Gong Zhu was puzzled: "There is still such a statement?"

Song Qingyun nodded.

Gong Zhu: "If you play one cent and one piece of money, you can win or lose two or three dollars in a game of mahjong, and you have to catch it?"

Song Qingyun: "Of course, the current two or three dollars may not be anything. In the first thirty or forty years, ordinary workers' monthly salary was only a few dozen yuan, and the amount of two or three dollars was already huge. It depends on how the law enforcement agency calculates it with you."

Gong Zhu's expression changed drastically and shouted to the people inside: "Please put away all the money and don't set it on the table. Do you think you have more money?"

Huang Ming argued with Song Qingyun as usual: "Sister Zhuhua, Song Qingyun is scaring you! Even if you are gambled, just bet. Well, we won't bet. Dear brothers and officials, let's just play Huanggu. One chip is a pound of Huanggu, right?"

Gong Zhu then realized: "Song Qingyun, are you determined to be unable to get along with me?"

Song Qingyun advised: "Gambling is really not good."

He had an objection to the mahjong machine in the Zhuhua Xiaobuying Department. In order to play cards, the villagers had conflicts, and the couple had conflicts. What happened was really hard to describe.

Take something that happened some time ago. A family’s wife brought a bag of millet on a motorcycle to Gong Zhu to make rice.

Gongzhu’s convenience store has a rice mill, which is not expensive, only a few thousand yuan. Every time the villagers come to the rice and collect five yuan of electricity bills and machines to spend. Because it is an exclusive business, there are so many families in the village, and the business is pretty good.

After playing rice, the wife saw that someone beside her was playing Jinhua, and she couldn't walk. She tied her sleeves and squeezed them up. After two hours, not only did she lose all her pocket money, but she even lost the rice and bran she had just played.

After returning home, she couldn't explain it, so her man became angry, "Betting, and the bet was so that there was no rice at home. Are you still an individual?"

The couple was bleeding from the heads of fighting.

Until now, the wife is still at her parents' home and refuses to come back.

Song Qingyun has a slight moral obsession and has always wanted to persuade Gong Zhu not to let someone play cards at home. Unfortunately, for Liu Yonghua's sake, it is not convenient to say too much.

The atmosphere here is like this, but it is difficult to change.

Gong Zhu: "You don't care."

"I'll just say it." Seeing that the joy next to me was calm, Song Qingyun said, "Sister Zhuhua, come two bottles of Coke, can't you charge me a high price, right?"

He didn't eat breakfast, was hungry and thirsty, so he just used Fatty Happy Water to replenish calories and moisture.

Happy: "If I don't drink, I will get fat."

Song Qingyun disagreed: Sister, you eat so many snacks and have higher calories!

Gong Zhu: "If you don't sell, you are unhappy in your business. Could it be that you still force yourself to buy it?"

At this moment, there was a sound of engines, and Liu Yonghua's van was parked at the entrance of Xiaomai, and he went home.

I was happy to see Liu Yonghua as if he saw the backbone, and cried again: "Brother Yonghua, I'm always insulting women, you have to make the decision for me."

Liu Yonghua: "He insulted women, insulted you? Xiaoyi, you are a little girl, not a woman."

Immediately made my love laugh.

I was happy to talk about the events of the past two days and paintings.

Song Qingyun hesitated for a moment, but grabbed Lao Liu's teacup and fucked him.

After hearing this, Liu Yonghua asked again, who else except Lao Dian resisted the village cadre meeting?

I am happy to complain: "There are still three team captain Huang Ge'er, who jumps very high."

Huanggua is a banyan tree, Huanggua is nicknamed, and his name is Chen Yongzhong.

Liu Yonghua didn't talk nonsense and immediately videoed with him on WeChat: "Huang Ge cousin, it's me, Liu Yonghua. This time the village cadre meeting, I heard you jumped very high!"

Huang Ge: "What do I jump high? I just want to tell me what I think."

"Is it that I want money yet? How much is it? Eight hundred, can I give it to you?"

Huang Ge smiled and said, "Yonghua, you can do it. My cousin is so tight. How much pocket money can you give me."

"If I don't have money, I will help you work. Don't you want to sow the wheat in your family? I will ask your parents and your wife to rest at home. I will help your family finish the work alone. Can you pay 800 yuan?"

Huang Ge couldn't stand it immediately: "Cousin, cousin, are you looking for me to be beaten to death by my parents? My parents are even more affectionate to you than me."

This matter has to be said to be more than 20 years ago, his father was a worker and worked in the city all year round. His mother was very weak and could not do farm work. At that time, he was just a child and could not help much.

What should I do if my mother can’t do farm work? She stood in the field and cried miserably.

Liu Yonghua couldn't stand it anymore, so he rolled up his trousers and went down to the ground to help.

From that time on, whenever the Huangge family had something to do, Liu Yonghua would take the initiative to help.

Huang Ge’s parents remember this kindness in their hearts.

Liu Yonghua nodded: "Okay, tomorrow at 8 o'clock, the village committees will hold a meeting, come."

"Okay, I'll do it, can't I do it?"

"By the way, you can use the tea. If you have melon seeds, stir-fry two or three pounds, then bring a few bottles of boiling water."

"Okay, I didn't get the 800 yuan meeting fee but lost a lot of money."

"Hang."

...

"Uncle Dian, tomorrow at 8 o'clock, the meeting will be held in the village committee meeting room." Liu Yonghua called Lao Dian. This time he changed his attitude and his tone was stiff.

The old dial naturally refused to sell the bill and shouted, "Yonghuawa, you are ordering your uncle, why are you? If you don't come, I won't come either."

"You still want money, you think beautifully."

Lao Dian: "I don't want your money, I just don't come to the meeting. Are you a village chief so great?"

Liu Yonghua: "Yes, I'm just amazing."

"Bad, who are you? You're so angry?"

Liu Yonghua: "You don't know who I am, Uncle Dian, I am the one you can't afford to offend."

"I'm just going to mess with you if you are not big or small, so what's wrong with you?"

"Uncle Dian, you have to reason. If you can't listen, do you? Then I'll ask Xiao Zheng to call you."

Over there, Lao Dian was anxious and angry: "You dare... I, I..."

Liu Yonghua: "Apologize to Leyi immediately. I'll say it's OK on the phone, I'll turn on the hands-free."

"I'm not...happy, sorry..."

Liu Yonghua: "I can't hear clearly, just shout loudly."

"I'm sorry, can you do it?" The voice became a little louder, very impatient, but at least he apologized.

Happy: "You have insulted women, I don't accept it, I don't accept it."

Liu Yonghua turned around and shouted, "Okay, just be happy to vent a few words. Uncle Dian, you will have a meeting at 8 o'clock tomorrow night, so you are not allowed to be late. In addition, you can buy a pack of cigarettes for everyone to smoke, and it doesn't have to be too expensive, it's enough for ten yuan."

Then he called and notified other village cadres, with an unquestionable tone, and he solved the matter in just a few seconds.

Shows the style of a village leader.
Chapter completed!