Chapter 342

"To the village head? What can I do for the village head? He doesn't seem to be at home at the moment! "

Aunt looked at me curiously, but she didn't have a bad heart. It should be pure curiosity. People in the village are like this, nothing new, just listen to gossip.

"Well, I'm the director of the province. The superior sent me here to inspect. I heard that you were rated as the advanced village this time. I'll come and have a look!"

"It turns out that the village head's house is at the front. I asked my grandson to call the village head. The village head should be in the next village. Let me introduce our village to you first."

When she said that, she met several villagers. When she heard my identity, she followed me one after another and enthusiastically introduced the details of the village to me.

"All this is given by the state and the government. We will bear in mind that if there is no government funding, we will not be able to live in such a good house at the moment."

The tone was full of gratitude. I listened behind them silently and looked around, but I didn't find any big problems. When I got to the front, I looked at the rows of factories and asked curiously.

"Where is that?"

"If you leave home, you can earn more than 3000 yuan in this village, and I'll be a little more tired in this city."

The aunt in the emerald green gown is very proud to say that she can earn 4000 yuan. When I heard her salary, I pretended to be surprised.

"It's so high. Can I go in and have a look? I haven't seen how a sock factory works yet. "

Along the way, it seems that there is no large base in the village. If you want to make milk powder, you need venues, machines and manpower.

The only one that meets the requirements is the socks factory in front of us, but will they leave such an obvious handle for me?

"Of course, as long as you're not bored!"

The aunts didn't doubt my identity at all. Just when I was going to the sock factory, the village head came. The village head was a middle-aged man with brown skin. When he saw me from a distance, he laughed at me and went up to me, saying that it was wrong.

"Don't be so polite. I was just passing by, so I wanted to come and have a look. I just took the opportunity to visit the socks factory in your village."

The person who can be the head of the village and convince so many villagers must be a good person. I try my best to keep my words to myself, that is, to come and inspect.

"Yes, it should be. It's not that I said that the sock factory is really a cash cow in our village. If our village didn't have a sock factory, it might not be as good as it is now. To be honest, we all appreciate the existence of the sock factory."

The village head seems to have a natural affinity. After talking to me for a few words, I think he is very kind, but the purpose of this visit is still not forgotten.

If they are really illegally manufacturing substandard milk powder, it will be endless. Who knows where their money comes from, and whether it really comes from socks or other profiteering channels!

"OK, go ahead and have a look. Maybe the socks I wear are made in the factory."

When the village head took me into the sock factory, the workers did the assembly line work in silence. When they saw someone coming in, they just looked up, then bowed their heads and began to do the work in their hands. They didn't stop for a moment.

"It looks busy!"

"Yes, it's boring, but the design is better. I'll show you the patterns. Now young people are more and more in pursuit of fashion, and we can't fall behind!"

As the village head said, he took me to the left. There were several people around a big table. The table was covered with drawings. I had a rough look at it. It should be the color or something. The village head wanted to go there, so I stopped him.

"I'll take a simple look. There's no need to read it in detail. Sometimes I don't understand it. But the atmosphere in your village is really good, positive, optimistic and cheerful!"

Strange, I almost feel clear about this village, but I don't see the place where milk powder is made. Is it really wrong?

"OK, it's getting late. You can have a light meal at home. I've already let my daughter-in-law cook."

When I heard that the village head wanted to leave me for dinner, I quickly wanted to refuse, but it was no faster than the village head. He said with a smile that he was already cooking, and I simply didn't refuse. It's just time to see whether I misunderstood Qinghe Village or Qinghe Village really has another mystery.

"You can eat more. This is my dried bamboo shoots dried in spring. It tastes crisp and has a natural fragrance."

The village head's daughter-in-law is very hospitable. She has always let me bring my own food. I know that they are so polite because of my status.

After dinner, I looked up at the sky. Although I still want to look around the village, it's obviously not a good time.

If the delay continues, the other party will have to doubt the real purpose of my coming here, so I have to leave.

"I'll see you off."Because I'm a girl, the village head and his daughter-in-law came to see me off. Now I think I can't stay in the village for a while, so I have to follow them to leave.

When I went to the entrance of the village, I saw a group of children around an adult. Some of them spat at her and threw stones at her. I frowned invisibly. The village head next to me took a look there. I didn't know if I was wrong. He was a little nervous.

"She's dumb, she can't speak, so she's here all the time, and she's not going anywhere."

Those children did too much. I was about to rush out to say a few words when the mute in the village head's mouth suddenly raised his head, his eyes were bright and frightening, and he rushed at me and held my leg.

She scared me a lot. I looked at my legs. Tan Li wanted to move. I shook my head at him. I could feel that the mute didn't mean anything to me.

On the contrary, her body was trembling and her hair was in a mess. I didn't know how many days I hadn't washed it. I looked at my legs that she held and wanted her to let go.

At this moment, the village head also reacted. He said to a man on the road with a calm face.

"Why did you let her out again?"

No one heard the village head's words. Looking at the dumb man holding my leg, he ran over and said something embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's my carelessness. My sister can't speak, and her brain is short. I don't know how she came out today. Don't worry, I'll take her away right away."

I frowned and wanted to say something. Before I opened my mouth, I saw the man pull the mute from the ground rudely, and gave him a fierce stare.