My Koi Sister is Three and a Half Years Old

Chapter 81 The village chief is three and a half years old

 Yon Suisui is on his second day as the village chief.

The sky cleared up.

"Isn't he really a monster? Yesterday it snowed a few feet thick, but today it's sunny?" Ms. Zhou stood at the door, seeing the snow blocking the door, she couldn't help but murmured a few words.

“What are you mumbling over there? The Chinese New Year is coming soon, why don’t you go wash your clothes and post couplets?”

“You don’t have any discernment at all. If the third child marries you, you will be unlucky for eight lifetimes.” Mr. Chen scolded while sitting in the main room.

 Zhou's face was gloomy, and she dared not speak out in anger.

 In the past, her father was a scholar and dominated the Yan family. Now that her parents have fled and her husband no longer protects her, her life in the Yan family is just like the Lin family once was.

Niu Niu sat under the eaves with runny nose on her face and smiled heartlessly.

Her family's Niuniu is suffering like this, but Yan Suisui has become the head of Wangjia Village. It's really unfair!

"Mom, I'll go right away. The New Year is approaching, why don't you make new clothes for Niu Niu?" Seeing that the clothes on Niu Niu were all worn out, Mrs. Zhou immediately whispered and said with a smile.

"Wear, wear, wear. Her father even bought new clothes. How can she, a girl, wear new clothes? Wait until Zhuzhu's clothes are worn out before giving them to her. Men are doing important things outside, and you all will not live up to expectations..." Old man Chen's temper was extremely bad during this period.

Yan Suisui became the village chief, and the whole village came to make fun of her for driving out her most promising son. They all laughed at her.

 Yesterday, the whole village came to congratulate Yan Suisui on taking over as the village chief.

She was so angry that her heart ached, so she finally spent money to buy medicine from her uncle.

 My heart suddenly hurt even more.

 She had done something wrong when she met Yan Suisui.

 Zhou walked out with the basin in hand, her brows furrowed.

 A big deal?

Your husband has been going out early and coming back late recently, and he has taken care of himself very handsomely, but the exam is still next year. What's the big deal?

Mr. Zhou was walking in the village and saw everyone enthusiastically skateboarding, and she felt a flash of envy in her heart.

“Hey, Mrs. Zhou is out doing laundry? We’ve been married for three years, and I’ve never seen you do any rough work?”

"It's such a cold day, why do you think the scholar lady is going to wash clothes in ice water? Let's wash them in boiling water, so as not to hurt our hands from frostbite." A few aunts joked, eating melon seeds.

"Tsk tsk, oh, it's not easy to be a scholar. Yan Xiucai is dressed beautifully, but the lady's hands are rotten from the cold. Lin's life is good, Yan Hansheng is the captain of the **** team, and Yan Lang is a bow and arrow Team leader, Yan Chuan is in charge of money and writing in the village, and Yan Suisui is the village chief... so there is no easy way out for this family." Several women slapped their thighs and cried with envy.

 The little old man who has never had any sense of existence made it clear that he is silently holding on to his small business and dare not let it go.

Hold the basin, Mrs. Zhou's eyes turned red, and she rushed out into the wind and snow.

 Lin's Lin's! Mrs. Lin stepped on her head!

　　Obviously she married the only scholar in the village, but she got nothing.

 The winter outside is freezing and freezing to death.

 In Wangjia Village, every household has red lanterns hanging. They even hung in a row in the village, watching the red and warm weather.

 “Oh, don’t tell me, the little village chief is particularly good at enjoying it.” The women carried baskets and stools and happily went to the threshing floor.

 The second day after taking office.

 She gathered a few opera singers in the village, and she didn’t know where she found the costumes, which looked particularly like that.

　　A shed was built on the threshing floor, with several large braziers lit on both sides of the shed.

Songs were being sung on the stage, with a small table underneath and a small brazier in the middle.

 Sitting next to him was so warm that he was sweating all over.

There was a pot of tea boiling on it. Someone brought some sweet potatoes and peanuts and threw a few in from time to time. Soon the whole threshing floor was filled with the aroma of beans.

The old village chief who just stepped down sat in the audience with his hands behind his back and sang along. Mom, it’s a great time to retire.

 Wangjia Village is living a prosperous life, and even the villagers who are a little suspicious of Yan Suisui praise her repeatedly.

 Juren Village next door is like mourning a concubine.

 They exchanged the saved grain for cotton-padded clothes and quilts, but the cotton-padded clothes and quilts were given to Lijiatun for free.

 Hearing the joyful sound of gongs and drums coming from next door, the silence in Juren Village was eerie.

 The ice and snow are cold, and their hearts are even colder.

“Uuuuuuuu, village chief, village chief…how are you going to live this day? The child is freezing and crying at home, what should I do?”

"Food is saved with one's life. How dare those people who kill a thousand people dare to be so heartless?"

"Village Chief, you must come up with a charter. Winter has just begun, and there are heavy snowfalls every day. Six old people in the village have already frozen to death." Nowadays, there is a lack of food, and we only have one meal a day, and there are no cotton clothes or quilts to keep warm. Many elderly people go to sleep and never wake up again.

“Why don’t we go and get the cotton-padded clothes and quilts back? Anyway, then... then Li Taihong was burned alive as a punishment from heaven.” The villagers’ lips turned purple from the cold, and they stood in the courtyard of Village Chief Liu with angry faces.

 Village Chief Liu is ill.

That day, Li Taihong brought someone to ask for cotton-padded clothes. He was so angry that he fainted.

Later on, when Wangjiacun rejected Lijiatun, Suisui even asked for fire from heaven in front of everyone and burned Li Taihong to death.

 When he went back that night, he was so sick that he couldn't get up.

 He is an only son, very simple and honest, but not very shrewd.

At this moment, I was feeling weak and lingering on the hospital bed. I heard the laughter and laughter coming from the next door, and then I looked at the colorless villagers in my village, and I suddenly felt a little sad.

"Ahem...their village chief died in Wangjiacun. They are afraid of Wangjiacun and will not be soft-hearted towards us." Village Chief Liu sighed weakly. They listened to Wangjiacun's words and prepared firewood during this period. Much.

 But Lijiatun was not prepared.

 When I came, I even took most of the firewood with me.

 This is going to cost them their lives.

“Are you just watching your loved ones waiting to die? It’s really unfair to survive three years of drought, only to die at the hands of your neighbors!” Their eyes were red with hatred, but the gap between Juren Village and Lijiatun was too big.

　　It’s really too big.

"How about we go to Wangjiacun to borrow cotton-padded clothes? They...they changed a lot last time. Their village can't use them all..." A villager suggested in a low voice.

 Everyone is silent.

“You also saw the confrontation last night. When Lijiatun asked for cotton-padded clothes, the whole village took up arms to fight against them. When they changed the cotton-padded clothes, they said they would use them to make money. Do you think they will agree?”

"Besides, we have some friendship with Juren Village. If the old village chief Wang was rich, he would probably agree to borrow it. But now, he is not in charge." Village Chief Liu staggered and sat up. It was so cold in the house that he didn't dare to burn firewood. That's enough.

 He even suspected that the other party took this opportunity to make Yan Suisui the village chief.

 First, I really want to establish authority for the small village chief.

 Second, it is probably also to prevent Jurencun from visiting the village.

The little village chief is less than four years old and knows a lot about the world.

 When you talk to her about human relations, she will probably look at you with a confused look on her face.

 (End of this chapter)