Following Mai Mai's voice, Yan's father and mother looked towards the big tree at the entrance of the village. An old man with silver hair was standing with his back to them, doing something unknown.
A very stereotypical image of the village chief immediately emerged in Yan's mother's mind.
It’s just that the village chief’s hair is a little longer, which is understandable.
However, when they got closer, the village chief turned around, and Yan's mother took back her previous thoughts. What could she understand?
Both Yan's father and mother were silent.
The village chief acted as if he hadn't noticed anything. He raised his hand to smooth the slightly long sleeves of his Tai Chi uniform and greeted them in a very familiar manner.
"Why did you come just now?" His tone was full of resentment.
Yan's father and mother: "..."
Father Yan spoke up: "That... village chief, do we know him?"
He said this with great hesitation. Mother Yan had guaranteed this as their partner for decades, so Father Yan must have doubted his memory at this moment.
The village chief quickly gave an answer: "No, I don't know you. Don't you know whether you know me or not?"
Yan's father was silent.
The village chief laughed non-stop: "Hahahaha, you are much easier to fool than your brother."
Yan's father and mother couldn't laugh at all. Just by listening to these words, couldn't they understand that they had finally found the right place this time!!!
"Why aren't you laughing?" The village chief's smile gradually disappeared.
"Well," he shrugged, "we don't really know each other, but I know your dad."
"Come." He didn't give Yan's parents time to ask questions, he turned around and led them inside.
Mai Mai blinked: "Grandpa Village Chief, they haven't given me the money yet."
Mother Yan: "Yes, yes, yes, look at my brain."
The main thing is that I was too shocked. This village chief looked younger than their eldest brother!!!
Of course, she felt that part of the reason was that her eldest son was tired from work. He had a stern face every day and looked like he was 32 or 33 years old at the age of 28.
She pulled out two hundred yuan from her handbag and handed it to Mai Mai: "This is Mai Mai's reward."
Before Mai Mai could even take it, the village chief took it away: "Grandpa will keep it for you first."
Mai Mai nodded obediently. Seeing that Fatty was still chewing his hand, she said, "Can you give me fifty cents first? Fatty and I want some candy."
The village chief agreed. He took out a coin bag from somewhere, which looked a bit like an ancient wallet. He found a crumpled fifty-cent note in it and handed it to her.
At the same time, he did not forget to teach her: "Don't always call him by a nickname, what if he really thinks he's called Fatty?"
"Eh?" Pangdun was originally standing there obediently, waiting for Sister Maimai to take him to eat candy, but when he heard his own name, he tilted his head and responded softly.
Everyone at the scene was silent. It seemed as if he really started to think that his name was Fatty.
Isn't it a little late for you to say this? Father and Mother Yan complained in their hearts.
But they didn't show their thoughts on their faces. Mother Yan even touched Fatty's head and asked, "What's the child's name?"
The village chief replied casually, "Fatty."
Yan's father and mother: "..."
Is this a big difference?
With so many things to say and so many doubts in their minds, Yan's father and mother didn't know where to start.
Yan's father now believes that this man knows his father. He even believes that his father has a twin brother.
"Your father and I are not twins." The village chief said with disdain.
Father Yan: "Did I tell you?"
Village chief: “I can see that.”
He sent Mai Mai and Pang Dun out to play and brought them to the village.
Yan's father and mother observed along the way and found that although the village was not big, the population should not be large either.
But it was not quite the poverty they had initially imagined.
The houses are not as messy as those built casually in the early days. Instead, they are very neat and it looks like someone has planned them specifically.
After following the village chief for a while, they finally arrived at his house, which was located in the center of the city. It wasn't much different from the other villagers' houses. He even kept a few pets in the yard, just like the other villagers...
Wait a minute, Crane?
Father Yan had a complicated expression: "Crane is a protected species."
The village chief said casually, "Oh, they are here to eat for free, and will fly away after they finish eating."
Mother Yan: “…”
The village chief seemed oblivious to the speechless expressions and uncontrollable complaints on their faces. He sat down on the futon beside the low table and confidently instructed Yan's father to make tea.
What could Yan's father do? He had to do it.
After all, the other party seemed to know a lot, and if the other party was related to his father, he was also his elder.
Fortunately, the village is not so backward that Yan's father needs to fetch water himself. At least the village chief's house has mineral water.
After going through the entire tea-making process, the village chief took a sip of the tea, then put it down and sighed, "Your tea-making skills are far inferior to your father's."
Father Yan: “…”
Some drinking is good!
Fortunately, the other party seemed to just casually sigh: "If you want to know something, ask."
Yan's father and mother: "..."
Shouldn't you have told us first? Why are they asking this?
Seeing that the village chief was determined not to speak until they did, Yan's mother took the initiative to ask, "Excuse me, who are you and my father?"
"Brother, no need for the honorific. We don't care about that." The village chief answered readily.
Father Yan said with mixed feelings: "It doesn't look like it."
The village chief quickly understood what he meant: "I have a baby face." Yan's father and mother simultaneously complained in their hearts: "No, a real baby face doesn't look like this!"
Father Yan decided to get straight to the point: "Did my dad leave anything for me?"
The village chief smiled and pointed to his nose.
Father Yan: “…”
Father Yan: "I think it's unlikely that my father will leave me a living legacy."
The village chief waved his hand and said, "Don't say that. I'm not like other living heritages."
Yan's father and mother pricked up their ears to listen, as if something important was about to be said.
Then they heard the village chief say, "I am dying."
Yan's father and mother's pupils trembled.
"Then go to the hospital quickly!" How could this person say this so calmly?
The village chief glanced at him with disdain: "You are indeed not as smart as your brother. I said I was dying, but it's not like I will die soon. Why are you so anxious?"
The despised Yan's father: "...Yes, I'm not as smart as my brother, so what! My dad doesn't have any objections!"
Mother Yan on the side: "..."
With this tone, are you possessed by Yan Xianjue?
She refilled the village chief's tea and said gently, "You must have a reason for staying here."
When the village chief heard this, he snorted childishly.
"It's your thing. You're dying and still want to bet with me."
"The bet is that I'll wait here for you."
His eyes turned even more disgusted: "It's been more than ten years. I've been the village chief for a while now, and you guys just came."
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