It turns out that explosiveness and endurance are two different things.

Wan Xinke is used to farm work and is very strong and can carry a load of 100 kilograms of feces. But she is so fat that she can't walk a few miles a day and she will pant.

Today's competition ended inexplicably with everyone's physical strength exhausted, and Wan Xinke's clothes were soaked in sweat. Not only that, her gray hair kept dripping sweat downwards: "Big dog, mom is thirsty, scoop me a ladle of water."

Song Qingyun also said, "Give me a sip."

Chen Dagou turned a deaf ear and was still running.

Wan Xinke: "Big Dog, my good boy, stop running away, my eyes are blurred. Oh, my three highs, my cholesterol!"

Song Qingyun: "I want to vomit."

Chen Dagou turned around again, suddenly flipped out of the wall, screaming, and ran away in an instant, which scared the people outside.

Song Qingyun shouted anxiously: "Big Dog, where are you going?"

Wan Xinke: "Don't worry, you won't lose your way in the village."

Song Qingyun gasped: "Wan Xinke, you can really run! It is rare for you, a super heavyweight, to tie me with my feather level."

Wan Xinke: "I thought the people in the city were all silver-like wax gun tips, but I wonder if you can run so well, it's amazing!"

"I used to run night with the girl from my unit, but I haven't practiced for a long time and have degenerated."

"Sanitary Napkin Secretary, you run like a swallow, and your body is as light as a swallow."

"Wan Xinke, you are not bad either. A flexible fat man, Sammo Hung, the girl."

After some discussion, the two of them actually appreciate each other and complimented each other.

Wan Xinke: "But, I can't dig that potato, and I can't even think of entering the village."

Song Qingyun really didn't have the strength to talk to her: "Let's talk about it."

At this moment, the gate of the "Peng" courtyard was knocked open, and Chen Dagou was screaming, waving two bottles of nutrition express lines on his hand, "Mom, Dad, eat, eat..."

Behind him was an old man screaming angrily: "What are you doing, Chen Dagou, how can you steal things? Wan Xinke, you have to pay."

This old man is Gong Zhu's father and the father-in-law of the village chief Liu Yonghua.

The old man was talking about the harvest with a few tea lovers. Suddenly, Chen Dagou broke into the convenience store, without saying a word, grabbed two bottles of drinks and left.

Someone stepped forward to stop him, but he was knocked over.

Gong Qing was shocked and angry. Isn’t this the black whirlwind in Water Margin? There is no reason to grab people.

It turned out that Chen Dagou had just climbed over the wall to give him the drink. Song Qingyun was moved. Although this old man had a good intelligence, he was pure and thoughtful. Whoever was kind to him was like a mirror: "I will give this money to Lao Gong."

After giving the money, the old man was relieved: "Wan Xinke, take care of his son."

Wan Xinke was dissatisfied: "So what if I can't manage it well? Why don't you take care of it? Gong Qing, what if you take two bottles of water? A magic pill, will you become an immortal after taking it? What's wrong? It's so rich, it's so great that the village chief is so great?"

Gong Qing: "Why are you doing this?"

"How am I? How are you? So what about your son-in-law? I haven't seen anyone for a month now, so don't run away if I made any mistakes. Look, he probably won't be the village chief. Then you're not going to be awesome at that time. By the way, Gong Qing and Liu Yonghua have committed anything, are you corruption in public funds? You have to be in prison."

"What are you corruption of public funds? You slander people? Are you cursing people like this? You still scold me, and I'm going to say bad things. Wan Xinke, Chen Dagou is just a haunted person, and he can't take care of himself. You are over fifty years old this year, and you're so fat, probably not a long-lived person. When you die, no one will care about your son. Then you will be a beggar looking for food in a garbage dump, and you will starve to death and freeze to death sooner or later."

Gong Qing has been angry recently.

His son-in-law Liu Yonghua had an accident and it has been a month since then. Although others don’t say it on the surface, they may still point fingers behind their backs and chew some tongues.

After a while, I will have to choose the village chief, and maybe Yonghua will be selected by someone.

It’s actually nothing to be a village chief. The key is that the daughter and son-in-law are in a state of separation when they have sex. If this situation continues, the rift of love will become bigger and bigger over time. Could it be that they will still embark on the road of divorce?

Divorce, what should I do if my daughter Gong Zhu and what should I do if my grandson gets divorced?

Although the old man is calm and careless in his usual situation, he is actually very angry.

I just quarreled with Wan Xinke, and I couldn't control my emotions and all the bad words were brought out.

"You..." Wan Xinke had recovered his gas and jumped up to fight Gong Qing. Suddenly, she sat down again and cried loudly: "My miserable big dog! Look, look, everyone bullies our orphans and widows! I can't live for a few years, my mother is dead, what should you do if you are a big dog?"

Gong Qing’s words are so annoying. No matter how you quarrel, you can’t even argue. If you fight, you can’t take legal action at most. But shouldn’t you say such words? Is it still a pity to kill people?

Song Qingyun hurriedly shouted: "Gong Qing, you're too much. Go back, go back immediately!"

Seeing Wan Xinke successfully cursing and crying, Gong Qing also regretted it. After all, he is not a bad person. In the hearts of the older generation in rural areas, "kicking widows' doors and digging out graves" is the most despicable behavior.

He muttered a few words, took the drink money handed over by Song Qingyun and left.

Seeing Wan Xinke as strong as steel and as tall as Mount Tai, crying heartbrokenly, Song Qingyun felt uncomfortable.

He walked to Wan Xinke, unscrewed the lid of the drink and handed it over: "Wan Yue'e, Gong Qing is not attentive, don't care. People are like this, no one can be perfect. God will always give you some shortcomings, this is life. I think Chen Dagou will take good care of himself in the future."

"Secretary Song, I say something that I can tell you that you are kind to my big dog. I see it. You are a good person. However, personal friendship is personal friendship, and serious business is important, and I am afraid I will offend you in the future."

Song Qingyun shook his head and sighed: "I won't talk about the serious business today. You can calm down your emotions first."

Wan Xinke: "Secretary Song, Big Dog is like this. I want to be a poor household and just want to leave more money for her before dying. Didn't you hear that old beast Gong Qing curse my son to starve to death as a beggar? What's wrong with me?"

As she said that, her tears flowed more: "I am in my fifties, I am fat, and how many years can I live. I really can't close my eyes with such a child! I won't let you repair the irrigation canal. I just want to force the street to help me solve my difficulties. As for reporting your affairs, I'm sorry, sorry."

Song Qingyun's eyes also turned red; "Wan Yue'e, I can understand, I can understand. However, you must believe in the country and the streets. I will report your problems to my superiors."

"It's useless for your feedback. After all, it doesn't comply with the policy. I just want to make a big deal."

"Yes, it doesn't conform to the policy, and I don't want something to happen." Song Qingyun was about to continue sighing, but suddenly, Wan Xinke's words that were not in line with the policy just now were like a flash of lightning, and he immediately slapped his head: "Well, I was also confused by you. You don't conform to the policy of poor households, but the big dog is in line!"

"Big dog?"

"Big Dog, do you want to be a five-guarantee household?" Song Qingyun jumped up excitedly: "Yes, yes, according to national policies, people with intellectual disabilities and no siblings can be rated as a five-guarantee household after being evaluated by professional institutions. Haha, haha, I am such a genius!"

Wan Xinke was stunned: "Does the five-guarantee households pay money?"

"Fafa, every month."

"How many?" Wan Xinke's eyes lit up.

"No less than 60% of the per capita net income of local rural residents in the previous year. Last year, the per capita income of rural residents in our province was 7,000. In this way, your family can receive 300 yuan a month, which is a lot."

"Three hundred, okay, okay." Wan Xinke smiled.

Song Qingyun: "The best thing is that after you a hundred years, the big dog can live in a nursing home. The country is responsible for his life. He has food to eat when he is hungry, clothes when he is cold, and someone takes him to see a doctor when he is sick."

"Ah!" Wan Xinke looked ecstatic.

Suddenly, she knelt on the ground and kowtowed and cried: "Secretary Song, you are the Bodhisattva sent by God. We, mother and son, both of you, have a great kindness and virtue. Big dog, since you call Secretary Song a father, he will be your godfather from now on. Come here and kowtow to your father."

Song Qingyun was shocked and hurriedly helped Wan Xinke up: "Auntie, my aunt Wan, isn't you going to make my birthday? Also, I'm only twenty-six years old and haven't gotten married yet. Big dog is 41, how can I be his godfather?"

Wan Xinke cried: "Secretary Song, as long as the big dog can be rated as a five-guarantee household, I will be able to rest in peace even if I die in the future. You are the reborn parents of our family."

The big dog was kowtowing: "Dad, Dad..."

At this moment, a child outside the wall responded frivolously, "Hey!" and took advantage of him.

"Haha." The onlookers laughed.

Child: "Big dog, call me again."

Chen Dagou: "Dad."

"Hey!"

Wan Xinke was furious and jumped up and chased after him: "There is a little beast that my mother gave birth to but no father."

She came fiercely, and everyone was afraid and dispersed with a loud bang.

Song Qingyun smiled unconsciously and stood up from the village committee.

He suddenly remembered Chen Dagou's affairs just now. In line with national policies, he was 100% sure to get the matter done, not just talking nonsense.

However, there is still a procedure to go. If you want to enjoy the rural five-guarantee household, you must first apply for it. Of course, with Chen Dagou's IQ, he himself cannot apply, so Wan Xinke will apply on his behalf. Then, after evaluation by the villagers' committee, an announcement will be made within the village.

After the announcement is undoubtedly true, the materials will be sent to the street.

After the street review, it will be sent to the relevant municipal departments within 20 days, and the five-guarantee households can be given support treatment within 20 days.

Of course, before sending the materials to the street for review, Chen Dagou had to take him to relevant medical institutions in prefecture-level cities for medical appraisal. This is not something Song Qingyun needs to do personally, and Wan Xinke can do it himself.
Chapter completed!