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Text Chapter 716: Running for village chief?

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    Xia Hezhi was a little weird today. After asking everyone to come out, he led the way. He frowned and looked like he was worried about something, but he was not as smooth and smiling as usual, especially when he occasionally looked at Xia Yun.  Here, it was even more complicated, even with a hint of resentment, and the tone of his words became neither salty nor light, leaving Xia Yun confused.  ¡ñ¡Ð, Yesterday I was fine, but today I have an expression of bitterness and hatred I don¡¯t seem to have offended the village chief uncle in any way, right?  Xia Yun murmured in his heart, but there was nothing strange about his face. He walked like this for a few minutes and arrived at the place where the New Year's Eve dinner was held, the former site of the village's primary school and now the village committee.  In recent years, the permanent population in the village has been getting smaller and smaller, and most of the children have been sent to school outside. A few years ago, the town made unified arrangements for the last few children in the village to go to school. The village-run primary school was completely abandoned and was later transformed into a village primary school.  The committee and elderly activity center usually have village cadres working here. Some elderly people also chat and bask in the sun and play cards and mahjong here. It is the most lively place in the village.  The village-run primary school is small, but the playground is very large. It doubles as a threshing floor during busy farming periods. At this time, the large playground has been cleared and an oversized shed has been built. Several high-power searchlights and incandescent lamps are placed in the corners of the shed.  The lights illuminated the entire greenhouse, which was already filled with tables. There was also a projection screen on the podium, and the Spring Festival Gala, a must-have program for New Year's Eve, was being shown through the projector.  Of course, it¡¯s hard to say how many serious people are watching.  By now it was completely dark, and people had almost arrived. The greenhouse was filled with the hum of greetings and chats, the sound of the Spring Festival Gala program on the speakers, and the sounds of children playing around, making the sky full of excitement.  The New Year's Eve dinner in the evening is basically a family unit. There are only about 200 households in Xiajia Village. This year, 80% of them go home to celebrate the New Year. Some people's families are prosperous and occupy two or even three or four tables. Some people have only a few people, two or two.  Every family shared a table. Xia Hezhi said on the way that there were about a hundred tables.  When we arrived at the playground, my mother, grandparents, and uncle's family were already at their seats. They were in the innermost position of the greenhouse, facing the projection screen. The light was the best and warmest.  In the center was the table belonging to the Second Master and his family, surrounded by a large circle of villagers, chatting and laughing noisily. It was the liveliest place in the entire greenhouse.  Regardless of whether they are young or old, Xia Yun's family is not the kind of people who turn their noses up in the sky and forget about old friendships after getting rich. Their attitude towards people is still as kind as before. In addition, Xia Yun spent a lot of money on the village some time ago, and their family is now in the village.  His popularity can be said to be the best. No matter where he goes in the village, there will be a bunch of people laughing and chatting. Especially on such occasions, he is the absolute core of the crowd. In the entire village, no matter how familiar the villagers are, they are all familiar with each other.  , all come up to say hello.  They were chatting all the way to their seat. Before Xia Yun could take a sip of water, four or five people walked out of the villagers nearby. Among them, a plainly dressed old man led a four or five-year-old boy to the front and pressed the little boy's hand.  Kneel down on your shoulders.  "Han Han, kowtow to Uncle Xia Yun!"  What?" He had recognized the old man and understood why he did what he did.  It was exactly what Xia Hezhi mentioned before, that his grandson was suffering from leukemia, and Xia Herun, who was in ruins by selling his family, Xia Yun asked Xia Hezhi to go directly to the charity foundation to reimburse all the medical expenses. Later, he heard that he had found a suitable bone marrow.  , the transplant operation also went well, so I stopped paying attention to it. I had never met Xia Herun's family, but I didn't expect that Xia Herun would come out of the blue like this.  The surrounding villagers were in an uproar, and Xia's mother next to her also realized what she was doing. She stood up and complained, "Brother Herun, I have told you so many times just now. We are all fellow villagers. We should take care of each other and help each other. You  What are you doing!¡±  , Ayun, our family has no money now, and I will pay you back when we have money in the future!" He pressed the little boy's shoulder again, "Han Han, it was Uncle Xia Yun who saved your life. Kowtow to Uncle Xia Yun and grow up!  You must repay Uncle Xia Yun's kindness in the future, you know?" The little boy responded obediently and knelt down again.  "It's money or not. I already said it's a charity fund. You don't need to pay it back. Uncle Run, you are really"  A little pale becauseBecause of the medical treatment, I was looking after a little bald man. He was about the same age as a little pig, but his weight was obviously much lighter. He was as light as nothing in his arms, and I couldn't help but feel pity for him.  "What's your name? How old are you this year?" "My name is Xia Qinghan. My parents and grandparents call me Han Han. I'm five years old this year" "Han Han is so good!" After teasing little Han Han, Xia Qinghan teased a few words.  Yun then turned to Xia and Run and said sternly, "Uncle Run, you really don't have to be so polite to me about Han Han. Not only our fellow villagers, but also other children who have this disease, under appropriate circumstances,  Our charity foundation will also allocate funds for donations These are all free, so you don¡¯t have to worry about it, let alone talk to me about paying back the money or not!¡± Seeing what Xia Herun wanted to say, Xia Yun said:  Han Han handed it to him and waved his hand, "Uncle Run, Han Han is recovering from his illness and should take a good rest. There are many people here at night and the air is not good. It is best not to let him stay here!"  , handed him to the young woman behind him who should be Xiao Hanhan's mother, hesitated to speak, and finally sighed, "I brought him here tonight just to kowtow to you. I will take him back right away  Anyway, thank you. If there is any use for our family in the future, just ask!" Xia Yun said a few more polite words and watched Xiao Hanhan's mother return to her home  I left the greenhouse with my son in my arms and just as I was about to sit down, another group of people appeared one after another among the villagers who were watching in three circles inside and outside.  These are all villagers who have received help from the charity foundation in the village. With Xia Herun's actions in front of them, they naturally cannot stay still. They all stepped forward to thank Xia Yun Of course, without Xia Herun  It's so exaggerated that Run wants his grandson to kneel down.  After finally dealing with this group of people, Xia Yun's mouth was almost dry. He sat down and took a sip of water when his mother suddenly said something next to him.  "Ayun, what do you think about letting your dad run for the mayor of our Xiajia Village next year?" "Pfft!"  , looked at his mother in surprise, "Mom, what did you say?" Xia's mother glared at Xia Yun and repeated, "I said, what about your dad running for village chief?" Xia Yun looked at it suspiciously  Mom glanced at it and turned to ask the principal, "Dad, what's going on?"  At least 90% of the people in the whole village will vote for me. Somehow the news has spread, and many people have come to me just now to mention this" Xia Helu?  Xia Yun has heard of this name, but he is not very familiar with it. He has little contact with his family, and the person and the name are a bit mismatched.  "Dad, this is not the point. The point is what do you think? Do you really want to run for village chief?" No wonder Xia Hezhi's expression looked wrong just now On this New Year's Eve, his position as village chief is about to be stolen.  , it¡¯s weird that he can still laugh.  Although Xiajia Village is just a very inconspicuous small village, the permanent population has been getting smaller and smaller in the past two years, and there is nothing particularly valuable. However, there are also three jins of broken boats. It is surrounded by a large area of ??hills, woods, ponds, rivers, plus some of the country's  Policies, the annual benefits of becoming a village chief are also quite large.  Apart from anything else, some time ago my uncle contracted nearly a hundred acres of fish ponds in the village to raise fresh shrimps and hairy crabs next year. The contract price was quite favorable, but he also secretly gave Xia Hezhi and several village cadres a big red envelope.  What.  The world is like this, and no one is exempt from it.  What¡¯s more, the pace of urbanization in the country is accelerating, and it¡¯s about to be developed here. By then, the price of land in the village will double, not to mention the entanglements of interests inside.  ??Every year when the village chief is running for election, the village is full of undercurrents and bustle, but nothing has ever happened to Xia Yun's family. They used to be ineligible, but now they are looked down upon At least Xia Yun is completely looked down upon now.  But times have changed, and with the current strength and popularity of my family, if my father really wants to run for village chief, as Xia Helu said, he probably won¡¯t need to canvass any votes. Winning the position of village chief is like pinching a snail between fingers.  , absolutely, no suspense at all.  Grandpa Xia Zhilian next to him interjected, "He Lu failed to run for village chief last year. He and He Zhi were a bit messed up. I guess he would have no chance of running for village chief on his own, so your dad is here Boss, you have to do this yourself.  Think carefully and don't get involved!" The uncle and aunt also nodded, obviously this matter is not a secret in the village.  Xia Herong looked at Xia Yun helplessly, "Should IYou don't care about the village chief, but look at your mother" Xia Mu rolled her eyes at Xia Herong, "What's wrong with the village chief? Don't treat the village chief as a cadre. If you don't care about me, I will, can't you?  "  "(To be continued.)
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