Wang Qingsong smiled and said, "I have nothing to do, so I came to see you."

As he spoke, he glanced into the room.

Surprise appeared on his face: "Oh, the food has improved. We are having hot pot now."

Old Liu smiled and said, "The children haven't had a good meal for a long time. Let's improve it for them today."

Wang Qingsong was a little surprised to see the prawns on the table: "Oh, Lao Liu spent a lot of money to buy prawns, but you are so stingy, how could you be willing to buy prawns?"

Old Liu smiled and said, "Why don't you sit down and eat something."

They made a lot of money today. He, his wife, daughter-in-law, and two grandsons, a total of five people, made two thousand five hundred in the morning alone.

But he couldn't tell this to Wang Qingsong because he knew that Wang Qingsong had a grudge against Wang Tiezhu.

He helped Wang Tiezhu, but it wasn't really a big deal. After the whole family was done with work, he and his daughter-in-law did the work. His wife wasn't in good health, so she couldn't do much, and the two children were making a fuss.

He was grateful to Wang Tiezhu in his heart, because he had become rich and Wang Tiezhu was giving him some benefits.

But Wang Qingsong was the village chief, so even if he was dissatisfied, he dared not offend him.

Wang Qingsong’s face gradually became serious: “No, I have something to tell you and I’ll leave right away.

You know, those 500 acres of tomatoes are mine.

Wang Tiezhu actually wanted to get something for nothing without doing anything.

He wishes.

I tell you, if Wang Tiezhu asks you to apply pesticides to tomatoes, you can’t help him!”

what?

Apply medicine?

Old Liu looked bewildered. All the tomatoes had been sold out and a row of large trucks were pulling them out of Shuijing Village.

I guess they have all left the province by now.

How did Wang Qingsong get involved in applying pesticides to tomatoes?

Wang Qingsong saw Lao Liu's surprised face and said coldly: "There is nothing to be surprised about. Wang Tiezhu and I have a grudge.

He does the first day and I do the fifteenth.

You must not go, okay, that's it, I'll go to the next one."

After saying that, he turned and left. Lao Liu was a very honest person, the kind of person who was timid and afraid of things.

He believed that after saying these words, Lao Liu would never dare to go against his wishes.

When Old Liu saw Wang Qingsong leaving, he opened his mouth and wanted to tell Wang Qingsong the truth, but when he thought about how Wang Qingsong would get furious after knowing the truth.

He held back again.

He stood in the yard, feeling uneasy. It was only when his wife in the house told him to eat quickly that he walked back to the house absent-mindedly and continued eating.

Wang Qingsong walked out of Old Liu's house and headed towards Old Xie's house next door.

At this time, the sun was setting and a red glow hung in the sky in the west.

The sky grew dark.

A few chicks from Mr. Xie's family were following the old hen into the cage.

Wang Qingsong saw a few chicks and said with a smile: "Xie Laowu, it's New Year's Day, please leave one for me."

In recent years, fewer and fewer people in the village raise chickens.

Some people feed chickens for their eggs, and they will kill them only when they stop laying eggs. It is a bit difficult to eat a local chicken.

That's why he said hello.

As the village chief, he doesn't even pay for the chicken, because he would rather eat it than waste it.

Boss Xie showed an embarrassment on his face: "The chickens were sick this year, so I asked the veterinary station to give the chickens medicine.

I am afraid that the germs on the chicken may be harmful to my body.

So forget it this year.

When the chickens I raise are healthy, I will definitely leave one for the village chief."

In fact, the chickens got sick and several died.

But the veterinarian said the chicken could not be eaten, so he made up his mind and buried it. His daughter-in-law even had a quarrel with him because of this.

He was really worried about having problems with his eating.

Wang Qingsong's expression changed suddenly, from a smile to a gloomy look in an instant: "Old Xie, your family can eat the eggs laid by chickens, so I don't believe that chicken meat cannot be eaten.

Are you too stingy?

Old Xie, let me tell you, your wife is bedridden and I was the one who arranged the minimum living allowance for your family.

Do you still want the minimum living allowance?"

Boss Xie was so scared that he quickly changed his words: "Village Chief, don't be angry, I'm just worried about your health.

If you like, I'll give you two chickens.

Please don't cut off my family's minimum living allowance.

My wife's medical treatment and medicine are all reimbursed by the minimum living allowance.

Without the minimum living allowance, I can’t afford medical treatment at all.”

He knew clearly that his family’s subsistence allowance was provided by the state, but Wang Qingsong was the village chief and whatever he said was the final word.

I can only compromise.

Wang Qingsong nodded: "I thought you didn't know the difference between the big and small kings, and you dared to talk to me like this.

I eat your chicken to give you face, don't be ungrateful."

Boss Xie said apologetically, "Just now... I was wrong... Please don't take it personally."

Wang Qingsong smiled and said, "Let me tell you another thing. If Wang Tiezhu asks you to help him apply medicine to tomatoes,

can not go!

Did you hear me! "

After saying that, he turned around and walked out.

Boss Xie was confused. Apply pesticide to tomatoes?

Wang Tiezhu has already picked the fruits, what medicine should he apply?

Just when he was wondering, Wang Qingsong had already left.

He stood at the door and muttered to himself, "The whole village has gone to help pick the fruit. People from the neighboring villages have come. It's as lively as Chinese New Year.

Doesn’t he know?”

The third house at the south end of the village is Old Wu’s house. Old Wu’s son and daughter-in-law go to the city to deliver water. They are so busy day and night that they have no time to take care of the children.

Leaving the naughty grandson to go to school at home.

Today he, his wife, and his grandson earned a total of 1,500 yuan and brought back three tomatoes.

He made some money today, and he was so happy that he asked someone who went to the town to bring back a fish.

A sea bass, which is steamed, especially with oil, shredded ginger and chopped green onions, is the favorite of my grandson Xiaotao.

At this time, the table was wiped clean, steamed buns and some cold dishes were served, and we were just waiting for the steamed sea bass to come out of the pot.

Xiao Tao held the chopsticks and kept knocking on the small bowl, dang dang dang~

He knocked and urged: "Grandpa, go and see if it's done."

Old Wu frowned and said, "Don't knock on the bowl. Only beggars knock on the bowl."

Xiao Tao smiled and said, "I am more anxious than a beggar now, I am really hungry.

I can already smell the fish, but I haven’t served it yet.”

Dangdangdang～～

After saying that, he continued to knock on the bowl.

Old Wu raised his hand to hit him, but after raising his palm, he put it down again: "Stop knocking, I'll go and show you."

Just then, the old lady came into the house carrying a plate of steamed sea bass, with a rag pad on the bottom of the bowl.

"The fish are coming~~"

Xiao Tao stood up excitedly, holding up his chopsticks and said, "It's finally here. If it hadn't come earlier, I would have starved to death."

The old lady has just put the plate on the table.

At this time, Wang Qingsong walked in with his hands in his pockets. Seeing the fish on the table, he was a little surprised: "Oh, steamed sea bass, what's going on today?

Why does every household seem to be celebrating a festival?

Are they improving their lives? "

He felt that his family had the best life in the village as they ate beef every day.

No one in Murakami can eat meat every meal.

It’s not that I don’t have money to buy it, but the money I earned is of great use and I can’t bear to spend it.

Seeing that it was the village chief, Old Wu reached out and picked up the chopsticks and handed them to Wang Qingsong: "The village chief is here, come on, come on, let's eat together."

Wang Qingsong wanted to say something and leave, but when he smelled the fish, he felt his mouth watering: "Okay, I'll try your cooking."

While speaking, he took the chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat from the back of the fish and put it into his mouth.

Xiao Tao hadn't eaten yet, but when he saw Wang Qingsong eating first, he was so angry that he put down his chopsticks and glared at Wang Qingsong.

Wang Qingsong took a bite and found it tasted so delicious.

He couldn't help but take a few more bites with his chopsticks, and said while eating, "Old Wu, let me tell you something.

If Wang Tiezhu asks you to apply pesticide to tomatoes.

You can’t go, you hear me.”

Ok?

Old Wu was stunned. All the tomatoes had been picked and taken away. He didn't know why Wang Qingsong said that.

But he didn't want to cause trouble, so he pretended to be confused: "Okay, I understand."

Xiao Tao said angrily: "There's no need to apply pesticides to the tomatoes, the tomatoes have all been picked.

I went to pick tomatoes today and made five hundred dollars!"