But she still had a headache.
The villagers have just been working for a few months and have just solved the problem of food and clothing, but they have encountered such a thing. Isn't this going back to the way it was?
When people are idle, they tend to look for trouble.
After seeing Liu Bin off, Tian Chengcheng lay on a chair in the yard, looking up at the sky.
At this time, the stars are still exceptionally bright, there is no pollution, and everything is still as it was in nature.
"What are you thinking about?" Fu Xinhan took out a blanket and covered her with it.
"Without their jobs, what will happen to those people in Wangshan Village? They're going to cause trouble again."
Tian Chengcheng is sad.
Wangshan Village is neither big nor small, with more than a hundred households. She can accommodate one family, but not a hundred.
A wave of layoffs is about to come. By then, everyone will be in danger. Laid-off workers will not be able to find jobs, and the opportunities for villagers will be even fewer.
"Who cares what they do?" Fu Xinhan said.
"Brother, have some compassion. Are you going to watch them starve to death? Now I understand what it means that with great power comes great responsibility."
"It has nothing to do with you. You're still a child. It's good enough that you can support yourself. Don't think about so many things every day. You'll be so tired that you won't even grow taller."
"...Fu Xinhan!" Tian Chengcheng cursed angrily and jumped up. "Look, I've grown a lot taller."
Fu Xinhan said, "You will grow better in the south. It suits you better. Tell grandma and uncle tomorrow, and we'll go to the south."
It didn't matter where he was.
But that’s not the case now.
If Fubao stayed here, he would have a lot to do.
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