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Chapter 39 Chen Changqing

Chen Jianguo was furious and cursed: "Good you Chen Zhonggui, the toad still wants to eat swan meat. Your second brother Nong, who is in his early 1940s, wants to marry a 20-year-old city girl. Who will give you the courage?"

Chen Zhonggui: "Didn't I say it?"

"Also, you are so ugly, how beautiful they are!"

“Yes, yes, yes.”

"You are a poor household, but they are female cadres. Do you know what female cadres are? They are officials. By the way, Secretary Song and Comrade Qiao's car look quite high-end, how much does it cost?"

Song Qingyun: "It's about 800,000 yuan, and it's a vulgarity to talk about money."

"My good guy." Chen Jianguo was surprised and spitted Chen Zhonggui again: "Toad."

Chen Zhonggui blushed into purple, and his whole body shrank into a ball. If there was a crack on the ground, he might have crawled in. He kept saying, "I am guilty and I am guilty, I just think about it."

"It's not okay to think about it. Thinking about it is an insult to your superiors."

"I'm guilty, I'm guilty."

Song Qingyun frowned: "Chen Jianguo, don't scold people. Chen Zhonggui, as long as you are willing to work hard and get rid of poverty and become rich, there will definitely be women with you."

He asked Chen Zhonggui again if he had confidence in raising chickens.

Chen Zhonggui said that raising chickens is so simple, who doesn’t raise them? Isn’t it just that scatters some broken rice every day, and they don’t have to worry about it, and they will grow up in a few months.

Song Qingyun said this is a laying hen. Why do you still want to grow freely? Each chicken can produce 180 eggs a year. Are you not afraid of the chickens being released and laying the eggs outside?

I asked if the feed for chickens was enough.

Chen Zhonggui replied that he must be careful, so he would just circle the bamboo fence behind his house and build a shed. As for feed, he really didn’t have the money to buy it. However, he still had surplus grain at home, so he would throw it away. At worst, it would grow slower and lay less eggs. By the end of the year, it would be enough to change some food.

Song Qingyun felt that he made sense, but things had to start anyway. At first, the scale was smaller, but later it could be gradually expanded and specialized. First of all, you have to give real benefits to poor households.

After asking Chen Zhonggui to bring the chickens home, Song Qingyun wanted to notify the other three poor households on the determined list to come and collect them. After thinking about it, it would be better to deliver them directly to the door. First, to show respect, second, to seem to attach great importance to this matter, and third, to further narrow the relationship with the poor households.

So, he found a chicken bus with Chen Jianguo and pushed the chicken seedlings all the way.

The so-called rooster bus is a wooden wheelbarrow. Because the front of the car is raised high and looks like a proud rooster, it is named.

Chen Jianguo knew that Wan Xinke had become a deserter himself, which made Song Qingyun very dissatisfied and took the initiative to take on the task of pushing the cart this time.

Unfortunately, he usually doesn't work, so the car was pushed crookedly and almost fell into the ditch on the side of the road several times. Song Qingyun hurried up to help, but the route continued to go wrong, which made the two of them sweat a lot.

When this scene fell into the eyes of the villagers, they burst into laughter. There were even little kids chasing behind them while clapping their hands and singing "Sanitary Napkin Secretary".

Chen Jianguo was so angry that he kept scolding, saying that he wanted the militia to tie up the adults from the child's house.

Song Qingyun doesn't care.

In a moment, the two of them arrived at Chen Changqing's house.

As mentioned earlier, the poor households who piloted the raising of chickens were carefully selected by Song Qingyun and Chen Jianguo and had certain representativeness. For example, Chen Zhonggui is an activist, and a single-handed son is a representative of poverty caused by disability, while Chen Changqing is a typical example of poverty caused by laziness.

Chen Changqing, nicknamed Sleeping God, has been lazy since he was a child. He has to sleep until three o'clock every day before getting up, eat food randomly, and then slump on the bench under the eaves, listen to the radio, and drink old wine. He drinks until noon, and he is almost drunk, and it is time to nap.

I woke up at noon at 4 pm, then I ate some food, lie on the bed and watch TV, until I fell asleep and started another day's cycle.

Overall, he doesn't wake up much in the day.

Because I spend too much sleep, I naturally don’t have the energy to farm and work. I am still a bachelor and live a life of relief.

It's exactly four o'clock in the afternoon, and it's Chen Changqing's time to wake up, so he went there.

Soon, the two of them came to the door of the ragged courtyard, and Chen Jianguo knocked on the door: "Chen Changqing, are you here in Chen Changqing? I am Chen Jianguo."

No one said anything.

Chen Jianguo knocked out and got angry and kicked him out: "Chen Changqing, you won't sleep again, Secretary Song will come to see you, open the door, and send you warmth."

"Here, come, but the party and the government are waiting for it." A cheer came, and an old man in his early sixties opened the door and grabbed Song Qingyun's hand and kept shaking: "Secretary Song, it's so difficult for me. My family is really hard. Look, you're here, you're here, what else can I send? Please sit at home and I'll make tea for you. I'm so difficult, I'm so hard, I can't continue to live."

This person is also a performative personality. He speaks pitifully and even cries.

Song Qingyun looked closely and saw Chen Changqing's clothes were torn and unkempt. What era has it been? There were patches on the collar and elbows of his clothes.

No, this set of clothes is quite clean. Is it a pre-prepared prop?

The elderly in the countryside have experienced hard years. Seeing the wind, sun and rain in the ground, most of them have old appearances. For example, Gong Zhu's father, Gong Qing, is in his early sixties, has a terraced field with gray hair. For example, Huang Ming, who is in his thirties, has crow's feet at the corners of his eyes.

Chen Changqing, in front of him, had fair face and shiny black hair. If he changed into a new outfit and washed his face, it would be no different from the retired old man in the city, and he would look young.

Have a good rest and beautification, you can really stay young forever!

Song Qingyun: "Chen Changqing, your family's difficulties are really there, and the country will not ignore you."

"It's enough for the country to care about me, I believe in the leader." Chen Changqing wiped his eyes with his hands, wanted to cry, but couldn't make out tears, so he had to do it.

His eyes, which were full of sleep and energetic, rolled around and fell on the box containing the chicken seedlings, as if he was thinking about what was good inside.

Chen Jianguo opened the box and said, "Chen Changqing, this is a good-bred laying hen. I will give you thirty, so I will take it home."

"That's it?" Chen Changqing was stunned, and then became very angry: "I'll give this to warmth?"

Chen Jianguo: "Is this chicken not good?"

Chen Changqing said angrily: "Each chicken weighs multiple times."

Song Qingyun did not doubt that he had him and replied: "It's probably two or two one."

Chen Changqing scolded: "This is really a sparrow in trouble - there is no two taels of meat on it! Whatever you ask me to eat, what if you ask me to eat?"
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