"Hey, mom, why do you always think about calling me?" In the morning, Song Qingyun received a call from the Queen Mother and was very surprised.

The Queen Mother seemed a little depressed and sad: "Why, if I don't call you, you won't contact me on your own initiative? I am a lonely old man who was left at home by my son and ignored me. I feel sad."

Song Qingyun was about to comfort her, but a vague sound of mahjong came from the other end of the phone, and someone was shouting: "Aunt Song, it's time for you to play cards. Just play cards. What phone call are you?"

Aunt Song said angrily: "What's the hurry? Are you not a son?"

Song Qingyun: "Hey, I've been working hard on the card table early in the morning. As you do, you have to play three mahjong games a day. I'm having a happy life!"

My mother has become addicted to numbness in the past two years.

She worked hard with her father in her early years, and she was busy with business and had no time to play.

Later, my family went bankrupt and I had enough food, so naturally there was no personal entertainment.

Later, the family had a better life and she retired. Song Qingyun worked in another place again. She suddenly had more time and could not withstand the invitation from her sisters, so she learned mahjong.

The fight is not big, and there will be only three or five hundred winners in one game.

Song Qingyun advised her several times, but it would be fine if she couldn't persuade her. The elderly have to find something for her, otherwise they will have to mess with you when they are free. Playing cards and using their brains can also prevent Alzheimer's disease.

The Queen Mother chuckled: "Ask you something."

Song Qingyun: "Mom, tell me."

Queen Mother: "By the way, is there anyone in your village playing mahjong?"

Song Qingyun: "Nonsense, one billion people are betting 800 million, and one hundred million are dancing, and the rest are 25. Our province is a nationally renowned Massachusetts. Can no one play cards in the village?"

The Empress Dowager asked the villagers how big they usually fought. Song Qingyun replied distressedly, not too big, two yuan. Two or three hundred yuan won and lost in a game. After several times, the villagers didn't listen. In addition, there were many people fighting Landlords. But the total input was not more than six hundred, so he didn't want to ask.

Of course, Za Jinhua strictly stopped this thing. Once you play it, you will have no king's law and you can lose much money. It is suspected of gathering people to gamble, and the impact is too bad.

Song Qingyun: "Mom, what do you want to do?"

Queen Mother: "Just have a brand to match."

Song Qingyun felt a little bad: "Mom, what do you mean?"

"Son, are you sure you won't go home for the New Year this year?"

Song Qingyun looked bitterly: "I want to come back too. This Hongshi Village is only a little larger, and it's nothing to stay in the village during the Chinese New Year. However, letting me on duty during the Chinese New Year is not only the meaning of Director Lu, but also the order of Secretary Jiang in the city. Who dares to disobey?"

"Ah, my son is amazing. He was personally ordered by the secretary."

"What do you mean by yourself? He doesn't like me!"

The Queen Mother: "Son, since you can't go home, your New Year is boring. I think about it and I will come to the village to accompany you during the Spring Festival. I will come here in a few days. I will tell you what you want to eat and use, and I will buy it for you. By the way, I like playing cards, so remember to find someone for me when the time comes."

Song Qingyun took a breath: "Mom, I'm very happy and welcome to come to the village, but playing cards is absolutely not allowed. If you ask someone to say something."

The Queen Mother was angry: "It's not okay to play cards. You really think of the influence of what kind of official you are. You are just a errand worker, and you are a village official."

Song Qingyun was depressed: "Yes, yes, your son is a salted fish, which is embarrassing to you. We are poor here, and there are not many old ladies who can play cards with you, and they don't have money either. If you want to come, come."

After the call ended, Song Qingyun thought about it and felt that this was not very good.

What he dislikes most is playing cards. He often preaches to villagers in the village: fellow villagers, uncles, brothers and sisters, it is not easy to make money! The strong labor force in our village only works hard on the construction site for more than 200 yuan a day. He worked hard for a month, but he lost all the money at the card table all night. Are you worthy of your wife and children at home? Are you worthy of your own blood and sweat shed on the construction site? The purpose of making money is to make our lives better. Now, it’s better, not to talk about it in vain, but also makes the children roll their eyes. Is it worth the wife fighting with you?

As a result, Huang Erwa directly retorted: "Who said we will definitely lose, when we win? If we lose a few times, we will get a big name back. Only by fighting will you win, and if you dare to sing, you will become famous."

With him leading the way, the villagers said, "Yes, anyway, everyone is either relatives or brothers playing cards together. You lose to me today, and I lose to you tomorrow. There will be a comeback and a return. Finally, the total account will be a draw, and everyone is happy."

"Even if you can't win back, there are no cheap outsiders, and the meat is rotten in the pot."

Song Qingyun said it a few times, and even said that it was dry and it didn't work, so he felt powerless.

After all, the villagers are still too idle. If the grape project is implemented, everyone will have work to do.

When it comes to grape project, he has a headache. Durimi and Ronan are in love, but the pillow style on his side has never worked. Every time he asks, he answers that he dare not mention it. Ronan's personality is just like that, suspicious and sensitive. Once he mentions it, he may be kicked out of the house by her and completely messed up the matter.

When you slowly draw it, go into the village quietly, don’t shoot it.

Song Qingyun had no choice but fortunately, there was still some time before the harvest of winter wheat, so he could only think of a solution slowly. In any case, let’s talk about the New Year first.

During the Spring Festival, the main task of the village is to maintain stability, prevent fire and theft.

A few days ago, the village just issued a notice banning fireworks and firecrackers. From the current point of view, the villagers can understand it and the effect is quite good.

After all, hearing the sound of firecrackers during the Chinese New Year is the obsession of the older generation. Most of the younger generations do not agree with firecrackers. We have been working for a year and are extremely tired. Finally, we have this holiday. We should eat, drink, sleep well for a few days and doze off for a few days. What's the point of firecrackers? Isn't it burning money, and it's so clamoring.

My mother's words just now reminded Song Qingyun that it's fine, but gambling is prohibited during the Chinese New Year should also be mentioned on the agenda.

He hurriedly called Liu Yonghua and called on the radio, asking all the village committee cadres to meet at the village committees.

Soon, all the committee members gathered in the large office.

Everyone was moved, and Song Qingyun and Gong Zhenxin connected to the video on their mobile phone: "Hey, hey, hey, can you see Secretary Gong?"

"You can hear it, and you won't get stuck."

Thanks to the movement, the signal is very good even in the ravine.

Gong Zhenxin was in the hospital for infusion. He had a serious diabetes and had a cold recently, but he seemed mentally depressed and said weakly: "Secretary Song, Yonghua, I don't have the strength and can't think. In this way, even if I attend, I will not express my opinion. I firmly support the collective decision of all the members of the village committees."

Song Qingyun said: "Okay, everyone is here now. Today's proposal is about banning gambling during the Spring Festival. Yonghua and I have already talked about this just now, and I want to ask Yonghua to speak."

Liu Yonghua said: "Secretary Gong, members, I just discussed Song Qingyun and I have three suggestions. First, from now until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, our village will carry out a one-month ban on gambling; second, the village committees will preach in the form of posting notices and broadcast notices. After the cadres of each village group came down, they will notify the households separately and are not allowed to play cards and bet on money; third, the village committees will form a leading group for gambling, with Secretary Song Qingyun as the group leader, Liu Yonghua as the deputy group leader, and grassroots militia as the backbone, daily inspections, and heavy work together."

After he finished speaking, the village cadres looked at each other.

Song Qingyun was a little confused and asked, "What's wrong?"

Huang Ge'er said: "Secretary Song, the villagers have been working outside for a year, and now they have finally come home to rest for a month. It's winter lunar month, and there is no work in the field, so they are idle. If you don't play cards, what do you want them to do? Hundreds of men stay in the village will be messy."

Song Qingyun was unhappy: "Why are you messing around? Why can't you find something to do? You can't sleep at home without work, you can't chat with someone, you can't play mobile phones, games, and watch videos online? There are so many entertainment activities in the world, and there is not only one way to play cards, right?"

Lao Dian is a cannon. He used to like playing cards. However, he couldn't sit for a long time after the femoral head was a problem, so he quit. But after all, his addiction is hard to eliminate. When someone builds the Great Wall, he would stand by and watch for a long time and buy two horses by the way.

Song Qingyun said he wanted to ban gambling, but he was unhappy and said, "Song Qingyun, what you said are all things between young people and city people. We don't want to play, but we don't have much interest. You said that they would tell them to set up the dragon gate formation, and there would be more conflicts. In the past, our village had more fights every year due to neighborhood disputes. Since we started playing mahjong and playing golden flowers, we were very harmonious. I can turn a blind eye to this matter. Are you not panicked when you see the strong men on the streets swaying in nothing?"

Several village committee members who also like to play cards also nodded and agreed.

Lao Dian is not giving face anymore, but Song Qingyun doesn’t feel that it is an offense to him. What he likes is that everyone sits together and speaks freely, and don’t hide it. If you have any questions, you will be on the table and solve problems in public.

He likes to live with such straightforward people, and at worst he can have a fight.

Song Qingyun was about to speak, when Chen Jianguo next to him tapped the table with his cell phone and shouted: "Old Dai, what did you say? Secretary Song has never seen any big scenes. Secretary Jiang wants to treat him to dinner, and he is still afraid of trouble? I remind you that gambling is illegal. If you really want to be stubborn, you have to be arrested to sit in the work room."

Being so stubborn means being strong, being ruthless and unkind.

Chen Jianguo has lived a comfortable life these two days. Mei Yong and his family lived in his house, bringing 10,000 yuan to their family. Song Qingyun gave him another second-hand mobile phone. Although the phone was outdated, it was worth 7,000 yuan at the time. This was the only one in the village, which made him very proud. Whenever he saw someone, he would take out the phone and take out a note from Song Qingyun who gave him, for fear that others would not see it.

Song Qingyun brought him many benefits and was also flattering. Seeing Lao Dian refuting Secretary Song's opinion, his document would naturally arouse in anger.

Lao Dian: "What is illegal? Where is the king's law?"

Chen Jianguo: "Old Dian, do I need to tell me what law you violate? You can review the Public Security Administration Punishment Law by yourself, and it can be explained clearly."

Lao Dian has a bad temper and is angry: "Chen Jianguo, I ask you, the villagers in our village are gambling. Not to mention the mahjong that wins and loses a few hundred yuan at a time, just take the elderly card played by the elderly. They only cost 50 cents a handful, and two or three yuan a game can be considered gambling, and they need to do it."

Chen Jianguo: "I will definitely be punished."

"Haha, haha."

Chen Jianguo played with his cell phone: "Why are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at you how to punish others, you can come up with a suggestion."

Chen Jianguo: "No, if you catch a card game, you should be fined and sent to the police station to the police station."

"Haha, hehe." Lao Diao continued to sneer: "The people who play the old age card are all 80-year-olds who walk well enough. They are so poor that they rely on their children to give Huanggu living expenses every year. If you go to fine them, do you believe it or not, they spit on your face? You catch them to the police station. This winter, you are sick and treat them? The police are unwilling to accept it!"

"Okay, okay, even if the public security impartially enforces the law, and the New Year comes to arrest people, our whole village is playing cards. Can he catch them?" Lao Dian said: "One billion people are betting 900 million, and there are more than 800 people in our village. Whoever does not play cards during the New Year must be arrested, and the police station must have enough cells to lock people in? Chen Jianguo, what are you talking nonsense?"
Chapter completed!