(The entire book is set in a fictionalized world + marriage first, then love + both pure) As soon as Ye Liuqing opened her eyes, she became the short-lived original wife of the male lead in a perio...
The gate of the town commune.
An old man and two young men knelt down in front of each other.
That look is so funny.
Passersby pointed and talked.
Many villagers who were delivering grain were watching the fun.
Niu Zhengyi was in a difficult situation at this time.
"Um, Qing girl, our village..."
"Our village is suffering! The grain production this year is very low. We finally sold some preserved fruit and earned some money, but we invested it all in building roads and schools."
"This New Year is bound to be a miserable one."
Ye Jianjun wailed desperately and kept crying poor.
Ye Liuqing nodded, feeling very comforted.
I'm not afraid of god-like opponents, but I'm afraid of pig-like teammates.
Fortunately, my third brother is very reliable this time and is a great teammate.
It was actually easier for Ye Liuqing to deal with Niu Zhengyi.
Niu Zhengyi was interrupted by Ye Jianjun. He opened his mouth and waited for a minute or two before finally getting the chance to speak.
"Alas, our Niujia Village has been hit even harder this year..."
How could Ye Liuqing give Niu Zhengyi a chance to speak?
"Who says it isn't?"
"Our Yejia Village has always been at the bottom, and we haven't made much progress this year."
"The villagers of Yejia Village look forward to having a good New Year all year long."
"What a pity that I, I, I, the village party secretary, am useless!"
When Ye Liuqing was so excited, he couldn't help but let the tears fall from his eyes.
“Wuwuwu…”
"When I think about how miserable the villagers had been during the Lunar New Year this year, I feel filled with guilt."
Ye Guozhu saw the right opportunity and scored a big point.
"No, it's not your fault, Qing girl."
"Our Yejia Village is ranked at the bottom of the poverty-stricken households in the county every year."
"Who can be blamed for this?"
"Who said our village has so little land?"
"Nothing can be done."
"As the village chief, I am unable to lead the villagers of Yejia Village out of poverty and into prosperity. I feel guilty towards the Party and the villagers."
The next moment,
Ye Guozhu burst into tears.
It seemed like a chain reaction had started.
Ye Liuqing and Ye Jianjun also cried out loudly.
The villagers of Yejia Village who came to pay grain this time were very helpful and considerate.
Seeing the village leader in such a state, the villagers also started crying and shouting.
No matter whether he has tears or not, he should just cry first.
This time, it was Niu Zhengyi who was embarrassed.
The noise at the gate of the town commune alarmed the people in the commune.
When the director came out and saw Niu Zhengyi, Ye Liuqing and Ye Jianguo kneeling opposite each other, he was furious.
"You guys, what are you doing?"
"Hurry up and get up."
Ye Liuqing and Ye Jianjun stood up quickly and decisively.
Niu Zhengyi was a little slow.
Wait until a few people arrive at Director Yu’s office.
Director Yu slammed his hand hard on the table.
"You don't feel ashamed, but I feel ashamed for you."
"What are you doing?"
"What are you doing at the gate of the commune?"
"Niu Zhengyi, what are you doing?"
Niu Zhengyi quickly stood up straight, but he couldn't utter a single word even though he opened and closed his mouth.
"Uncle Village Chief, Uncle Niu is not to blame for this matter."
Ye Liuqing is a person who knows how to complain.
"Uncle Niu is worried that his village's preserved fruits won't sell, so he wants to ask the village chief for help."
"The village chief and I really have no idea what to do and can't help."
"Uncle Niu didn't believe it, so he thought that if he kowtowed to us, the village chief would be able to help."
Ye Liuqing told the whole story in no time.
No exaggeration at all.
Director Yu glared at Niu Zhengyi fiercely, "Niu Zhengyi, is everything Qing said true?"
Niu Zhengyi nodded embarrassedly.
Immediately, Director Yu’s lion roar was heard in the office.
"You old thing, do you have any shame?"
"You have no ability, but you force Yejia Village to clean up your mess."
"You have no shame, but I still have some!"
…
After shouting a few words, no one in the office said a word.
Niu Zhengyi didn't dare, while Ye Guozhu, Ye Liuqing and Ye Jianjun lowered their heads and suppressed their laughter.
After Director Yu yelled at me, he finally felt a lot better.
However, he still looked at Niu Zhengyi with a look of disgust.
"You can do as much as you can."
"If you don't have the ability, just squat down."
Niu Zhengyi trembled his lips, and finally managed to utter two words, "Isn't this just me being anxious?"
"Anxious?" Director Yu couldn't help but roll his eyes. "If you're anxious, what were you doing before?"
Niu Zhengyi hung his head.
"It's not that you're being picky, but you can't stand seeing Yejia Village making so much money, so you insist on copying them and won't listen to anything others say. How did you end up like this?"
Director Yu has been fed up with Niu Zhengyi for a long time.
It’s just right, I’ll take advantage of today to have a good talk with him.
Director Yu spitted countless times at Niu Zhengyi's head.
Ye Guozhu, Ye Liuqing and Ye Jianjun quietly sat down on the chairs.
Director Yu couldn't help but glare at the three of them.
Then he continued to curse at Niu Zhengyi.
Ye Liuqing was afraid that Director Yu was thirsty, so he very considerately helped Director Yu pour a glass of water into the enamel cup and then placed it next to Director Yu.
Director Yu took it, gulped down two sips of water, and then continued to scold Niu Zhengyi.
Niu Zhengyi hummed a few words at first, but then he just gave up and stopped talking.
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