Accountant Wan was about to pack up the account books and prepare to go home for lunch, Zhao Yunfei saw that only he was left, but he didn't call his name, he was anxious and strange, and hurriedly entered the house and asked Accountant Wan: "Third master, why didn't you ask me to receive the disaster relief money?"

Accountant Wan didn't raise his head and said, "Your family has no disaster relief funds." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"No disaster relief funds for my family?" Zhao Yunfei was puzzled, his eyes widened and asked, "My family has also been affected, why don't I have one?"

Accountant Wan looked a little impatient, and said with a stiff face: "Why? Because your family is not a family, your father is gone, and your mother has run away, can you two children call a family?"

Zhao Yunfei's face was flushed when he heard Accountant Wan's words, and he said loudly: "My mother didn't run away, she went out to work!"

"I didn't run, why didn't I run for three years, I didn't come back, I didn't send you money, I didn't believe she could keep it at such a young age!" After speaking, Accountant Wan looked at Zhao Yunfei with a smile.

Zhao Yunfei was stunned at the door, although he still didn't seem to understand the affairs of men and women, but he also knew that what Accountant Wan said about "can't keep it" was not a good word, his face was impassive, but his fists were clenched, but then he slowly loosened down, he was no longer the hairy boy who swung his fists desperately because of a word - his inner maturity was far beyond his age.

"It's useless to stand here, go home, I'm going to lock the door." Accountant Wan said to Zhao Yunfei while locking the account book into the drawer, completely unaware that he was almost beaten by the old fist.

Regarding Accountant Wan's explanation, Zhao Yunfei faintly felt that something was wrong in his heart, but he couldn't say anything about him.

Although he is more mature than his peers, after all, he is still a child who has just graduated from primary school, and he lives in such a small isolated mountain village, and he does not know much about many things about rats and dogs.

Zhao Yunfei's heart was extremely cold at this time, and he originally planned to go to the town to repair the TV at home after receiving the money, Xiao Ji has always wanted to watch cartoons, although she never said it, but she often watched cartoons on other people's TVs at the door of her neighbor's house and was reluctant to leave, even if she couldn't see it clearly, she had to listen to the sound, looking pitiful.

Zhao Yunfei is always short of money in his hand, and the TV has been dragging on without repairing it when it is broken, and he has been replanting corn after the hailstorm, and even daily expenses have become a problem, and he has no spare money to repair the TV.

The importance of this disaster relief fund is self-evident to Zhao Yunfei, but he didn't expect this money to come to naught in the end.

Walking out of the gate of the village committee in despair, thinking that Xiao Ji was still waiting for him to come back at home, his heart was extremely uncomfortable.

In a trance, Zhao Yunfei collided with a person walking opposite.

The man was full of alcohol, and he grabbed Zhao Yunfei with his feet and was about to punch him.

Zhao Yunfei took a look and recognized it as one of his distant brothers, ranked fourth, nicknamed Bad Si'er, and the people in the village called him necrotic when he was familiar, this person ate, drank, prostituted and gambled, and almost smoked a big cigarette, maybe where he came back drunk after gambling.

Zhao Yunfei saw that the bad four were about to move his fists, and hurriedly shouted: "Fourth brother, it's me!"

Bad Si'er opened his drunken eyes hard, recognized Zhao Yunfei, let go of his hand, and said, "Yes, it's Brother Yunfei, why do you walk like you've lost your soul? Tell the fourth brother." ”

Zhao Yunfei was holding back his grievances and had nowhere to complain, and when he heard Bad Si'er say this, he couldn't help but say: "The disaster relief funds issued by the town, there is no one from my family, and I just yelled with Accountant Wan." ”

"What, what, no disaster relief money for your family, why, why?" asked Bad Si'er.

"Accountant Wan said that my family is not a family, and there is no disaster relief fund. Zhao Yunfei's face was full of frustration.

"Why isn't it a family?" asked Bad Si'er.

"Accountant Wan said that my father died, and my mother was not at home, so it was not considered a family. Zhao Yunfei explained.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, the bad Si'er stared at him drunk, and scolded: "Let ten thousand blind people ****** stinky bullshit, and bully our old Zhao family has no one? The disaster relief fund is allocated by the county, and it is issued according to the household registration book, as long as there is a household registration, this money will have a share, besides, how busy the county magistrate is such a big official, can he know whose father is dead in Donglongquan Village, whose mother is not at home? Can you have the time to take care of your small matter? Needless to say, this must be the village that hacked your money, you just go and ask Wan Blind, he must have a share... ...”

Bad Si'er is convincing, but it is not unreasonable, and he wants to continue nagging, but Zhao Yunfei has already run away.

In a word, wake up the people in the dream, in fact, things in the countryside are not complicated, the main thing is that the peasants are too easy to deceive and bully.

At this time, Accountant Wan had already returned home, Zhao Yun flew to Accountant Wan's house, Accountant Wan and his fat wife were having lunch, the two of them each held a big blue and white bowl, the bowl was filled with noodles, the noodles were full of shredded meat slices, and there were oil flowers floating in the noodle soup.

In remote rural areas, there are not many families who can eat like this regularly during the New Year's holidays.

Accountant Wan was holding the bowl and was filling a large piece of fat into his mouth, when he saw Zhao Yunfei pushing the door in, he had already guessed Zhao Yunfei's intentions in his heart, hurriedly put down the bowl, and asked hypocritically: "Has Yunfei eaten?"

"No need for the three masters," Zhao Yunfei stood at the door and said, "I just came to ask about the disaster relief funds again, the county and town should be allocated according to the household registration, my family has a household registration, and there is no account cancellation, why don't I have my family's money?"

This sentence made Accountant Wan speechless, and he looked at his wife face to face, and sighed for a long time before saying: "Yunfei, I am an accountant, and I am only responsible for distributing money according to the list, as for whether there should be your family's money, I don't know about this!"

Zhao Yunfei's face was gloomy, and he stared at Accountant Wan and said, "You don't know, so who knows?"

Accountant Wan was silent for a moment and said, "You go and ask the village party secretary." ”

Zhao Yunfei heard this, didn't say a word, and turned his head out of the 10,000 accountant.

The village party secretary is a gallant house, a courtyard of two acres of land, a two-story small building, up and down more than 600 square meters, the floor is inlaid with white tiles, all-plastic steel windows, the roof is inlaid with golden glazed tiles, the overall shape is like a hat, according to the rural feng shui this is called "official hat", the wall is more than three meters high, smeared with cement inside and out, the top of the wall is also full of glass ballast, the lofty gatehouse is also inlaid with glazed tiles, the center of the gatehouse is built with a plaque, inlaid with two dragons flying phoenix dancing gilt characters: Wanfu.

Below the gatehouse is a pair of large red iron doors, on which nine hundred and eighty-one brass rivets shine,

Compared with the low-slung bungalows around it, this house stands out from the crowd, and there is no doubt that the village party secretary Wan Dan Cao is the first part of the village to get rich.

As soon as Zhao Yunfei's footsteps stopped in front of the big red iron gate of the Ten Thousand Courage Operator, a huge yellow-haired Tibetan mastiff pounced on the iron door when he heard the sound, barking while holding the door with his paws.

Wan Baoliang, the second son of Wan Dare Cao, came out of the house, shouted loudly at the Tibetan mastiff, led the Tibetan mastiff into the iron cage, and then opened the door, saw that it was Zhao Yunfei, and said coldly: "Is there something wrong?"

"Second brother, is the second uncle at home? I want to ask something. Although Zhao Yunfei was angry in his heart, he did not lack courtesy.

Wan Baoliang tilted his head and said, "Drinking in the house." ”

Zhao Yunfei followed Wan Baoliang into the house, only to see that the house was full of cigarette smoke, and there were stewed meat, stewed chicken, fried fish, fried peanuts, cold tofu shreds and other appetizers on the table of the Eight Immortals.

The air conditioner in the house blew bursts of cold air, compared with the general temperature of the stove outside the house, it is simply two worlds, Zhao Yunfei couldn't help but glance at the air conditioner hanging on the wall, he heard the people in the village say, the machine is very power-intensive, if you drive it all day, at least more than ten yuan of electricity, only the village party secretary, the village director and the electrician can afford it, because these families do not have to pay the electricity bill.

Wan Dale Cao was so drunk that his face was red, and when he saw Zhao Yunfei enter the house, he put down the wine glass, and did not let Zhao Yunfei sit, and said: "You kid, you are not staying at home in the heat of the day, why are you here with me?"

Zhao Yunfei glanced at the two people, and then his eyes stopped on Wan Dancao's face, and said: "It's about the disaster relief funds, I asked Accountant Wan why there is no family for me, and Accountant Wan asked me to ask you." ”

Wan Da Cao had just drunk a high number of liquor, his eyes were bloodshot and bloodshot, and he glared at him and said, "Ask me, what is there to ask, what do you need for disaster relief money when your family is no longer a household?"

This sounds no different from bandits, in the countryside, good people are really kind, bandits are also real bandits, and bandits will not have the slightest mercy when they bully good people, just like a hungry wolf eating a sheep.

Wan Dare is a wolf, and the villagers under his rule are the little sheep in his eyes, and everything they eat, wear, and use must come out of these sheep.

However, although Zhao Yunfei is not very old, he is not the little sheep that can be slaughtered.

When Zhao Yunfei heard this, he was angry and said: "Even if my family is not a family, there are still two living people on the table, and my family's land is not planted with wild grass, but also food, why is there no disaster relief fund for my family?"

Zhao Yunfei's words are really not easy to refute, Wan dare to be annoyed and ashamed, in front of the leaders of the town, a hairy child dares to question himself like this, it is really against the sky, squatted the wine glass on the table, the wine splashed on the table, and said: "I said no, no, what can you do?"

Zhao Yunfei was full of anger, feeling that his chest was about to explode, and said loudly: "The disaster relief money is not your family's money, why did you withhold it?"

Wan Dare Cao glared at the beads of his eyes and said, "I'll deduct it, what can you do?"

Zhao Yunfei stretched out his hand and pointed at Wan Dan Cao, also widened his eyes, and said, "If you dare to deduct my disaster relief money, I will dare to go to the town to sue ......."

Wan Da Cao slapped the table and scolded: "Little Wang Ba Lamb, you beat my family Jin Liang a few days ago, I haven't sued you yet, you still dare to sue me? Open your dog eyes and see, these two are the leaders of the town, if you have the ability, you will sue, if you don't sue you, you are ......a son of a bitch."