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Chapter 132 Poverty alleviation, a long-cherished wish in a hundred years(1/2)

Li Kuiyong has no choice but to do with this fairy.

He silently pulled back his sleeves, turned around and carried the shoulder pole, pulled out his legs and left.

Qin Ling giggled, unbuttoned the luggage rope on her waist, took a small step, chased after her with a "da da da da" and said with a breath:

"Kuiyong, hurry up!"

Li Kuiyong instead accelerated his pace and walked like flying, as if he was carrying two buckets of water on his shoulders, but two feathers...

When Qinling chased to the cave, Li Kuiyong had already gone to pour water.

She sighed helplessly with her waist, shook her head and pushed open the door, and entered the cave.

Jiang Biyun took a gossip and smiled:

"Why, I've returned in a desperate situation?"

Qinling walked over dejectedly, threw himself on the kang, buried his head and said:

"That's not, they don't accept it at all..."

Wang Hong seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, a smile secretly appeared on her face, and she rubbed the noodles hard.

But Jiang Biyun said:

"I just didn't listen to the advice and insisted on trying to hit the nails. Once I asked Zheng Tong why Kui Yong always ignored us female educated youth. What do you think he said?"

Qinling kicked off his shoes and swam onto the kang like a fish, asking lazily:

“How to say it?”

Jiang Biyun said:

"Zheng Tong said that before coming here to go to the lineup, Li Kuiyong warned them that boys must protect themselves when they go out..."

As he said that, he started laughing first.

Qinling and Wang Hong were stunned for a moment, and immediately screamed from the goose...

Just after noon, Zhong Yuemin and the others came back.

It is not possible to keep greed like to eat, and you always catch a place to get wool.

If you pull it, you will get bald.

It was a new thing when Zhong Yuemin and his friends went to the county town for the first time. People in the city really felt pity when they saw a group of educated youth in Beijing who were dressed in pretty well.

There was even a girl who saw Zhong Yuemin being a scumbag and could sing a few songs without being out of tune, so she handed over half of her bread...

But as they went there more times, the city people became aesthetically tired. Although they continued to enrich the programs and innovate, their harvest was getting worse day by day.

Just like today, I actually came back with two buckets of water!

Yes, I can only add extra meals to the old sow.

Li Kuiyong did not have lunch, so he pinched the meal and ran to Zhang Zhi's house.

After eating most of the steamed buns on their dinner table with Changgui's family in a heartbreaking gaze, they started to talk about the important things:

"Secretary Chang, are there any breeding pigs in our village?"

Chang Gui shook his head:

"No more. There were some in the past, but this old sow was not in heat. The commune assigned the pig to other villages. You ask... "

Speaking of this, he suddenly became excited:

"The old sow is in heat?"

Li Kuiyong teased:

"Look at your shock, those who don't know think you have a relationship... Branch Secretary, you have to find a way to borrow it from here, how about it?"

Chang Gui's words "Donkey R" choked in his throat, choking him so that he shrank his body and "cough cough cough" for a long time before he recovered.

He said weakly:

"I'll send someone to go and let Old Man Du accompany you to pull the pig in two days."

Li Kuiyong stood up, touched his stomach and said:

"Secretary, I'm full, I'm going back now. You guys use it slowly, don't be polite..."

Chang Gui's face is purple.

He kept waiting for him to walk away, then beat the kang and scolded:

"He has ruined all the buns by donkey R. Is it still slow to use them?"

Two days later, Old Man Du took his grandson, Hanwa, to pick up Li Kuiyong in a big cart. Hanwa was about seven or eight years old, dressed in rags, his hair was shaved into a pot-shaped lid, and his face was black and red, and he looked very stupid.

Old Man Du's son Shuan Shuan was seriously ill two years ago and was lying down to die. Seeing that the situation was not good, his wife ran away with the fat carpenter.

She walked forward, Shuan Shuan died, leaving her grandparents and grandchildren to depend on each other for life.

Old Man Du is a master of folk songs. His two front teeth have fallen off, so he has some leakage in singing, but he sings very emotionally and devotedly, and his singing can infect people.

This is a typical joy in suffering. Li Kuiyong pulled Hanwa and asked:

"Yanwa, why did you follow your grandpa to herd sheep for one day?"

The naive baby didn't even want to blurt out:

“Save money.”

"Why save money?"

"Grow up and get married."

Li Kuiyong smiled and said:

"Hey, how old are you? You are just thinking about marrying a wife? I haven't married yet. What's the point of marrying a wife?"

"Give birth."

"Where are you finished giving birth?"

"Save money again and get a wife for the child."

"If the child marrys a wife and has a baby, saves money and has a baby again, right?"

The naive baby nodded.

Li Kuiyong sighed:

"What's the point of living on a horse? Save money, give birth to a baby, save money to marry a wife for a baby, give birth to a baby again, and live forever. Grandpa Du, what are we farmers trying to do in this life?"

Old Man Du looked at him strangely, as if Li Kuiyong asked a nonsense, and he asked back:

"With the land planting, full food, and a baby to continue the incense, what else do we want?"

There is nothing wrong with this!

Li Kuiyong was choked, paused and asked again:

"Grandpa Du, what are you most looking forward to now?"

Old Man Du looked at him blankly, and Li Kuiyong explained again:

“I mean, what do you want most if you can choose?”

Old Man Du said affirmatively:

"Eat white flour buns."

"That's all?"

"What else do you want?"

Li Kuiyong was speechless.

Old Man Du took out dry food from his arms:

"Silly baby, have a meal."

Li Kuiyong leaned over his head and looked carefully. He saw Old Man Du holding a few black wild vegetable dumplings, and his grandparents and grandchildren were swallowing the wild vegetable dumplings in big mouthfuls.

In the blink of an eye, the hanwa finished eating the wild vegetable dumplings, and he looked at his grandfather with a eager eye:

"Grandpa, I'm not full."

Old Man Du patted the head of Han's surname and said:

"Yanba, grandpa is not full, but that's all for us."

Li Kuiyong quickly took out the steamed buns he brought and said:

"Yanba, you eat it."

Old Man Du tried his best to block it with his hands:

"I dare not, you are all good food and precious."

Li Kuiyong rudely pulled his hands apart, stuffed the steamed buns into Hanwa's arms, and said viciously:
To be continued...
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