After the sun rose for three consecutive days, all the snow on the ground melted.
People in the village came out of their wooden houses one after another and began to bask in the warm winter sun.
"The weather will definitely be better during the Chinese New Year this year." Dongmao Ozui said as he looked at the sun in the sky in front of the ancestral hall.
"It's Chinese New Year, how nice it would be to have sunny days like this!" Niu Zai looked at Dongmao.
"Yes! Especially us old people are afraid of spending the winter!" Wang Qing took Wang Wenbing's hand.
"Uncle Wang, why haven't the townspeople come to visit the poor this year to inquire about their suffering and send love?" Dongmao asked.
"It's better if you give it away. If you don't give it away, I can't keep thinking about it. They don't owe me anything. Dongmao, do you think this is the case?" Wang Qing asked Dongmao with a smile.
"Yes, yes. You old man has a good attitude. It's good to think about it. If you think about it, your life will go smoothly." Dongmao said with a smile.
"I don't have much to do. I take our civilian soldiers to do some light work at home. It's just a hardship for my family, Li Liying!" Wang Qing sighed.
"Li Liying is really your good wife! She cultivates the fields well and is filial to you." Niu Zai said with a smile.
"Yes. It's really hard on her. Alas! I can't help her with my old bones. Sometimes I ask her to take care of the soldiers at home, saying that I will go to the fields to work for a while. She refuses to say anything because she is afraid of me.
This old bone is falling apart!" Wang Qing said with some pride on Li Liying's filial piety.
"Let's all sit in the sun and chat! It's so lively here!" the village king walked over with his hands clasped behind his back.
Everyone greeted him one after another.
"Uncle Wang, I was just going to find you! I'll see you here. Let me tell you that tomorrow morning, Secretary Yuan and Mayor Ou are coming to visit the poor to ask for help. You are waiting at home.
Do you know?" The village king looked at Wang Qing, his voice was a little loud, he was afraid that the old man wouldn't hear.
"Okay, okay. I'll wait at home tomorrow." Wang Qing said with a smile.
"No matter how much money you have, it is the government's concern for your elderly. Remember how to say a few polite words." The village king said with a smile.
"Remember, remember. Thank you to the party and the government for their care for us, and thank you to the leaders for their care for me!" Wang Qing said kindly with a smile.
"Hahaha! Okay, it's better to keep it simple. Okay, there are still a few households that I have to inform, so you all can chat!" The village king said and walked across the stone slab in front of the ancestral hall door.
The village king came to Qin Jun's house. He knew that Qing Su was very sad after losing the three fools. On the day when the three fools were buried, Qin Wei and Chief Que returned to the county. Qin Jun's youngest daughter Qin Wan stayed at home to accompany her.
Mother.
The village king came to Qin Jun's house. Qin Jun, Qing Su, and Qin Wan were sitting together watching TV. When they saw the village king coming, they quickly gave up their seats and poured tea.
Of course, the village king couldn't bring up the matter of the Three Idiots. Tomorrow, when the town came to visit the poor, he himself had not decided whether Qin Jun's family would be one of them. Because, after Qin Wei married Director Que, their family was indeed not a poor household.
. However, the three fools had just died, and he thought that their family needed comfort.
The village king couldn't make up his mind, so he came over to ask for his opinion.
The village king picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea. He looked at Qin Jun and said, "Tomorrow the leaders of the town will come to the village to visit the poor and offer warmth to the poor. There are six places in total. Do you think your family wants one?"
Qin Jun looked at Qing Su.
Qing Su looked at the village king and said, "No, give the quota to people who are more difficult than us! Walled king, I'm still thinking about the three fools. You said, he didn't live to eat the national food and enter the county. If he didn't
If he forces himself to get what he doesn't deserve, will he live happily in the village?" Qing Su said, her eyes turning red again.
"A dead person cannot be resurrected, so don't think about him all the time. Life is unpredictable, and the most important thing is that the living should live well." said the village king.
"Mom, don't think about the past. You have to take care of your body. The village king is right, the most important thing is that the living people should live well." Qin Wan held her mother's hand and said.
The village king listened to Qin Wan's words and then took a look at her. Because he was busy with the funeral of the Three Idiots, Qin Wan also cried and didn't dress up, so the village king naturally didn't pay attention.
Now the village king looked at her face to face and found that she was as beautiful as her sister. Her facial features were very similar to her sister's, but her nose was smaller and her eyelids were more double than her sister's.
Coupled with being two years younger, she gives people a youthful beauty. However, her clothes are very simple and not as fashionable as her sister.
Qing Su listened to the advice of the village king and her daughter. She didn't want the atmosphere to return to a sad scene. She pretended to be indifferent and said: "Yes! The living should live well. The three fools are also living stupidly, which is boring.
. He has lived a good life in the county, and he has no regrets when he dies. By the way, Village King, we really don’t need the poverty quota for our family. Thank you for your concern."
"Okay, okay. I will give the quota to other needy households. Qin Wan, you can play at home for a few more days and stay with your mother and father. I'm going to do some errands." The village king said and stood up.
Qin Wan responded and stood up to see the king of the village. Qing Su and Qin Jun also stood up and sent the king to the door.
After the village king notified the poor households, he went to Sanjun. He told Sanjun that when the town leaders came to visit the poor, they had to eat at his own home, so he could only invite Sanjun to be the chef. The food was bought by Wang Wen and Zheng Shuihua.
Of course, Xueer can help him.
Sanjun smiled and said, "It's okay. I can handle a table full of food by myself."
The village king returned to his home after making all arrangements.
Xueer smiled and asked the village king: "Zheng Shuang, you said that the town leaders usually arrange to have dinner at Wang Wen's house. Why did they name them to come to our house for dinner this time?"
"Yes! I'm wondering too! Xue'er, did they hear that your scars are gone and your appearance has recovered, and they want to see you, the most beautiful woman in the village!" Zheng Shuang said and laughed.
"You! You are so beautiful! Do you think your wife is still the most beautiful woman in the village? She is already an old woman!" Xueer giggled.
"You are an old woman and the most beautiful woman in the village! Xue'er, you were beautiful when you had the little scar. Now that you have it gone, do you think men have more evil thoughts when they see you?"
"Have you ever said that about your own wife? Do you always have unwanted thoughts when you see other people's wives? Tell me, please tell me the truth!" Xueer smiled and approached Zheng Shuang.
Zheng Shuang hugged her and said, "Other people's wives are not as beautiful as my Xue'er. If they were more beautiful than you, I would definitely have unwanted thoughts." As he said that, he kissed Xue'er.
"You! You have such a sweet mouth! Are you saying that other women are the most beautiful in front of other women?" Xueer smiled and hit Zheng Shuang on the shoulder.