Yan Mingguo, the former village chief of Yanjiacun, was not only corrupt, persecuting the families of martyrs and involved in human trafficking, but he was also involved in murder.
Ignorance often conceals evil.
Therefore, he was sentenced to death.
The militia captain of Yanjiacun, along with two other people, were all sentenced to death.
Director Yang of the commune, and his brother, were also sentenced to death.
The county magistrate was sentenced to life imprisonment.
The lightest sentence was given to the man who wanted to buy Yin Cui as his wife; he received a three-year sentence.
This time he doesn't need to dream of getting married anymore; who would marry him now that he's out of prison?
When Song Yan told Yan Minglu's family the news, the family of four was so grateful that they didn't know what to say.
If they didn't want to put Song Yan in a difficult position, they would have knelt down and kowtowed to him.
Yin Cui smiled; they were living in paradise.
Her mother earns a little over 40 yuan a month, which is enough to support the family and even pay for her education.
Although her father's health has almost recovered, her mother wants him to rest for a few more months.
Her mother's greatest wish is for the whole family to be well and healthy; she can't have any less.
Yan Minglu listened to his wife and, with Xiao Hu's help, went to work at the food factory doing the easiest job.
Peel the sweet potato.
When it was time to carry the sweet potatoes, he didn't do that. He teamed up with someone else.
He would get strong people to help him carry it, and in return, he would share a portion of their wages with them.
He obediently peeled the sweet potato.
He needs to recover his health so he can earn money to send his daughter to university.
Grandma San's eyes recovered after the surgery.
Now, in their family, those who should be in school are in school, those who should be in work are in work, and when they come home, there's always a ready-made meal.
The old lady provided logistical support for them.
The old lady was overjoyed; she was no longer a burden.
...
The war in the south has long been resolved, so why hasn't Wei Aiguo returned yet?
Yueyue looked at her father's photo and got anxious. She asked Song Yan several times where her father had gone and why he hadn't come back.
The man who was missed by his wife and daughter has now returned to school for a week.
Their primary task is to study; tomorrow should be their day off.
Wei Aiguo was happy because he was about to go home. Then his supervisor called him in for a talk.
This is truly unexpected...
When Wei Aiguo returned home, her mother's old habit kicked in again. She commented that Wei Aiguo had lost weight and gotten darker.
Of course, the table was piled high with food.
Wei Aiguo was also surrounded by children.
After finishing his meal, he lingered for a while with his two sons before taking Yueyue to check Wei An and Wei Ping's homework.
I have to check their homework every time I come back.
In fact, both children study hard, love to work, and are friendly to their classmates…
In short, it is impeccable.
Wei Aiguo always did this, and the two children were happy.
Wei Aiguo has fulfilled his responsibilities as a son, father, and elder; now, he must fulfill his responsibilities as a husband…
Wei Aiguo hugged his wife contentedly. "Xiaoyan, tell me about the family planning policy!"
Family planning? Song Yan was quite familiar with that. "It's probably been proposed already, and some areas should have started implementing it this year."
Family planning is the planned regulation of population development to ensure that population growth is compatible with social and economic development.
It was fully implemented around the 1980s.
In the strictest period, families were indeed limited to one child, and those children were called only children!
Why did you suddenly ask that?
Wei Aiguo: "There are already requirements!"
“It just so happens that I’m not planning on having any more children. They won’t take care of the children who are already born, so our family doesn’t need to worry about that,” Song Yan said.
Wei Aiguo hugged his wife tightly again.
Song Yan noticed that Wei Aiguo seemed a little off. "What's wrong?"
“The school leaders talked to me; we have three children in our family now,” Wei Aiguo said.
Song Yan nodded; in her opinion, this wasn't unusual. However, she looked at Wei Aiguo suspiciously. "Are you planning to have me undergo sterilization surgery?"
Song Yan is very familiar with these policies. This is not unacceptable.
"No! I think I'll do it."
"And the school is quite considerate; they'll give you time off to recover after the procedure." Wei Aiguo's voice was muffled.
Song Yan suddenly remembered a joke made by a clinician:
He encountered a male patient who was afraid to have a tubal ligation. One reason is that men are often more afraid of pain than women. But that's not the main point. The main point is that the man was afraid that after the surgery, he would lose his sexual function.
I feel like having this surgery is like being castrated.
You tell me how foolish these men are, and then they just push the woman out...
Everyone took it as a joke at the time.
Whether it's tubal ligation or sterilization, it's a minor surgery and nothing to be afraid of.
Wei Aiguo often needs physical strength, so Song Yan can do it for him.
"Fine, I'll go! You know I can ask for leave whenever I want!" Song Yan said.
Wei Aiguo laughed; that was indeed true—his wife had a very free life in college. However, he also had his own thoughts.
My wife was really tired and went through a lot when she was pregnant.
He couldn't do this for her. Now that there's something he can do, he should do it and not let his wife suffer anymore.
"Wife, let me go! But you have to make it up to me!" As he spoke, Wei Aiguo's hands started to wander.
"Xiao Yan, are we not going to use these rubbish things anymore?" He was always unhappy whenever Wei Aiguo used family planning products.
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