When Xiao Ming's mother heard the word "steamed bread", she stood up quickly and saw that there were indeed steamed breads. Moreover, the color of the steamed bread seemed to be mixed with cornmeal, otherwise it would not be golden yellow.
Without thinking twice, she rushed to the front and reached out to grab the steamed buns from the basket. She said, "Two per person! Her son had just been beaten, so she must get ten or eight."
Cuihua and Li's mother refused to give it to him of course. The three of them, with six hands, kept struggling with each other in the basket. Li Le became impatient and prepared to take the basket away directly.
When Xiao Ming's mother saw that the situation was not good, she spat into the basket without thinking. She was very proud in her heart, thinking that no one would snatch it from her now.
"Ugh~~"
The villagers nearby were unhappy. How could they eat the steamed bun that was spit on? They rolled up their sleeves in indignation, ready to give Xiao Ming's mother a good beating.
But Xiao Ming's mother had already quickly snatched five or six steamed buns, put them into Chen Mugen's hands, and turned around to grab more steamed buns.
Chen Mugen used to dislike the widow he married for not being presentable, but now he feels that being presentable has its advantages. At least he has got the steamed corn bread, so it seems that he will be able to eat his fill today.
But when he saw Li Huan pointing a pole at his wife, he was so scared that he almost peed his pants. He quickly put the steamed bread into his pocket and prepared to rescue his wife.
"Bang"
A bullet hit Chen Mugen's feet, knocking out a piece of mud from the hard ground and bouncing directly onto Chen Mugen's face.
The whole place was silent, everyone's eyes were on Li Huan and Chen Mugen, and those who had originally wanted to take advantage of the chaos to steal the steamed buns did not dare to move.
Fenqiu took a step back when he was about to move forward. He remembered his own kitchen that had been bombed, and the fear of having Li Huan pointing a gun at his head.
"I have already asked the comrades at the Public Security Bureau. As the village chief, I can execute any robber first and report later."
Chen Weidang looked at Li Huan in surprise. Since when could he act first and report later? He really shouldn't have been the village chief. He didn't even know about such a good policy.
"Second-rate guy... No, Village Chief Li, I... I didn't rob, it was her... Yes, she robbed, you... You can rob her."
Chen Mugen really urinated, but the weather was so cold that his pants, which were wet with urine, froze in an instant, and he was shivering from the cold.
"Village Chief, my father didn't rob. This was forced upon my father by that woman just now. Here, I'm giving it back to you."
After all, Chen Tiezhu is Chen Mugen's son. When he saw his father was scared to death, he hurried out to help. It was so cold, and if he stayed outside any longer, his father's life would be in danger.
Li Huan also knew the seriousness of the matter. He waved his hand and signaled him to take Chen Mugen back quickly. Chen Tiezhu waved at Chen Dazhu. Although Chen Dazhu was a little reluctant, he still went forward as there were so many people watching.
"Brother Li Huan, my daughter is pregnant. Can I let her take care of the three people?"
Before leaving, Chen Dazhu looked at Li Huan and asked nervously.
"No, you can't take the dead ones or the unborn ones. My family's food was not blown away by the wind."
Chen Dazhu looked at Li Huan's cold eyes, shrank his neck, and ran home with Chen Tiezhu carrying Chen Mugen. Chen Xiaoming didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, turned around and followed his father.
"You don't need to take this basket of steamed bread. Give it to Chen Mugen's family and let them use their work points to replace it. You can take this basket."
Li Huan looked at the twenty or so steamed buns left in the basket and began to calculate the work points. Xiao Mingniang regretted it at this time. She had misjudged the person. The newly appointed village chief was a devil.
"There is one more thing. We will have an exam in a week. The one with the highest score will be the new accountant. If you can't read, don't come and join in the fun, or I will be rude to you."
"Village Chief Li, can we female educated youth also participate?"
Wang Qin's eyes lit up when she heard this. She was a high school student. Accounting in rural areas is just about calculating work points and money. It shouldn't be so simple.
"This educated youth Wang reminded me that educated youth cannot participate, whether they are female or male."
"Why?"
"No reason. This is the accountant of our Xiangyang Village. What does this have to do with you educated youth?"
"You... We came to help you build your countryside, but you discriminated against us educated youth. You are not worthy of being the village chief."
Wang Qin was so angry. This man was obviously her brother-in-law, so how could he be so ruthless towards her
"You come to help us build the countryside, but you eat more than anyone else and work less than anyone else. It's really funny. And I'm not discriminating against the educated youth, but I have good reasons.
If you educated youth are willing to marry someone from our village and swear to never leave Xiangyang Village, then I welcome you to take the exam."
After these words were spoken, Han Chunmei and several other female educated youth, as well as Jiang Guangrong and other male educated youth, were speechless. They were determined to return to the city and were unwilling to marry or marry a local even if it would waste their youth.
Looking at Li Huan's style of doing things, Chen Weidang felt deeply how stupid he was at the beginning, because there were too many people vying for the accountant position, and in the end he had to use the back door to let his own brother take the position.
"Can I take the exam? I only graduated from elementary school."
Wang Xiangyang suddenly hated himself a little. He could have gone to junior high school, but he was too playful at that time and didn't want to go to school. Now he realized the importance of culture.
"Anyone under 50 years old and with at least primary school education can take the exam."
“Can women take the exam?”
"able."
"Will your wife take the exam?"
A villager asked, and everyone fell silent. Cheng Qiao is a high school graduate and the village chief's wife. She wants to be an accountant, and the exam is just a formality.
"My wife won't take the exam. She has already been admitted as a teacher at the No. 1 primary school in the county. Don't worry."
"Wow... She's an elementary school teacher. She's a regular employee. She's worthy of being an educated youth from the city. She's amazing."
"Li Huan, no, Village Chief Li, Cheng Qiao really passed the exam to become a teacher, so can I take the exam too?"
When Wang Qin heard that Cheng Qiao was admitted as a teacher at the No. 1 primary school in the county, her eyes were filled with envy and jealousy. She thought it must be Li Huan who used the backdoor to open the door because he was the village chief.
"As long as primary schools are recruiting teachers, you can take the exam."
Li Huan smiled coldly. What the hell was the exam? His wife and uncle wanted to kill that bastard, so they set up a trap to take advantage of his uncle's trick. He didn't expect his uncle to be so quick. It was a good thing for his wife.
The educated youth were excited by the news that Cheng Qiao had passed the exam to become a primary school teacher. They were no longer concerned about the accounting position. So what if he was an accountant? He was still a peasant.
A week later, Wang Xiangyang and a dozen other young people who had attended primary school came to the village committee. Their scalps tingled when they saw the test papers printed with ink in front of them.