Under the sunset, watching the small truck drive into the afterglow, Sun Daqin bent over and sighed.

"Village chief, what a beautiful girl, you are simply a talented woman!"

After Sun Daqin finished speaking, Jiang Chen...

While playing, who are you going to be a talented woman with?

Are you all in this together, trying to trick me into staying in the village?

What a good thing to think of!

Tomorrow the tomato garden will be cut down!

At night, Jiang Chen came out of the Gaoqiao Hotel drunk, and went to the famine in the village, and the boss was very excited.

He never expected that the new village chief would be an honest and trustworthy person, he had been in this account for several years, and the village chief had two of them.

Therefore, he insisted on inviting Jiang Chen to a meal, and as soon as the wine was good, Jiang Chen drank too much.

At the entrance of the hotel, under a street lamp that is not very bright, frogs croaked non-stop.

"No, I'll squat for a while, you two go first!"

After Jiang Chen finished speaking, Chang Hongfu and Sun Daqin also squatted down drunkenly: "Village Chief, let's accompany you for a while!" ”

You say this person, you have to follow the right person.

Just like the two of them, the hotel is so close, they have lived a lifetime, and they have never been stunned.

Since following the village chief, the money has been earned, the restaurant has been opened, the leaders have dared to scold, and the people have lived happily!

"Village Chief, I never thought that I would be able to go to the next restaurant in my life, and it was you who led me to complete this dream!"

After Daqin finished speaking, he was so moved that he wanted to cry.

Even his own son never invited him to the restaurant!

Chang Hongfu also sighed with a flushed face: "Brother-in-law is right, follow the village chief to see!" ”

After the two of them finished speaking, the old man selling vegetables under the street lamp almost spit on Jiang Chen.

After the vegetable seller finished speaking, Chang Hongfu patted his thigh and stood up: "What do you mean?" ”

"Forget it, they're all poor."

Jiang Chen waved his hand and motioned for Chang Hongfu to sit down.

These people Jiang Chen understands that the Langlang Mountain Brigade is a well-known mutton town.

There are a lot of people who come from the town and county to eat mutton every day, and there are few places to sell things in the village, so the old man is waiting for these city people to eat and drink and buy their vegetables to take home.

As he spoke, Xu Zhiqiang came out with the beer belly in his arms.

Xu Zhiqiang opened the door, Sun Aiguo led the way in front, although he drank and walked, he still kept apologizing: "Leader, leader, let you be wronged to eat these in our small place!" ”

After Sun Aiguo finished speaking, he helped the gold wire glasses and hurriedly went to the car door, and the big-bellied leader waved his hand: "This restaurant is good, the whole sheep is very distinctive!" ”

After the big belly finished speaking, he stroked his Mediterranean hair, Jiang Chen turned his head and was startled: "Grass, what kind of red light is installed at the door of the restaurant?" ”

When I looked at it again, I went, and the leader's face was red like a monkey's buttocks.

"Zhiqiang, let the village break the bank!"

Before getting into the car, the leader patted Xu Zhiqiang on the shoulder, and Xu Zhiqiang hurriedly pulled the car door: "It's not a cost, it's only 3,000 yuan, and it's all on the account!" ”

After Xu Zhiqiang finished speaking, the old man who sold vegetables hurriedly came over with a few cabbages: "Leader, bring two cabbages!" ”

"It's all home-grown, and I haven't used pesticides!"

Closer to the light, Jiang Chen saw the old man clearly.

The old man had white hair, his face was wrinkled, he was over sixty years old like Sun Daqin, he was thin and had only one skin left, his clothes were sloppy, and his white coat was black and oily.

"Go away, old Fantou, why are you everywhere? Is the leader a person who eats cabbage? ”

After Xu Zhiqiang finished speaking, he pushed the old fan head away, and the old fan head came over with the cabbage again: "Just bring one, it's not expensive......

Old Fan's voice was obviously quieter, and there was no longer a smile on his face, and he lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong.

"Hey, that old man..."

The leader in the car beckoned to the old man Fan, the old man's eyes lit up, he was like a child with candy, holding two cabbages and coming to the car window.

"Thank you, leader, how many do you want?"

After the old fan finished speaking, Xu Zhiqiang blocked him again: "Go away, what are you doing here?" ”

"Leader, there are so many poor people that you can't take care of."

The leader waved his hand at Xu Zhiqiang, and Old Man Fan hurriedly pasted a smiling face: "Leader, you can buy two!" ”

The leader didn't answer Old Man Fan's words, he raised his head and looked at the orange street lamp: "Fellow, this year's harvest is okay!" ”

Speaking of the harvest, Old Man Fan was in a hurry, he just wanted to sell two cabbages!

What are you talking about?

"It's okay, how many do you want?"

"It's good if the harvest is good, as long as you work hard, the days will be sweet!"

"Now that the people are living a good life, I am relieved."

"Xiao Wang drives, let's hurry back to the county and report to the secretary!"

After the leader finished speaking, with the roar of the engine, the car disappeared into the night.

The night is getting thicker and the lights are getting brighter.

Sun Aiguo supported Xu Zhiqiang, and the two of them got into the car with a smile, and only the old man Fan, who was selling vegetables, was left under the street lamp holding two cabbages and bending over, looking into the distance with a blank face.

"As long as you work hard, will the days be really, really?"

Old Fan Tou muttered and repeated the leader's words, and his eyes became more and more confused.

"!"

Jiang Chen stopped the wild motorcycle, and he lit a cigarette.

"How much does cabbage cost?"

Jiang Chen said and took out his wallet from his pocket, since the popularization of mobile payment in recent years, few people have brought wallets.

Old Man Fan turned his head and looked at Jiang Chen, this was the person he had just spurned.

"A dime and a pound, do you want it?"

After the old man finished speaking, Jiang Chen pointed to the dozen or so cabbages on the ground and asked, "How much do you want?" ”

Old man Fan looked at Jiang Chen with a puzzled expression, and then looked at the cabbage on the stall.

It stands to reason that the people in the village have never been short of vegetables.

"It's a total of fifteen yuan, I'll calculate it cheaper for you, just give me 10 yuan!"

Looking at a small cart of cabbage for only 10 yuan, the old man said it was so low, and then looked at the whole sheep for 3,000 yuan, Xu Zhiqiang said that it was only 3,000 yuan.

I don't know why, but suddenly, Jiang Chen felt that he didn't want to pay back the famine in the village in the future.

"Don't look for 100 yuan."

After Jiang Chen finished speaking, he took out a red ticket and handed it over, and Old Man Fan took the money and took out a handkerchief from his arms.

opened the handkerchief, and it was wrapped in bits and pieces of loose money: "No, my cabbage is only worth a few dollars, I'll find you money!" ”

"I said I wouldn't look for it, I wouldn't look for it! Get the money out of here! Exercise! ”

After Jiang Chen finished yelling, he remembered Sun Aiguo's words, there are too many poor people, you can't save them!

Is it because there are many poor people that we don't save them?

"Thank you, thank you!"

Old man Fan loaded Jiang Chen with cabbage, and watched Jiang Chen get on the wild motorcycle, Old Man Fan shouted at Jiang Chen with a stubborn face: "Those who come here to eat and drink are not good people!" ”

"If it weren't for my grandson's illness, I need money to treat him, and my old fan won't give you a bow today!"

After Lao Fan finished speaking, he wiped his tears and rode on a tricycle and slowly walked into the night.

Looking at the figure in the distance, Jiang Chen scolded: "You old bastard, Lao Tzu eats your own money!" ”