bantayden 59. Bar encounter
59. Bar encounter
After resting for two days, Song Yiyi started the poverty alleviation survey again.
As the head of the village, Chen Daqiang was going to take care of his wife who was out for medical treatment. Before leaving, he specially asked Chen Youcai to help Song Yiyi more.
Wang Zhuzi asked for leave on the pretext of illness, and has not been seen these days.
Without this guy being an eyesore, Chen Youcai and Song Yiyi got along more easily, chatting and laughing, and getting to know each other better.
"Didn't they distribute lambs and piglets to the village before? Why can't they eat meat?"
Leaving the dilapidated small courtyard of Chen Laoliu's house, Song Yiyi frowned, and asked Chen Youcai in a low voice rather puzzled.
"Uncle Sixth is notoriously lazy. His wife and children couldn't stand him, so they all ran away..."
Chen Youcai said in a low voice: "As for the things that were given to him before, I guess he killed them and ate them."
"..."
Song Yiyi pursed her red lips and fell silent.
When encountering such extremely difficult households, it is simply as difficult as heaven to help them get rid of poverty and become rich.
If you don't let him get rid of the inertia, no matter how you help him, it will be nothing.
"He also said that if you don't give him a wife, you might as well leave him alone!"
Chen Youcai thought of something, and smiled immediately.
"..."
Song Yiyi struggled for a long time, but was finally amused, and shook her head with a smile.
The two visited several impoverished households one after another, and finally visited the irrigation canal outside the village.
Song Yiyi's expression was dignified, and the workbook was filled with a bunch of problems, large and small, as she frowned all the way thinking about the solution.
"There's no rush. Our village has been like this for many years. It's impossible to change it all at once."
Looking at the kind-hearted girl in front of him, Chen Youcai's heart softened, and he couldn't help comforting him softly.
"Well, I will work hard to help the villagers get rid of poverty and become rich as soon as possible!"
The smooth forehead was covered with fine sweat, Song Yiyi wiped it with her sleeves, her big eyes were full of fighting spirit.
The two bid farewell at the entrance of the village, and Chen Youcai went back to the hospital alone, staying until the end of get off work, and then bid farewell to Lao Song and Sister Tao.
After dinner, I took Zhao Xiaolin to Zhangjia Town as usual.
The two talked and laughed all the way, and when they got to the food stall, they realized something was wrong.
In the past, Xiangji was brightly lit, but today the store is locked, and not even a ghost can be seen.
"Xiangji was blocked. I heard that someone ate food from their house. Just in time for the medical examination of the civil servants on duty in the county, something happened right away..."
In the food stall, many stall owners gathered in twos and threes, pointing in the direction of Xiangji and discussing in low voices.
Zhang Dagui sat behind the counter of his own booth, talking with a complicated expression, not knowing whether he was happy or emotional.
"Speaking of which, it was thanks to Youcai who persuaded me at the beginning, otherwise Xiangji's family would not be the only ones who were banned today."
He turned his head, looked at Chen Youcai who also had a complicated expression, and smiled gratefully.
"And me and me, I persuaded you at the beginning!"
Zhao Xiaolin quickly raised her little hand, clamoring for credit.
Aunt Zhang was squatting by the sink, washing the dishes, smiling and shaking her head.
"Leave them alone and get to work."
Chen Youcai exhaled foul breath and felt better. He immediately put on his oily apron and started his busy work in the night market.
At the same time, Nanling City, Dihao Bar.
"Zhuzi, it looks like you're doing well, I have to take care of my brothers in the future."
The noisy heavy metal music was loud, and under the non-stop flashing colorful lampposts, the figures on the dance floor twisted wildly, like a ghostly world.
In the booth next to the wall, Wang Zhuzi was so drunk that his eyes were blurred and his cheeks were flushed.
The few people sitting opposite were his high school classmates, and they hadn't had much contact with him after graduation.
Wang Zhuzi was feeling irritable these days, so he asked them out for a drink together.
Those few people saw that there was an advantage to take advantage of, and immediately rushed over.
"Handsome guy, you are really amazing, do you want to try this new wine?"
A long-haired girl sat next to Wang Zhuzi, with coquettish makeup and scantily clad clothes, exaggerated praise in a tired voice.
"Don't look at who our brother Zhuzi is, and bring the most expensive wine in your store!"
The few cronies winked at each other, taking advantage of Wang Zhuzi's drunken delirious state, they began to make fun of each other.
"Yes, the expensive ones, bring them all, I'm afraid I... hiccup, can't afford the bill!"
With a big wave of Wang Zhuzi's hand, the little girl Jiutuo was so excited that her face was full of smiles, and she nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
After a while, bottle after bottle of high-end foreign wine was placed on the table.
Wang Zhuzi was full of arrogance, and he never refused to come, his mouth crooked and his eyes squinted when he drank, and finally fell down under the booth with a thud.
And in the supreme booth on the second floor, there were also some people in an irritable mood, drinking cup after cup of boring wine.
"Brother Tai, there is news from the yamen that the monkey and winter melon may have been planted this time..."
After a younger brother finished speaking tremblingly, Zhang Xiangtai raised his eyes expressionlessly, grabbed the wine glass and slammed it on the floor.
"Get out, get out of here!"
He snapped his neck and yelled sharply, scaring the faces of the younger brothers into ashes, and they almost buried their heads in their crotches.
Zhang Xiangtai didn't care much about Monkey and Winter Melon entering the yamen.
What annoyed him was that the promise to Feng Yiming failed again, which made him lose all his old face.
"Brother Tai, Xiangji has also been closed down, I'm afraid it won't be able to reopen this time..."
Ma San and Ji Ge were standing far away, but now they had to bite the bullet and stepped forward, saying in a trembling voice.
The fact that poppy shell powder was added to the dishes as a seasoning was revealed. As the manager of Xiangji, Ma San was supposed to be controlled by the relevant department.
As a result, he got the news in advance, and led people to run away, leaving a mess and no one to clean up.
"What the hell are you all doing to eat? I spent a lot of money raising you for nothing. It's true that raising a dog is more useful than you!"
The bad news came one after another, and Zhang Xiangtai was almost out of breath.
If it weren't for the fact that Ma San was his cousin, I really wanted to take a wine bottle and open his head.
The mood is extremely bad, and drinking is tasteless, and the more you drink, the more uncomfortable you are.
Zhang Xiangtai stood up, staggered and walked downstairs, Ma San and others hurriedly followed behind him.
"Chen Youhai, is your name Chen Youhai? If you don't pay for your drinks, what kind of place is our Emgrand Bar?"
Passing by a booth full of wine bottles, I saw a few bar security guards surrounding an unconscious man, slapping his face hard.
"...Go and ask, is that guy from Chen Family Village?"
Zhang Xiangtai walked a few steps, then turned around, staring at the young man in the booth in confusion.
He had seen the information that Feng Yiming had given him. Apart from killing Song Yiyi, he also wanted to deal with a person from the Chen Family Village named "Chen Youhai".
It has been five years since the photocopy of the admission ticket.
In addition to his name being Chen Youhai, the guy in front of him also had a face similar to the head portrait on the photocopy of the admission ticket.
Zhang Xiangtai was a little uncertain, so he beckoned Ma San to go over to confirm.