"Hey...... Feed...... Wangjiatun fathers and fellow villagers, everyone pay attention. The patriarchal election is held at 10 o'clock. The leaders of the township all came to participate and scrutinized. Voters are invited to bring their own benches to the village council to participate in the general election. ”

Early this morning, the radio of the Wangjiatun Village Committee sounded every 20 minutes.

Because today is the day of the patriarchal election, and it is the day when Wang Zhiwu and Wang Benshan will fight each other.

As for who the flowers will be, we can only wait and see.

It's nine o'clock!

A few shabby mud houses are located in the village committee, which is festive.

The sparse people in the courtyard were busy, and a banner hung above the makeshift and humble podium.

Wangjiatun Patriarch General Election Conference!

There are some tables and chairs open in a row below, which are seats prepared for village cadres and township leaders.

Right now!

Wang Zhichu combed his hairstyle, shaved his beard cleanly, wore a black-skinned mink, held a mobile phone in one hand, and held a small leather bag in the other.

The whole person walked towards the village committee with a radiant face, followed by a group of aunts with heavy makeup, each holding a colored scarf in their hands, which looked like a cheerleader.

"Come on, come on, all line up. Remember, your voice must be loud, smiling, and passionate. You know? ”

As soon as Wang Zhichu came up, he asked the aunts to wait in a row at the gate of the village committee, and then gave a few words like a military parade, and then spoke.

"Come, come, come, call me first. 1、2、3！ ”

As soon as the voice fell!

"Ben Shan, Ben Shan, you are the most handsome, we love you as the patriarch! Good will win, good will win! ”

The aunts howled in unison.

The voice was really crisp and loud, which provoked the people in the courtyard to run out to see the excitement.

"Go on!"

Wang Zhichu nodded with satisfaction.

"Getting rich depends on the leader, the lives of the masses have changed greatly, the masses of the people are bright, please vote for our benevolence."

The aunts began to howl again.

"Good! That's what I'll shout when the time comes. ”

Wang Zhichu took out a pack of high-grade cigarettes, turned his head and handed out cigarettes to the crowd watching the excitement.

Time passed, and it was half past nine in the blink of an eye!

At this time, the courtyard was crowded with people, and the villagers sat on small benches in groups and chattered.

And there are also some little puppet children who are playing, and a few even run to the podium to chase and play naughtily.

Among the crowd, three figures are particularly eye-catching.

One is Liu Xiufang, the second eldest lady of Wang Zhiwu. She was shuttling through the crowd to pull * tickets for Wang Zhiwu, and from time to time she also pulled a few aunts to fight against the cheerleaders at the door.

As long as the cheerleaders at the door howled, Liu Xiufang and the aunts followed suit.

"The train runs fast, it all depends on the headband, the eyes of the people are bright, everyone votes for us, and the people are the sons of the people......"

It's-for-tat, full of gunpowder.

The other figure is Wang Benshan, one of our protagonists today, who is in a suit and leather shoes, and the whole person is full of energy.

At this time, he also shuttled through the crowd, puffing on his yellow teeth and handing out cigarettes whenever he met people, and occasionally chatting a few words.

The last figure, eighteen or nineteen years old, with a delicate appearance, a thin body, a sallow face, wearing an old cotton jacket with many patches, carrying a basket with some peanuts and melon seeds and other small snacks, was shuttling through the crowd to sell one by one.

The young man's name is Wang Qiliang, a villager in Wangjiatun and a hard-working child.

Both parents died in his early years, and now he lives with his grandmother. Speaking of this young man, I have to say that his name is seven taels.

On the day Wang Qiliang was born, it happened that an old man with a bull's nose passed by his door to ask for a bowl of water to quench his thirst.

And as a reward, Lao Dao gave Wang seven taels and eight characters to call the bones, and calculated that he was seven taels and one money.

As the saying goes, "the prospect is difficult to buy four or two lives, and it is difficult to buy three or two six." The heavier this life, the better, and the lighter and cheaper.

Generally, the life after 3 taels and 4 is relatively good, seven two one, seven two two is the life of great wealth and nobility, which is very rare.

Seven two is the order of the king's grandson and nobles, and one person is above ten thousand people. Seven, two, two is the emperor's order.

So Wang Qiliang's dead ghost father named him Wang Qiliang.

This matter was very noisy at the time, and even someone next door came to the door to order a baby.

However, with the death of Wang Qiliang's parents, everyone felt that Wang Qiliang's life was too heavy and he couldn't bear it, so he killed his parents. After that, few people mentioned it, and the matter of the baby's parents was also over.

Straight to the point!

Seeing that the election meeting was about to begin, Wang Zhiwu did not hurry to appear on the stage, and just wanted to step in, Wang Zhizhi greeted him with a small leather bag.

"That's right, if you go to Coal City, you can still come back with sound limbs, it seems that I underestimate you."

Wang Zhizhi looked Wang Zhizhi up and down, squinted his eyes and said.

Since Wang Zhiwu is a member of the Heaven and Earth Business Alliance, there is no need for Wang Zhizhi to be false with him anymore, and he will directly make a hard bar.

"Isn't Brother Chu very disappointed?"

Wang Zhiwu said with a smile.

"Indeed, I didn't think you would come back."

Wang Zhichu nodded truthfully, and then smiled freely.

"But it's okay, there's a chance."

"You have to know how to seize the opportunity."

The king did not move like a mountain, and replied.

"Huh! Don't worry, I'll catch it next time. ”

Wang Chuchu sneered.

"Brother Chu, I'll give you a word. I can be a gentleman with a suit and tie, and I can be a hooligan when I take off my suit and tie. ”

Wang Zhiwu stretched out his hand and patted Wang Zhichu on the shoulder, and then walked towards the village committee.

"Stop pushing me!"

Wang Zhiwu said a word silently in his heart, and then walked to the crowd with his big white teeth, walked up to the side of the podium and sat down on the stool in the greetings of the villagers, waiting for the meeting to begin.

Seeing this, Wang Chuchu raised his hand to reveal his golden watch, looked at the time, and followed him to the podium and sat next to Wang Zhiwu.

"Whoever brought the child here, hurry up and bring it back to me, this election. The township leaders are all here, like what are they talking about, from Salem. ”

Wang Naigong saw that the time was almost up, and walked up with a microphone and began to shout.

After all, he is not only the accountant of the village committee, but also a cadre, and he is also a highly respected and virtuous old man in Wangjiatun.

After a few aunts brought their babies back, Wang Naigong continued to speak with a microphone.

"Don't argue, stop arguing, let's have a meeting."

After a while, the crowd fell silent, and one by one they craned their necks to look at the podium.

"Today's meeting is an election meeting for us to elect our own family members. In the past, people said that we farmers were uneducated and of poor quality! It will not be useful to give us a democratic master, and today the party has handed over this power to our group of peasants with native brains, and if we do not use it well, we will be sorry for the party and the government. I won't say much nonsense, now I announce the official start of the Wangjiatun patriarch election meeting, and I would like to invite the leaders to speak to us. ”

Wang Naigong bared a mouthful of old yellow teeth, without any stage fright.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The villagers applauded!

Twenty minutes later!

After the leaders finished speaking, Wang Shugou took the microphone to announce.

"Now I would like to ask Wang Chuchu to make his election manifesto."

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The crowd burst into thunderous applause, and the cheerleaders howled.

"Ben Shan, Ben Shan, you are the most handsome, we love you as the village chief. Good will win, good will win! ”

Wang Zhizhi glanced at Wang Zhiwu proudly, then stood up, walked to the podium like a spring breeze and took the microphone, and at the same time, he raised his hand and pressed it with a leadership posture, signaling everyone to be quiet.

"Hey, hey, hey......"

Wang Zhichu called into the microphone twice, just about to speak.

The second eldest lady Liu Xiufen opened her mouth and howled.

"Hey, hey, you think you're calling."

Immediately provoked the villagers to burst into laughter, and even the leaders on the stage couldn't help laughing.

Wang Zhichu glared at Liu Xiufang dissatisfied, then took out the speech and began to read it.

"Hello everyone, my name is Wang Zhichu, I am a villager of our Tun'er, and I am also the temporary patriarch of the last session. Here is the content of my speech: Leaders, delegates, voters, hello everyone. It is a great honor for me to stand here today to run for election, and at the same time I feel a great responsibility........."

Wang Chuchu finished reading the speech in a proper manner, and coughed twice before continuing.

"If I become a patriarch, I will definitely seek practical benefits for everyone. And I became the patriarch, and I can arrange work for people who don't have jobs in the tun. In addition, the elderly and disabled people over the age of 60 in Tunli can go to the village committee to receive 100 yuan a month in relief. That's my promise to you, and I hope you will vote for me. ”

"Bang Bang ........."

The villagers burst into applause. I have to say that Wang Chuchu's promise made some villagers very moved.

After Wang Zhichu's speech, he bowed deeply to everyone and retreated.

"Next, I would like to invite our college students and foreign returnee boss Wang Zhiwu to make his campaign manifesto."

Wang Naigong said a word.

This sentence can point out the advantages of Wang Zhiwu, not only college students but also bosses.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Thunderous applause!

With a smile on his face, Wang Zhiwu calmly walked up to take the microphone and said with a smile.

"Who am I, I don't need to be introduced, do I? Before I make a formal speech, I intend to make good on one of my promises. ”

As he spoke, Wang Zhuwu took out a yellowed piece of paper from his pocket and slowly opened it.

This is a donation paper with black letters on a red background, with the name and the amount of the donation densely written on it.

Wang Zhiwu held the spread paper in one hand and the microphone in the other, and said slowly.

"Do you remember this piece of paper, big guy? I have always kept this piece of paper by my side, and he has always encouraged me and supported me. I can afford to go to college and get where I am today, all because of this piece of paper. It's all up to you for your support and help. ”

"Isn't this our donation list when we went to college?"

At this time, an old man suddenly remembered after looking at it.

"Oh, that's true."

"This kid really has a heart, and he has saved it until now."

“………”