Rebirth of the Non-Mainstream Village Chief

Chapter 7 Connectors
Seventy to eighty villagers who came to seek work gathered in a short while, many of them lived with foreign surnames, and Chen surnamed Zhuang also had a lot of laborers.

Sure enough, five yuan a bag of Northeast rice was not attractive enough, and instead of ten yuan a day's wages, Chen Dacun's despicable prestige was regarded as a fart to some Chen family members.

Huang Dalong moved the lame square table in the old house outside the door, strengthened the lame leg, and stood on it.

"Folks, don't crowd around, listen to me! Brother Ba has spoken, as long as the villagers are willing to help build houses, he will want them. There is no limit on the number."

As soon as these words came out, the scene suddenly became orderly.

"Brother Ba also said that he is grateful to the villagers for not treating him as an outsider to the Yang family for many years. In terms of wages, ten yuan for big workers and six yuan for small workers are paid on the same day, which is guaranteed to be a lot. In addition, the two meals at noon and evening will be served by the second uncle. Brother Ba invites all the villagers to have a table."

There is something particular about eating a row of seats, but it’s not a matter of eating a row of seats. The minimum standard for a row of seats is a table of eight people, eight dishes and one soup, and the four big meats of chicken, duck and fish are indispensable.

Someone at the scene wiped his face, shit, who the hell threw the saliva on Lao Tzu's face?Oh, it's yours, that's fine.

Seeing the bully's second uncle rushing here with his platoon team, everyone's emotions boiled instantly.

"It's nice to be a bully without forgetting the villagers when you get rich!"

"The bully has been righteous since he was a child, and he only protects the villagers, and has never bullied the villagers."

"Ahem, I was beaten by bullies, but it was my fault, I deserved it, hahaha."

In the crowd, it was unknown who had a brain convulsion, and suddenly recited aloud the five-character quatrains that he had just learned at the dinner table early in the morning:

"When a bully becomes the village head, some people in Gangnan say that every household has ten thousand yuan, and everyone enters the factory."

……

From Gangdong Village to Gangnan Village, if you walk around the hills on a flat road, it takes about ten miles. If you go over the hills, you can go directly to the west end of the village where the bully's house is, and the distance can be reduced by half.However, he couldn't ride a bicycle over the hills, and Xizai was greedy for the bicycle newly bought by his uncle's family. He thought that he was doing business in the village, so he borrowed the bicycle from his uncle's family and chose to walk around the hills on flat roads.

It has been more than an hour to wander around the east entrance of Gangnan Village, and Xizai has never been able to think of a way to avoid the gangsters from contacting the bully alone.Gangnan Village was surprisingly quiet on this day, hardly anyone was seen entering or leaving the village.

Worried about how to complete the task assigned by his uncle, he saw a person riding out of the rice field at the east entrance of the village on a Jialing semi-automatic.

The person who came was Chen Da, the head of Gangnan Village.

I have to hide!

With an idea, Xizai turned around quickly, rushed to the side of the road, pulled down his trouser waist, and took out a small faucet.

Chen Cangwei passed by on his bicycle, and glanced at Xizai on the side of the road. In the past, he would definitely stop and scold him. What kind of boy is this? There is no one standing on the side of the road to urinate, so can't he go down two more steps?

But at this moment, he has no interest in cursing others.

The show last night had thrown his old face home, he was so angry that he didn't even eat dinner, and stayed in bed until midnight, but all he was thinking about was how to earn back his face.As for the bully, that little bastard clamoring to take his village chief's throne, I don't have much to worry about.

A kid in his early twenties has no roots in the village, and the only Liu family he can rely on is also torn apart and has no unity at all.Therefore, last night Chen Cangwei firmly believed that all the bully, that little bastard can do is to make himself sick in the name of seizing the village chief.

But when I got up this morning, the situation changed suddenly, and there was a momentum of a mountain rain that was about to come.

One is the jingle that resounds throughout the village, not only the children read it with gusto, but even the adults began to pass it on to each other.The second is the price of wages offered by the bully and the little bastard. There are actually more than a dozen strong laborers surnamed Chen, regardless of the face of the Chen family, and servilely went to the construction site of the Yang family's new house at the west end of the village.

The summer harvest will be over a month away, and after the summer harvest, there will be a re-election of the village chief. Although the time is tight, if the situation continues like this, the result of the re-election is really a bit suspenseful.

Chen Cangwei will never sit still, he must take the initiative to attack.

The way to deal with it is not complicated. In the blink of an eye, two effective strategies came to mind. One is to advance the date of re-election to before the summer harvest, thereby reducing the operating time of the bully and little bastard.

The current village head has the right to adjust the first move, but the second move must be nodded and supported by the township leaders.

On this trip, Chen Cangwei planned to go to the village to make a persuasive report to Mayor Tian Shaowu.

Chen Cangwei, who was full of thoughts, didn't have the mood to reprimand that young boy who was peeing on the roadside in broad daylight. He just took a casual look, put on gear, and rode away on his Jialing semi-automatic 'Tu Tu Tu Tu'.

Xizai shuddered, put away the faucet, but seeing that village head Chen Da had gone away, a hanging heart finally returned to his stomach.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the roar of the engine came again from the direction of the rice field in Gangnan Village. With good eyesight, he not only saw the bright red happiness 250 clearly, but also recognized that the rider was the little cousin of the bully.

Xizai is quite sure that he did not admit the wrong person. When he was in junior high school in the countryside, he was beaten up by bullies because he bullied this fat boy. The impression was so deep, how could he admit his mistake?
……

The old house left by my mother to Yang Rui has only two rooms less than [-] square meters, including the yard, the total house site is only about [-] square meters.

However, the design drawings of the new house that Yang Rui took out showed an area of ​​[-] square meters, plus the planned courtyard in front of the house.

The old houses are surrounded by the old house foundations of people in the village, some of which have been razed to the ground, and some still have a few piles of ruins.

Just because the west end of the village is at the lowest point under the slope, once it rains heavily, it is difficult for people in this area to leave their homes.And because the water source that the village relies on for survival - Quewan River, a diversion of the Xijiang River, is located at the east end of the village.Therefore, there was a saying in the village that one bed in the east of the village was better than a room in the west of the village.

These families who used to live in the west of the village have now moved to the east of the village and the south of the village to change to new homesteads and build new houses. The remaining old homesteads belong to the village, but they have become barren ruins.

Among the coworkers, a foreign surname who was close to the second uncle kindly persuaded Yang Rui: "Although these lands are deserted, they belong to the village after all. Ruizi, do you want to discuss with the village chief before starting construction?"

Talking about negotiating is to save face for the bully, and the word this dude wants to use in his heart is originally an application.

Even so, Yang Rui didn't appreciate it: "I'll discuss it with him!"

Huang Dalong made a confused look from the side: "Brother Ba, please give me some guidance, how should we discuss this fart?"

Before the words finished, Huang Dalong had already kicked his buttocks, and Huang Dalong ran away laughing while clutching his buttocks.

A total of more than one hundred villagers came to the construction site. There were skilled workers who had built high-rise buildings, and strong laborers who had never built bricks but had strength.

Huang Dalong did his part to become the supervisor of the construction site. After several years of tempering in the melting pot of the army, his overall quality is not ordinary. Although he has no experience in supervising construction sites, and the architectural drawings can only be half-understood, but the command and dispatch of more than a hundred laborers is more than enough in order.

Yang Rui had a rare leisure time, found a shady place, set up a small square table, and acted as a tea official for the workers on the construction site to boil water and make tea.

"Suddenly—"

A sound of motorcycles came from far to near.

The construction site is messy, and motorcycles can't get in. The rider Piggy looks around the construction site, but he can't find his bully brother.

Yang Rui saw it, and quickly stood up and waved.

Piggy parked the car and ran happily.

"Brother bully, I have something to tell you..."

When he came to Brother Bully, Piggy bit Yang Rui's ear and whispered something mysteriously.

Yang Rui smiled and said, "He didn't say why he invited me?"

Piggy shook his head as if he had done something wrong.

Yang Rui frowned and thought for a moment, then said: "Success, you go and call him back, saying that I will be on time for the appointment tonight."

Piggy said worriedly: "Brother bully, do you really want to go there? There is no good thing for the surname Zhao. I think they must want to plot against you."

Yang Rui nodded again and again: "Well, the hero sees the same thing. I also think that the surname Zhao has no good intentions in asking me. Maybe they have prepared a few beautiful girls and want to take my turn...Zizai, why don't you go there with my brother so that I can share a little for him."

Piggy blushed instantly.

Ha ha.

Which young girl is not good at Huaichun?Which handsome boy is not good at silver?

Yang Rui had a smirk on his face. He can guarantee that the piggy who has been led astray will definitely develop rich associations and make a pot tonight.

"I'm talking about drinking. A few pretty girls took turns toasting my brother, trying to get him down. Where are you going, brat?"

Piggy bowed his head in shame, his cheeks were as red as overripe apples.

"Do you know why Xizai waited outside the village to send a message to you, instead of sneaking down from Gangpo and looking for me directly?"

Piggy thought hard, but finally shook his head.

Yang Rui beckoned, and when Piggy leaned his head over, he whispered:

"Zhao Gongbo must have come to me for an extremely secret matter, so he doesn't want to be known by the people in our village. Piggy, you must remember that this matter must not be leaked, including your father's side, and you must keep it secret."

Piggy pursed his lips tightly and nodded solemnly.

……

Chen Tianliang rarely stayed up all night, and only dozed off in a daze when it was dawn.

After eating breakfast, I originally wanted to catch up on sleep, but I lay down on the bed, but I couldn't fall asleep.

All the pictures of the humiliation and humiliation he suffered yesterday flashed through his mind, and all he was thinking about was how to get revenge.

(End of this chapter)