"..." Xia Weiliang was confused.

What did Xia Zekai mean by just now?

What does it mean to have a bad smell?

Brothers Xia Weicheng and Xia Weiguo came in from outside at this time. They went to the eldest sister's place together in the morning, sat there for a while, refused the eldest sister's request for them to have lunch, and came back directly.

Seeing Xia Weiliang at home, Xia Weiguo even said hello: "Hey, isn't this brother Wei Liang? I heard that you are now the village party secretary. Why are you free to come home today?"

"It's Brother Weiguo. I don't have anything to do. I'm just going out for a walk." He was embarrassed to say that he came to Xia Zekai to 'collect donations'.

He thought that he would talk about it after Xia Zekai came down, but after waiting for twenty minutes, Xia Zekai didn't show up, which meant clearly that he didn't want to talk about the topic just now.

He didn't think it was interesting, so he left.

After he left, Xia Zekai came down from upstairs. Seeing his father Xia Weicheng in the main room, he asked, "Dad, are we going to build a road in our village?"

"That's what happened. I heard them mention it last year, and I already applied for it, but I heard that the county had no money, and then there was no news." Xia Weicheng told what he knew.

Xia Zekai curled his lips and said, "Uncle Wei Liang came to me just now to ask for money. He said he wanted to build a road. Dad, how much do you think he wants?"

Xia Weicheng shook his head and looked at his son calmly.

Then I heard Xia Zekai say: "He came up and asked me to donate hundreds of thousands. He is really poor and crazy!"

After Xia Weicheng heard this, he also got angry. He asked, "Zekai, did he really say that?"

"Ah, if you don't believe me, just ask my grandpa. My eldest and second brothers have also listened. How come he, a village party secretary, has such a big appetite? He dares to ask for hundreds of thousands with his mouth. He also solicits donations. What a waste of money.

It’s not necessarily how you spend it in the end!” Xia Zekai yelled.

Luo Xiyun, her elder sister-in-law, and her second sister-in-law helped Zhou Yinghong fish out the cooked pork and pig offal.

There are also a lot of meaty bones and ribs cooked in one pot.

At this time, five friends, Xia Jingrui, Xia Yuxi, and Tongtong, were surrounding a stainless steel basin, staring at the big bones in the basin and drooling.

The smell was so fragrant, but the bones had just come out of the pot and were at their hottest. They were so greedy that they didn't dare to do it for fear of being burned.

After several people entered the door, they heard Xia Zekai's yelling. Luo Xiyun asked him: "Zekai, what happened?"

"It's nothing, I'm just a little angry. How come you have to encounter such a bad thing during the Chinese New Year?" Xia Zekai couldn't help complaining.

Hearing what he said, Luo Xiyun asked his eldest brother and second brother before he knew what happened.

Zhou Yinghong said directly: "I'm going to find him. Why do we ask our family to pay so much money? He, Xia Weiliang, has been the village party secretary for so many years. Why don't you donate the money you get from selling sand and trees in Badong? He has been greedy for so much money.

Don't you have something in mind?"

"Is there such a thing?" Xia Zekai was stunned and asked.

Xia Weicheng nodded: "They say so, but there is no evidence."

Before they could start the discussion, Xia Shande said: "Okay, why do you talk about those unlucky things during the Chinese New Year? If you don't want to donate, don't donate. Just close the door and live our life, and no one will pay attention to him."

"Dad has seen through it all, Wei Cheng, if you ask me, this kind of person is used to bullying the weak and fearing the strong. If you pick on the weak and pick on the weak, don't pay attention to him. He will know that our family is not to be trifled with." Uncle Xia Weiguo said this.

Hearing what the uncle said was reasonable, Xia Zekai laughed and said: "Uncle, don't worry, I didn't take it to heart. I just felt that our summer village is not easy in the first place, and we don't have many specialties. There are not many things that can be developed, so how can we still do it?"

What a shameless village party secretary."

"He acts like a bear wherever he goes. If you think he is not good, the next one may be even worse, so it is better for him to do better." The uncle said this way.

He said: "However, Xiazhuang relies on the Hewu section of the Yellow River and has not developed. It is a real loss."

"Eat meat, don't talk about those bad things." Zhou Yinghong said.

It was almost lunch time. She took out the ribs and brought them to two large bowls. She also took out the pig ears and pork belly and mixed them with cucumber shreds. She picked out a large piece of fat and thin and prepared to stew cabbage vermicelli.

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She said: "There are white meatballs and mung bean meatballs at the back. If you are not very hungry, just wait a little longer and they will be out of the pot soon."

Several people's mouths watered when they heard it, thinking that this is the taste of the New Year.

…

Besides, Xia Weiliang's house is not very far from the house that Xia Zekai just built. After leaving Xia Zekai's house, walk south for less than fifty meters and you will arrive home.

After he opened the door and entered, he saw posters and portraits of several great people on the walls of the room.

He glanced at it, burned another stick of incense, and murmured: "This bastard is so unreasonable. He really thinks he can do whatever he wants with a few filthy riches, huh!"

"Hey, old man, who made you angry again?" His wife came out of the cooking hut, her hands still stained with leek fillings, and she was making leek dumplings.

When he heard her question, Xia Weiliang didn't hide anything and said, "I just went to Uncle Shande's house and wanted to discuss with his grandson Xia Zekai about donating money to build roads. He just avoided seeing me."

His wife knew his temper best and asked him: "How much money do you want others to donate?"

"Only a few hundred thousand..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by his wife. His wife said: "What do you think? If I don't want to see you, it's hundreds of thousands, not tens of thousands, nor thousands of dollars.

Why!"

After my wife finished speaking, she didn’t want to talk anymore and went directly back to the hut to continue making dumplings.

Xia Weiliang was not convinced. He held his neck and shouted into the hut: "Hey, old woman, I made a mistake."

"I heard that his house cost three to four hundred thousand to build, and the car that Brother Acropolis drove was also three to four hundred thousand. I heard that the Bentley he drove had five to six million miles.

He is so rich, why not spend some money to build roads? This is a great thing to build virtue for his family. When the road is completed, a big stone monument will be erected at the entrance of the village, and his name will be written on the first one.

Who in our Xiazhuang didn't see his house at first sight? Can you tell me that I didn't do this for him?"

"Then you take the lead in donating. Would you be happy if I asked you to donate 100,000?" His wife couldn't stand listening anymore and asked him.

Xia Weiliang stopped talking for a long time before humming and saying: "How can this be the same? How much money does our family have?"

"How can I say hello to you, Lao Xia? Don't go too far. Other people in our village are afraid of you, but now they have money and people, and they know a lot of people. I don't know how many officials they know who are better than you."
Chapter completed!