesson of the last time, he repeatedly instructed the people in the village not to make trouble for the engineering team, and the name of the village built this time must not make a mistake.

The school began to plan for the final exam, some of the students were nervous, some were excited, but Cheng Xiaodong was worried.

The teacher told him several times, and he knew that he didn't want to go to the county to study, and he didn't want to leave home.

Sitting by the window in a daze, watching his classmates bury their heads in revision, he turned his eyes outside, the sun outside was just right, gentle and warm, and unusually warm.

He misses Cai Dani a little bit.

I don't know why, when it comes to graduation, he misses Cai Dani very much, and he has thought about the scene of following Cai Dani to the county seat to go to school countless times.

Thinking of this, I hated that Zhang Kui to the core.

Counting the days, Zhang Kui was shot for more than a month, Zhang Lao has been ill since this incident, and in the final analysis, he is also his son, although he is not by his side, he is not at ease.

Last month, because of where Zhang Kui's ashes went, Fufu Village made a fuss, and no one in the village was willing to let Zhang Kui's ashes be buried in the back mountain of the village.

Zhang Lao has asked the village chief of the rich village many times because of this matter, even if it is outside the village.

The village chief persuaded him several times, but not only did he not persuade him, but it had the opposite effect, and the opposition of the people in the village was even greater.

When the villagers sent the ashes to the gate of Fufu Village, they had several disputes, but unexpectedly knocked Zhang Kui's ashes to the ground.

Zhang Lao vomited blood and fainted on the spot, and he hadn't gotten up yet, and Banxian Erqiang stayed in front of the window all day and night, comforting Zhang Lao from time to time.

Cheng Xiaodong followed Cai Jianguo to see it a few times, but he was lying on the bed, ignoring no one and not saying a word.

Cai Jianguo followed Cheng Xiaodong and said, Grandpa Zhang is a heart disease, if he can't get out, that's it.

Cheng Xiaodong didn't understand, he couldn't understand why Zhang Lao couldn't afford to get sick because of a murderer's son, looking at Cai Jianguo's distressed expression, he just responded vaguely, not knowing the meaning.

Thinking of this, Cheng Xiaodong sighed, looked at the textbooks he had long been familiar with, and his eyes slowly calmed down.