When he crossed the bridge and saw the uncle and nephew of Liu Fusheng, the village security chief, who were busy in the southern field, Li Guangwei couldn't help but curse in his heart. Is it for this bastard thing to help with the work?

No, he remembered that this land belonged to Jiang Lao's family. Oh, isn't the woman squatting in the field Li Lamei, the eldest daughter-in-law of Jiang? What the hell is going on? Li Lamei's family is related to the Nie family? I've never heard of it.

Li Guangwei's mind was full of doubts.

As an existence like the emperor of the village, it is not okay to have an unclear social network of people in the village.

Li Guangwei turned his head and was about to ask Nie Weiping what the relationship between his family and the old Jiang family was, when he saw Nie Weidong, the second son of Director Nie, muttering intimacy to the second girl of the Jiang family next to the tractor with his head down.

Li Guangwei was immediately blessed with a blessing to his heart.

Although the Jiang family is poor, they have raised a good girl. Isn't the boss Jiang Duo studying in the town's junior high school? And it is said that the study is very good.

Yes, it must be the case, in today's schools, boys and girls are mixed together, and it is said that there are handfuls of early love. It's not good that the eldest son of the Nie family has fallen in love with the eldest girl of the Jiang family.

Sizzle, no wonder Liu Fusheng's uncle and nephew would come to pat the horse's whiskers.

If this Jiang family and the Nie family become in-laws, it is worth stammering. Nie Changhe is a member of the town party committee, and he has a key voice in every village cadre election.

With such a conjecture, Li Guangwei suddenly became enthusiastic, not only went down to the ground himself, but also commanded his eldest son Li Lin to return to the village to call people to take sickles and sacks and other tools to help Jiang Lao and his family harvest corn.

Li Lin shouted in the village this time, which immediately alarmed the entire Lanxi Village.

Because Li Lin shouted through the microphone set up in his house, that is, the loudspeaker in the village.

Although in recent years, the power of the village secretary is not as good as that of a large collective, but it is also the head of a village, as long as he lives in this village, no one dares to openly disobey the shouting.

Grandma Jiang was rubbing corn with Aunt Jiang in the yard, gossiping, occasionally scolding her eldest son and daughter-in-law, and immediately stopped when she heard the radio. With his elbow, he turned his head and said to the little girl who bowed her head and said silently: "Hurry up and tell your father, Secretary Li wants to hire someone there." ”

"Isn't my dad going to push cornmeal?" Aunt Jiang looked up at her mother with some puzzlement.

"What kind of noodles to push? Didn't you hear the loudspeaker shouting, volunteering? "It's been a long time since I saw it, but the top volunteer has made a lot of money, and I can still show my face in front of the secretary and be a good person. Maybe if he becomes a secretary, the old man can still get an official and a half-job in the village, and he can increase his face.

Grandma Jiang is a person who likes to be in the limelight.

Jiang Laohan used to be the captain of the production team, and Grandma Jiang also had a status in the village, so she couldn't say that she was in the girls' voice, but she was almost the same.

Now that there is no production team in the village, Jiang Laohan is no longer the team leader, and Grandma Jiang's status has also declined, so when she occasionally says bad things about her son and daughter-in-law, she can gain some eager eyes from the old ladies.

Aunt Jiang muttered a little reluctantly.

She felt that her sister-in-law also needed someone to help, but her mother refused to let her father and second brother go, and she didn't let herself go. The second brother is a man in his twenties, and now he is lying in the house in the middle of the day, and when something happens, her mother only instructs her father.

But if you don't go to her father, you obviously can't. Her mother's eyes had already begun to glow, and she was afraid that the corn cob would be thrown on her head.

Old man Jiang was grinding at the grinding plate on the street behind the village, and when he heard the familiar shouting from the loudspeaker in the village, he couldn't help but be stunned.