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The town... the mayor?

Chen Jinzhu was taken aback by these two words.

Is the mayor an ordinary person able to be? Back then, Chen Jinshui took the villagers to the streets to exchange chicken feathers for sugar, and it was only after going through a difficult period that he is today. What about him? No one in Chenjia Village would agree to He Dehe being the mayor.

"When you're full and have nothing to do, go do your homework instead of wandering around."

He ignored Lin Yue's words, and Hu Li repeatedly ordered him to stay away from Chen Yulian's mother and son.

"I am not kidding."

Lin Yue stretched out the hand behind his back.

Chen Jinzhu's eyes lit up because he was holding a bottle of Yanghe Daqu in his hand.

Hu Li holds all the family's money, and it's difficult to drink wine at ordinary times, otherwise, she wouldn't have gone to Chen Jintu's place last time to drink and talk bald.

"Why did you give me this?"

He refused with his mouth, but his body was very honest. Not only did he not walk away, but he took half a step forward.

This bottle of wine is worth 2 yuan, which is worth his pocket money for a month.

Lin Yue said: "Chen Jinshui came back from the county, I think you should chat with him, anyway, he is also your Wufu brother."

This is correct. The news of the separation from the old lady will reach Chen Jinshui's ears sooner or later. Instead of this, it's better for him to say it himself. Even if Hu Li knew about it, it would be difficult to have a seizure, and there was still 2 yuan of pocket money left, so why not do it?

Chen Jinzhu took the wine in his hand, and took two steps back to realize it.

"Just now you asked me if I wanted to be the mayor... What do you mean?"

"I think Chen Jinshui is old, old-fashioned and stubborn, so he is not suitable to be mayor again."

"If you say he's not suitable, he's not suitable? It's not up to you to decide?"

"Then it's up to you."

"Me? What can I do?"

"Persuade him to abdicate to Yin while drinking."

"To whom?"

"Chen Jianghe."

"Chicken feather?"

"That's right. In the past, it was Chen Jinshui who led everyone to exchange chicken feathers for sugar to overcome the difficulties, so that he could get everyone's support and become the mayor. Now Chen Jianghe has done the same thing, and what has Chen Jinshui done in the past few years? Where is the result? ? So you don't think it's time for him to abdicate?"

These words moved Chen Jinzhu's heart. Thinking about it carefully, it is true. In the past two years, people in the surrounding villages have begun to try their best to do business. Only Chen Jinshui, once bitten by a snake for ten years, is afraid of the well rope. He wants to be safe and avoid being fought again , not only ordered the villagers not to do small business, but also took Chen Jintu and others to strictly check the small traders who were hauling goods in the train station. A few days ago, because they confiscated a batch of Luo Yuzhu's goods, Feng Yan and others scolded behind their backs He is so old that everyone in the village has to sneak around and hide around, trying not to let him know.

"But... didn't you just say..."

"Are you going to be the mayor?"

Lin Yue chuckled, thinking to himself that this Chen Jinzhu said he couldn't do it, but he didn't think so in his heart.

"Cough, I can't, I really can't." Chen Jinzhu was still hiding his thoughts.

"From ancient times to the present, how many princes who were anxious about the throne of the emperor died well? You have listened to the drama for more than ten or twenty years, and you don't understand this truth?"

Chen Jinzhu looked and looked, and still rubbed his own eyes. The one standing opposite was indeed his nephew, only a 14-year-old nephew... Look at this, is this something a 14-year-old child can say? ?

Lin Yue said: "Of course, today you just need to mention the mop tactfully, envy the person who came up with the idea of ​​making a mop to make money, complain, talk about how difficult it is to live without money, and recall Chen Jinshui's past. The days when you traded your chicken feathers for sugar with great enthusiasm...Let’s put it this way, do you understand the principle of slow cooking? When their father and son turn against each other, you can make money out of the fire.”

"Understood, understood, understood." Chen Jinzhu said three words "understood" in a row, and he didn't know whether he really understood or pretended to understand.

"Lin Yue, these words...who taught you?"

"Orion from Dongyang County."

"Why did Orion in Dongyang County teach you to say this?"

"He told me that the problem with our family's troubles is that uncle is incapable. As long as you can become mayor, aunt will not dare to treat you like you are now. At that time, you will be obedient, and our family will also Become happy and harmonious, and reunite happily."

These words reached Chen Jinzhu's heart. The whole village knew that Hu Li was very strong and controlled him to death. As a man, how could he feel better? It's just that I can't bear it, and the two sons are facing their own mothers, so they can only admit it with their noses. If he can become an official or make a lot of money, then his waist will be straight, his breath will be rough, and he will be afraid Hu Li?

"Well said, well said."

Lin Yue patted his hand: "So uncle, whether you can stand up and become the master in the future depends on today."

Chen Jinzhu nodded and walked towards Chen Jinshui's house.

"Chen Jinshui, heh..." Lin Yue turned and went home.

In the TV series, Chen Jinshui's attitude towards Chen Jianghe is very subtle. On the one hand, he wants him to be his son-in-law, but on the other hand, he is always on guard against him. For example, knowing that Chen Jianghe has led the villagers to make money, he feels that his authority has been weakened. The younger generation didn't listen to him, and even the older generation doubted him, so he forced everyone to go around the streets to exchange chicken feathers for sugar, just to prove his leadership.

That being the case, let them raise their father and son to fight.

What kind of person is Lin Yue? Just don't sit on the mayor's seat.

...

It was three days later.

Chenjia Village was full of joy, and the villagers always smiled when they met. He asked him if he had eaten, and he asked him why he was going. There were two answers to the first question, and only one answer to the second question—to get the money.

In the old house of Chen Jintu's family in the north of the village, villagers lined up in a long line from the yard to the door.

There was an abacus on the table in front of Chen Jianghe, and beside the abacus was a thick stack of banknotes.

"Don't worry, as long as they are involved in labor, everyone has a share, and I will remember how much work anyone has done."

Chen Daguang held the piece bill in his hand, shouting and shouting to maintain order there.

Chen Yulian also lined up behind, looking very happy.

Lin Yue sat on the ladder leading to the second floor, holding a ping pong ball in his hand, throwing it up, catching it, throwing it up, catching it again.

When Qiaogu came in, she glanced at him, and stuffed the washed apple into Chen Daguang's hand, which caused a burst of boos.

Chen Jianghe pointed his finger at them with a smirk.

"Hurry up, send money quickly, what do you want to see, 7 yuan and 2 yuan." Chen Daguang nodded the table, reminding him to do business: "Sister Yuzhu is still waiting outside."

Chen Jianghe turned his head to look, isn't the woman at the door poking her head out to be Luo Yuzhu?

The two looked at each other and smiled, everything in silence.

"Aunt Jiang, come here, this is yours, 6 yuan and 2, take it."

The old lady took the renminbi in odds and turns, spit on her fingers, stood in front of the table and counted "one, two, three, four", the wrinkles on her face were crowded together, and her smile was brighter than a sunflower.

Chen Daguang said: "Aunt Jiang, you can count the money, don't get in everyone's way."

"Oh." The old lady quickly moved to the side.

It was Hu Li's turn later, and she wiped the sweat from her palms on her trouser legs: "Da Guang, how much?"

"6 yuan... 6 yuan, 3 cents and 5 cents."

Hu Li took the money and walked to the side, thinking about 6 yuan, 35 cents a person, and Chen Ping and Chen Hong, how could the family have 16 or 17 yuan? Those who work in state-owned factories are not bad at all.

"Aunt Yulian, you are... 6 yuan and 8 cents." Chen Daguang confirmed the amount on the paper again: "That's right, 6 yuan and 8 cents."

Chen Jianghe took out seven one-yuan banknotes from the wad of money: "Here, 7 yuan."

Counting 6 yuan, 8 cents and 7 cents, he gave 7 yuan, no one else said anything, Hu Li quit.

"Chicken Feather, why give her an extra 3 cents?"

Originally, she was upset that Chen Yulian went later than her and earned more money than her, but now Chen Jianghe rounded up and came up with an integer, so how can she be in a good mood? Can you be willing?

Luo Yuzhu standing at the door also frowned, somewhat dissatisfied with Chen Jianghe's behavior.

"Auntie, I don't have enough change, so let's do it. I will pay the extra money to Aunt Yulian."

"Chicken Feather, are you really mad at me? Today..."

Halfway through Hu Li's speech, she heard the commotion in the crowd behind her. Looking back, she saw Chen Jinshui walking into the courtyard with a sullen face, followed by her husband Chen Jinzhu.

The mayor is here!

Everyone dared not take a breath.

Chen Daguang wanted to hide the piece slip, but Chen Jinshui snatched it away, looked it over and threw it to him again.

"Uncle, this matter...is my idea. I want to lead the folks...heh, to make some money."

Chen Jianghe stood up, bit the bullet and pushed forward.

Everyone is afraid of Chen Jinshui, what should he do at this moment, he can only act boldly and take all the blame on himself.

"Chicken Feather, Chicken Feather, you say you... you... oh..."

Chen Jinshui's expression was ugly, Qiaogu's name was listed on the piece sheet, and Chen Jianghe was his adopted son, what should we do now?

He hummed, turned and walked out.

At this time, Lin Yue, who was sitting on the steps, dropped the ping pong ball and shouted "slow down" to Chen Jinshui's back.