Beside the paddy field, on a ridge that is only a few dozen centimeters wide, Jiang Meixian is holding a machete and harvesting the soybeans she planted here.
We only have two acres of farmland at home, and the little grain we grow is barely enough for our daily necessities, so we definitely won’t be able to save much spare money!
Most people don't waste this little land on the ridges. They just grow vegetables or soybeans and mung beans.
"Meixian, your Xiaohai didn't go to college, didn't he just stay at home?"
"Why didn't he see you when you were working in the fields? If he doesn't learn to do things in the fields, how will he make a living in the future?"
There were other people busy with farm work on the ridges of the fields. The person speaking at the moment was an aunt who was just a few meters away from Jiang Meixian.
"Aunt Mei, our Xiaohai went to the county town to look for work and make money!"
"Even though he can't study well, he still has the ability to make money. When it comes to making money, the average college student may not necessarily be better than my Xiaohai!"
"After he came out of school, he has already brought back several thousand yuan. You should also know that the TV in my house was bought by our family Xiaohai with the money!"
Although it was just idle talk, Jiang Meixian deliberately puffed out her chest when she said this.
"How can you make so much money in just one or two months?"
"Meixian, you have to keep an eye on your Xiaohai and don't let him mix with the bad guys!"
"The county town is indeed better than the town, but if you don't do bad things, how can ordinary people make thousands in a month or two..."
With a weird look on her face, Aunt Mei said again with a serious look on her face.
However, she was only halfway through her words when she was forcibly interrupted by Jiang Meixian.
"Aunt Mei, I know what kind of temper my Xiaohai is!"
"If you want to say that Erpi Watson and the others in the village are doing bad things in the county, I believe that. If you want to say that my Xiaohai got mixed up with bad people, that's just bullshit!"
With a straight face, Jiang Meixian directly spoke up to Aunt Mei.
Aunt Mei laughed strangely, she simply sneered at Jiang Meixian's words.
"Group three, Chen Hai from Chen Zhonghua's family, please come to the village headquarters to pick up the urgent registered letter from Kyoto..."
Jiang Meixian was about to retort to Aunt Mei. At this moment, a few hundred meters away, the loudspeaker specially installed in the village suddenly sounded.
These days, communication is very inconvenient. If there are any notifications in the village, it has to be sent to the farmers. It is really troublesome to go to each household to notify them.
Since these loudspeakers were installed, it will definitely be much more convenient to notify the following if there is anything going on in the village.
At first, Jiang Meixian thought she heard the notification in the loudspeaker wrongly!
It wasn't until the sound inside rang three or four times that she confirmed that there was indeed a letter from Kyoto at the village headquarters and asked her son to collect it.
For most rural people at this time, the farthest place they have ever been is probably the county.
As the capital of the Yanhuang Kingdom, letters from Kyoto, just listening to them, will make people feel noble.
"Our Xiaohai knows many big bosses. He has acquaintances in Kyoto. Look, they all sent registered letters!"
After pouting at Aunt Mei and giving her a provocative look, Jiang Meixian put the scimitar in her hand away from her waist, straightened her chest, and walked in the direction of the village headquarters.
Twenty minutes later, at the entrance of Chenjiaping Village.
"Sister Meixian, are you helping your Xiaohai get the mail? Please, please quickly!"
Today, the village party secretary Chen Er was stunned and seemed to be particularly enthusiastic. Jiang Meixian had just appeared at the village gate, and he had already greeted her cheerfully.
"Hey, the sun is rising from the west today? You, Party Secretary Chen, still know that you want to call me Sister Meixian?"
With a straight face, Jiang Meixian didn't have a good attitude towards Chen Erlang.
The last time this guy took a group of people to move his belongings seemed like just yesterday.
"Sister Meixian, there must be some misunderstanding between us!"
"A few days ago, we went to your house to collect money. This is indeed our fault. However, that is a task assigned by the superiors. I have no choice but to do it!"
"As you saw, those people who went to your house that day did not belong to the village. They came directly from the town."
"You should still remember the guy who slapped you twice, right? Let me tell you, that guy has now been sentenced to death with a 'snap' and shot!"
"Everyone has already ended up like this, why are you so angry?"
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With a smile on his face, Chen Er was stunned and explained to Jiang Meixian.
"It's no use telling me this. I came to the village to help my Xiaohai get the mail. Where are the things?"
With a sullen face, Jiang Meixian didn't listen to Chen Erling's explanation at all.
They were all villagers and knew very well what kind of person Chen Erleng was before them. Most of the villagers knew what he was like.
This guy behaved so abnormally in front of her today. Jiang Meixian always felt that he was just a weasel paying New Year greetings to a chicken, and he had no good intentions at all.
"Sister Meixian, the letter is at the village headquarters. Please wait a moment and I will bring it to you right away!"
Chen Er was still smiling. He did not show any displeasure because of Jiang Meixian's cold face!
After inviting Jiang Meixian to sit on a wooden sofa in the village headquarters, he took matters into his own hands and poured her a cup of hot tea. He temporarily excused himself and went out for a few minutes.
When he came in again, in addition to a letter, there was also a red envelope in his hand.
"Sister Meixian, last time, the TV at your home was damaged due to a bump in the village."
"After I heard about this two days ago, I severely criticized the staff below."
"We, the grassroots cadres, must not take advantage of the masses, and let a good TV set up inside the village headquarters to make it look like that. If we don't make compensation, others will point their fingers at us and scold us!"
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With a sincere look, Chen Er was stunned and folded the red envelope in his hand with the letter and handed it to Jiang Meixian.
With a suspicious look on her face, Jiang Meixian really doubted whether Chen Er was stunned today by taking the wrong medicine!
But after hesitating for a moment, she still took the red envelope and the letter.
"Zhishu Chen, you are too polite. My TV is slightly bumpy, but it has no impact on the program. You still asked the village to pay compensation to my family. How can you be so embarrassed?"
Although Jiang Meixian did not open the red envelope directly in her hand, she quietly weighed it with her fingers.
After she was roughly sure that the red envelope really contained a small stack of banknotes, her stern face finally softened a little.
These days, many companies customize their own envelopes.
After putting away the red envelope, when Jiang Meixian's eyes fell on the letter in her hand, her heart began to beat wildly.