A village chief who does not want to be a village chief is not a good villager

As August passed, the situation in Jian's Village became better and better.Surrounded by bamboo mountains and shaded by green trees, a medium-sized river flows slowly around the village, and even the scorching summer heat seems to have been taken away by more than half of it.

The bamboo fences in front of every house are almost ready, and the wild roses transplanted by Jian Ping's family are also blooming all over the village.

What used to be an ordinary farming family has now gone up to more than two grades.Occasionally, people who can read a few words mutter a few times about the paradise, which is nothing more than that, and the people in Jianjia Village subtly feel that their Jianjia Village has become different.

But now that it's getting hotter after August, the entire Jian's Village has fallen into a strange silence.

From the end of August, Jian Liangcai's old village chief's house has been filled with a hopeless and sad atmosphere.Because from the end of August, Jian Meiren, who had been holding on for ten years, finally failed and collapsed under the sun at noon.Even the three or four-year-old children in the village know that they can't make too much noise at this time. The prestige of the old village head makes the villagers powerless. The old village chief's family was also sad about other things.

After 45 days, Jian Ping finally got a decent century-old ginseng before Jian Meiren died.On the day he got it, Jian Ping went to the old village head's house and took a look at Jian Meiren who was lying unconscious on the bed.Doctor Yang had also been invited over, and Jian Ping returned home in a hurry after getting a guarantee that his life would be saved within a day or two.As for the frowning Jian Meiren's family, they really had no intention of receiving visitors when they were only holding their breath and were about to burst into tears.

"Let's go, we're going to go back soon." When Jian Ping came back, Tian Wen had almost packed his things.However, Jian Ping was a little surprised when he saw that what Tian Wen pulled out was the family's donkey instead of the ox cart he thought.

Tian Wen first handed Jian Ping a small bag, which contained the century-old ginseng that had been dug up and four other small ginsengs that were over 50 years old. "Brother Jian Ping, I won't go. After all, too many people can cause bad things."

Jian Ping thought about it for the same reason, and didn't continue to argue. He kissed Tian Wen hard on the mouth and left with the things.

Along the way, Jian Ping felt as if he had ridden the donkey out of the steed, and rushed on the road frantically. When Doctor Yang said that Jian Meiren would be fine within a day or two, the bitter and bitter expression on his face was just a matter of saying that he would directly prepare for the funeral in two days.

Jian Ping didn't want to have all the ginseng ready, but in the end he had to send funeral expenses to the family of his favorite deputy. If that was the case, it would be too unlucky.

It took Jian Ping more than half an hour to arrive at the county seat, which was nearly two quarters of an hour less than usual.After arriving at the county seat, Jian Ping first stored the donkey, and then changed his appearance to look like a border businessman.I wiped my face, neck, and hands with a specially made medicinal powder. In short, I wiped the exposed skin well, making the skin darker by more than two shades.I wore two extra sets of clothes on a hot day, and I just made myself bloated twice.

After the hair was messed up a bit, some fake mustaches were attached to the face.In short, he went to the temporary trading area of ​​the border merchants after getting a ghostly look that even Jian Dazhu and Yang Shuxian couldn't recognize when they came here.Sure enough, the 50-year-old ginseng would not worry about selling it, even if Jian Ping offered 200 taels a piece, it didn't delay his business.Originally, a century-old ginseng was about 500 taels, and a 50-year-old ginseng should be two hundred and five, but the price of medicinal materials is not calculated in this way.If it wasn't for Jian Ping not worrying about selling it, and it was just for fame, the price of a 50-year-old ginseng should be around 150 taels.

But who made Jian Ping lucky, I don't know what happened, it seems that someone in the county is secretly buying medicinal materials, so even if Jian Ping set a slightly higher price, it didn't affect the sales of ginseng.Fortunately, it didn't affect Jian Ping's plan, so Jian Ping didn't mind making such a windfall.Four 50-year-old ginseng won a silver ticket of 800 taels.When everyone in the county knew that someone was selling ginseng of a very old age, Jian Ping went to the pharmacy again, and just in case, he bought another copy of all the herbs on the prescription prescribed by Dr. Yang. Then he hurried back.

Although he had speeded up as much as possible, it was already afternoon when he returned to the village.

As soon as Jian Ping entered the village, he saw Jian Meiren's mother crying at the entrance of the village, and ran over with a thump in his heart. "Auntie Meiren, he..."

Ten thousand beasts roared past Jian Ping's heart, and he was almost not frightened by his guess.

"No, no, no, Meiren is fine, woohoo, I'm just sad woohoo..." Jian Meiren's mother held back her crying and answered Jian Ping's words, and then felt sad again.

"..." Jian Ping closed his eyes fiercely, and then held back the curse that almost blurted out.

At this moment, Jian Ping felt that [-] beasts were roaring past in his heart, okay?People with critically ill patients at home, please don't be so scary!

Jian Ping wiped his face fiercely to calm down his heartbeat. "Don't cry, I got the medicine!"

Although he told himself to respect the elderly, Jian Ping still couldn't control his tone at this time.With a low growl, he ignored the person who almost scared him to death, and ran towards Jian Meiren's house.

Jian Meiren's mother looked at Jian Ping's back who had already run away for a moment before realizing what Jian Ping said. "Ah Jian Ping, is what you said true?"

There was a screaming inquiry, but this time Jian Ping didn't answer.Jian Ping, who had already run away, pretended not to hear that sentence.

And Jian Meiren's mother didn't want to get any answer at this time, but quickly lifted her skirt and chased after Jian Ping.

In order not to delay Jian Ping to rush to her house, he didn't even say anything like wait.

Jian Ping rushed to Jian Meiren's house in one breath, and directly stuffed a package of things into the arms of Dr. Yang who was sitting in the courtyard with a sad face. "Doctor Yang, century-old ginseng!"

"What!" Doctor Yang, who was frowning, jumped up instantly, put the cloth bag on the table, and opened it quickly.When he really saw the century-old ginseng tree, Doctor Yang stared at him with his shocked glasses. "It's really a century-old ginseng!"

After careful inspection, Dr. Yang shouted out in surprise.

"What, what, what ginseng!"

A loud shout called out all Jian Meiren's family members.Dr. Yang looked at the herbs in his hands excitedly, and his excited hands trembled slightly. "Meiren is saved!"

Doctor Yang yelled in surprise, and without thinking about anything else, he rushed towards the place where the medicine was usually boiled with the medicinal materials in his arms.

Jian Meiren's family, who were shocked out, also rushed to the backyard with a look of surprise and uncertainty.

After rushing back, Jian Meiren's mother followed Dr. Yang to the backyard.

Jian Ping took a short rest, and when his heartbeat from being scared and running quickly calmed down, he shook his head and walked back slowly.

Jian Meiren's family must be very busy now, and he still doesn't want to join in the fun.What's more, the only thing I can do has already been done, if I can't do it, it will really be destiny.

Jian Ping walked slowly to the door of the house, and saw a small person sitting at the gate and looking in his direction. When he saw him, he jumped up excitedly, and then ran all the way over. "Brother Jian Ping!"

When he really hugged the rushing person in his arms, Jian Ping suddenly felt that the boredom caused by hotness and other things before him suddenly became refreshed!Holding him in his arms, he took a deep breath between Tian Wen's neck before laughing lightly. "Why don't you wait at home? It's so hot outside!"

The two hugged and walked back, looking at each other and smiling as they walked.Tian Wen didn't ask other questions, just looked at Jian Ping and smiled. "I've dried the bath water for you, hurry home and take a good bath first!"

Jian Ping smelled the smell on his body, in order to make the complexion yellow, he applied coptis powder, and in order to make it darker, he also applied a lot of things mixed with ash from the bottom of the pot.These things smell really scary under the neutralization of sweat.The beard stubble I made with hair before, although I cleaned it up after use, I still feel that there is still hair dregs on my body, which is very itchy.

In a word, it is really uncomfortable all over.

"Baby, you are really my caring little padded jacket!" Jian Ping quickly entered the door with his arms around him and closed the door, just in time to see Tian Wen's undisguised big eyes. "Hmph, I don't see you being nicer to your little padded jacket!"

Tian Wen grumbled, blushing.Just as Jian Ping wanted to prove his innocence, he saw Tian Wen accidentally glanced at the direction he just came back from out of the corner of his eye.

Jian Ping glanced back, just in time to see Jian Meiren's home.For a moment, it was so funny that I didn't know what to say.

However, Jian Ping judged others by himself, and looking at this matter from Tian Wen's perspective, he really couldn't say that Tian Wen was just thinking wildly.A person who likes a man and treats him so well is always easy to be misunderstood.This matter has nothing to do with trust, as long as that person has you in his heart, it is always easy to think wildly.

Jian Ping's thoughts turned quickly, but his face was full of honest sorrow. "Who says it's not? I just want to find a handy helper. I'm almost as busy as raising a son!"

Jian Ping wiped his face hard, and then kissed Tian Wen hard on the face. "I can see it clearly. It's enough to raise you a little baby in this life. It seems that there is no fate in this life!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Tian Wen patted Jian Ping on the shoulder lightly, but the smile on his face was a bit brighter.