I practice the Tao by blind practice

Chapter 113 Letters
Wuyang Town, Chenjiaping Village.

Next to the paddy field, on the ridge that is only a few tens of centimeters wide, Jiang Meixian is holding a sickle and harvesting the soybeans that he planted here.

The family only has more than two acres of fields, and the little grain they grow is barely enough for rations, so there is no way to save much spare money!

Most people would not waste this bit of land on the ridge, they would just grow some vegetables or soybeans or mung beans.

"Meixian, isn't your little Hai not admitted to university, so you're at home?"

"You are busy in the field, why didn't he see anyone? If he doesn't learn to do the things in the field, what will he do for a living in the future?"

On the ridge, there were other people busy with farm work, and the one who was speaking at the moment was an aunt who was only a few meters away from Jiang Meixian.

"Aunt Mei, our family, Xiaohai, went to the county town to find work to make money!"

"Although he is not good at studying, he still has the ability to make money. For ordinary college students, when it comes to making money, I'm afraid they may not be better than my Xiaohai!"

"It's only been a while since he came out of school, and he's already brought back several thousand yuan. You should know that the TV at my house was bought by our Xiaohai with money!"

Although it was idle chatter, Jiang Meixian deliberately puffed out her chest when she said this.

"In just one or two months, can you make so much money?"

"Meixian, you have to watch your Xiaohai a little bit, don't let him mix with bad guys!"

"In the county town, it is indeed stronger than in the town, but if you don't do bad things, how can ordinary people earn thousands of dollars in a month or two..."

With a strange face, Aunt Mei said again with a serious expression.

However, Jiang Meixian forcibly interrupted her words just halfway through.

"Aunt Mei, I know what kind of temper my Xiaohai has!"

"If you want to say that Erpi Huasheng and the others in the village are doing bad things in the county, I believe it. If you want to say that my Xiaohai is mixed up with bad people, that's nothing but fart!"

With a straight face, Jiang Meixian directly told Aunt Mei.

Aunt Mei laughed strangely, she simply scoffed at Jiang Meixian's words.

"Group three, Chen Hai from Chen Zhonghua's family, urgent registered letter from Kyoto, please hurry to the village department to pick it up..."

Jiang Meixian was about to refute Aunt Mei when at this moment, a few hundred meters away, the loudspeaker specially installed in the village suddenly rang.

These days, communication is very inconvenient. If there is any notification in the village, it has to be handed down to the hands of the farmers, and it is really troublesome to notify each household.

Since these loudspeakers were installed, it must be much more convenient for the village to notify the subordinates of any matters.

At first, Jiang Meixian thought she had heard the notification on the speaker wrong!
It wasn't until the voice inside rang three or four times that she confirmed that there was indeed a letter from Kyoto in the village department, and she asked her son to collect it.

At this time, for most rural people, the farthest place they have been to is probably the county.

As the capital of Yanhuang Kingdom, the letters from Kyoto, just listening to them, will make people feel tall.

"Our family, Xiaohai, knows many big bosses. He has acquaintances in the capital. Look, they have sent registered letters!"

After curling her lips at Aunt Mei and giving her a provocative look, Jiang Meixian put the sickle in her hand to her waist, straightened her chest, and walked in the direction of the village.

Twenty minutes later, at the entrance of the village department of Chenjiaping Village.

"Sister Meixian, are you here to help Xiaohai get the letter? Please, please!"

Chen Er, the village party secretary today, seemed extraordinarily enthusiastic. Jiang Meixian had just appeared at the entrance of the village gate, and he had already cheerfully greeted him.

"Hey, is the sun coming out from the west today? You, Secretary Chen, do you still know to call me Sister Meixian?"

With a straight face, Jiang Meixian didn't have a good look at Chen Erleng.

The last time this guy led a group of people to move things in his house seemed to be just yesterday.

"Sister Meixian, there must be some misunderstanding between us!"

"A few days ago, it was indeed our fault to go to your house to collect collections. However, that was a task assigned by the higher-ups. I have nothing to do except follow it!"

"Those people who went to your house that day, as you have seen, do not belong to the village, they came directly from the town."

"You remember the guy who slapped you twice, right? Let me tell you, that guy has been sentenced to death and shot!"

"Everyone has already ended up like this, why are you so angry!"

……

With a smile all over his face, Chen Erleng explained to Jiang Meixian.

"It's useless to tell me these things. I came to the village to help my Xiaohai get the letters. Where are the things?"

With a sullen face, Jiang Meixian didn't listen to Chen Erlen's explanation at all.

They are all from the village, and they know the basics. Most of the villagers know what kind of guy Chen Erlen is in front of him.

This guy, in front of her today, behaved so abnormally, Jiang Meixian always felt that he was a weasel giving a New Year greeting to a chicken, and he had no good intentions at all.

"Sister Meixian, the letter is in the village, just wait a moment, I'll bring it to you right away!"

Chen Er was still smiling, he didn't show any displeasure because of Jiang Meixian's cold face!

After inviting Jiang Meixian to sit on a wooden sofa in the village, he poured her a cup of hot tea with his own hands, and then he temporarily excused himself and went out for a few minutes.

When he came in again, besides a letter, there was a red envelope in his hand.

"Sister Meixian, last time, the TV at your house was damaged by bumps and bumps in the village."

"Two days ago, after I heard about this incident, I severely criticized the staff below."

"We grassroots cadres must not take the people's needles and stitches, put a good TV in the village, and if we don't pay compensation, others will point at our spines and scold us!"

……

With a sincere and sincere appearance, Chen Erlen folded the red envelope in his hand with the letter, and handed it to Jiang Meixian.

With a suspicious look on her face, Jiang Meixian really had some doubts. Did Chen Er Leng take the wrong medicine today?

But after hesitating for a while, she still took the red envelope and the letter.

"Chen Zhishu, you are too polite. My TV has a bit of a bump, but it has no effect on the broadcasting of the program. How dare you ask the village to pay my family compensation?"

Although Jiang Meixian didn't open the red envelope directly, she quietly weighed it with her fingers.

After she was roughly sure that there was really a small stack of banknotes in the red envelope, her stern face finally eased a little.

Envelopes these days, many units are custom-made by themselves.

Putting away the red envelope, when Jiang Meixian's eyes fell on the letter in her hand, her heart jumped wildly in an unsatisfactory 'thump'.

(End of this chapter)