"Deputy Mayor Lei?"

Chen Ran asked back.

Chen Youmin nodded, took out a pen and wrote a note on a piece of paper, handed it to Chen Ran and said, "Well, Deputy Mayor Lei, have you met him?"

Chen Ran took the note and replied: "I saw it once during the autumn harvest ceremony when I was a child."

"Take the note and move out! It's best to go to Red Oak Community. How much does it cost to borrow?" Chen Youmin asked.

Chen Ran said: "I just have some savings, so I shouldn't need it. Thank you, Uncle Chen."

Chen Ran turned around and left the tea shop.

Chen Youmin was stunned for a moment, looking at Chen Ran's back thoughtfully.

"This kid, the rent in Red Oak Community is paid? Is he hiding it so deeply?"

Chen Youmin touched his chin, and Chen Ran's words "some savings" disrupted all his subsequent plans.

Suddenly, Chen Youmin seemed to have thought of something, and a relieved smile appeared on his face: "Perhaps, their family is reluctant to move to Red Oak Community. After all, they have not yet fully become warriors."

"But one day this kid will come to me again."

On Chen Ran's side, after leaving the tea shop, he held the note approved by Chen Youmin in his hand and hurried home quickly.

"I didn't expect that the situation in Jiang Town would deteriorate so much this time! It seems that someone is going to use the outbreak of blood mania to cause chaos!"

Chen Ran's face was solemn.

Within one day today, he was recruited by Xiao Dongjun and Chen Youmin.

Xiao Dongjun represents Zhou Dingfeng, the deputy town leader, and Chen Youmin represents Lei Bao, the deputy town leader.

All the clues are revealed!

The two deputy town leaders, Zhou Dingfeng and Lei Bao, are probably fighting for power!

So, where is the old town owner?

Chen Ran paused and said secretly: "I heard from grandpa that the old town leader was a student he taught when he was a teacher. He was probably only ten years old at that time, and grandpa was nearly thirty years old; now grandpa is in his seventies. , then the town owner is probably fifty or sixty years old, right?"

He is in his fifties or sixties, which is considered an advanced age for a warrior.

Boxing is afraid of young people. Warriors of this age have already gone downhill.

Chen Ran doesn't want to join any party now.

Fortunately, Chen Youmin's persecution was not as eager as Xiao Dongjun's.

Chen Ran returned home.

In the house, mother Jiang Bihua, father Chen Qixiang, sister Chen Rong and grandfather Chen Zijian are all there.

The family was sitting in the living room, which was filled with large and small bags of things.

Seeing Chen Ran coming back, the four of them immediately looked over.

My mother and sister immediately came over to greet me.

"Xiao Ran, are you okay? Will mom be taken away?" Chen Rong asked with a worried look on her face.

Mother Jiang Bihua was also so frightened that her face turned pale.

She experienced an outbreak of blood mania when she was a child, and she vividly remembers the scene at that time.

At that time, it didn't matter whether you were infected with blood mania or not, anyone suspected of being infected would be dragged away.

And, never came back.

Chen Ran smiled and said, "No need."

When everyone heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank God. Fortunately, my son is a warrior, otherwise I would be miserable!"

His father, Chen Qixiang, also said happily: "Xiaoran also bought pork before, and tonight we will stir-fry some meat dishes to celebrate."

"Okay! I'm going to cook! Ronger, take out all these packed things." Jiang Bihua said.

When everyone was about to get busy, Chen Ran said: "There's no need to take anything away, and there's no need to make meals. We're moving immediately, to the Red Oak Community. I've already obtained food stamps."

After Chen Ran finished speaking, he took out 15 food stamps with a denomination of 100 kilograms and handed them to his mother Jiang Bihua.

Jiang Bihua was stunned, and the others were also dumbfounded.

Jiang Bihua asked hurriedly: "Son... son, where did you get these food stamps?"

Chen Ran said: "That condor came to feed again today. It is a three-striped ferret. It is of relatively high value and has made another fortune."

Jiang Bihua was so happy that she started dancing with excitement.

My sister Chen Rong also cried with joy, and my father Chen Qixiang also looked in disbelief.

Only grandpa Chen Zijian was thoughtful and obviously didn't believe Chen Ran's statement.

"Okay! Move quickly! Let's move quickly!"

Jiang Bihua urged.

Fortunately, the packages had been packed long ago, and Jiang Bihua had already borrowed the cart.

Chen Ran carried several large bags of furniture and threw them on the cart.

The moving noise attracted the attention of the neighbors, mainly because Jiang Bihua shouted loudly and made the noise.

Some neighbors came out, but did not dare to approach Jiang Bihua, after all, Jiang Bihua was almost taken away before.

"Xiaoran's mother, are you moving?"

Aunt Chen, who was opposite Chen Ran's house, was standing at the door, holding a bowl of clear porridge in her hand and asking while drinking.

Jiang Bihua raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "Yes! Move to the Red Oak Community and leave tonight. I don't want to stay in this miserable place for a moment."

"Mom, keep a low profile!" Chen Rong couldn't stand it anymore and quickly pulled Jiang Bihua.

Jiang Bihua continued to say arrogantly: "Why be low-key? You have to be arrogant when you should be arrogant. Have you forgotten how they ridiculed our family when you lost your martial arts?"

Chen Rong sighed and continued to move things without any further persuasion.

"Xiao Ran's mother, I really admire your family! Xiao Rong fell, and Xiao Ran immediately stood up and became a warrior. It's not like our family, where everyone is just a bunch of losers." Aunt Chen's face showed deep envy.

"Yes! Sister Jiang, you were born to enjoy happiness. Even God can't stop you." A man in another room also sighed.

"It's probably difficult to get together again in the future. Your family is finally out of the quagmire."

The neighbors' words made Jiang Bihua feel embarrassed to show off her original intention of venting and showing off.

Chen Ran looked at the neighbors while moving things.

If the blood mania is not under control, then these neighbors will probably be in bad luck.

But Chen Ran would not be so righteous as to take them out.

"Mom, where did you get these 3 bags of rice?"

Chen Ran asked.

Jiang Bihua said: "Your sister and I went to the grain store to cash in, but we were exhausted."

Chen Ran said: "The cart can't hold it, so give them two bags of rice."

When Jiang Bihua heard this, she became anxious and immediately whispered: "Son, are you confused by practicing? These three bags of rice weigh more than 100 kilograms in total. You want me to give it away? You might as well cut my blood and give it to them!"

Chen Rong also puzzled and said: "Yes, Xiaoran, even though we have money, we can't help but waste it like this."

"Send it off! We are neighbors, and there is no guarantee that it won't be the last time we see each other."

At this moment, Grandpa Chen Zijian, who was smoking a dry cigarette in the back, also spoke.

"Okay... okay! If you want to show your face, show it big! Let them know how proud our Chen family is now!" Jiang Bihua gritted his teeth and said.

When she divided the rice into several portions and gave them to the neighbors, the neighbors were naturally shocked.

In this era of scarce resources, not to mention sending rice, even borrowing rice is a huge kindness.

For a time, the neighbors who had previously spoken of envy but secretly slandered or even cursed in their hearts were inspired to speak sincere words of blessing.

When Chen Ran picked up a ten kilogram rice bag and handed it to Aunt Chen, Aunt Chen's eyes were red.

She gritted her teeth and handed Chen Ran a piece of jade hanging around her neck.

Aunt Chen said: "This thing was passed down from my ancestors. I heard it is a Buddha statue. It has been consecrated before and can keep you safe."

"Xiao Ran, my aunt gave this to you. I hope you can keep it safe for the rest of your life!"

Chen Ran refused: "Aunt Chen, since it is passed down from your ancestors, take it back!"

"No!"

Aunt Chen quickly declined: "It's worthless. Now you can't even exchange for a pound of food stamps. In the past, Aunt Chen was sorry for your family. This... this jade pendant is my apology. Don't dislike it."

Chen Ran couldn't refuse, so he had no choice but to accept.

But don’t mention it, this jade pendant Buddha statue is quite beautiful!

Chen Ran hung it around his neck.

If there really is a Buddha in the world and you have done a good deed, you should bless yourself!

After delivering the rice, a large group of people took Chen Ran and his family to the streets of Qiaoting.

Chen Ran took out the note and passed smoothly.

Suddenly, frightened screams emanated from a residential house on Qiaoting Street in the darkness, and a large group of people from the Civil Affairs Department immediately rushed over.

Jiang Bihua was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she quickly urged: "Xiao Ran, hurry up! Hurry up and push the cart away!"

Chen Ran pushed the cart, and the family quickly left the Qiaoting Street area and headed to the Red Oak Community.

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