These people from other villages came to the village to catch the autumn wind without money.

In the past, when the village was poor, many girls went to Shizhu Village to get married. People in Shizhu Village said that this was called "Gaopan".

The people in Longmian Village were so angry that they had itchy teeth.

Now, the main thing is to borrow money, of course, this borrowing is probably not repaid.

They made a lot of money by making fake bags at that time, but they couldn't accumulate this money. Most of the people in the village were like this, and now there are some signs of Longmian Village.

Those who have money like to do fun things, mainly gambling, secondly prostitution, or cheating and having an affair.

As Meng Xiaoshao heard, three or four families came back and were having divorces, and they were having trouble making a deal for the real estate.

"Actually, their village was very lively at the beginning, but I couldn't help but like to show off. They all went out to gambling, and there were also people in our village who were envious... As a result, some people are going there now." Meng Xiaoshao sat in his own canteen every day. This kind of rumor is the most well-informed, and he sighed when he said it.

Zhou Fengtian was also stunned, but he didn't expect the situation in the village to break so quickly.

To be honest, the cultural quality of villagers is generally not high. With some money, it is common to break through this moral bottom line. Besides, Longmian Village is indeed a famous bad village, and the people here are really not very tempered and temperamental.

Not to mention changing customs and customs, this thing is called the nature of being difficult to change.

Zhou Fengtian was also helpless. He could build his own hometown, but he could not stand the rat shit in the village and could even corrupt the foundation of the village.

The human nature in this small village is sometimes harder to understand than many things.

Zhou Fengtian also felt a headache.

"We won't talk about the distance. Do you remember the Qiao Rongzhen, who is close to your house, Brother Qing?"

Zhou Fengtian nodded. This person is in his fifties. Anyway, the reputation in the village is not good. It is mainly reflected in the fact that he beats his son. This person is good at drinking and almost gave his son a sequelae. The son doesn't recognize him in this matter, and now he is going to split up.

"I have found a mistress now, but I didn't look for it now. I have been looking for it ten years ago. My son is seven or eight years old. No wonder I don't like my own son. Now I have made money and brought the mistress home.

Now the two women are sleeping in the same room. No, no, I heard from Lao Zhang that they have come here to do ideological work several times, but it’s useless. People keep going.

Speaking of which, this matter is not resolved at all. It’s not that there is a little money in my pocket. "Meng Xiaoshao said it vividly, and Zhou Fengtian was overwhelmed. The village committee estimated that the work in the second half of the year would be more than before.

Zhou Fengtian himself knew that he was not a material for ideological education, and this matter could only be left to the people of the village committee for headaches.

If it really doesn't work, some rules and regulations will be implemented. The main reason is that there are many young people in the village committee now, and they are not from the village, so they can't suppress the venue. When the area was being built before, Zhou Fengtian had to be dragged out.

Zhou Fengtian was used to being idle again. The village was so big that it was too big, and it was actually a bit destined to be destined.

This matter is a difficult problem. Zhou Fengtian had noticed it before, but he had no choice.

"I'll go to Lao Zhang to talk to you later. Can I find someone to suppress the situation? I'll just do this. The clan uncle is a little old. The old village chief is also recuperating now, so others really can't get it."

Zhou Fengtian pondered for a moment and finally said.

"Brother Qing, this matter is probably a muddy water. I want me to tell you that if these people are separated, they will separate their families. If they can't even separate their families, they can't even make money. What else do they have to make?

If you want to bet, bet. If the house is gone, they will naturally get out. If I ask me, these black sheep will have to die." Meng Xiaoshao was very radical.

Zhou Fengtian said helplessly: "According to your opinion, there are probably not many people left in our village, and you don't think about how chaotic our village was at that time."

Meng Xiaoshao muttered a few words, but said nothing, rubbed some breakfast, and handed it to Zhou Fengtian.

"Brother Qing, I want me to tell you that the older generation of people do have many problems, but we are all young people. Many of the young people in our Longmian Village are good, nothing bad, they are all upright, and we don't have anything to do, so we beg these old people not to be hindered, right..."

While talking, Meng Dashao walked over and shuddered at Meng Xiaoshao, "You guy think you are dragging me down, right? Without you, I will be defeated by the store."

"Dad, then how can I dislike you? Didn't I say that someone else's family?" Meng Xiaoshao saw his father's scream, a mouse, and cat, and he didn't dare to act rashly. Besides, he had to mess up the store before, so he couldn't raise his head in front of his father.

"You kid should take good care of yourself. We really can't control other people's affairs, so don't instigate you, Brother Qing, to make trouble. There is an old saying in our village, 'Good and bad, there will always be a day when you force blessings to keep.' Those who do evil will naturally have no place here, so they can't stay for a long time." Meng Dashao said this very interestingly.

Zhou Fengtian thought about it for a moment and found that he was actually quite capable and could also seek benefits and promote development for the place. However, when it was implemented on people, he seemed to hit cotton with one punch, and there was a bit of strength and no smell.

He somewhat understood that the descendants of the Dragon God saw the chaos in the past, but they didn't know what to do and their mentality.

Zhou Fengtian hesitated for a while and was about to go to the village committee. It would be good if he could adjust the matter a little.

But the two of them didn't say much, but Bai Li came out of it and said to Zhou Fengtian: "Brother Qing, have you heard that there are any relatives in your family?"

"Why are you doing my relatives?" Zhou Fengtian was also very curious and couldn't help but ask softly.

"I'm having a meal inside. I'm eating tofu. I heard someone next door wanting to go to your house, saying that it's your relative, the surname is Jin, and dressed in a rustic manner. Have I wondered about Aunt Jinzhi's family? I haven't heard of it? I didn't speak." Bai Li carried the breakfast, probably for his wife who had just passed the door.

Zhou Fengtian was stunned. He thought it was his father's mischievous relatives who came again, but how could he think that they were Jin Zhi's relatives... Moreover, according to Fang Min, Zhou Fengtian's origins were unusual. Could it be that he came when he saw the Zhou family make a fortune and smelled the smell?

The fire burned to his own house, so Zhou Fengtian hurriedly bought some, set up a table for the two girls in his family, and went to the Zhou family anxiously.
Chapter completed!