Chapter 116: The Whole Village Collects Money Taoxi is a Family
Chapter 116 The whole village pools money, Taoxi is a family
"I don't know how to tell my uncle, Uncle Fu." Qiqi whispered.
Fu Yanchi fell silent.
The light from the main room is not bright.
But the tears falling from the little baby's eyes were extremely dazzling.
He put his hand to his heart. His heart felt a little uncomfortable.
The moment Qiqi's tears fell, she reached out to wipe them away.
She thanked the man, then turned around and prepared to run out.
Fu Yanchi quickly grabbed her with quick eyes and hands, "It's so dark outside, where are you going to run to?"
"I'm going to find the village chief, grandpa, and my second uncle. They are the ones who decide everything in the village," Qiqi said, "I'll find them, and they will definitely have something to do!"
When they came to Taoxi Village, whether they went to the city to find wholesalers or brought everyone together to sell watermelons and open up wasteland, in Qiqi's eyes, the village chief's grandfather and his second uncle were the leaders.
So for such a big thing this time, they must be able to come up with an idea.
Fu Yanchi was a little dumbfounded as she watched the little boy break away from him and rush into the darkness without looking back.
He looked at Uncle Gui, "Why didn't Qiqi ask me to help? Am I not as good as her village chief grandfather and second uncle? Do I look incompetent?"
Uncle Gui sat in the shadow and continued to swat mosquitoes. The worst thing about the countryside was that there were so many mosquitoes.
After sitting there for an hour, his hands and feet were covered with mosquito bites.
Hearing his husband's dissatisfaction and complaining about the abundance of mosquitoes, the noble uncle rarely spoke with emotion, "Mr. Fu, you didn't get married or start a career, and you wandered around with nothing to do all day long. You really don't seem to have much ability. The village chief grandfather and his second uncle,
How about farming anyway?"
Fu Yanchi was speechless.
Qiqi ran very fast.
After living in the village for a long time, a little moonlight was enough for her to navigate the path smoothly.
Her home was close to Uncle Chen's house, so she went to notify Uncle Chen first, and then ran to the old village chief's house.
The little Eggman was like a kite whose string was held tightly by her, causing his legs to float to the back of his head.
"Silly boy, what are you doing in such a hurry? This is none of your family's business."
Qiqi kept walking, "But this is a matter for Taoxi Village."
She had encountered too many cold looks and disgust, and it wasn't until she came to Taoxi Village that she felt the kindness around her.
For Qiqi, every ounce of those good intentions is precious.
The old village chief and his wife are old and used to go to bed early at night.
At this time, I have washed myself and am ready to take it off.
Upon hearing Qiqi's call, the old village chief approved a coat and walked to Zhang's house without saying a word.
Luo Yuqiong followed behind with a flashlight, and even Hua Zi got up.
The little Eggman looked at the old man who was anxious and hurried, with confusion in his eyes.
How could someone care so much about other people's family affairs?
Qiqi, so do the people in Taoxi Village. It’s as if the whole village is one family.
In his opinion, Wang Jianzhong is a normal person wearing a flowered shirt.
There is also the circle in which he lives, and even his family. Everyone wants others to be miserable.
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When Qiqi returned to the small courtyard, there were more people in the main room, and there was even no room for seating in the main room, so the villagers went to stand in the yard.
The crowd was filled with villagers who came over after hearing the news.
At this time, in the hall, there was the sound of the old woman crying uncontrollably.
Chen Jianhe stood in the yard with a dozen villagers, his hands on his waist and his thick eyebrows furrowed.
Seeing the old village chief coming, he immediately greeted him, briefly explained the matter, and said, "This Mr. Fu said that he asked someone from Zhan City to help inquire about the situation. The factory owner was willing to withdraw the case and release the person, but
Jianfeng is required to pay 30,000 yuan for medical expenses and losses."
Before the old village chief could stand firmly, he stumbled and almost fell, "Thirty thousand yuan?!"
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To the villagers of Taoxi Village, 30,000 yuan is nothing more than an astronomical figure.
Most of the people gathered in the fence courtyard now are old people who have lived in the village for decades. The most money they have earned in their lives is the one or two thousand yuan they saved from selling those watermelons and sweet potatoes this year.
Thirty thousand yuan is more money than they can save in their lifetime.
Not to mention them, in the entire Hagilu Town, every family that can afford tens of thousands of yuan can be counted on the palm of a hand.
How could they, the poorest village in the town, get that amount of money?
In the main room, Goudan Nai was slumped on a bench. Lao Litou also came over and squatted aside, holding his hair tightly with his two old and skinny hands, his face full of despair.
Goudan squatted and leaned against the wall, his eyes were dull and blurred, and he could no longer cry.
There were many people in the main room and it was very quiet.
Qiqi ran all the way, panting, and the little knots tied on her head became loose.
She did not enter the house, but stood quietly outside the door, silently watching the scene in the house.
Qiqi didn't know that there were two other people beside her, quietly watching the situation.
One is Fu Yanchi.
One is a little egg man.
In the yard, after the old village chief regained consciousness, he kept pacing with his hands behind his back.
"Jianfeng and the others were impulsive about this matter, but the fault is not entirely theirs." After a while, the old village chief said in a deep voice, "The factory owner was at fault for delaying the payment of wages... No matter what
, we can’t just watch and don’t care, we have to find a way to fish people out.”
Chen Jianhe thought for a while and said, "Old village chief, the busy farming season is over now and the work in the fields is not so tight. How about I go to Zhan City tomorrow and see the situation in person."
"I want to go over and have a look in person. I'll go with you." The old village chief took out his cigarette pole and tried to light a cigarette, but finally put the cigarette pole back. "But you have to prepare the money, you can't go in vain. We are here
It's far away to Zhan City, and the fare is a huge amount regardless of the time. I guess the boss won't let him go easily, and he'll just wait for me to get the money to replace him... Sigh."
After letting out a long sigh, the old village chief looked at the old man in the yard, "Everyone knows what's going on with Old Li's family. They definitely can't come up with 30,000 yuan, so I want to discuss it with you guys. Let's discuss it first.
Help me collect some, and when others fish it out, Lao Li and I will work together and slowly return the money to you. Don’t worry, everyone, the money will definitely be paid back. We can continue to sell watermelons next year, right? It’s just time.
Up, it might be a little slower..."
Chen Jianhe was the first to respond, "Village Chief, there is no need to say more. I will pay you a thousand yuan. There are still a few months until next spring. I will go to the county to find some odd jobs. The money for Taohua Niang's medicine will always be there."
If you can earn it, this is how you lived it before."
After him, people in the courtyard kept talking.
"The money our family saves, excluding household expenses and children's tuition fees, can squeeze out around five to six hundred."
"I'll take eight hundred."
"Thankfully I made money from watermelons this year, otherwise I wouldn't be able to pay it out today, and I'd pay 800!"
"Same as Jianhe, one thousand yuan! Jianhe, call me when you go to do odd jobs. You are also free at home."
The dull and depressed atmosphere came to life again because of this echo.
Even the old ladies in the hall ran out, one hundred and fifty to make up the numbers.
No one complained or was dissatisfied.
There is another chapter during the day. In PK, Qiqi asks for votes!