"Okay, listen." The old village chief said in a low voice: "I don't care if you sell your dead pork to others, but if you sell it to people in this village, don't blame me for reporting you."

In fact, they are sold to people from other villages.

He didn't want to see it either.

But he is just the village chief of Jiangjia Village.

I can't control that much.

So I can only say what is within the scope of my responsibilities.

Of course, there is also the intention of clearing the relationship.

Wang Laizi was stunned when he heard this.

Then I understood what the old village chief said: "Don't worry, even if I am willing to sell it to people in this village, I'm afraid no one will be willing to buy it."

This is the truth.

His pig died of illness.

Almost everyone in the village knows it.

Under such circumstances.

There are also villagers who pay to buy his pork.

That's more like a fool.

But there are people from other villages and people from the city.

That would be different.

Because I don’t know the inside story at all.

In short, he will buy the dead pork to a place where no one knows.

In this way, he can escape from trouble.

This is why I asked the old village chief before.

Find out why Jiang Chuyang bought dead pigs at a low price.

Because after Jiang Chuyang marinated the pork.

They are all sold to people in the city.

It's time to get sick.

Or something happened.

In Wang Laizi's view.

It can't be found on his head at all.

It's a pity that Wang Laizi's abacus failed.

But he failed.

Because Jiang Chuyang is a reborn person.

He was not reborn in vain.

Back to business.

When the old village chief saw Wang Laizi's answer, he seemed to be somewhat self-aware.

I didn't mean to make any noise with him.

The tone of his speech also slowed down a lot: "Even if you want to sell to people from other villages or people in the city, then I have to remind you that now the whole Zhangmu Township is full of fat pigs who have died of swine fever.

Pig, if something happens or you get caught, don’t ask your family to let me go out and catch someone for you. I’m so old and I can’t afford to lose this person.”

"Don't worry. Even if I get beaten to death outside this time, I won't come to beg you." Wang Laizi replied angrily.

"Okay! Then let's go!"

The old village chief waved his hand.

There was a coldness in his eyes.

That’s all the words have been said.

Naturally, he couldn't say more.

Because Wang Laizi simply couldn't listen.

He also mistook his good intentions for donkey liver and lungs.

So what happens next is beyond his control.

"Huh! Just let's go." Wang Laizi limped toward the mountain road.

In short, he was determined to sell the fat pig that died of illness.

At least I need to change some money to have a good year this year.

The skinny Jiang Dongcheng at the side hesitated to follow.

Jiang Yongbiao stepped forward and strangled his neck.

He was like carrying a chicken in front of the old village chief: "Are you tired of living? Now you don't even listen to the old village chief's words?"

for him.

Wang Laizi is not from the Jiang family.

He doesn't have to worry about it.

Even if he dies, it's none of his business.

But Jiang Dongcheng is a serious member of the Jiang family.

This will lead to Wang Laizi going astray.

Then of course he wouldn't just sit idly by.

Of course, this is also what the old village chief meant.

Seeing Jiang Dongcheng, who was captured, crying and looking very decadent, he sighed softly and said, "Isn't your family just a dead pig weighing more than 100 pounds? As for being as uncomfortable as if your father died?"

In the countryside, in the 1970s and 1980s, all weeds fed to pigs were weeds.

There is no feed at all.

So I fed him for more than half a year.

It's normal to only weigh a hundred pounds.

"But...but the problem is that if I don't sell the dead pork with Wang Laizi, then where will I get the money to marry Xiaoli next year?" Jiang Dongcheng said what was in his heart.

Xiaoli is his unmarried wife.

It's because my family is poor.

This marriage has been delayed for more than a year.

If Xiaoli hadn't identified Jiang Dongcheng.

I'm afraid this marriage will be ruined long ago.

The inside story here.

The old village chief knows more or less.

I also know it is the truth.

But don't know why.

When he opened his mouth, he scolded Jiang Dongcheng: "Who can you blame if you don't have money? You wander around the market like a street kid every day. It's weird that you can make money this way."

"That's right, that's right, the old village chief asked you to go to the river to help maintain order. Why didn't you go?" Wang Caixia asked.

"Do you know how much money you can make per day by maintaining order by the river or selling food? It's almost five or six yuan!" Li Hongmei reminded angrily.

"I'm telling you, your mother raised that big fat pig in the dark every day, so even if it's sold for money, it's not yours." Li Hongyu couldn't help but hit him.

As soon as these ugly truths came out.

That made Jiang Dongcheng lower his head in shame.

I wanted to defend myself, but in the end I couldn't say a word.

"Oh! If it weren't for your mother's sake, I really don't want to care about you." The old villager looked at it and sighed: "Let's do this! I will come forward with this old face and ask Jiang Chuyang for you to find a job that can support the family.

Errand, are you willing?"

"this……"

"Yes, I do!" Jiang Dongcheng was stunned and raised his head, with joy in his eyes.

Jiang Chuyang is now a famous figure in Jiangjia Village.

Naturally, he had heard about how profitable it was.
To be continued...