Yo, grandpa is here

Chapter 68 Rejection of Three Company
Counting on the grandfather of the family to uphold justice, there is only one result:
He has fairness and standards in his heart, centering on the grandma of the clan, and the principle of not hurting the body and mind of the grandma of the clan. One center and two basic points. If he grasps this principle, he will be able to get along very happily with the grandpa of the clan.

The two shrews in Yujiagou were tearing each other up, and Yu Buli was dragging Qingqing to a safe distance to popularize science:

"The droplets of saliva can spread up to 30-40 centimeters, and they will spray farther when they are emotional. Who knows if they are sick."

"Grandpa Zu, it's starting to fight, can it be done if we don't stop it?" Man Shan trembled.

"Let them slap them. After the slap, double the slaps. Come on, everyone hurry up and get the money."

Chen Qingqing organized everyone to come to collect the money, and it happened that the whole village was there except for the elderly with limited mobility, and they were divided into a circle one by one.

Yu Buli counted the money, Chen Qingqing kept the account, and after receiving the money, she would press her fingerprint, and the money would be distributed soon.

"I went to the city to purchase some food this time, and I will divide the food into several parts and send it to the elderly in the village with disabilities. This part is paid by the public account, and the part that is not enough is made up by our family."

Yu Buli's words are enough to win everyone's hearts. The old people in any village don't care about it. They just let them starve to death, but in Yujiagou, as long as they follow the two ancestors, no one will be hungry. Immortal.

It wasn't until the two shrews finished tearing it apart that they realized that the money had been distributed and the food had been weighed. A few men were sent out to distribute food, but they were the only ones who didn't get anything.

"Grandma Zu, I know I was wrong, and I accept the punishment! Does it mean that if I receive the punishment, I can follow up the mountain tomorrow?" Yu Cainiang sucked the nosebleed from the beating, and her hair was messed up, but her mind was still clear.

"Yes." Chen Qingqing said concisely.

She didn't clean up these two people simply because they were not pleasing to the eye, and management should not be mixed with too many personal emotions.

Everything she did today was to establish rules and facilitate future personnel management.

"From now on, our whole clan will be like this. There will be rewards and punishments. No matter who it is, even the patriarch and I, if we make a mistake, we will be punished the same. No one is allowed to mention it again, but tomorrow I will go to the mountain to collect herbs, and there will still be a lot of profit."

Yu Cainiang beamed with joy, with a battle-damaged face on her face, she slapped her face a few times, and hit her hard, and it was over in five strokes.

Seeing this, the other thieves hurriedly followed suit, crackling and beating, like setting off firecrackers.

Seeing this, the second aunt knew that she couldn't hide, so she could only raise her palms and fight reluctantly.

"Where are you going to fight mosquitoes? Go there and fight." Chen Qingqing compared Yu Cainiang.

Yu Cainiang seemed to have got a big deal, her eyes were shining, and this was really revenge and revenge.

The unreliable friendship established between the two shrews for a long time was completely disintegrated by Chen Qingqing today.

"Listen up, everyone. I punished these people today, and no one is allowed to talk about them in the future. If I hear someone gossip behind their backs and undermine the unity of the village, they will be severely punished. The village must find a way out in peace now. The most taboo is disunity, and today’s event is to let you know that no matter how many difficulties there are outside, we are a whole, if you don’t abandon the village, the village will not abandon any of you.”

These speeches were deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and they were well-founded. They not only punished the chaos in the village, but also won everyone's hearts.

Even the few who didn't go up the mountain thought Chen Qingqing's words were excellent. Not only did they not resent Chen Qingqing for punishing them, but they were even grateful in their hearts. Work hard.

Distributing money in public not only boosted morale, but also made everyone in Yujiagou see hope. Holding the copper plate in their hands, the real touch convinced them that this was not a dream, and that it was possible to live a better life in the future.

"Grandma Zu, when will we go up the mountain again?" Someone asked impatiently. Although it was a bit late now, everyone was in high spirits and wished they could travel all night and stay in the mountains and never come back.

"Leaving early tomorrow morning, we will take advantage of the fact that everyone is here. Let's just study the matter of changing the name of the village. I have chosen a few names. Let's see which one is better."

Chen Qingqing gave Yu Fuyao a look, and Yu Fuyao took out a few small wooden boards, on which were Chen Qingqing's words written on burnt wood.

In this village, apart from Yu Buli and his wife, only Man Shan could read a few words. Others saw Man Shan glance at the board, his face changed, and his hands shook.

"No, absolutely not! Is this okay?"

Man Shan refused San Lian.

Everyone was curious, what exactly was written?
Yu Buli read the words written on the wooden board:
"Great Prison, Dafeng Village, Qiandao, City of the Dead, Underpants Village—???"

After reading the last one, the corners of Yu Buli's mouth twitched, looking at Chen Qingqing, she spread her hands innocently.

"Look, you feel the shock, and it's even more shocking when the bandits come."

"Grandma Zu, isn't this name too unlucky?" Someone asked boldly.

The others nodded.

This is more than unlucky, it's simply bad luck—whose decent village has such a weird name?
Underpants Village, how did you think about it? !

"Our village is too unlucky, and it seems that we can't survive. Your grandfather and I found a quack warlock and chose a method of fighting poison with poison, using an unlucky village name to fight against bad luck."

In fact, Yujiagou is going to be unlucky, and Chen Qingqing asked Yu to spread the rumor.

The rumors have just spread today, and it will take some time for them to ferment. In a few days, all the nearby villages will know that Yujia Village is sick and went to the doctor indiscriminately, and asked a charlatan to change his name to fight against bad luck.

Chen Qingqing only told the villagers half of the truth, and kept the other half of the truth, so that the villagers would think it was true.

Only the truth that everyone believes can be credibly spread, and can deceive the bandits.

The children who followed her and Yu Buli must be able to guess the truth, especially Yu Fa, who should have guessed Chen Qingqing's layout by now, which was also Chen Qingqing's goal.

Team building, in addition to winning people's hearts, must also cultivate successors.

She deliberately let these children look at the problem from different angles, and personally told them what is the overall situation, so that the successors trained in this way will not be inferior in ability. As for what role each child will play in the team in the end, It all depends on their own understanding.

Everyone collectively disliked the names chosen by the grandma of the clan, and they couldn't choose which one to use after pushing and shoving for a long time.

"Hurry up and choose. After the selection, everyone will go back to their respective houses for dinner, and they will go up the mountain tomorrow." Chen Qingqing couldn't help urging them seeing how entangled they were, these people have no courage at all, look at her good boy, In order to survive, he was given the name of "Niuzi". Isn't it different to live with gusto?
"Grandma Zu, I have a proposal." A little daughter-in-law stood up tremblingly.

　Old in the family history of the village, there is indeed a record of bandits walking around because of the inauspicious name of the village, it is definitely not my nonsense!I am a self-disciplined and rigorous author. Although I am not good at mathematics and occasionally make miscalculations, and I often delay updates, ahem, but I don’t know how to write nonsense.

　　
　
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