Zanthoxylum bungeanum

Chapter 132

Li Yan looked at Liu Huaying, "Uncle Liu, good things don't go out, and bad things spread far and wide. It seems that I have a good reputation."

Liu Huaying nodded, "Then what do you think?"

Li Yan shrugged indifferently, "I don't have the energy to think about these things now. After becoming the village head, I have a lot of things to do. I'm too busy thinking about village affairs."

Liu Huaying became interested, "Yanzi, you are very confident in yourself. Tell me, what will be the first thing you want to do if you become the village chief?"

In the past, how much land each household had was recorded in the book. After the villagers left, the land was left unused, and some places close to the village were planted by the remaining villagers.

Li Yan planned to re-fix the existing land of each household as soon as he took over, and register the remaining unplanted ones. When someone moves to Pingya Village, they will be distributed to them for planting.

Liu Huaying was very happy, she was quick-witted, she gave a thumbs up, "Swallow, this is you!"

Li Yan laughed, "Uncle Liu, isn't that what you thought? Just watch, I will revive Pingya Village step by step."

At the beginning, Liu Huaying just had the idea of ​​giving it a try, but she never thought that she would exceed her expectations.

"Huh, it's fantastic." Han Chunguang sneered. There is no doubt that the rural output value is low, and the abandonment of Pingya Village is irresistible.

Liu Huaying looked at Han Chunguang with disheveled hair and dark face, and had an idea, "Swallow, what if someone doesn't believe you?"

Of course Li Yan also heard what Han Chunguang said, "I don't care what a coward says."

"Little Baicai, who do you call a coward!" Han Chunguang was not happy to be said so by a timid person before.

Ah, I was so angry that I even called my own nickname, which meant that there was still help, Li Yan looked at him with a smile, "King of repetition, it seems that you really reset to factory settings, remember to call me by my nickname."

Liu Huaying also laughed, "This nickname is so obvious."

"Uncle Liu, Han Chunguang also has a nickname called Black Skin Fish." Li Yan turned to look at Liu Huaying instead of looking at Han Chunguang with a stinking face, "Let me tell you about the origin of this nickname, he likes to play very much." Water, I have spent a whole summer in the Xiaojin River, and my skin is tanned, just like the black-skinned slime in the river."

Han Chunguang stood up in embarrassment and anger and wanted to leave the kitchen. Han Chunmao just came over to wipe his face with a towel wrung out of hot water, and put his hand on his shoulder, "Aren't you coming to the kitchen? Be honest and listen."

Han Chunguang was so angry that he was dying. When his father left, his elder brother was only ten years old and he was four years old.

My elder brother started working in the fields with his mother after he finished elementary school at the age of 12. He was used to running up and down hills with them. When he was seven years old, he couldn't stop going to school and couldn't sit in the classroom.

His grades were not good, so the older brother asked him to repeat the grade. After being retained once in the first grade, Han Chunguang also knew how to be shy, so he studied hard and listened to the lectures. He did not repeat the grade in the second grade. As soon as he relaxed his mind, it happened to be summer vacation. Yes, the third grade stayed again.

"Swallow, don't mention the other one." To save him some face, Liu Huaying winked at Li Yan.

Li Yan saw Han Chunguang staring at her in dismay, and snorted coldly, "No matter what you look at, you are not afraid of death, but you are afraid of what others will say to you, you are really useless."

"You dare to scold me, do you want to be beaten!" Han Chunguang stood up abruptly, glaring at me.

(End of this chapter)