The customs of the people of a village all depend on how the village chief manages it.

Village Chief Fan can be regarded as a model village chief, most people are easy-going, but there is no ambiguity in front of major events, if he is angry, the villagers dare not say a word, Village Chief Fan is very majestic, but he is very kind, no one in the village knows, the village chief has a bowl of porridge to divide most of the bowl out.

The villagers are like his own family in his heart.

When outsiders like Yan Qingwen came, it was also because of the influence of the village chief that everyone would help Yan Qingwen a little, so now, even in the face of a 'high salary' of 200 yuan a day, some people are still willing to let Yan Qingwen sign up.

The village chief had already reserved a place for Yan Qingwen, but when he saw that the people in the village still voluntarily gave it to Yan Qingwen, his heart still warmed.

"On Chinese New Year's Eve this year, the village will set up a table, let's eat together, my old man is in for a treat."

As soon as these words came out, dozens of people outside were in an uproar.

There are no too wealthy people in the whole village, and the village chief's family has at most a few more houses than everyone's, and life is the same as everyone's.

The village is not big, but it is not small, more than 50 households, an average of 4 people per family, and nearly 200 people, a table of ten, have to set 20 tables!

How expensive it is to set up a table now, it costs five or six hundred yuan, and it adds up to more than 10,000 yuan in total, and many people can't earn so much in a year!

"Village Chief, don't be like this, everyone is already very grateful for the fact that you can introduce us to the work a year ago, how can you still invite the people in the village to dinner? If you want to say that please should be our treat, we must not be ungrateful, and we should also give us a chance to repay the village chief! ”

"Yes! Brother Liu is right! Two hundred a day is already a lot, and before the Chinese New Year, we can earn more than two thousand yuan, our family can take out some, and we can also set up a few tables lively. ”

"Village chief, don't bother, our village has always relied on you to take care of us, and we young people have come back from work, so it's time for us to contribute something to the village."

Even Yan Qingwen stood up: "I can contribute an extra amount of money, and I have been relying on everyone to take care of me and my mother all these years." ”

He was sensual, and if it weren't for the people in the village, he wouldn't have a home with his mother.

Others joked that this was taking Yan Qingwen as their own, and soon the village chief booked the quota and then told everyone.

"There is an entrepreneur who funded our village, so I will invite this Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and no one is allowed to come, if I don't come, it is not me as the village chief in my eyes." The village chief spoke, and the word "funding" meant to everyone.

Their village has always been a poor village, because there are no characteristics, specialties, and no township enterprises, so no entrepreneurs value this place.

Merchants are all profit-oriented, their village is worthless, young people are excited, if the village opens a factory or something, then there is no need to go out to work!

If you don't have to go out to work, there won't be so many left-behind children and the elderly.

Who doesn't want to make money in their hometown?

There were a lot of people who asked for a while, and everyone couldn't hide their excitement, and their hearts were pounding.

"Are you really going to invest in our village!! Who is that great benefactor? What is your name? Let's open a big company by all means! ”

"How can there be such a big happy event in our village? Is the other party interested in the land of our village? ”

"If people fancy the land, why do they have to give us money? Wouldn't it be better to just tear down our house and drive us away? This is a real good deed! Village Chief, which business owner? ”

"It's really rare, it's our turn to be rich and rich?"

"You have to do a good job of building roads! It's all for our village! Everyone, be sure to do your best! Be angry! You can't ask other people's big bosses to look down on us! ”

"That's right! That's right! ”

……

After most people were excited, they were still curious about which big boss did a good thing, and chased after the village chief's ass and kept asking, Yan Qingwen listened to it for a long time, his heart tightened inexplicably, and he took a few steps back away from the crowd.

I don't know why, he suddenly had a feeling that this boss who invested in the village was not ...... Sink......

No, no, no one knows about him here, and no matter how powerful they are, they won't guess he's here.

But apart from that person, Yan Qingwen couldn't think of anyone else who would invest in the village, the crowd over there was still talking, Yan Qingwen still couldn't help but take a few steps forward and asked the village chief.

"Uncle Fan, is the surname of the person who invested...... Shen and Nan? ”

The village chief just lit a dry cigarette and put it to his mouth, when he heard this, he lifted his eyelids and glanced at Yan Qingwen, he didn't say yes or no, but just asked, "Do you know anyone?" What is the full name? ”

This question turned to Yan Qingwen, and he hummed vaguely: "I've just heard that they are quite rich." ”

The village chief laughed twice: "There are too many rich people, how can it be so coincidental that it is someone you know?" ”

Yan Qingwen looked embarrassed, but thought that it would be better if it wasn't for Shen Xingzhi, otherwise he really didn't know how to face them.

Thankfully, it has nothing to do with them.

Seeing Yan Qingwen's frowning brows, the village chief spit out smoke rings, and was even more sure that what he said was right, he knew Qingwen too well, which was why Shen Xingzhi's young man didn't dare to come over to see him rashly.

The village chief changed the topic very smartly, the team quickly combined, and the construction began in the afternoon of the same day, the village chief insisted on letting Shi Nianjiu stay, Yan Qingwen was embarrassed to refuse, but the village chief snorted angrily.

"You don't leave your mom here, do you want her to be home alone? It's winter, what if something goes wrong with the stove and she gets poisoned? What if she wants to drink water, and it does drink cold water? I'm the village chief! You don't bother me, who do you want to trouble? Since I am the head of a village, I have this responsibility and obligation! ”

Yan Qingwen thanked him again and again and followed the road repair team, and ten minutes after he left, Shen Xingzhi walked back.

It cooled down again today, and when Shen Xingzhi came back, his face was white from the cold, and the village chief waited for him, and then stretched out his hand and pointed to the back room.

"She's sick, be careful when you speak."

Shen Xingzhi bowed, and the village chief waved his hand: "You have invested so much money, I'm afraid I don't know how much change it will bring to the village, it's me, the old man, who should thank you, I know that you are a good boy, don't say anything outside in the future, go, go in, and accompany her well." ”

Shen Xingzhi entered the back room, but found Shi Nianjiu squatting on the ground, he hurriedly went over to support Shi Nianjiu, but was slapped by her, dodging Shen Xingzhi's hand, and wanted to hide in the corner alone.

Shen Xingzhi didn't realize anything yet, and was about to stretch out his hand, but found Shi Nianjiu waving his hands in the air.

She...... I can't seem to see myself!

Shen Xingzhi was stunned, his hands trembled, his voice was a little hoarse, he called his aunt, Shi Nianjiu still didn't react, until Shen Xingzhi said the name Shi Nianci, Shi Nianjiu raised his head, and his eyes didn't know where to look.

The hand finally groped to hold Shen Xingzhi's hand, Shi Nianci hesitated for a few seconds, and said cautiously: "Sister...... You're back, aren't you? ”

Nian Jiu only reacted when he mentioned his sister, Shen Xingzhi was even more mixed, and could only deceive: "Yes, my sister is back, she is back, aunt, I am your sister's child and your nephew." ”

My sister is back.

My sister is really back!