"Each family sent a representative to collect the money. This is a few years' bonus. Going forward, if everyone works harder, I believe our lives will get better and better."
The village chief stood on the stage and gestured for everyone to look at the small desks nearby. The list, the bonuses, everything was laid out before them, enough to make everyone excited and excited.
"Fifth Uncle... hurry up, we can't wait any longer."
"Hurry up, start quickly."
"That's right, we can't wait."
Seeing the money right in front of you, but having to wait until you call for it before you can get it. That kind of heart-wrenching feeling is so tiring that you can't help but urge it.
They were all pacing anxiously, their eager eyes involuntarily darting to the small desk beside them. The pile of money on it was like a mountain, a sight that made people excited, envious, and even more so, wanted to carry it home. It was a mountain of gold, gleaming and dazzling, blinding.
"Okay, stop messing around, or I'll put you in my little black book."
The village chief made a brilliant remark, and everyone couldn't help but laugh. "Little Black Book, this should be Shen Chenfeng's favorite thing to do! When did the village chief start to like making things like this?"
"Little Black Ben...Village Chief, you are so funny."
The village chiefs all have their own little black books, so shouldn't they also have their own little books? That way, they won't be out of touch with the people and won't fall behind?
"No way! The little black book has been taken out. We are so scared."
“That’s right, we’re really scared.”
"That's right, that's right, this is too funny!"
Even the little black book is obviously not a good thing. However, the village chief is able to keep up with the times, which shows that their village is still quite fashionable. Look at everyone's clothes, their spoken language, everything shows that they are different.
Everyone couldn't help but look at each other, their faces filled with smiles. So scary~~ What should we do? What should we do? The village chief was angry, and their lives were going to be difficult.
“Chen Mao’s family gets the money, Shen Erdi’s family gets the money…”
"Chen Wu...Chen Wen..."
"Call a name and one person will come up to collect the money and sign."
Chen Chenfeng looked at the notebook, reading it while comparing it with the account book, and reminded the people who were distributing the money not to make any mistakes. This was not a small amount of money, and everyone confirmed it again and again before signing.
Holding the heavy money in their hands, they looked back at the house they lived in and the relatives around them, tears welling up in their eyes! The elderly turned their backs and wiped the moisture from their eyes. They had no choice but to not let others see their weakness, nor did they want others to see their tears.
The hard times they had gone through were a past they didn't want to recall, a past they didn't want to revisit. But as they recalled the bittersweet past, they suddenly felt that nothing mattered anymore. The present was what mattered, a time of immense happiness and contentment. No matter how hard things were, they couldn't let their children suffer. They had finally done that.
"Okay, everyone who received the money can go back and celebrate the New Year, so don't wait here."
"Let's go home! Go home and take care of your own affairs."
Nothing happened after that, and the villagers all went back to their homes. New Year's Eve was almost here, and if they didn't get started now, it would be too late. The village chief said goodbye to Chen Chenfeng and left, too. He needed to go home and count his money in his room. The dividends they'd received made them dream about what it would feel like to count money until their hands cramped.
They say sleeping until you wake naturally and counting money until your hands cramp is the highest pursuit in life. Now that they have the means, why don't they try their luck? The village chief says he wants to be a fashionable old man, keeping up with the times.
"I'm back...how's it going?" Miao Guihua watched the crowd gradually dispersing at the door, and the heavy footsteps of Chen Chenfeng. Now that I'm back, shouldn't I get back to work? There's still a lot of work waiting to be done at home.
"Everything has been divided up, and everyone can go back to their homes."
Shen Chenfeng couldn't help but sigh. Now he just wanted to lie on the sofa and not move. Tired, not only physically tired, but more importantly, tired mentally as well. There was no way, mentally and physically, these jobs were neither simple nor easy.
"It's so tiring... This kind of work is both mentally and physically demanding. It would be great if I could switch."
Shen Chenfeng was lying on the sofa, looking like a master. Unfortunately, after three seconds, he completely lost this image. "Handsomeness lasts only three seconds," that's what Shen Chenfeng looks like now.
"Okay then... don't just lie there. Go to the kitchen and help me chop the vegetables." Miao Guihua untied her apron and put it on her husband's head. "The responsibility of the kitchen is in your hands. The Party organization believes you can complete the task."
Chen Chenfeng stared at his wife in astonishment. He had never expected her to treat him this way. Shouldn't he have compensated him, comforted him, and even treated him to delicious food? Why? A sudden role change? Had his status plummeted to the bottom since his daughter's return?
"Hurry up and get to work. If you don't finish, you won't have dinner."
Miao Guihua calmly took the mop and began to mop the floor. The house was still a little dirty and needed to be cleaned thoroughly. With the child back, the family became more lively. I really hope it will always be like this.
"No... Wife, I haven't even rested for five minutes, and you're asking me to work."
"I didn't rest either." Rolling her eyes, Miao Guihua blocked Shen Chenfeng's complaints.
She called back, and she continued to work without a break. There was so much going on at home, and they weren't used to having outsiders intruding. They could only clean one area a day, striving to have everything finished before the Lunar New Year. The workload was heavy, but Miao Guihua, accustomed to this kind of work, said she wasn't tired at all.
"So... the kids?"
"Do you want Niu Niu to clean the house?" Miao Guihua said to her husband without any sympathy.
"Of course not. I just thought... Isn't Maidong still here?"
The boy just needs exercise, otherwise, what will he do when he gets married? He can't leave everything to his wife. Marrying a wife is not like marrying a nanny.
"He has gone back to rest. He has been driving for over ten hours and is exhausted."
Miao Guihua blocked all of her husband's ways out. She looked at him with contempt and told him to just say it if he wanted to be lazy and not to make so many excuses.
"Work, work... I'm going to work."
"Little cabbage! Yellow in the field, three or two years old, no mother..."
The song "Little White Cabbage" expressed his state of mind. Shen Chenfeng felt his heart go cold, unable to warm up again. Well, he was about to become a lonely person, and no one could experience the pain of his heartbreak.
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