After getting off the car and entering the yard, it was indeed a mess inside.

A large group of people were gathering in a circle and shouting: "Blush face, blush face, wake up, wake up."

These people are Chen Xin's family of three, Chen Zhonggui, the one-handed son, Gong Qiye, and there is also a Taoist dressed as a Taoist priest singing something loudly.

This Taoist priest was Li Shuangxi who invited him to do the last time he was released from water.

Li Shuangxi is in his early sixties this year, and like Huang Erwa, he is a small family in the village. Unlike now, when he was young, the customs here had not yet been civilized and was very crowded. When he was divided into responsibilities, he was divided into the worst land and the area was still small. It was very difficult to rely on the crops in the fields to fill the belly. Because his family has several ancient books on poisonous weeds, he read a lot, so he started to tell fortunes and choose cemeteries to supplement his family's income.

Song Qingyun hurriedly squeezed in and looked closely, not surprised.

I saw that the red face was covered with foam on the corners of his mouth, and his body was sucked like a sieve. He had rolled his eyes and completely lost his mind.

Li Shuangxi has obviously been tormenting Gong Xiaoxiao for a while, and this can be seen from the dozen or so talismans he posted on him.

Now that he is blushing, he seems to be trying to show off his skills. He asked someone to wrap Gong Xiaoxiao's forehead around and tie it into bruises. He pinched a big head in his hand and pointed it at the center of his eyebrows and wanted to perform bloodletting therapy.

Seeing that the needle was already stained with embroidery, Song Qingyun's scalp was tight. Can this thing be pierced on a human body? What should I do if there is tetanus?

He hurriedly shouted: "Stop, Li Shuangxi, what are you going to do? Just mess around, get out of here immediately!"

Li Shuangxi was ostracized in her early years and suffered enough losses. When she saw Song Qingyun getting angry, her face turned pale, "Secretary Song, they asked me to come, it's not my business." She ran away with her head in her arms.

No need to ask, this is an epilepsy incident.

This disease is constantly cured and can only be controlled by drugs, and it is also expensive. It is said that if you take medicine in a provincial hospital, you will get more than 1,000 yuan per month. This will only relieve it for a while, and the frequency of the disease will become higher and higher in the future.

It doesn't matter if the patient is sick, and it will be cured after a while. But you must prevent him from falling into the water or being injured due to falling. You need to be careful that he bites his tongue. If that is the case, it will be dangerous.

Saving people is like putting out a fire. Song Qingyun hurriedly squatted down, pinching the blushing cheek, and was very stern. But the patient's teeth were so powerful that they could break it open.

"Chen Xin, you are a dead person, and you are just here to help. You are a high school student after all. The patient is sick and does not receive emergency treatment or is sent to the hospital. I am so disappointed."

Chen Xin looked ashamed: "It's my mother..."

The two of them worked together, but they still couldn't do it. In the end, Mr. Gong Qi was cruel and found a small shovel that the farmer usually used to shovel chicken poop from the side. He poked it in the red-faced mouth before prying his mouth open.

As expected, as Song Qingyun thought, his red face was covered in blood and his tongue was bitten. Fortunately, he saved it in time, so he was late for a while, and the consequences were unimaginable.

In this way, the red face bit the feces and shoveled for a long time, and the rolling eyes turned into black eyes, and the trembling stopped.

"Ph" he spit out the shovel, and he screamed in anger: "Master Qi, you actually stuff such a dirty thing into my mouth, we're not done."

Mr. Gong Qi: "You will die today without me. It's really a dog biting Lu Dongbin. Your illness was not caused by me. If you have any injustice and debt, you will find the right one."

These words reminded the red face.

Our Gong Xiaoxiao Villager gritted his teeth and struggled to get up: "Chen Changqing, I will kill you...Ouch..."

Because he was unable to get sick, he fell down again.

Song Qingyun: "Forget it, Chen Zhonggui, Master Gong Qi, you two help Xiaoxiao home to rest. Let's do it today, let's break up."

Red-faced: "It doesn't matter... Chen Changqing, wait, wait, wait, wait. Brother Xin, don't stop me then, otherwise we will not be brothers."

Song Qingyun waved his hand: "Why don't you help me go home quickly."

He was very angry.

Huang Ming just said that Chen Xin was a banner he established in the village for poverty alleviation, right, not right.

In fact, although Chen Xin had some problems with his family, he was a strong labor force and worked in a city factory. Even if he was out of households now, he was in financial difficulties. As long as he was raised, he could achieve a well-off life in one step. He was not a poor household or Song Qingyun's target of helping him, so it was wrong to say so.

The right thing is that Chen Xin has brought four poor households. If these four people are successfully lifted out of poverty, the publicity effect will be really good. It will be difficult to finish the matter at the beginning.

Now the red face is lying at Chen Xin's house. If he hadn't arrived in time and Gong Xiaoxiao bit off his tongue and bleed heavily, wouldn't he have died? Don't do this chicken farm in the future.

Song Qingyun had a dark face: "Chen Xin, tell me, what's going on?"

Chen Xin lowered his head and said nothing. His father Chen Zhigao was an honest farmer, and he also lowered his head and kept silent.

Song Qingyun: "I don't talk, right? I won't care about your family's affairs anymore. Yes, yes, I am not your leader. You are just an errand in my unit. I am not qualified to criticize you and teach you a lesson. Even if you have any suggestions, whether you accept them or not, I will respect your choice."

At this time, Chen Xin's mother suddenly shouted: "Secretary, you are back just in time. I want to sue Chen Changqing. I want the village committee to make the decision for me and arrest that bastard."

Chen Zhigao murmured: "It's too much."

Chen Xin's mother glanced at her husband and scolded: "We are all bullied by him so much. Is it too much to lock him up? Not too much. Chen Zhigao, I tell you, don't talk to me about your brotherhood. Do you think he is your brother, will he think you are your brother? Don't talk to me in the future."

Chen Zhigao was scolded by his wife, trembling like a chicken, and he didn't dare to say anything anymore.

Song Qingyun: "Mom Chen Xin, why are you all Chen Changqing?"

"He engages in destruction, destroys our chicken farms, destroys the production and life of our working people, and poaches the country's corners."

Song Qingyun: "Not to say it slowly, don't hurry."

Chen Xinma: "Secretary, didn't you ask Chen Changqing to withdraw his shares and make up for the red face? Your wisdom determines that I agree with it. But the Chen surnamed refused to do anything. He didn't want to work hard and wanted to eat ready-made ones. He came over and wanted to drive away the red face, and even made the person so angry that he vomited white bubbles. Do you think this kind of person shouldn't be arrested and locked up?"

Thinking of the bullying he suffered at his husband's house when he married Hongshi Village in his early years, Chen Xin's mother's new and old hatreds surged into her mind: "No one with the surname Chen is good."

Chen Xin and his son obviously did not agree, and their lips moved and closed them again.

Amid Chen Xinma's angry screams, Song Qingyun finally figured out what was going on.

It turned out that day, after Chen Changqing heard that his quota was replaced by Gong Xiaoxiao, he immediately came to the door to make trouble.

Hongying is a young man, so he is naturally very angry. Seeing that the two of them were about to slap him, Chen Xin helped him persuade him to go home.

That night, Chen Xin's mother was so angry that she threw the bacon and pork ribs into the bucket.

During the two days when Song Qingyun entered the city, Chen Changqing came to Chen Xin's house every day. The first thing he did was to occupy Chen Xin's bed and slept soundly.

Uncle San wants to sleep, so he can only change the quilt and bed sheets more frequently.

After Chen Changqing woke up, he didn't talk nonsense. He ate whatever he saw at Chen Xin's house, but he even thought the food was not good.

After Chen Xin fell and was injured, he couldn't go to work these days. He invested all his money in the chicken farm. He still owed Lin Lutao the feed money and would owe more in the future.

The family's financial situation has completely deteriorated.

In the past, even if the Chen Xin family cooked a piece of bacon every day, they could still see some meat. Now that it’s better, the meat is completely invisible. Even the pieces of bacon hung on the stove were sold to the countryside and exchanged for money in order to take care of the family’s needs.

In this way, Chen Xin’s family’s food is not only boiling green beans but also boiling lettuce, but also boiling loofah. There is no redness in the green bushes. In this way, I can’t bear to add some oil, which is ecological and healthy.

Chen Changqing is lazy and can't stand it after two days of eating healthy. He was so hot that everyone's eyes were green, and he felt a little angry: Good, Chen Zhigao, you couple must have deliberately used this method to drive me away, but I was still here to die. If I don't want me to come, you can kick the red face out. Third Master, I'm not so easy to bully, let's waste your time with you.

He stayed at Chen Xin's house to eat and drink. When he saw his brothers and uncles, no one would do anything to him.

But Chen Changqing started to make trouble.

Aren’t the seven people making chicken cages? Time is tight and the task is heavy. After the chickens eat and eat, they are fed with mixed feed. Seeing that the wind is long, the house will not be able to be installed in another month and have to be moved into the cage. If the cage is not ready, will it be filled in the mountains and fields, and there are more than 5,000 pieces, how can you see it?

So, both of us work like crazy. Fortunately, this work depends on the nimbleness of our hands and feet, practice makes perfect, and there is no requirement for physical strength, and the progress is OK.

Among them, the red face was the most vigorous. The reason why he became a poor household was mainly due to physical problems. He needed more than 1,000 yuan in medicine every month and was unable to go to work.

The red face is a young man, and he is the best time for a person to have the best mental, learning ability and physical strength. The work he does can be as good as the other three old men.

He was also proud of it and often joked with several other companions, saying that you have to be old when you are old. I am the sun at seven or eight o'clock in the morning, and the future belongs to us. I am the one who is alone, depending on what work you do, the wooden boards you plan are all crooked. Forget it, I'll do the woodworking work!

The one-handed man smiled and spitted on him, saying, "You're just talking nonsense, if I'm as good as you, it's your turn to talk nonsense."

Chen Changqing had long seen the person who had given his place to be disliked by the person who had given his quota, and he looked dissatisfied with shame. He even started to make trouble. He even started to take action and directly removed the cages made by others and said, "What kind of work are you doing? Are you here to do it?" Our Chen family asked you to work, which would be equivalent to hiring you. You have to fire your skills, leave immediately and get out immediately."

The red face was even brighter and brighter. He said, Chen Changqing, what did you say, your Chen family hired me? Oh, this is Secretary Song’s targeted poverty alleviation project. Even if I ask me to get out, I have to ask Secretary Song to say what you are, and he is still showing off his boss’s airs to me. What kind of thing do you do, just beggars and beggars for free and beggars.

Chen Changqing said that this chicken farm was run by my nephew, my nephew’s father is my brother, and my brother’s belongs to mine. Isn’t it okay to come to my brother to eat and live and help him take care of you as a employed worker? Do you get out of here?
Chapter completed!