It was still early to return to Hongshi Village. It was nine o'clock in the morning. Gong Zhenxin was seeing a doctor at his daughter's house in the city, and Liu Yonghua was also in the city.

After I became pregnant, my stomach became bigger day by day and I didn’t come to the village office.

There are only Song Qingyun, Chen Jianguo and Lao Dian in the office.

Chen Jianguo and Lao Dian opened an inn at their own home, which was the stakeholder. It was also a bit like discussing a solution with them.

Lao Diao’s business is good, his waist is strong and his anger is thick. When he comes up, he pats Song Qingyun on the table and says, “Song Qingyun, what do you mean? You are so embarrassed that I can’t make a fortune, right? Seeing that there are so many people eating, there is no water left and you don’t let me drain the sewage, wouldn’t you force me to close the door?

Song Qingyun: "If this matter cannot be resolved, I really want to close your door."

"You dare!" Lao Dian shouted: "Song Qingyun, my inn has obtained a license and paid taxes, and is operating a business. Why do you have to close my door? Are you from the Industrial and Commercial Bureau or the Health and Family Planning Commission? Do you have this power?"

Song Qingyun: "I can report this situation to the relevant units, and the street can also punish you."

"You..." Lao Dian: "Song Qingyun, don't forget that my inn has solved the employment problems of four villagers. The four families, old and young, together with dozens of people, all rely on this job to make a living. After locking up my inn, I will ignore them when they make trouble. This is my family, and other families have also solved the work problems of many people. How can ten inns be able to gather one or two hundred people? It depends on how you can settle the matter at that time. You are enemies of the people in our Hongshi Village!"

Song Qingyun sneered and said, "Don't threaten me, your ten inns and farmhouses and related practitioners represent all the villagers?" Don't forget that there are more than 800 people in our village, and you only account for a small proportion. If you discharge polluted farmland, you will eat your family and cut off your future. Also, if you destroy the environment and have someone to travel in the future, you will harm the interests of the collective. If you dare to discharge sewage into your land, I will dare to close your door.

Lao Dian said, I have to line up anyway, I will stop working on this village cadre, do you love to keep in the inn?

After saying that, he threw his sleeves and left.

Song Qingyun was also angry and shouted to his back: "Then let's try it, Lao Dian, I advise you to take care of yourself."

Seeing Song Qingyun's whimpering look, Chen Jianguo stroked the greasy middle part with his hand and smiled: "Secretary Song, Lao Dai is that kind of awesome. Don't be angry, you're your own body if you get angry."

Song Qingyun: "I haven't talked about you yet. Your family's business is good and it produces a lot of domestic wastewater, so it is not allowed to be discharged."

Chen Jianguo: "Secretary Song, my sewage is discharged from the septic tank. How could I go against you? Am I not yours? To put it bluntly, it is a problem of slurry treatment. I heard that someone in the city specially slurry, so why don't we find someone to come and pull it."

Song Qingyun thought about it, felt something was right, and said, "That's right, this is a good idea. However, this is too far from the city, and people who are sucking water are afraid that they will not come. The cost is too high. Otherwise, your merchants will spread the cost equally."

Chen Jianguo's expression was suffocated, and then he smiled and said, "Okay, okay, I'll think about it, Secretary Song, don't worry, things can always be solved, I'll leave in advance if I have any family."

After a few minutes of his departure, Xu Shuang called over and said, "Song Qingyun, you are disgusting."

Song Qingyun was a little confused: "Why am I doing you?"

Xu Shuang: "Are you looking for someone to recruit the stools from each household?"

Song Qingyun: "Is he planning to do this? Isn't this being considered? Hey, how do you know?"

Xu Shuang: "Chen Jianguo just called me and said that the village was planning to call someone to come and let our ten inns and farms have a balance sheet. Song Qingyun, have you ever thought about this? The cost is not small. The person who pulled the water drove from the city and took two hours to get to the village. He had to drive the water to get back for another two hours. The gas, tolls, labor, and car depreciation were not a small number, and maybe the tofu would be priced into meat."

In the past, people who pulled water in W City hung two big buckets next to the weighted bicycle. Later, the bird gun changed to a cannon and turned into a motorcycle. Later, the motorcycle was replaced with a Wuling magic car.

It’s a huge cost to drive from the city to Hongshi Village.

The driver goes to another place to get some water, and he has to pay a few dollars a bucket. When he comes to Hongshi Village, you have to pay someone money, and the price is not low.

Xu Shuang: "Song Qingyun, my business is so light. Not to mention sewage, he doesn't even have a few pots of domestic wastewater. Is it a bit too much for you to ask me to pay?"

Song Qingyun disagreed: "Xu Shuang, is your business really bad? I passed by your inn a few days ago, and there were several guests in it, so I'm happy for you."

It would be fine if he didn't say that. As soon as he said that, Xu Shuang became angry: "Those customers were still cheated by Mao Gen. The result was good. As soon as the person paid the money, the room fee was on my mother's hands. Is it useful if my store is doing well now? In the end, it wasn't a cent lost. I don't have the money for sucking. If you ask me, I'm not loyal. In order to get the commission from my mother, I refuse to say fair words."

Song Qingyun: "I asked your mother for money. Your inn business license wrote your name. Isn't that a joke to ask your mother?"

Xu Shuang: "I don't care. Anyway, my family's business is the worst. Even if they have to pay, they will pay the least. I heard from Chen Jianguo that each family will pay 300 yuan in sanitation fees every month to ask someone to get some water. I will only pay 30 yuan to make the inns with good business more."

Song Qingyun shook his head: "That won't work, it's not the reason. This money should be collected by households, and it has nothing to do with the business being good or bad. Besides, how can I tell the business of the inn? Could it be that I'll check other people's accounts? Do I have that spirit... Of course, this does not include you, there is no one there, and the business being good or bad is clear at a glance."

"Why is this not the reason? There should be more people with good business!" This made the lung tube pierce. Xu Shuang was furious and cursed: "I will pay thirty yuan. Song Qingyun, if you dare to charge me one more cent, I will argue with you. I will make you uneasy and die!"

As soon as her phone rang out, another inn owner called in and spitted out saliva at Song Qingyun. He said, Secretary Song, you took us to get rich. We never dreamed of making so much money before. We will always remember your contribution. However, the sanitation fee you made is really a bit out of tune. I heard from Chen Jianguo that every inn and farmhouse has to pay 500 yuan in sanitation fee every month. Can't I deal with my own slurry? 500 yuan or 500 yuan, I can buy a few piglets. I use slurry to feed the pigs. Not only will I not pay the slurry fee, but I will get a few big fat pigs by the end of the year?

"The water-swallowing pig... seems to be illegal, so you are not allowed to raise it...wait." Song Qingyun was anxious: "Isn't the water-cleaning and freighting fee of 300 per month? Why has it become 500 yuan... No, I haven't said 300 per month, don't listen to Chen Jianguo's carelessness. The branch secretary and Yonghua are not here. I'm discussing with the village committee members, and I haven't agreed on what to do?"

Well, the village cadres present today were Chen Jianguo and Lao Dian. They were the inn owners themselves, so they naturally refused to pay the money.

Next, a few more calls came in, and they were also the owners of inns and farmhouses. They either pissed off at Song Qingyun or complained about it. Anyway, they said that they would handle the slurry by themselves, so you don’t have to worry, Secretary Song.

In addition, the false sanitation fee and the shipping fee for water cleaning have also increased to 800.

Song Qingyun was depressed. In fact, given everyone's current business situation, it's nothing to pay hundreds of dollars a month to clean the water, but the villagers are used to saving. Not to mention hundreds, they have to jump even if they have dozens of dollars.

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"Damn Chen Jianguo, he actually spread rumors." Song Qingyun was very angry.

He immediately understood that Chen Jianguo was unwilling to pay. Although he was usually close to him, he could do any small moves when it involved personal interests.

"Chen Jianguo, I trust you so much. It turns out that you are a two-faced person." Song Qingyun stood up in anger and was about to come to him and ask him clearly.

"Secretary Song, you have to make the decision for me." Chen Er walked in angrily.

Song Qingyun: "Chen Er, you are not preparing ingredients at home. Why do you come here to do it? Don't do business in the afternoon?"

Chen Er: "Secretary Song, what do you think I make money for?"

Song Qingyun: "The purpose of making money is to get rid of the hat of poverty and make life better!"

Chen Er: "With the national poverty alleviation policy, I, Chen Er, built a greenhouse and couldn't be hungry. I took off my poor hat. Now I do business and make money that I never dared to dream of in my dreams. However, my family has a daughter, and in the end I only slept in one bed and had a bowl of rice. What do I want so much money to do?"

Song Qingyun: "If you have more money, you can eat better and wear better, buy a car, buy a house, and make your life better!"

Chen Er: "I am old and I really can't use that much money. The money people earn is actually reserved for future generations. If there are no children, why do you think I am so tired?"

Song Qingyun: "You are feudal thoughts! By the way, you haven't said what to do with me yet."

Chen Er: "Secretary Song, I want to ask you to make the decision and return my son to me."

Song Qingyun was a little puzzled: "Wait, what son, why did you ask me to return it to your son?"

Chen Er shouted: "My son is Tang Guangming."

"What... Who is Tang Guangming?" Song Qingyun paused and remembered: "Isn't that a tourist from SX Province to our village, the one who works in the shoe factory. What's wrong with him? Why did he become your son? He asked me to return him to you?"

It would be fine if he didn't ask. As soon as he asked, Chen Er's eyes turned red: "Tang Guangming was from me and Xiao Peanut back then. She was pregnant when she left, but I didn't know. More than twenty years have passed, and I didn't expect that the baby is so old..."

"Ah!" Song Qingyun was shocked: "Tang Guangming is your child. No wonder I felt so familiar when I saw him. He looks really similar to your Chen family... Tell me what's going on."
Chapter completed!