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Chapter 142 I am a scoundrel

Cuihua saw Zhang Yuefang with a red face and lowered head. It turned out to be this girl. She had a fierce personality and liked to take advantage of others. However, she had a fairly upright outlook on life and had a good relationship with Cheng Qiao.

Cuihua had already begun to think about it in her heart. She didn't even hear clearly what Li Huan said in front of her. Li Huan took a loudspeaker and shouted:

"I, Li Huan, said that of course there are rewards and punishments. Old village chief, have you compiled the list?"

"No, it's just these seven guys."

"Uncle Shitball, you are the first in line. Don't say that I have any objections to you. You know what you are doing. All your work points in the security team this month have been cancelled. Of course, you will not be a member of the security team in the future.

Already."

"Second bitch, no, Huan Zai, leave some for me, just half. There is still hard work without credit."

"Thank you for your hard work. Fortunately, the trafficker didn't have a knife or a wooden warehouse on him. If there were, Da Mao would still be alive. If Da Mao died, wouldn't your conscience hurt?"

Dung Ball lowered his head and thought to himself that if the trafficker had a knife and a wooden warehouse in his hand, would Da Mao still fight hard? It would be too late to escape, hum.

"Chen Tiezhu, Chen Dazhu, Chen Chunjian, Chen Erlang..."

Everyone whose name was read secretly cursed themselves for being unlucky. This trafficker didn't come early or late, but he came just when they were sneaking around. Bah.

"You have been fired from the security team. Not only do you not have any work points for this month, but any good things that happen in the village in the future will have nothing to do with you. Don't scold me behind my back, or I will beat people, because I made it clear when I established the security team.

.”

Chen Chunjian immediately swallowed what he wanted to say. He could fight with Wang Xiangyang, Chen Dalang, and Chen Erlang, but he just didn't dare to fight with a second-rate guy like Li Huan.

Li Huan looked at Chen Chunjian with disdain. Since I became the village chief, I have worked hard to set up literacy classes, establish a security team, and even provide late-night snacks out of my own pocket. It is not for you, the Chen family, to slander me.

When Li Huan saw that Chen Chunjian didn't even dare to raise his head, let alone talk about fighting with him, he cursed in his heart a coward, and looked at Da Mao with eyes as warm as spring again:

"Da Mao, rest at home for a few days and wait until the wound is completely healed before returning to work. If the wound is really painful, go to Uncle Ye and get some painkillers from him."

Da Mao nodded happily, and the oxcart went to Da Mao's house again. Gou Sheng's father still gave half of the flour to Da Mao. As a human being, you must repay kindness.

Li Huan looked at the large group of people in Wuyangyang, imitating Chen Weidang's previous behavior, picked up the loudspeaker and started a big mobilization, and then waved his arm: reclamation.

The villagers pulled the farmyard manure that they had saved for half a year into the field, unpacked it row by row, and then spread the farmyard manure evenly on the ground.

Then the plowing began, and several people worked together, pulling the seven-inch plow forward. Even Uncle Niu's most precious old cow got down to the ground to help the woman plow the land.

The elderly and older children were asked to loosen and level the corners that could not be plowed, and all the female educated youths in the educated youth spots were assigned to this job.

Several newly arrived educated youths came to the countryside, just in time for the winter season. Although they felt comfortable, they saw that the money and tickets in their hands were getting less and less, and they became worried.

Now they were finally able to work, but they didn't expect that the frozen ground would be so hard. Soon, these people felt soreness in their arms, and the tiger's mouth was cracked due to excessive force.

Wang Qin brought a lot of money and tickets. He spent nearly 80 to 90 yuan to repair the small woodshed. He was sent to the hospital for carbon monoxide poisoning and spent another 20 yuan. In daily life, he bought some refined grains, pastries, and daily necessities for 500 yuan.

Went two hundred.

Thinking that she still had a huge sum of three hundred yuan, Wang Qin threw down the hoe and went directly to find Jiang Guangrong:

"A little longer, my hands hurt and I can't do this job."

"Wang Qin, please don't hold us back as an educated youth. Besides, this job only costs eight work points a day."

"No, I won't do it. I still have some money, so I can't live off these work points."

"you……"

Jiang Guangrong bit his back teeth. He was really showing off. Where did your money come from? Your shameless mother didn't get it from Cheng Qiao's father.

"Commander, if she doesn't rely on work points, she won't do the job. Just let her find the village chief herself."

Jiang Guangrong glanced at Zhang Yuefang and felt that she was right. He was indeed too busy worrying. Wang Qin rolled her eyes at Zhang Yuefang, sincerely looking down on this educated youth who had completely transformed into a rural girl.

She carried the hoe and looked around, and finally saw Li Huan's busy figure. She quickly ran over and called her brother-in-law in a sweet voice.

The sound of "brother-in-law" made Li Huan's whole body goosebumps. The village women nearby also raised their heads and looked at the two of them intently.

"Brother-in-law, can you help me find another job? Look at my hands, they are bleeding."

Wang Qin stretched out her white and tender hands. The tiger's mouth was indeed open, and there were still blood marks on it.

"What kind of job do you want to change?"

"Scorekeeper, okay?"

When Aunt Wang heard that this stinky woman actually wanted to steal her target, she couldn't help but become anxious, but before she could speak, she was rejected by Li Huan.

"The scorekeeper can only be a villager from this village. Which young man from our village are you going to marry?"

"I'm not getting married, I want to go back to the city,"

"Back to the city, haha."

Li Huan had been waiting for Wang Qin to write to her mother who had framed her father-in-law, but she didn't know whether this woman had money or Xia Fen's address, so she didn't write a letter at all.

"I have two jobs here, one is to feed the pigs, and the other is to wash the public toilets. Someone is already doing the feeding of the pigs, so you can go wash the public toilets."

Aunt Wang laughed when she heard this. Feeding pigs was a good job. Although it was a bit dirty and the work points were a little less, it was easy. Washing public toilets was done by those who were sent down to the countryside. The work points were small and it was dirty and smelly.

"Brother-in-law, you are my brother-in-law. You can't turn your elbows outward. Isn't there any other work to do? How about I go kill pigweed?"

"Shut up, who are you my sister-in-law? Is my wife your biological sister? Why don't you be shameless? You are just a dragster, shamelessly drinking the blood of the Cheng family."

"You...my mother and father received the certificate."

"Yes, of course your mother and your father have obtained the certificates. Otherwise, your mother's shoes would be broken. If you could still stand here and talk to me, you would have gone to the farm long ago."

"What I'm talking about is that Cheng Qiao's father and my mother obtained the certificate from the same person, so Cheng Qiao's father is also my father, and she is my sister."

"Bah, go and ask your shameless mother if my father-in-law still recognizes her. Get away from me as far as you can, you idiot. If you don't want to do it, just go back to the Educated Youth Office."

Wang Qin was completely stunned. She didn't expect that a dignified village chief would actually utter evil words. Was he still the village chief? He was simply a scoundrel.

"Li Huan, you don't look like a village, you are just a scoundrel and a big scoundrel."

"That's right, I'm a scoundrel and a scoundrel, that's what you call me."


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