Chapter 641: Rurality

Chapter 641 641. Rural Character

But having said that, none of the three of them took this matter seriously.

Not to mention that Party Secretary Xiao Zhu has been in the village for two years. There are some things she doesn't want to think about, but that doesn't mean she has no means.

As for Guo Dong, he was born among a bunch of old men and old ladies in the old city.

As for Song Tan...then she is even less panicked.

This is not to say that he has anything to rely on, but that Old Man Li will eventually return to the village.

They, the older generation of villagers, pay attention to local character and human relations.

If he hadn't stopped his son from cheating on Song Tan today, he might have cried twice in the night - because this would ruin his country character. When he died, no one from the village would come to help with the funeral or carry the coffin. Grave.

Old people like them pay attention to the fact that death is the same as life. When a person dies, the funeral must be thoughtful and grand enough.

Otherwise, walking will be unstable.

All kinds of tedious details are not arranged by one-stop service like in cities where you just pay for it.

Even though the old people say they expect their children to support them in old age, looking at these old people in the village, they don’t really have anything to do and no one wants to trouble their children.

Aren’t they all relying on fellow villagers?

Therefore, Song Tan's heart is also stable.

She was a little irritable before, just because she didn't want to see such a superb person in her life. Otherwise, it would be really difficult to control oneself and not rely on spiritual energy to hit people.

As for whether Old Man Li will wake up...Song Tan can be so stable, so he naturally knows it well.

No, the three of them checked the nearby word-of-mouth restaurants on their mobile phones, and happily decided to eat barbecue.

After waiting for the meat to be roasted, Party Secretary Zhu Zhu let out a long sigh:

"Oh my god, it feels like a lifetime ago to have such a serious meal out!"

Guo Dong also paused: "After I graduate, I won't have any friends to accompany me to eat like this."

Song Tan:......

"Then you are a bit pathetic."

But before the two of them could glare at her, she stared at the meat in the baking pan and sighed:

"I'm different. I have a good tongue. This meat is not as delicious as my food. I really have no appetite."

As soon as he said this, Guo Dong, who still goes to the vegetable garden to pick vegetables every day, silently put down his chopsticks.

Xiaozhu Party Secretary:...

She could only pretend not to hear that, and slowly drank the complimentary pumpkin soup, and then asked:

"You raised quite a lot of pigs this year. I'll share one with you during the Chinese New Year. If you like tobacco, alcohol, etc., just ask."

She was quite considerate: "If you find it troublesome, you don't have to kill me. I'll find a car and take you home. As you know, my grandfather is..."

"That won't work." Song Tan shook his head decisively: "The pigs have to be killed at home."

Qiao Qiao has become softer and softer after being pampered by them in the past six months. When the time comes when she hears the pigs braying, will she still cry secretly?

Song Tan had already planned it - before killing the pigs, he would feed them the fermented glutinous rice in the refrigerator to make them drunk. It was more silent and Qiaoqiao could accept it.

Like he said before: Don't let them hurt too much.

Guo Dong's eyes lit up when he heard this: "I have saved a lot of money! Can you sell me tens of kilograms of pork during the New Year?"

Song Tan laughed: "Oh, that won't work. Now the state stipulates that anything that hasn't been quarantined or hasn't been sent to the designated slaughtering place can't be sold."

Guo Dong:......

The aroma of the meat in the baking pan gradually emitted, but both of them lost their appetite at the same time, and only looked at her in frustration:

"Zhaozhu, you didn't even think about asking us to taste it!"

"How could that be?" Song Tan looked at them very sincerely: "You can eat whatever you want with the Chinese New Year pig meat."

Can that be the same?

Guo Dong turned his head: "Lord Party Secretary, enter!"

Party Secretary Xiao Zhu then cleared his throat:

"It's like this. Although your family has only raised a few pigs this year, don't you still want to raise cattle next time? Don't fool me! That day I heard Professor Song helping to find out where the calves are more cost-effective. !”

"If you don't want to sell them whole, you have to slaughter them, right? This is a family farm. You can apply for a license if you pass the quarantine."

Song Tan was not anxious at all:

"What's the weather like now? It's 30 to 40 degrees Celsius. Even if I buy a cow, I can't deliver it. Don't worry, we can do it next year."

How can that be done? !

Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, was anxious.

Their pigs are black and white, weighing two to three hundred pounds each. Regardless of whether they are stewed pig trotters or braised pork, I don’t know how fragrant it is!

If you don’t eat quickly while there are few people this year, how difficult will it be to compete next year?

She groaned angrily:

"You don't have to worry about it. You just talk about the certificates of your family's farm. Have you ever worried about it? You're not happy if someone helps you go through the procedures..."

"Hahahahahaha..."

Song Tan laughed, then picked up the meat from the baking pan and put it on Xiao Zhu's plate:

"Come on, come on, party secretary, eat more. I'll thank you for the hard work later on applying for the certificate."

Party Secretary Xiaozhu: ...What you are saying seems that I am not a Party Secretary, but an intermediary who applies for certificates.

…

The three of them spent an hour or two having a meal, but they didn't eat much meat. It was obvious that they were being naughty.

After I paid the bill and went out, I received a call from the police.

Without even thinking about it, Old Man Li’s son and daughter-in-law were not cheap, so they actually called the police.

When encountering this kind of thing, it is difficult for the police to deal with it, so they can only make peace with it first.

"The family of this patient said that you caused the old man to fall down, and they demanded compensation of 50,000 yuan..."

"50,000?!"

Guo Dong's eyes widened instantly: "Not even 50 cents."

Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, had a gentle expression and a calm tone:

"How is the old man?"

She looked at the closed door of the ward:

"It's like this, the old man is 60 years old this year, and he had a dispute with his grandson. Somehow he fell on the edge of the bamboo forest. We didn't find him until a while later."

"The village is remote and there is no car to find. We can only use the pickup truck at home. It took another hour or two to send him here... But he is not a family member, so it's useless to stay here, so I went out to fill my stomach in a hurry."

"In this case, I can't understand that the family wants 50,000 yuan in compensation. But I am also a member of the village, and let's not discuss whether it's money or not... We are still very worried about the old man's situation."

Policeman:...

Just, without mentioning the truth, the attitudes of both sides and the meaning behind their words, the difference is obvious, right?

Over there, he was crying out for compensation, but he was still hesitant when the hospital asked him to pay, and was also hesitant when asked about his age.

The son played with his phone, the daughter-in-law also played with her phone, and the remaining fat kid was also begging to play with his phone.

And here...

The contrast is really sharp!

The police also said seriously: "The old man is fine. The doctor said that he might have fainted because of the stimulation and accidentally fell. He will be fine after slowly recuperating in the future."

"But the family said that he fell at your door. This matter is not easy to deal with now..."