The village chief howled in the firewood room for most of the night.

"This turtle son, eat and eat, Lao Tzu will let you eat. Eat so much, you actually eat so much!! The chief of the village ran out with a shoehorn, stood at the pigsty, and threw it at the big fat pig.

"Lao Tzu let you eat! Lao Tzu is poor and eats grass. You actually eat money! I said, why are you still fat like this by eating grass all day long? You're taking the Ten Perfect Tonic Pills!! The village chief stomped his feet on the ground barefoot.

Under the moonlight, the village chief's heartbroken appearance was particularly pitiful. Looking at the two pigs, their eyes were full of murderous anger.

Holding the picture in his hand tightly, the book was printed with a lot of flowers and plants.

"Five hundred and one pounds, you can eat a lot every month! Seventy or eighty-one pounds of stuff, you eat dozens of pounds a day! Dozens of pounds, you brute! Lao Tzu is so old, the most expensive thing he has ever eaten, it is still the bastard boy in front of me who was in prison for committing crimes, and the police officer came to investigate the cigarettes that were scattered for me! You calf, calf!! Eat so much money, don't you feel sorry!? All you pull is gold? "The village chief's tears are about to come out, this special pig eats meat, and people are eating!

With a clang, the door opened.

A shoehorn was thrown out of it and smashed directly into his face.

"What are you howling at night? What are you going to do with my pigs? Sleep well and let go of my pigs. The family is still pointing to it for the New Year! Grandchildren won't be allowed to go to school after the year? Scare the pig not to grow meat! In the house, the village chief's daughter-in-law ran out with her hair scattered, and when she saw the village chief's ghostly appearance, she pointed her nose and scolded.

"The pig still lays its cubs a year, what are you scaring it for?" The village chief's daughter-in-law pulled him into the house.

I'm afraid I'm not crazy one night, and I actually started to attack her pigs.

Just now, my son and daughter-in-law knocked on the door and said if my father was crazy.

Yesterday on the black and white TV, I saw someone outside marrying a pig and living with a pig, and I was afraid that my father would not be able to think about it.

This calf thing, the old lady is not as good as a pig? The problem is that he followed the pig, and the pig can't give birth to cubs?

The village chief was dragged into the house by his daughter-in-law, and the whole person was a little loveless. Holding the book tightly in his hand, his heart ached sharply, and his flesh was pumping.

"Don't use pig manure as fertilizer when you go back, keep it." The village chief smoked a dry cigarette in despair, and his hands were trembling.

"What's wrong? You still can't eat it? The daughter-in-law asked him with a dark face. I don't sleep at night.

Ever since the child gave him a book, he has been crazy, running to the firewood house, running to the pigsty, like a fool.

"If you want to keep it, keep it, what are you doing with so many words?" The village chief pursed his lips, do you think I'm willing to keep it? It ate such precious things, and what it pulled out was definitely not ordinary. Wait until you have time to dry it to see if it can be useful.

Of course, the village chief didn't say it, how could he, who thought he was the head of the family and the head of the village, talk nonsense with a woman. It's this uncomfortable feeling in my heart, and the whole person is a little depressed.

"By the way, yesterday the kid picked up some umbrella mushrooms from the mountain, and the family is tired of eating them, do you still eat them? If you don't eat it, I cooked it for the little flower pig. The daughter-in-law asked casually.

The small umbrella fungus is a kind of fungus that grows all over the mountain, and the child will carry a basket back every day to feed the pigs. Sometimes I eat some at home.

The umbrella fungus looks like an umbrella, and every time it grows, it is a pile, and it is torn out one by one, and it is called umbrella fungus in the village. I don't know what it's called, but it looks like an umbrella on the top and a chicken leg on the bottom.

The village chief suddenly had a line of words in the book popping up in his head.

Chicken fir, artificially uncultivated, wild. Its taste is incomparably delicious, seventy or eighty-one pounds in the outside world, and there is no market.

Seventy or eighty-one pounds...... Money can't buy it. I heard that the growing environment is extremely harsh, and this thing, they have a mountain that is overgrown every year when the season comes.

There is a perennial smell of mushrooms on that mountain. The name of the mountain is Pig Fungus Mountain, and when you hear it, it is fed to pigs.

"Eat a fart! Don't feed the pigs, and those things are not allowed to feed the pigs in the future! The grass for feeding the pigs is kept for me, and I am not allowed to go to the pig fungus mountain in the future, ahh Don't go to Baoshan to feed the pigs! The hair is long and the insight is short, and he doesn't understand anything. Okay, okay, you go to bed early, I'll go to the ancestral hall to have a look. "The village chief is very irritable, and there are many illiterate people in the village.

To go to school in the village, the children had to climb several mountains to go to the primary school built in another village. In their village, to be honest, they don't want to get through on all sides, and they don't want to get over the plane.

The villagers had never read much, had little idea about the outside, and their most entertainment every day was to watch the black-and-white television, which only had two or three channels. After all, the electricity in the village was only connected a few years ago.

Since the electricity was turned on, the children have seen more, and the people in the village have been clamoring to go out, and they can't stay. Many of those little daughters-in-law have given birth to children and are clamoring to go out to work.

The remaining old people became more and more opposed to the children leaving the village, which also led to the wrong decision of him, the village chief.

Originally, it was a good thing to have funding. The problem is that they have been funded to study, and all of them have run away when their wings have hardened, and the village has become a left-behind elderly and left-behind child. For them, funding has become a burden.

Old man, who doesn't want their children to be around, and they want to come back more often if they are not always around.

"It's raining so hard and you're still running out!" The daughter-in-law scolded angrily, turned off the light and went to sleep.

It is not easy to pay the electricity bill in this place, and every month, the village chief collects it from door to door, climbs the mountain and sends it to the outside village, so that they can pay the bill on their behalf.

The village chief wore a raincoat and walked to the ancestral hall, and as he walked, the richest family in the family was a family with a blue brick house, which used to build roads and do some small business, and now they are the richest people in the village.

He often told people about life outside, high-rise buildings, high to the sky. People can fly in the sky, every day children go to school with yellow school buses, no water is sent and no mountains are climbed, and they wear clean school uniforms to study in tall and spacious classrooms.

Every day, they eat food that they have never seen or heard of, although everyone says that they are not good at studying, and they farm and raise pigs and cattle at home. But who doesn't have the envy in their hearts?

Who doesn't envy such a life?

But there are so many people here, more and more people are going out, but no one has ever returned. In a few years, the village will completely become the world of the old people and children, and these old people will die and die, what will happen to these children? Can the grant be funded for a lifetime?

A group of elderly people, a group of children without parents and no parents, is funding really lucky for them?

The village chief sighed, it's not that they don't know what to do, the village is too poor and too poor. Too poor to accept funding.

If one day they can live a prosperous life, those who abandon their other half and abandon their children don't know if they will regret it?

No, there will be a day.

The village chief is convinced. The little eyes were terrifyingly bright.

After all, my pigs are all fed with gold.

PS: In the past few days, the child has repeatedly had a high fever, and when he is sick, he doesn't want anyone to hug him, he has to be hugged by his mother day and night, and he can't let go of his hand at all, and the ball has not closed his eyes for two days. Today, I walked slowly, I couldn't lift my legs, and my arms were cramping.

Originally, the dango was also feverish, and the whole person was soft, but it seemed that he didn't feel tired at all when he held the child every day.

It wasn't until today that the child was relieved when the fever subsided, and in the past two days, she collapsed countless times and cried countless times while holding the child, but fortunately, she also had the energy to see her fever subside, so she took out the time code word.

If you don't repeat it tomorrow, you can resume the update.,Let's update a chapter tonight.,I'm sorry to keep you waiting.。

Thank you, little lazy worm, for the reward of walking alone and resisting the wind~

Please remember that the first domain name of this book is:. Nine Heavenly God Emperors