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Chapter 67 Reported

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, Shen Xiu's husband Song Daqiang was sentenced to ten days of administrative detention for domestic violence.

It has been more than half a month now, and the person should have been released from the detention center long ago.

But these days, the Song family has not contacted Shen Qiuqiu.

Shen Qiuqiu guessed that they would not agree to divorce easily, and they must be holding back some bad tricks.

After the long holiday, the Civil Affairs Bureau officially returns to work.

Shen Qiuqiu thought that the matter between Shen Xiu and Song Daqiang should come to an end after dragging on for more than half a month.

Putting it off like this is no solution, and unless Song Na's household registration issue is resolved, she won't be able to go to school in Qianfeng Town.

Early that morning, Shen Qiuqiu drove Grandpa Shen and Shen Xiu to Nanwan Village.

Also accompanying them were Wang Weidong, Wang Lijun, Zhou Dingwei and village chief Lin Hongxi.

These four people were invited by Grandpa Shen to build up the momentum.

Although it is a household matter and outsiders are not allowed to get involved, the old Song family seems to find it difficult to get along with them; if Grandpa Shen brings Shen Xiu and Shen Qiuqiu to his house, he will definitely suffer.

In the white car, Shen Xiu sat in the passenger seat, and Grandpa Shen sat in the back seat with the four of them.

Zhou Dingwei touched the seat cushion under his buttocks and looked around twice in the car, his eyes full of envy.

"Grandpa Shen, how much did your car cost? It's quite spacious and comfortable to sit in."

Grandpa Shen still knew a little bit. He smiled and replied: "The second-hand car we bought together cost 20,000 yuan."

Zhou Dingwei nodded, "That's great. When I make money, I will buy a car like this. It will be convenient to go anywhere and the whole family can fit in it."

Wang Lijun also echoed: "This car is indeed quite good. Although it is a second-hand car, it looks quite new. You can buy it for 20,000 yuan, which is definitely a profit."

Grandpa Shen squinted his eyes and smiled, "Hey, I don't understand either, it's all done by little flowers."

Lin Hongxi didn't say anything. She felt quite itchy when she looked at this small car. She thought about when she could buy such a car and it would be so impressive to drive out.

He coughed and suddenly said: "Uncle Shen, I want to tell you something.

A few days ago, someone dropped a report letter into the report box of the village committee. The general meaning is that your family is now better off, with hundreds of thousands in savings, and a car running. I think your family should no longer take money from the village. Subsistence allowances and orphan subsidies are available.”

After Shen Qiuqiu's father passed away, the old village chief applied for a subsistence allowance for Grandpa Shen's family. Later, an orphan subsidy policy was introduced. Both Shen Qiuqiu and Shen Jiashu met the conditions, and the old village chief applied for orphans for the two children. Subsidies.

At that time, with several subsidies added up, I could receive about 200 yuan a month.

It is with this money that the old couple can pay off their debts little by little and raise their two children well.

Therefore, Grandpa Shen has always taught his two children to be grateful and grateful to the country and the government for their good policies.

When Shen Qiuqiu was in high school, his family's financial conditions improved slightly. Grandpa Shen took the initiative to apply to the village committee to cancel the subsistence allowance; after all, there are only a few quotas in a village, and his family has always occupied them, and others in need People can't get it.

Although the subsistence allowance has been discontinued, the orphan subsidy is still being received.

According to national policies, orphan subsidies are provided to minors under the age of 18 who have lost their parents and whose biological parents cannot be found; orphans who are still studying in school after reaching the age of 18 can continue to enjoy the basic living security of orphans until their studies. Finish.

After Shen Qiuqiu went to college, she applied for a student loan. Later, she became able to make money by working as a tutor and part-time job, so she applied to stop the orphan subsidy.

But Shen Jiashu is still receiving his share, and the monthly subsidy has increased from a few dozen yuan a month at the beginning to 600 yuan a month.

That bank card was kept by Grandma Shen. The money on the card had not been touched for several years, and the family almost forgot about it.

Lin Hongxi suddenly mentioned this matter now, which was a slap and a reminder.

People with pink eye can be found everywhere. They are not living well, and they cannot bear to see others living well.

Shen Qiuqiu, who was driving, naturally heard Lin Hongxi's words. She frowned slightly and wanted to say a few words, but felt it was inappropriate.

Grandpa Shen came to his senses and said quickly: "Yes, yes, this matter is my fault. I will apply later and stop Xiaoshu's orphan subsidy. Now that our family's conditions are better, how can we ask the country to help us, Old Shen?" Raising children at home.”

According to the policy, Shen Jiashu's orphan subsidy can be received until he graduates from college; but Grandpa Shen does not want to take advantage of the country. He was incapable before, but now he is capable, how can he still receive this subsidy while licking his face.

Furthermore, my family's life is getting more and more prosperous, and it is easy to attract jealousy. If I continue to receive this subsidy, I will definitely attract gossips. It didn't take long for someone to submit a report letter, and I may not be able to do any harm in the future. Worth it.

Lin Hongxi smiled and nodded. Old Shen was a sensible person and could understand everything at a glance.

"Okay, let's hold a village meeting another day and talk these things out at the meeting, so that there won't always be people who are idle and gossiping behind our backs."

Grandpa Shen said hello and thanked Lin Hongxi.

Wang Weidong and the other three people sitting in the last row listened to this story, but they couldn't interrupt, so they simply closed their eyes and pretended to sleep.

Lin Hongxi probably also noticed the awkward atmosphere in the car.

He cleared his throat and changed the topic to the strawberry patch very naturally.

"Dingwei, I heard that you planted several acres of strawberries a few days ago. How are you doing now?"

Now everyone in the village knows that Shen Qiuqiu's family has planted more than ten acres of strawberries. The younger generation are a little eager to try it, but most people are still waiting and watching. Only Zhou Dingwei's family has really made up their mind to grow strawberries with the old Shen family.

The strawberry seedlings from Zhou Dingwei's family arrived the day before yesterday. They had already had planting experience before, and this time it went very smoothly.

Three acres of strawberry fields were planted in one morning.

Zhou Dingwei did not plant a little of each variety like Shen Qiuqiu did. After weighing the balance, he planted Zhangji strawberries on all three acres of land.

In this way, the cost of planting three acres of land can be controlled to about 20,000 yuan.

Before deciding to plant strawberries, Zhou Dingwei was still a little nervous; after the strawberry seedlings were planted, he suddenly became confident.

Lin Hongxi asked, and he also smiled and replied: "It's good. When the strawberry harvest happens in a few months, I will give you some to try. I heard that this variety of strawberries is always delicious and has a milky taste."

Speaking of strawberries, Grandpa Shen couldn't help but interject, "My family has planted three varieties, covering more than ten acres. When the time comes, they will come to my land to eat and keep themselves satisfied."

Seeing how confident they were, Wang Weidong couldn't help but regret a little. He had known that he would have followed suit and planted a few acres.

He grabbed the back of the front seat and asked Grandpa Shen, "Uncle Shen, can you really make money growing strawberries?"
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