Things in the world are so weird sometimes. The more you don't want to see someone, the more you can't avoid it.

"Oh! Mr. Xia! You are bringing a beautiful woman to offer incense, are you asking for a child?" Wang Youcai yelled at Xia Jian from afar with a haha.

When the villagers who were offering incense heard what Wang Youcai said, they began to whisper. The scene seemed a bit embarrassing. Originally, Xia Jian and Zhao Hong were together, and the villagers had a few words to say, but no one dared to say anything. Today, Wang Youcai was treated like this.

As soon as it was broken, everyone naturally started talking about it.

Zhao Hong is a woman, so of course she can't hold back her face, but Xia Jian is different. He laughed and said: "Third Young Master of the Wang family, the Chinese New Year is coming soon. It would be unlucky if I beat you until you are covered with dog teeth."

!"

As Xia Jian spoke, he stepped over and stood in front of Wang Youcai. Wang Youcai had never doubted Xia Jian's skills. He knew very well that if he really took action, Xia Jian would really

Polish his teeth.

Wang Yi saw that something was wrong and said with a smile: "Okay, Mr. Xia! You are also considered the number one person in our Xiping Village, how can you argue with him? Just go and have fun!"

After hearing what Wang Youcai said, Xia Jian smiled and stood aside. Xu Lihong, who was following Wang Youcai, couldn't help but glance at Xia Jian when she passed by him.

For some unknown reason, this woman actually smiled at Xia Jian. Xia Jian couldn't help laughing and said, "The pigs have eaten all the good cabbage."

It's ugly.

Unexpectedly, Xu Lihong didn't care at all. She smiled and said, "Good cabbage is grown for pigs. Do you have any objection?" This woman's boldness exceeded Xia Jian's expectations.

Zhao Hong came over, pulled Xia Jian and said, "Let's go! I'm too lazy to grind my teeth here."

Chen Erniu and Xia Sanhu hurriedly pushed and pulled Xia Jian away from the Temple of Wealth. They were also afraid that once these two people met, they might cause big trouble, and maybe it would be the Wang and Xia families again.

struggle.

Several people chatted and laughed, and then rushed to Xia Jian's house. Before they even entered the door, Xia Jian shouted: "Mom! Make a few plates of cold dishes, put more meat, we want to drink."

When Sun Yuejuan saw Chen Erniu and Xia Sanhu coming, she laughed and said: "It's all done, which room are you drinking in?"

"Get it into my room!" Xia Jian said loudly.

Xia Zecheng walked out of the upper room. He glanced at everyone and said, "That's okay! The fire in your room is already lit and it's quite warm. You drink first. I'll be down in a moment."

"Uncle Xia! If you want to drink, bring out the good wine that Xia Jian has given you, and the rest of us will also take advantage of it," Chen Erniu said with a laugh. Xia Sanhu didn't have any jokes, but he also laughed very hard.

happy.

Soon, a small square table was set up in Xia Jian's room, with four small stools placed around it. Sun Yuejuan and Zhao Hong were busy for a while, and several plates of cold dishes were served on the table. They were all hard dishes.

.Cold pig ears and five-spice beef made Chen Erniu laugh out loud.

The food was served and the glasses were full. The four of them drank happily. Xia Jian held the wine glass and said with a smile: "After so many years, we can finally sit together and have a good drink."

While drinking wine and eating vegetables, Zhao Hong suddenly slapped his thigh and said, "The village committee's radio is still playing!" When several people heard it, they realized that pop music was playing on the radio.

Chen Erniu chuckled and said, "It's okay, let's turn it off when we drink the incense sticks! We're just having fun tonight." As soon as Chen Erniu finished speaking, Xia Zecheng walked in.

Xia Sanhu hurriedly stood up and said, "Uncle, come sit down."

"You don't need to get up, there's a stool here," Xia Jian said, and took out another small stool from under the bed. Xia Zecheng took it and sat down. Zhao Hong hurriedly poured him a glass of wine.

Xia Zecheng took a small breath and said: "Those who are celebrating the New Year, you must pay attention to all aspects of safety. For example, fire prevention, and there are some unexpected dangers. Personnel should be set up to take turns to be on duty. Now the village committee is not without money, so it can implement some measures."

Do you like it?"

Xia Zecheng's words surprised Zhao Hong. She let out a sigh of relief and said, "Why didn't I think of this? I still have experience. It seems that we still have a lot to learn."

"Especially for occasions like the Chinese New Year, you have to take into account fire and theft prevention, as well as some man-made dangers, such as drinking too much, getting into fights, driving drunk, etc. After all, you are the head of a village.

You must not be careless," Xia Zecheng said very seriously.

Before he could finish his words, someone suddenly shouted: "The mountain temple is on fire! The villagers rushed to put out the fire." This sound shocked Xia Jian and the others. This was really what they said.

"Let's go! Zhao Hong shouted on the big radio and asked the villagers to bring buckets and water." Xia Jian said, putting on his coat and running towards the door. Chen Erniu and Xia Sanhu followed him closely.

behind.

At this time, Xiping Village was in chaos. When Xia Jian and the others ran to the mountain temple, many villagers were already putting out the fire. Unfortunately, the fire was too strong and people couldn't get close to it. In addition, this place was halfway up the hillside.

, and there was no water around. The strange thing was that the northwest wind was still blowing at this time.

Several elderly people shouted at Chen Erniu: "How did you become village cadres? This statue has been there for decades, is it going to be destroyed in the hands of you losers?"

Xia Jian then realized that what everyone was most worried about was the statue inside, but if the fire continued like this, the fire would soon reach the place where the statue was placed.

Seeing the critical situation, Xia Jian didn't want to think too much. He took off the scarf around his neck, then ran to a villager carrying a bucket, pressed the scarf in, and got it all wet.

"No Xia Jian! The fire is too big. It's dangerous if you go in like this." The villagers saw Xia Jian's intention, but at this time, he had to take the risk, otherwise the villagers would curse Zhao Hong and other village cadres to death.

of.

Wrapping the wet scarf around his face, Xia Jian tried his best to endure the biting cold, and rushed into the mountain temple in one stride. The temperature inside was extremely high. Especially with the thick smoke everywhere, it was impossible to see the statue clearly.

Where to hang it.

Xia Jian relied on his vague memory and rushed towards the innermost part. The fire on the roof was roaring and crackling, and the soil and tiles had begun to fall down. If they were not careful, they would hit their heads.

The result is really unimaginable.

Time is life. Only now did Xia Jian truly realize the meaning of this sentence. He couldn't open his eyes at all, and he could only touch it with his hands. He clearly felt that he was in this place, but at this time, Xia Jian just couldn't touch it.

.

He suddenly remembered the safety knowledge he learned in school. At this time, he had to stick to the ground to breathe.

As soon as Xia Jian thought of this, he immediately lay down on the ground. Then he tilted his head and opened his eyes a little. At this point, Xia Jian had determined the direction. As the firelight flashed on the roof, he saw

A statue of a mountain god hanging on the wall.

Xia Jian stood up suddenly and jumped into the air. When he saw it, he seemed to have reached the divine case. Xia Jian touched it with his hand and found the ribbon hanging the statue. At this time, he was not given any chance to untie the ribbon.

Xia Jian exerted force and pulled out the nails nailed to the wall.

After a few rolls, Xia Jian arrived outside the mountain temple with sparks all over him. Hearing a rumble, the entire roof of the mountain temple collapsed.

Everyone exclaimed. Xia Jian threw the statue in his hand to the ground, and he rolled several times because he felt the burning heat on his body, and his clothes must have been burned through.

Several villagers came around and poured the icy cold water from the bucket on Xia Jian's body. He was almost burned to death just now, and now it seems that he will freeze to death again.

Zhao Hong rushed out of the crowd and shouted at Xia Jian: "Are you crazy? Are you going to risk your life just for a broken picture?" Xia Jian knew in his heart that Zhao Hong felt sorry for him.

But if she gets anxious, she may arouse public anger.

Sure enough, an old man was cleaning up the mountain god statue on the ground and yelled at Zhao Hong: "What did you say? Is this a broken statue? This is a treasure that our Xiping Village has preserved for nearly a hundred years. I remember that in order to avoid the red statue,

Guard, several old people almost died for this statue. So as a village leader, you must understand that this statue is hard-won."

As soon as the old man said this, several others started scolding Zhao Hong. Xia Jian was covered in water, like a drowned rat. He walked among these people in two steps and said loudly: "Everyone, listen to what I said.

The mountain god statue should be intact. This is a blessing for the people of our village. As for the temple? If the old ones don’t go, the new ones won’t come.”

"Hey! You young man said it's easy, how can you get new ones? Murakami doesn't have the money to build the temple. If you want the people of Xiping to share in building the temple, it's probably more difficult than climbing to the sky." There was an old man with a gray head, shaking his head.

said.

Xia Jian chuckled and said: "Grandpa! The village has to pay for the money, and this policy does not allow it. Let's do this! I will contribute 50,000 yuan in my own name. If it is not enough, the villagers can donate voluntarily! How many days are there now?

One hundred yuan is no longer a difficult thing for us people in Xiping Village."

"Good boy, you are indeed Xia Zecheng's son. Just saying this to you, the construction of the temple will be left to us old people. All you have to do is pay for it," the old man said with a smile.

Xia Jian was shivering from the cold. He took a deep breath and said, "Okay! I'll ask my dad to hand over the money to you after the Chinese New Year, and you can start rebuilding it in the spring!"

After Xia Jian finished speaking, he quickly pulled away. He was indeed too cold to hold on. Zhao Hong arranged a few words for Chen Erniu and Xia Sanhu, and then followed closely.

"You! You really don't make people worry. Look how dangerous it is." Zhao Hong chased after him, reached out and pushed Xia Jian gently and said.

Xia Jian jogged and said with a chuckle: "The temple can be rebuilt after it is burned down, but if the portrait of the mountain god is burned down, it will be a big trouble, and you will not be able to be the village chief."

"I know you are doing it for my own good, but you can't fight so hard!" Zhao Hong said, her eyes filled with tears of gratitude.
Chapter completed!