"I can't do it." Meng Youtian shook his head and said, "I have no hair on my lips and can't do it safely. What can the old men and wives in the village trust me? Besides, I'm not happy to be the parents and the other families in charge of those messy matters. Please discuss with Lao Zhao to see who is suitable to be the village chief."

"Is this village chief your family sealed? I will give it to anyone you say." Wang Mingyi smiled and patted Meng Youtian's back, saying, "If you have nothing to do, you can't do anything good. I'll feed Genbao even to me. I always ask me for meat!"

Meng Youtian smiled embarrassedly and turned around and walked out. He felt sorry for the silly guy. He couldn't even lose the taste of the silly guy, which made the silly guy greedy.

Meng Youtian was indeed prepared for Li Dahuai's small moves. As soon as the village guard group pulled up, it was both a gun and a knife. His village chief became a nameless decoration. How could he give up? (). Meng Youtian did not say it casually, but had such a thought long ago. Only by having the reputation can he grasp the money and grain and make the people in the village obey.

But Li Dahuai has been living in a quiet place for a while and is very honest. Meng Youtian wants to convince the villagers, but the worst is an excuse. Now Li Dahuai is showing signs of resurrection, and Meng Youtian is not worried but happy. Liulizi's senior brother, hehe, isn't he just playing the trick of swallowing talismans and chanting scriptures and invulnerable tricks? I am a modern person, and I happen to expose the secrets and fight counterfeiting, and completely eliminate this feudal superstition in front of the whole village.

After leaving the blacksmith shop, Meng Youtian walked towards the village office. On the way, he walked opposite to Li Zheng's wife from the same village. He nodded gently, saying hello and continued to walk his own way.

"Brother Youtian..." Li Zheng's family called out, and saw Meng Youtian turn his head, and he was a little reluctant to speak but stopped.

"Is there something wrong?" Meng Youtian didn't have any disgust towards this young wife, but just hated Li Zheng's character.

When this young wife first got married, she was only fifteen years old and showed childishness in all aspects. She is now seventeen or eighteen years old. According to Meng Youtian, this woman is very kind and capable. Sometimes she sees her leading her younger brothers and sisters, but when her younger brothers and sisters don’t leave, she squats down silently. When the child lies on her back, she will walk away with a slant.

As for why Meng Youtian hated Li Zheng, it was actually because of this young wife. The young wife's father was a man of iron work, and seemed to be from Lianggang Village. The family was very poor. She found a husband's family early, so she probably didn't want her to suffer. Because there was almost no accompanying her, Li Zheng's family looked down on this poor family.

I remember one time my wife's father came to see her and took a pickaxe and gave it to her in-laws. When the old man who had been smoked and had many burnt holes on his clothes left, Li Zheng, Meng Youtian and others chatted together.

Someone asked him: "Where is your father-in-law coming? What are you asking for food?"

"It's a good meal, a carrot dish."

"I've brought you a pickaxe..."

"Who cares about his one? It's very troublesome. Do you know that he wants my family's food ()!"

Li Zheng got up, and his father-in-law brought them a pickaxe, but he also carried a cushion on his shoulder. This cushion was to change some food to leave!

"Did you give him food?"

"Who gives him it's something we haven't eaten yet!"

Meng Youtian turned dark at that time. If the old man really came with such a heart, what kind of heart should he walk back with? Since then, Meng Youtian has alienated Li Zheng, and even his good friends no longer answered this selfish ghost.

"Yes, something is wrong." The young wife lowered her head dumbly and whispered: "My man also wants to join the village protection group, but they don't want it. We know that they listen to you and want to ask you to say a few good things."

Meng Youtian frowned and said, "Don't just see people eating meat, they can't see people bleed. Joining the village protection group is not a white-collar worker's money and food, nor is it a powerful person who carries a gun and a knife. When the bandits come or the Japanese come, they will fight desperately."

"My man said he was brave and not afraid of death." The young wife continued to beg: "He said that Mancang would do anything like that, why don't he want him?"

"Mancang is timid, but courage can be trained." Meng Youtian rolled his eyes and said, "The people recruited by the village group are not just about courage. You ask Li Zheng to think carefully. Like him, who is the selfish ghost who refuses to help his relatives and elders, who expects him to take care of others during the war?"

The young wife raised her head and looked at Meng Youtian with some confusion.

"You ask Li Zheng to think about it carefully. When will we not be happy to answer him?" Meng Youtian continued: "Among the villagers, they also pay attention to being poor, but he doesn't even lose a penny of food when he comes to the door to change food. What kind of human nature is he? Who will get along with him?"

The young wife blinked, her eyes seemed to be a little brighter. She thought that Meng Youtian's words touched her sadness. She opened her mouth and did not say anything more.

"By the way, isn't your father good at smacking iron?" Meng Youtian's tone eased a little. After seeing his little wife nodding, he said, "If there is really a problem, please send him a message to work in our village for a while. Uncle Wang from the blacksmith shop is short of help. There may not be too many. I still have enough meals this day."

"Thank you, Brother Youtian." The young wife seemed to have a little choked.

"Then I'll leave first." Meng Youtian nodded and turned around and walked towards the village office.

When they arrived at the village office, Meng Youtian found that Gu Qingshan, who had not seen for two or three days, was back again. He was talking to Yang Jingyun. There were four strange young men next to him, with the butt hanging like a box cannon, half covered with clothes.

"Youtian, you are waiting for you, don't leave!" Yang Jingyun noticed Meng Youtian, who was about to escape after protruding his head, and greeted with a smile.

Oh, Meng Youtian walked into the room, smiled embarrassedly, and said, "Mr. Yang, Brother Gu, are you discussing important matters?"

"Haha, I'm discussing how to thank you!" Yang Jingyun pulled a chair and asked Meng Youtian to sit beside him. He pointed to the people in the room and smiled and said, "Look, this was brought by Lao Gu from Lianggang Village, and they were all young and strong young people."

"Awesome, really awesome." Meng Youtian nodded and said, "Just relying on these few box cannons, you can gain a foothold in Lianggangzhuang."

"Box Cannon? Hahahaha." Gu Qingshan and Yang Jingyun looked at each other and laughed. The four young men also showed strange expressions on their faces.

"What's wrong, why are you laughing?" Meng Youtian asked in confusion.

"Come on, you can bring out the box cannons and put them on the table to let Brother Meng see." Lao Gu waved to the four young people.
Chapter completed!