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Chapter 5 Village Assembly

Chapter 5 Villagers' Conference

Author: Mo Fanshuang

Chapter 5 Villagers' Conference

Regardless of whether Han Mingyuan could hear it, he comforted him: "Don't be afraid, little brother, I have been a coroner for more than ten years, and my skills have always been very good. I guarantee that I will be clean and neat and will not make you feel pain."

The big giant couldn't help but complain: "Village Chief, you used to kill people, so of course you can't feel the pain!"

Cao Nianshun paused and agreed: "What you said is reasonable, then you press it tight."

I don’t know if it was Chang Ning’s illusion, but she seemed to see Han Mingyuan’s exposed toes tightening the soles of her shoes.

Cao Nianshun used a dagger to scrape the wound that had been infected with suppuration and cleaned the rotten meat, and then used his own high-purity white wine to clean him from the wound.

Although Han Mingyuan couldn't open his eyes, his consciousness was very clear. The severe pain made him clench his fists, he couldn't help but bow his spine, and his teeth made his jawline tense, like shrimps thrown into the pot.

When Cao Nianshun finished everything, everyone present was sweating profusely.

He looked at Han Mingyuan on the bed and sighed: "I didn't even say anything, I'm a cruel person."

Chang Ning couldn't help but complain in his heart: Isn't the traitor who dares to subvert the imperial power and rebel the rebellion a cruel person!

"Village Chief, is my brother out of danger?"

Cao Nianshun carefully wiped the knife clean and carefully wrapped it in his pocket.

"Your brother's current situation seems to be quite stable, but the trauma is very serious. You take care of him carefully these two days. As long as you don't have high fever and the wound is not infected, it should be nothing serious."

Chang Ning bowed to Cao Nianshun and said solemnly: "Thank you, the village chief, for helping you. I will never thank you for your kindness in the future..."

"Get it." Cao Nianshun quickly interrupted Chang Ning, "I don't need someone to take care of my old age and see you off."

The room was filled with people laughing out loud.

Daniu interrupted: "Brother Cao Qing is a filial son. He will not let the village chief die without a death. Don't worry, girl!"

Chang Ning pursed his lips and smiled, thinking to himself that this would be a bargain for Han Mingyuan.

Cao Nianshun looked around the house, and it was broken everywhere and there was no furniture, so he couldn't help but feel a little reluctant.

"You brothers and sisters are reluctant to live in this room first. I will ask the villagers to help you repair the roof. Let's get together with daily necessities and settle down first. Life is getting better and better. Don't think about bad experiences anymore and look forward!"

Cao Nianshun's expression was gentle and kind, and he was sympathetic to the two of them from the bottom of his heart.

Both parents died and were homeless, the brother was seriously injured and was still unconscious, and the relatives he fled to were missing. If he drove people out at this time, he would force people to the dead.

Cao Nianshun was respectful in the village. He spoke and wanted to keep Chang Ning. The others had no objection, but just muttered and discussed a few words in private.

Zhang Feng glanced at Chang Ning's blood-stained clothes and couldn't bear it. "My Lihua still has two old clothes. If the girl doesn't dislike her, I'll let her deliver it later?"

Old clothes are always more comfortable to wear than dirty clothes.

Chang Ning hurriedly thanked: "I don't mind it, thank you aunt and sister Lihua. My name is Chang Ning, and the aunt just needs to call me Xiao Ning."

"Okay, Xiao Ning, take care of your brother first, and we'll leave first."

"Auntie walks slowly."

Zhang Feng winked at Cao Nianshun. Cao Nianshun understood and stood up and walked out of the hut.

"Call everyone to my yard to hold a meeting first, and there will be a company in charge of the family."

Cao Nianshun turned his head and said to Daniu. Daniu immediately responded: "Okay!"

Since Chang Ning and the others decided to live in Qinghong Village, they should let everyone know so that they would not encounter conflicts.

There are 32 households in Qinghong Village. It is already quite a small village in such a border area. However, it is naturally incomparable to those villages near a village in the capital.

Soon every family in charge gathered at the village chief's house, and a few young people consciously moved long benches to the corner of the wall and placed them in the yard. After everyone sat down, they looked at Cao Nianshun who was smoking.

Cao Nianshun cleared his throat and told everyone about the experience of Chang Ning and Han Mingyuan. Of course, he concealed the incident of Chang Ning and his friends who had encountered rebels, but said that they were robbed and injured and had no money. He hoped to live in the village in the future.

Because of the constant wars in the past few years, many people in the village have moved away. At present, the population of several villages around Liangcheng has withered, and some people are willing to settle here. Of course, everyone is welcome.

Seeing that no one objected, Cao Nianshun said, "The two brothers and sisters now live in the thatched house of the crazy man in the west of the village. Everyone knows what the house looks like. I don't force everyone to see if there is anything that can be helped. It's a bit of a thought!"

As the village chief, of course, it was the first to make a statement. Cao Nianshun took the lead in getting Yunniang ten kilograms of rice.

Although everyone has no objection to people who settle in the village, they have some ideas to ask themselves to donate money and materials.

Lei Yang had just returned from the ground, and his legs were covered with mud on his feet. He muttered unhappily: "My hard work in digging soil and picking manure is enough for a family of three to have a full meal. Where can I get extra things to help others?"

Someone responded on the side: "That's right, just live there, why do we need to contribute money and effort?"

"You can't say this!" Zhang Feng said: "After all, it's the same village in the future. This distant relative is not as good as a neighbor. I may be sure to bother others in the future."

Lei Yang said "cut" and said disdainfully: "I heard from my wife. I heard that they were two young masters and ladies. It seems that they can't lift their shoulders and lift their hands. What can I do in the future?"

Someone who went to the west of the village to meet Chang Ning was also worried: "I think that girl is not dressed in an ordinary family. Can she really endure this hardship? You can't always ask the village for help in the future, right?"

Didn’t this find an old man for the village to come back?

"That's right, and the things we send are all the extra old things at home. Will the girls in the city dislike it?"

Most people are not reluctant to give up on that little thing, but are afraid that kindness will be treated as a donkey's liver and lungs, and others will look down on it and ruin things in vain.

Seeing that everyone was having questions, Cao Nianshun knocked on the bench with a cigarette pole, and the scene suddenly became quiet.

"I look quite likable that girl, and I don't see any kindness of a lady. I didn't show any disgust when I entered the hut. Everyone doesn't have to worry about it. It's all about it. I'll help them get through the difficulties for the time being!"

Cao Nianshun paused for a moment and said in a deep voice: "If they are lazy in the future, I, Cao Nianshun, will be the first one to refuse."

Since the village chief put forward his attitude, everyone also gave up their concerns and began to scrape their hearts and think that they could give them something they could give.

Someone raised his hand weakly: "Can I donate a dustpan?"

Cao Nianshun: "Of course, as long as it is something that can be used, it will be done."

The others were relieved to see this, because the village chief’s ten kilograms of rice were really a valuable item. If they had to compare with that standard, it would be really worrying.
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