In the end, Liu Yonghua had the prestige and stepped forward to separate them. "Bamboohua, have you finished it? Go home."

Then he shouted to everyone: "Sisters-in-law and sister-in-law, it's almost dawn. Don't you sleep? Go back, go back!"

Everyone was quieter, and the two women with messy hair, Zhuhua and Luo Nan, glared at each other.

The feeling of justice was full of pleasure and refused to give up: "It's not like that. Liu Yonghua, you are the village chief. Your wife is chewing around outside. This is a slander. Apologize, and you must apologize to Luo Nan and Secretary Song."

Song Qingyun frowned: "Forget it, everyone, go home and rest!" The situation has basically subsided, and it would be best if you just dispersed. It is really unnecessary to be happy that you suddenly jumped out and say something.

The Angel of Justice was happy but refused to give up: "No, you can't just forget it. Zhuhua, I want to ask you, what is the purpose of your dirty and innocent person? Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes,

"No, I asked Zhuhua, it's not her." Liu Yonghua said: "I can be responsible for what I said."

Song Qingyun nodded: "I believe in you and Zhuhua Sister."

Happy: "Then why the stones thrown at the Ronan family are the same as those of yours?"

Luo Nan was a little scared: "Lie, Yonghua said it was not a bamboo flower, then it was not her. Even if it was, it would be fine if it was not thrown away in the future. Let the past go through like this, and we will be relatives or sisters in the future."

It would be fine if she didn't say this. As soon as she said this, Gong Zhu became furious and screamed in anger: "Madam Luo, why are you pretending to be a good person? You said you won't throw it away in the future. It's just a sister. Who is a sister to you, the vixen? You pretend to be pitiful and just want to win everyone's sympathy. In this way, they really think it was the stone I threw, and you are accusation."

Luo Nan shrank and sobbed: "No, how dare I frame you, sister-in-law? Didn't you frame me and Secretary Song just now?"

"Cry again, cry again, my God!" Zhuhua completely collapsed and shouted shrillly: "Yes, it's the stone I threw. I'm so angry that you robbed my business and I just want to mess with you. What's wrong! Come and catch me, tie me to the police station, and take me up the mountain for labor reform!"

"No, it's not you. I believe you, Sister Zhuhua, I'm going to sleep." Luo Nan wiped his tears and turned back to the room.

This was the first time that Zhuhua and Luo Nan had a head-on confrontation after they formed a beam, but they were defeated and they were miserably defeated.

She also turned around and ran away crying, shouting, "Hezhe I am a bad person. All of you think I am a bad person. Liu Yonghua, I want to divorce you, pack up my things and get out of here!"

Liu Yonghua sighed, not knowing what to do.

The next step is to collect evidence.

The group happily surrounded the village cadres to Luo Nan's house, took photos, restored the crime scene... It took an hour to disperse.

Song Qingyun looked at Liu Yonghua next to him: "Yonghua is not done by bamboo flowers, this is not her style of doing things. My sister-in-law is straightforward and feels unhappy. She just beats her and throws a stone too despicable."

Liu Yonghua smiled bitterly: "My wife is Little Chili, what can you do?"

"You'd better go home and be careful with your sister-in-law and avoid a fire in the backyard. The election will be held soon, and the work tasks are heavy and you can't be affected."

"I know."

It was already five o'clock in the morning. Now Luo Nan was dealing with the village committee for a night. He was alone and widowed. Lixia, and couldn't explain clearly. Song Qingyun was not good at going back, so he went to Huang Ming's house to live.

Huang Ming's mother is also a gossiper. She was so lively just now, so she was naturally indispensable.

The old lady took Song Qingyun home, grabbed her son from the bed and rushed him to sleep in another room.

Huang Erwa was furious and said that he was sleeping well. Isn’t this a torment? Song Qingyun, you bully others by virtue of your power.

But he still gave in and took the initiative to get a basin of foot washing water. Song Qingyun naturally accepted it honestly and unceremoniously.

Not to mention, although Song Qingyun and Huang Erwa argued every time they met, they could all get along with each other. After all, they were all young people. Huang Ming had been a soldier for several years and had seen the world, and they had a lot of common language.

People who have been soldiers are different. The room is clean and the bed is comfortable to sleep.

After breakfast the next day, Huang Erwa suddenly snorted: "Song Qingyun, even if you want to find a woman, you can't look for Luo Nan. That woman is very sexy and glares at the man. She still wants to ask someone to go to her shop to buy things and take care of the business, or she wants someone to work for her for free if there is something at home. How can you say this? This is to bring the gender benefits of women to the extreme."

Song Qingyun was a little embarrassed: "Stop joking."

Huang Erwa: "Actually, to be honest, Luo Po is pretty and has a taste for men. Many villagers are attracted to her. After all, there are so many bachelors here. They have scandals, jealousy, and even throw stones to retaliate. Let's talk about the stone, yes, only the pebbles are in Zhuhua's family. But there are people who come and go, and there are not many tables of mahjong at all times. It's not surprising that others secretly carry two stones in their bags. Gong Zhu is really wronged."

Song Qingyun's heart moved: "It makes sense. It seems that we can start from this aspect. Huang Erwa, give me some tips."

Huang Ming was annoyed: "Ask me everything, what do you want you to do. Song Qingyun, you even rob my bed, why should I help you?"

Song Qingyun: "Okay, I'll go and inquire by myself."

Huang Ming suddenly sighed: "Madam Luo is so beautiful, and her small waist makes people's hearts beat. If I, Huang Erwa, were a bachelor, I might have gone after me."

The eldest aunt pouted and scolded: "Huang Erwa, you ugly monster."

Huang Ming panicked: "Good girl, don't tell your mom about this, dad will die."

Although she didn't sleep for a few hours, Song Qingyun was young and still in full spirit.

He visited several families in the village and asked in no way who was close to Ronan and who had had conflicts with people because of this. After asking for a long time, he couldn't find out the key points.

On the other end, Song Qingyun's spy Huang Ming's father called in and said, "Secretary Song, I want to inform you."

Our Secretary Xiao Song was helpless: "Old Huang, you are referring to the situation, not a rumor."

Lao Huang said: "Secretary Song, I will report to you a situation. Chen Shangding is back and has brought back a lot of things, a full car, and it looks abnormal at first glance."

As a candidate, Chen Shangding contacted the village committee and the election office yesterday. He finally arranged the business he had. He has lived in the village for some time until the end of the election. In the future, no matter whether he can be elected or not, he will focus his main work on the village. First, if he is elected as a village director, he will have to live here according to the system; secondly, even if he is not elected, once his farm starts preparing, land transfer, planting, greenhouses, and equipment, they all need to be guarded and cannot be left.

All members of the village committees, including Song Qingyun, were very excited. They had begun to imagine the success of Chen Shangding, a farm that had invested tens of millions and would have to be invested one after another in the future.

Chen Shangding wanted to live in his hometown for a long time. He was a rich man again. He must be very particular about life. He had to pull a cart with a lot of pots and pans?

"I don't think anything is abnormal. Shang Ding is coming back to build his hometown, we welcome it."

Lao Huang: "Secretary, just look at it, I can't explain it clearly."

When Song Qingyun arrived at the yard of Gong Zhenxin's nephew whom Chen Shangding rented, he was slightly surprised.

When Lao Huang heard that Chen Shangding pulled a cart of things over, he originally thought it was just a light truck.

But I didn't expect it to be a four-bridge truck with a load of 40 tons. The village road is so narrow, and I don't know how the driver drove in. It's good at driving skills.

Seeing that the car was filled with cartons, Chen Shangding's construction workers were moving boxes into the house.

Chen Shangding only had a couple, did he get so many things?

"Secretary Song, are you here? I have something I want to discuss with you!" Chen Shangding came up enthusiastically, asked Song Qingyun to sit down, make tea again, and chat with him.

Song Qingyun: "Shang Ding is welcome to return to his hometown to invest, what do you say?"

Chen Shangding said: "I won't talk about the election in advance. Last time, Secretary Song and the cadres of the village committee mentioned that they wanted a farm. Now the preparations are to be started. The surveying and mapping have been completed and further construction can be started. I plan to let the machine go up the mountain, first build a few walkways, then pull the soil up the mountain and lay it on the stones, and restore the terraced fields from decades ago. What do you think? I told Secretary Zhenxin that he agreed in principle."

Song Qingyun: "If you set up a farm, it will inevitably involve land transfer. Isn't it not appropriate to start construction before the procedures are completed? Of course, the land is collective, and the transfer of land must be approved by the relevant units, and I have no authority. I just want to remind you that you start construction now. If there are any twists and turns in the procedures in the future, it will be very troublesome."

"No trouble, no trouble." Chen Shangding smiled and said, "I have contacted the dozen or so villagers who want to transfer the land, and the compensation conditions have been reached. They also agreed to me to start construction first. Anyway, they are all barren mountains that don't even grow grass, and it's useless to put them there. Even if things can't be done in the future, I will help them transport soil to the mountains and restore terraces. They plant whatever they want and ship them. It can be regarded as my contribution to my fellow villagers. Who made me a person from Hongshi Village? I have my roots here."

Song Qingyun was overjoyed and held his hand. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "Great and noble" and "for rich and kindness."

Chen Shangding is the most promising person in Hongshi Village. When he came back this time, many villagers came to say hello to him.

The person in charge of receiving Chen Shangding's wife Dai Rong. This time she put her attitude very low and did not give away old clothes to others. She put on fruits and snacks, and made tea to chat with her mother-in-law and aunts.

As we chatted, we set up the card table and started to make golden flowers.

Soon, more than a dozen people gathered in front of the big round table, and it was very lively.

Dai Rong deliberately or unintentionally pleased the villagers, and did not play according to the rules, quickly exporting more than a thousand yuan.

After winning her money, everyone's impression of her was a little better.

Song Qingyun had a slight moral obsession and could not tolerate gambling, so he couldn't help but frown.

What disgusted him the most about this Hongshi Village was his gambling. He walked around the village and his ears were filled with numbness.

Dai Rong glanced at Song Qingyun: "Secretary Song is not allowed to play cards, or I will accept it."

Following the customs of the countryside, Song Qingyun didn't want to overdo it and said: "It's okay to play cards, but you can't gamble, especially the village cadres must not participate. If you catch them, you have to deal with it."

Dai Rong chuckled: "It's still so troublesome to be a village cadre. Then Shang Ding, don't choose, you're not free."

Several mother-in-law and aunts also said, "Yes, yes, let's not choose Shangding, otherwise Dai Rong will not play cards with us."

Dai Rong smiled again: "Even if my Shang Ding becomes the village chief, it doesn't matter. He doesn't play cards, so it has nothing to do with him whether I play or not."

"Then let's choose Shang Ding."

Dai Rong's eyes rolled and said, "I was joking just now. Shang Ding killed a sheep today. Everyone was having dinner here at noon."

"Okay, okay, just eat Shangding. Such a big boss, it's useless to not eat."

Dai Rong continued to laugh: "Eat enough, eat well." He also ordered a construction worker: "Xiao Wang, let the master make some delicious, the taste is important. Our Gong family and Chen family all like spicy food."

She dressed simply today and could talk to the mother-in-law and aunts of Hongshi Village. She didn't have the arrogance of being arrogant last time, and everyone was a country man.

I don't know what the reason for this change is.
Chapter completed!