Happy life of a woman in the space apocalypse

Yi Lingling might not have understood what her second brother meant, but Yang Qian did. If she thought about it carefully, the pride in her daughter's bones was given to her by the old man's title of village chief.

It’s all their fault as parents for not teaching their children well. It’s all their fault. Now they have hurt themselves and others and can only swallow the bitter fruit.

Yi Jiaan turned and left after he finished speaking, but not long after he walked out, he saw someone waiting for him on the road with a child.

"Jia'an, I heard you were back so I took the kids to wait for you. Do you want to go back for dinner later?"

"Dad~"

Those who wanted to refuse couldn't say anything when they heard the child's soft voice, but they felt somewhat resistant when they saw Fan Meifeng's flattering face.

"You guys go back first, I'll be back when I'm done."

"Hey! Okay, I'll go back and cook now. I'll make all your favorite dishes."

Seeing the other party's excitement and the child's happiness, Yi Jia'an closed his somewhat sore eyes. This was all he had to live his life like.

Fan Zhiwei and Yi Jiaan were sitting surrounded by a group of old men. After all, this bad thing that happened to the team was caused by one of them. They had an unshirkable responsibility, and the people of the Yi family could not hold their heads up in front of everyone.

"Since this matter has already happened, let's not talk about it anymore. Now we should think about how to reconcile with that group of people. Zhiwei is quite reliable in this regard. He clearly knows that we can't win against them."

The first person to speak was the old uncle of the Fan family. The Fan family and the Yi family were originally from neighboring villages, and they were the two surnames with the most family ties, so they had to preserve their friendship no matter what.

"Uncle Fan, to put it bluntly, this matter was caused by production. Since you can't make a fuss and can't afford to offend, just go and apologize. Anyway, the position of village chief has been taken, so what he says is what he means."

"That's right, what are we still sitting here discussing? Just listen and get it over with."

......

Negative words filled the room, and Yi Shengsheng, who was already feeling guilty, couldn't even raise his head. Fan Zhiwei could only try to smooth things over.

"I have already gone to find that family for my dad."

The sudden voice finally stopped the harsh words. Yi Shengchan suddenly looked up at his youngest son, and suddenly found that he had grown into the pillar of the family. His old eyes became moist.

Yi Jiaan took a deep breath and walked to his father, putting his hand on his back and patting him gently a few times.

"It's Jia'an, have you gone to find them first?"

"Yes, it was a man called Uncle Ji who talked to me. As for Comrade Pu, they clearly said that we don't need to talk anymore because we can't meet him."

Uncle Fan was smoking a pipe and squinting at Yi Jiaan, with a slight smile on his lips.

"You're quite good. You dare to go and talk to someone by yourself. Tell me what you came up with."

"The other party's conditions have not changed. We have been living in peace and non-interference. This time we broke the rules first, so they gave us a warning."

Telling the truth brought another round of criticism and complaints, but this time Yi Jiaan didn't feel so bad.

"Is it possible to let us arrange the position of village chief ourselves?"

"Impossible, I'm firm in my attitude."

Uncle Fan knocked on his pipe and turned his head to discuss with his old friends. Fan Zhiwei patted his niece-in-law with satisfaction, saying that such a good child was ruined by his niece.

"Jia'an, come and sit next to your dad. That's when you can tell me more details."

No matter who asked questions afterwards, he could answer them all, and the nearly one-hour discussion was able to completely appease everyone.

"In this case, we should show our attitude. After all, their demands have always been low. As for the position of village chief, we will wait and see how things go after they arrive. What if they just come here to hold the position without caring about anything?"

"Yes, Uncle San is right. Who should we send to show up?"

Uncle Fan received a signal from his nephew's eyes before he even opened his mouth, and gave him a fierce look and decided to take the job.

The meeting was held, the results were discussed, and those who were prepared to have the talk stayed behind.

"We'll go together after lunch. Since Jia'an said the other party is easy to talk to, let's not beat around the bush and get straight to the point."

"Hehe, you see, when something happens, you still have to rely on my third uncle."

"Get lost, I just want to enjoy my old age."

Fan Zhiwei didn't look like a grandfather at all, he was just about to hug his third uncle and shake his arm.

"As for the birth, be prepared to be blamed after this happens. Just be patient with some unpleasant words, and it will pass over in time."

"Yes, please trouble Uncle San."

"And your Lingling. She looks docile and obedient on weekdays, but I never thought she was so careless. It will be hard for her to find a partner in the surrounding area anyway, so you should think of a way to keep her under control and make sure she doesn't cause any more trouble."

"Alas~~ It's all my fault. Don't worry, Uncle San. Even if his legs are broken, he will be kept at home and won't cause any trouble."

Uncle Fan looked at Yi Shengchan again. This kid could be considered as half a son of the Fan family. He was also one of the few people in the brigade who worked in the county. He was a good person.

"Jia'an, I will take care of the family affairs from now on, just focus on your work in the factory."

"Thank you, Uncle San. I will work hard."

"Okay, go back, and call me when the time comes."

Yi Jia'an supported his old father who was staggering, feeling extremely sad. He also knew that what mattered to his old father most in his life was to be able to shine as the village chief, which was his driving force for progress. Now that all of this was gone, he would definitely not be able to accept it for a while.

"Dad, it's all over. I will support you from now on."

"Good boy, Dad has no hope in this life. I will just work hard on farming and have enough to eat. Just live your life well."

"What do you mean there's no hope? You've done enough for the team over the years. Even if you make a mistake once, everyone will remember your kindness in the past."

Yi Shengchan sighed heavily and patted his youngest son's hand.

As soon as he entered the house, Yang Qian came to meet him and helped him into the house.

"Old man, let me make you a bowl of porridge first. You can't let your body get ruined no matter what."

"I can't drink it. Let me lie down for a while."

Yang Qian wanted to persuade him but was stopped by her youngest son. She sighed, helped cover him with the quilt, and followed him out.

"Jia'an, what did you say?"

"It's nothing. That family is pretty easy to talk to. As long as you don't cross their bottom line, they don't care about anything."

"Humph, you're so easy to talk to, but you beat your dad after asking a question."

"Mom, is it just a matter of one sentence? Why don't you understand that they are not on an equal footing with us? Do you have the guts to go talk to the county leaders about work?"

Yang Qian understood everything. He was much more powerful than the county leaders, and they couldn't talk to him. But she just felt uncomfortable, after all, she could still chat with him before.

"Okay, I understand, but what should I do next?"