Reborn 1980: The Peasant Girl of Vanves

Chapter 164
The head of Nanzhu Village went to the bamboo forest first, and saw a few villagers from the village bent over and planing bamboo seedlings.

Old man Liu said that when digging bamboo seedlings, you should bring some lumps of soil, so as not to plant them that don't like to live.

Therefore, when planing bamboo roots, it is necessary to dig deeper.

The villagers who dug the bamboo seedlings were talking loudly while working, calculating whether to sell the bamboo seedlings first to buy alcohol or cigarettes, or to pay school fees for their children, and to buy face cream for their wives.

All of them were smiling and working hard, even throwing away their coats and only wearing a sweat-soaked vest.

They didn't even see the village head coming.

The hole dug for the bamboo seedlings is not as dense as what Ermai Tai and the others said, but it can be done if you accidentally fall and don't break your leg.

The face of the village chief gradually became gloomy like the weather at this time.

Facing the cool north wind, the head of Nanzhu Village stomped to Old Man Liu's house with his hands behind his back.

Old man Liu's yard was very lively.

Old man Liu's son was sitting on a saddle with money in his hand, recording and paying the villagers for bamboo seedlings.

Old man Liu walked back and forth among the bamboo seedlings, checking which bamboo seedlings were acceptable and which ones were not.

If possible, he would deliver it to the warehouse in person, and ask his son to pay for it.

I thought it would take seven days to harvest all 400 bamboo seedlings, but today is the third day, and more than [-] bamboo seedlings have been harvested.

The villagers of Nanzhu Village were afraid of missing this opportunity to make money, and all of them turned red-eyed.

As long as you can swing the pickaxe, as long as you can go up the mountain, go out and dig bamboo seedlings.

Even Grandpa Ermai Tai, who is over 70 years old in the village, dug three trees back today.

Old man Liu inspected it for him, paid the money, and specifically told him, "Old man, you'd better not go to the mountains. Linshen Road is not easy to walk. If you want to dig, let your grandson do it. He is a stupid, thick and fat man at a young age." Yes, how can you not work?!"

"Don't say anything, I have to do this job every day, instigate people?

Or earn some money to buy painkillers. "The old man bowed his waist and waved his hands.

Before leaving the yard, the village chief came.

The village chief's face was not good-looking, and when he entered the hospital, he first rolled his eyes around, "Old man Liu, you have a pretty big business!"

The tone is bad, everyone can hear it.

Behind him were Er Mai Tai and the others, who slapped the things that leaked water under their feet.

Er Maitai's grandfather stood still, and his grandson followed, it must be a good thing!
Uncle Liu greeted him, at a loss what to do, "Village Chief, you are here, what kind of business is it, just doing work for others, collecting [-] bamboo seedlings, isn't it because my son's legs are not healed, and he is short of money!

No matter what happens, it has to be cured. If you marry a daughter-in-law, you will be poor. "

Uncle Liu's son unconsciously thumped the injured leg lightly with his fist, feeling deeply guilty.

It's all because I got my old father down.

"Hahaha, you are busy, don't delay your work when you are busy." The village chief said to other villagers, haha.

Then he sat on the bamboo stool Old Man Liu gave him, and said slowly, "Old Liu, it's a good thing for you to earn money, but this bamboo is the resource of our Nanzhu Village, why did you sell it on your own initiative?

No matter what, I have to tell Murakami that in your eyes, bean buns are too inappropriate for dry food, and the village chief is not an official in your eyes! "

Old man Liu was put on such a hat for no reason, and suddenly panicked, "Oh, what did the village chief say, how can I take you out of office?

You are the biggest in Nanzhu Village, but you are our backbone. "

"Old Liu, you also know that I am the biggest in Nanzhu Village, so why don't you ask me about such a big deal?
Now some villagers report that you have destroyed the feng shui of Nanzhu Village and dug holes in the bamboo forest.

You also said that you used the resources of the big guys to sell money, what do you say about this? "

"I, I..." Old man Liu anxiously looked at this and that, with a perplexed expression on his face.

Seeing that no one was willing to speak for him, his face turned red.

It was his son who said on the sidelines, "Village chief, it's not that my father doesn't give money for collecting bamboo seedlings. It costs two yuan per tree. Ask which villager doesn't get money?
We didn't keep the money from selling bamboo seedlings.

Besides, when the bamboo shoots came out, didn't every household pick them up and sell them in the market by themselves?
At that time, the village chief didn't care about it. We were looking for a way to make money for the villagers. Why couldn't we? "

The person who sold the bamboo seedlings also heard the words of the village chief.

Thinking that if the bamboo seedlings are not harvested, the way to get money will be cut off, and everyone is very anxious.

"Village chief, you know that bamboo grows too densely, thin and tall, and is not suitable for climate. Instead of chopping it up and burning it, it is better to sell it, and everyone will have two dollars to spend."

"That is, if there is no money for selling bamboo seedlings these two days, my son's tuition fees will still be owed to the school."

"My mother's asking for money is still not paid."

"The bamboo shoots are useful for both the mature bamboo and the bamboo shoots. The new ones are also lost every year. Why is old man Liu doing something good for the village, and some people are dissatisfied? Which bastard is it?" Er Maitai's grandfather glanced at it. Eye the village chief, pointing at Sang and scolding Huai.

"Grandpa, go to your house. It's none of your business here. You're so old. If you're not at home to enjoy yourself, why do you get involved in everything!" Er Maitai supported his master and pushed him out of the gate of old man Liu's courtyard.

His grandfather threw him away and took off the shoes on his feet, "You are useless, is there something about you here?
Those who are good at work don't work, they just think about how to cheat people all day long!

I will not beat you to death today, but leave you a disaster and ruin the reputation of your ancestors! "

The sole of the shoe in the old man's hand greeted Er Maitai vigorously.

Er Maitai hugged his head and hid back and forth.

Fighters, those who persuaded peace, made a fuss.

"Whose idea is it not to let Old Liu's family collect bamboo seedlings?

Who came up with a bad idea, and who gave me the money to take painkillers! "

The village head was originally very satisfied with his dismount, but it looked like Old Liu was on the right track.

Unexpectedly, he was defeated by Grandpa Ermaitai.

During the tugging, Grandpa Er Mai Tai fell to the ground, hitting his forehead on half of a brick.

A streak of bright red blood flowed down.

All the people in the yard came to smooth things over, but the grandson opened the head of the grandfather and bled, how could this be done?
The village head bit the bullet and coaxed Er Maitai's grandfather, saying that instead of sending his grandson to prison, it would be better for him to go home and kneel for two days.

After all, it was my grandson. When the old man was taken away, he turned around and told Old Liu, "Don't stop harvesting these bamboo seedlings, isn't it still short of a hundred or so?

After I go back to bandage the wound, I have to dig it! "

Old man Liu did not agree, nor did he refuse, there was nowhere to put his hands and feet.

Before leaving, the village chief said, "Anyway, there are big pits in the bamboo forest. If it's because of breaking Fengshui, I don't care what happened to our village!"

(End of this chapter)