Let’s talk about Song Qingyun being in Zhuhua’s convenience store to teach her aunt to do her summer homework, Mao Gen quietly walked into the yard and stood behind the two of them and looked at it.

Song Qingyun was always tired of Mao Gen's vulgarity, frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

Mao Gen said with a smile: "It's okay, I can't come and see you, Secretary Song?"

"Speak straight away if you have something to do."

"It's really nothing. I see you in the teahouse. I want to invite you to have a cup of tea. I would like to thank you for raising fish for me in the pond before. Secretary Song, I have already soaked the bamboo flowers in the tea."

Song Qingyun knew that this kid must have something to do, and he didn't want to disturb his aunt's homework, so he nodded. "Okay, let's go to chat in front." He also told his aunt to do her homework by herself, and if she encounters something she doesn't understand, she will help her to read later.

Villagers have come to drink tea one after another, smoking the leaves cigarettes white, making people's throat itchy. Our Secretary Xiao Song hurriedly took a sip of tea before suppressing the discomfort in his throat.

He hurriedly asked Maogen to place the table and chairs outside the convenience store. The two of them sat on the side of the road while talking while basking in the sun, which was quite comfortable.

Mao Gen rarely diligently replenished the boiling water for Song Qingyun: "Secretary Song, look, I have been back to the village for a while. My family is not a poor household, and the grape greenhouse is not my share, and the country's various supplement and support policies do not have our share. This life is very enjoyable. I thought, it is not a solution to continue like this, so I came to ask the secretary for advice."

Song Qingyun immediately raised his vigilance and said seriously: "Why, I still want to raise fish in the pond?"

Maogen: "If the secretary wanted to rent the pond to me, I would definitely not refuse."

"Don't even think about it?" Song Qingyun said: "When I gave you a pond for two months, what was used for that place at that time? The village committee has not decided yet, and it is also empty. Now, the village committee has decided that the pond is the irrigation water source for the village and is also a tourist attraction. The grapes in our village are all green and pollution-free, and do not use pesticides and fertilizers. If you raise fish inside, pollute the water quality and affect the quality of the grapes? Also, there is a scenic spot, what does it look like when you make fish steaks inside, destroy the scenery."

Mao Gen: "Since Secretary Song refuses, I won't talk about renting a pond, but my family's difficulties are there."

Song Qingyun's vigilance was even more intense: "Do you want to evaluate poor households?"

Maogen's eyes were lit: "Can my family really evaluate the poor household?"

"That's definitely not possible. The country has strict standards for this matter, and you can't reach it." Song Qingyun knew that he had made a mistake and hurriedly interrupted him.

"Why can't it meet the standards? My mother and I earn less than 300 per month every month, and the food in the fields is barely enough to eat. Why are we not a poor household?"

Song Qingyun: "Maogen, I know that your family's life is difficult, but policies are policies, and there is no human favor to talk about. Although some places cannot be accurately covered, the maximum possible guarantee of fairness is that your family's monthly income is less than 300. But there is a problem here. I heard that you have a father who used to be a driver who drove a truck, and the driver's income is very high. Although he ran away with someone many years ago and never went home, his income should also be calculated in your family's income, so that your family will not meet the standards."

Mao Gen suddenly asked, "What if my father dies?"

"Of course you can...hiss... Maogen, you bastard, how can you curse your own father to die?"

Mao Gen snorted: "Don't he die if he abandoned his wife and children at home? I've inquired that as long as this person has been missing for two years, he can apply for death and cancel the household registration from the public security organs. Then aren't my mother and I poor households? I'll do it tomorrow."

Song Qingyun complained in his heart, "There are fewer and fewer poor households in other villages to help the poor." But the number of people who are good is increasing, isn't that a joke?

He thought for a while and said, "Even if you go to the public security organ to report your father's disappearance, it is useless to be a poor household with a blocked card. Don't forget that you made money by raising fish in the previous episode. This can be found out from your bank accounts and consumption records. Didn't you buy a mobile phone and a computer? You have already passed the 3,000 poverty line. Well, you can at least guarantee that you will be lifted out of poverty for ten years."

Mao Gen screamed: "Ten years, ten years later, I'm so poor that I have no money. I'm going to be a bachelor for ten years?"

Song Qingyun finally laughed: "Yes, that's it."

Mao Gen: "Ten years, Secretary Song, who can stand this?"

After saying that, he burst into laughter.

After taking two more sips of tea, Maogen said, "Okay, I was just joking. The poor households couldn't make it happen. I really have something I want to ask you about Secretary Song."

Song Qingyun: "You said."

Mao Gen thought for a while and said, "Secretary Song, do you think I can be a video UP master? Can I make money?"

"You are the video UP master?" Song Qingyun was stunned and looked up and down at Maogen.

"Secretary, what are you looking at?"

Song Qingyun: "Mao Gen, your personal image is really not very good. Moreover, being a video UP host is not as easy as we imagined. First of all, you must be talented, or at least be able to speak eloquently."

"Am I not good at speaking?"

"It's pretty good, but the most important thing in making videos is to have content and things that interest the audience. Look at Ronan, they have the most beautiful village girl's character, and they usually take pictures of the scenery of rural students and Hongshi Village. The beautiful scenery and interesting rural life are quite attractive. If you follow the trend, you will lose the freshness, and you don't want to watch a young man who is digging for the land and growing vegetables?"

"Who is obscene?" Mao Gen muttered.

Song Qingyun: "What is the saying that you can't do to carry water? You can break your waist by yourself. Don't watch Luo Nan shoots videos every day, and just say a few words to make money, but the efforts you put in behind are not as hard as you can imagine. The videos she makes have a theme, and the team of Boss Du and his daughter helps her design scripts and provide guidance, but you don't have these."

Mao Gen snorted: "Then I don't care, I just want to shoot a video. Song Qingyun, don't underestimate people."

Song Qingyun: "If you don't agree with me, that's your power, and I can't say anything. You don't need the approval of the village committee when you are a video UP owner. As long as the uploaded video complies with the website regulations and the national laws, and the whole nation is a self-media, then you still ask me what I do?"

Mao Gen squeezed out a smile: "Secretary Song, don't I know how to shoot videos and edit them? I'll come here to ask you for advice."

Song Qingyun: "I don't understand much either. You go to Luo Nan for this matter. She is an expert."

Maogen said: "What did I go to find her? He was scared when he saw me and was willing to teach me?"

Song Qingyun said: "Who told you that you are so gangster and so cumbersome? Don't talk about her, I wouldn't be willing to teach you if I could."

Mao Gen suddenly became angry: "Song Qingyun, who do you think is tedious and vulgar?"

Song Qingyun: "Whoever is responsible for treacherous is clear in his heart."

Mao Genteng stood up and said, "I'm too lazy to tell you. Bamboo flowers and tea money are all calculated." Then he left.

Zhuhua walked over with a smile: "Secretary Song, ten yuan per cup."

"Okay, I'll transfer it to you." Song Qingyun smiled bitterly. Every time he came to Zhuhua to have a high price, who would he tell me about the reason?

A green country minibus parked under the pavilion across the road. Song Qingyun looked closely and saw Du Jingjing coming down from above with a big backpack on his back and waved to him with a smile: "Song Qingyun, you are here!"

When Song Qingyun saw her, she suddenly became happy and shouted: "I heard that you are going to grow old. I have been waiting here early in the morning, and I have been waiting for two hours."

Du Jingjing even smiled so hard that his eyes turned into crescent moons: "I'm lying, I'm so thirsty. Sister Zhuhua, give me a glass of water."

Song Qingyun hurriedly took a glass and poured her a glass of water.

Bamboo flowers: "Five pieces."

Song Qingyun: "It also charges money for boiled water, so expensive?"

"This is not boiled water, this is glass tea."

The so-called glass tea is boiled water in a glass cup. Wasn’t Hongshi Village poor in the past? The convenience store is a social center in the village. Some elderly people can’t afford the tea, so they come and spend a dollar to ask for a cup of boiled water for a day.

Because drinking white water is not good, it is called glass tea.

Song Qingyun was helpless: "Okay, you have the final say in the boss."

Du Jingjing: "I'll pay the bill." Then he picked up the teacup and drank it in small sips.

Bamboo Flower: "If it is a scenic spot, then you don't have any money."

"Thank you, Mrs. Zhuhua, I'm leaving."

"I'll send you over and see if your father can have a meal or two." Song Qingyun shouted to the convenience store again: "Auntie, after finishing homework, go to Boss Du's house to find me. Our lunch and dinner are all settled. Don't do random questions, I'm going to check it."

After saying that, he reached out to take Jingjing's backpack, and his subordinate sank and couldn't help asking: "What kind of mess is it pretending to be so heavy?"

"Several sets of clothes change, the others are books. Are you going to take the exam?" Du Jingjing said: "It seems that you will be in the exam room in three days. It's too hasty. I'm afraid I will fail the exam."

Song Qingyun smiled and said, "How could it be possible to fail the exam? Our Jingjing classmate is a top student. He can easily pass even if he doesn't review and enter the exam room. Why? You really plan to take the exam seriously."

Du Jingjing: "Since you are going to take the exam, you have to prepare well. If you do too poorly, it will be embarrassing."

"Indeed, at least I have to go through it."

While talking, the two walked towards the Baima Bookstore Inn.

Du Jingjing said that because of the exam, she asked the company for a week off and returned to the provincial capital on the day of the exam. She worked a few extra days to catch up with the work that had been lost.

Speaking of this, she sighed and said, "The last performance ranking department in the first half of the year is not to be eliminated at the end."

"Who dares to eliminate it? That's unreasonable?" Du Limi's voice came.

It turned out that the two of them had already entered the inn before they knew it.

Inside, Durimi is putting a fish in a plastic bag into the repaired pool.

The fish are very small, just like rice grains, and are shining with silver light, but they are hard to recognize.
Chapter completed!