Chapter 21: Feelings make you the bad guy

Author: Matcha flavored ice cream

Chapter 21: Feelings make you the bad guy

Yang Xiaole returned to his village, where the village chief was talking with a middle-aged man in his fifties.

The man is slightly younger than the village chief, about ten years old.

Both of them were wearing sleeveless vests and straw hats.

Yang Xiaole knew this person, village party secretary Huang Fugui.

The village chief of Yanggezhuang is not actually a village chief. Several nearby villages are gathered together to form a village.

Yanggezhuang can only be regarded as a cooperative group under Hongqi Village.

This is the real village chief.

It’s just that everyone is accustomed to calling the person in charge of their village the village head. (People in rural areas may know this!)

"Things are basically settled. We have to make preparations first. Once notified..."

Huang Fugui paused when he saw Yang Xiaole coming over.

Seeing that it was a child, he continued: "As soon as the notification comes out, it must be implemented immediately. You let Qingwen run around during the village meetings these days. If you step back, brother, Qingwen's decision will be final here from now on."

While the two were talking, they never stopped smoking for a moment.

Yang Zhengshan nodded gently with his hands behind his back.

"I know, I will also make arrangements here. When the time comes to vote, I will still vote for you."

"Third Grandpa!"

Yang Xiaole passed by and shouted to Yang Zhengshan.

The other party nodded with a smile, blew out a puff of smoke, looked at the thing in his hand and said with a smile: "How about soy sauce? So much!"

"Well, if you hit enough at one time, you won't run away next time."

"Okay, let's go back! Third Grandpa has something to do!"

"Okay, Third Grandpa, I'm going back first!"

After Yang Xiaole finished speaking, he walked towards home.

The two of them watched each other go, feeling like they were just children, so they didn't care about that.

Continue to wander and talk.

When Huang Fugui saw that the cigarette was gone, he stopped and tapped the cigarette stick on the heel of his shoe.

While taking out shredded tobacco and filling it up, he said: "I think you know about the village meeting, it has already started in other places.

Because of our special location, no one dares to make a decision.

Once there is news about the meeting on the Beidai River, the first thing to do is to deal with the affairs of each village, and then the affairs of the village. It must be arranged by then. It must be done quickly! To avoid problems, someone behind the scenes will say

You are being unfair."

"I know this. We have started to form the team committee in the past two days. If the meeting gives instructions by then, we will be able to make a smooth transition. If not, we will disband at a later stage."

…

Neither of them noticed that Yang Xiaole behind them had squatted down and pretended to tidy up his straw sandals.

In fact, there is a shitty arrangement, and there are no shoelaces at all.

When Yang Xiaole heard this, he thought of some experiences from later generations and immediately understood.

This has all been prepared for the commune.

As the two people walked away, Yang Xiaole stood up and walked towards home.

When I got home, no one was there.

The eldest sister probably took the fourth and fifth children to the river to wash clothes. This is also the daily life of the three of them.

After coming back, Yang Xiaole frowned.

After counting the days, I found that there was still about a month until the autumn harvest, but after the grain was harvested...and then...nothing happened.

(This is also the reason for the food shortage. If you don’t understand, I will explain it later. Some people should understand.)

Then he didn't think so much anymore,

It’s just a good time to take advantage of this two-month period to make some space.

But the most important thing at the moment is to find a way for my family members to find a living position in the production team, so that their work can be easier.

Not to mention other things, just the chefs and busboys in the canteen are comfortable enough.

He didn't know the details, so he could only wait and see in a few days before saying anything.

With thoughts in mind, he came to the kitchen.

Put the soy sauce on the stove.

Looking at the large amount of grain that had just been ground yesterday, he thought for a moment and put a lot of it into the space. At least it would be enough for the chickens to eat for the next ten days or so.

At that time, all kinds of vegetables are almost mature.

I got some well water and drank a big bowl, and the feeling of heat was immediately relieved a lot.

After finishing it, he returned to the kang in the room, took off his clothes and threw them aside, then went to sleep.

After all, my body has not recovered.

Woke up so early again in the morning.

In the past two days, I have relied solely on the special effects of the well water and my enthusiasm for suddenly gaining space.

When there was nothing left to do in the space, he felt extremely tired.

He lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

As for the mosquitoes!

Just bite!

Anyway, I'm used to it. I'm going to the supply and marketing cooperative in a few days to buy some mosquito coils. I just went to the consignment point and there's nothing for sale.

The consignment point is a bit bad. Things are sold out and they won't be restocked for a long time.

They all wait for a fixed time and receive the goods at once.

In fact, the supply and marketing cooperatives in the countryside are not much better. They have slightly more varieties and quantities, and some of the products that are in short supply are out of stock for a long time.

Especially things like matches.

…

"Third brother, third brother!"

In his sleep, Yang Xiaole was dreaming that he would be rich in the future, hugging each other on the beach and basking in the sun.

I just dreamed that the beautiful woman next to me gave me a mouthful of watermelon, and I was woken up by a shout.

Opening his eyes and looking at Laosi Xizi in front of him, he asked angrily: "Have you eaten?"

"No!"

"Is there something going on at home?"

"No!"

Xizi looked confused.

Hearing his words, Yang Xiaole cursed in his heart: Why are you yelling at me when nothing happens? I slept well, come here and wake me up.

If it were in his previous life, he would have been kicked away.

Looking at the little pudding in front of him, he shook his head helplessly, forget it, don't break it.

"I'll take a nap and call me while eating. You can do whatever you like!"

After scratching the area where the mosquito had bitten him, he turned over and continued to sleep.

Seeing his actions, Xizi pouted and left the room.

The third child is probably sick again.

When I woke up again, I was woken up by my mother, Wang Qiuju.

The other party came to the kang, pushed slightly, and asked softly: "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable again?"

This son has been in poor health since he was a child.

He gets tired very easily, so sleeping has become his way to recover his body.

Yang Xiaole squinted and opened his eyes.

After sleeping for a while, I felt better.
To be continued...