Niu Dasheng was chatting with Qin Zhen at this time.
When he saw Qin Fan coming back, Niu Dasheng nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, Xiaofan, I came here to talk to you about something."
Qin Fan then sat down and started chatting with the other party. Only then did Qin Fan know that Niu Dasheng had come to ask him something about the man in black.
After all, he was the village chief. Someone died at the end of the year, and now this black man suddenly appeared. Niu Dasheng really didn't know what to do.
So he came here to ask Qin Fan about these things.
"Xiaofan, do you know anything about that black man?" Niu Dasheng asked in confusion.
When Qin Fan heard this, he glanced at the other party.
He thought for a moment and shook his head and said: "Uncle, I don't know much about this person, but don't worry, this is our territory. No matter how awesome the man in black is, he won't dare to mess around. Besides, I'm here, and he wants to be here."
There is trouble in the village, and I will definitely not let this guy succeed."
After hearing what Qin Fan said, Niu Dasheng breathed a sigh of relief and said with a sigh: "Although our village has developed a lot in the past two years, there are still many things going on."
"Yes, his uncle," Qin Zhen interrupted at this time, "There have been a lot of things going on in the village in the past two years. Our village has to rely on you, the village chief, to take the lead."
Niu Dasheng nodded ashamedly and said: "Yes, I really have to take the lead, but I know that I only have this little ability. If I want to take the lead, it's really Xiaofan."
What he said is right. If it weren't for Qin Fan, Maixiang Village would have been almost the same as two years ago, let alone the development it has today.
Qin Fan shook his head hurriedly and said: "Uncle, don't say that. I'm embarrassed to say it. Besides, Maixiang Village really depends on you. I will definitely help if I can. After all, I am our
People from the village."
"Yes," Qin Zhen nodded and said to Niu Dasheng: "Village Chief, if Xiaofan can help in the future, just ask. I'm not sure about the rest of this guy, but if he can help our village, you
Just do whatever you want with him."
Hearing what Qin Zhen said, Niu Dasheng was still moved.
To be honest, Qin Fan is indispensable for the development of Maixiang Village.
And until now, both Qin Fan and his family members have so strongly supported his work as the village chief.
Immediately, Niu Dasheng nodded and said: "Okay, then I understand, thank you very much."
Qin Zhen waved his hands and said, "Don't be so polite. You are the village chief and it's hard for you. We should help you."
Then several people chatted for a while, and Niu Dasheng returned to the village committee to do other things.
The next night, Qin Fan went out and went directly to Li Mengling's house.
When we arrived at home, Li Mengling was busy in the kitchen.
She smiled at Qin Fan and said, "Xiaofan, please sit inside the house as soon as possible. You'll be fine soon."
Qin Fan nodded and went to the room to watch TV.
During this period of time, Li Mengling was alone at home, and her husband Wang Liang didn't work in a vegetable greenhouse before, but later he came to work in the city and continues to this day.
I don’t know what this guy is doing in the city, and he hasn’t been back for a long time anyway.
Qin Fan met Wang Liang once during the Chinese New Year. This guy lived in a very miserable state.
Moreover, Qin Fan also vaguely felt that Wang Liang was still a dog who could not change his habit of eating shit.
In the past, this guy was caught working in the city to look for a young lady. Now Qin Fan didn't know if this guy would still do that.
However, Qin Fan felt that this guy must have someone outside, otherwise the city is not far from Maixiang Village, and this guy wouldn't come back for months.
Although Qin Fan thinks so, he will definitely not say it. After all, this is a family matter.
Soon, Li Mengling came in with a bowl of mutton steamed buns and said, "Xiao Fan, come on, try it quickly."
Qin Fan nodded, took it and tasted it. He immediately smiled and said, "This tastes very good."
I have to admit that Li Mengling's cooking skills are really good, especially making mutton steamed buns.
At least Qin Fan had eaten in many steamed bun restaurants, and he felt that Li Mengling's cooking skills were quite impressive.
Qin Fan must have said it was delicious, and Li Mengling must be happy.
She grinned and said, "Xiaofan, if it's delicious, eat more. In addition, I've prepared some meat for you. You can take it home and ask your sister-in-law Cuilan to cook some for you."
Qin Fan was not polite when he heard it. He nodded and said yes, and then the two of them started chatting while eating.
While eating, Li Mengling told Qin Fan about the supermarket's situation in the past six months.
In fact, even if the other party didn't tell her, Qin Fan probably knew what the supermarket was like. Every time Qin Fan came home, her parents would talk about it.
Moreover, Qin Fan knew in his heart that Li Mengling had always been conscientious in her work in the supermarket, so Qin Fan felt at ease with her.
"Look, Xiaofan, I've been busy in the supermarket for a year, but I haven't brought very good profits to the supermarket. On the contrary, you give me such a big salary every month. I feel ashamed."
After saying that, Li Mengling put down her chopsticks and looked at Qin Fan seriously.
Qin Fan waved his hands in a hurry and said: "Auntie, don't say that. You also know that I am not doing this supermarket to make money, right? I just thought that our village should have a supermarket to facilitate the villagers to buy.
Things, and I know you have worked hard this year, so it doesn’t really matter if you have more money or less."
With that said, Qin Fan also put down his chopsticks, "Besides, I can't blame you for this, right? I originally set the price of these products very low, and each product is not very profitable, so no matter how many people there are, the profit is not
It’s a lot, so don’t think that way.”
When she heard what Qin Fan said, Li Mengling felt even more embarrassed. Qin Fan had always been very tolerant to his employees.
Then she said: "Xiao Fan, why don't you reduce my salary a little bit."
Qin Fan waved his hand and said: "Forget it, don't tell me about this anymore. I'll still pay you the salary as I said. Anyway, the supermarket thing is still too troublesome for you."
Then the two of them chatted about other things. After finishing the meal, Li Mengling went to the kitchen to clean up.
Then she walked into the room, smiled at Qin Fan and said, "Xiaofan, let's start now!"
As soon as Qin Fan heard that he was about to start, he felt deeply malicious. Damn it, he felt as if he was about to start doing that.
Qin Fan immediately nodded and said OK. He asked Li Mengling where the pain was.
Then Qin Fan asked Li Mengling to lie on the kang.
At this time, after Li Mengling lay down, she sat up again, and the two steamed buns on the collar swayed.
Li Mengling smiled and asked: "Xiaofan, do you want to take off your clothes?"